Author's note: I love when I come up with a chapter the day before I start writing it. This chapter is an example of this.

Also, you may have notice I changed this story's summery. This is so I can, hopefully, draw more people in.

Warning: This chapter includes violence and child abuse (description only from the pov of a six-year-old)

Chapter 10: When History Repeats Itself

One beautiful Saturday afternoon in early June, 2006, Jason and I decided to go for a walk. We didn't want to go to the Forbidden Forest, so we went to a nearby park instead. At first it was a peaceful day. All we could hear was the chirping of birds, and the occasional sound of wind softly blowing through the trees. Suddenly, a witch appeared in the path directly in front of us. She seemed to be furious about something.

"Nicholas!" she yelled into the woods. "Come here, right now!"

The witch suddenly noticed Jason and I standing there. "Excuse me," she said. "Have either of you seen two six-year-old boys?"

"I'm sorry, we haven't." Jason replied. "Are they lost?"

The witch shook her head angrily. "No, but when I get down with my son, he's going to wish he were lost."

"Why?" I asked slowly.

The witch stared at me. "He disobeyed me. I told Nicholas he couldn't go to the park with his friend, but he left the house anyway."

"Can we help you look for him?" Jason asked.

The witch shrugged. "Be my guest."

Jason and I split up from the witch and headed into the woods, calling the little boy's name.

"Nicholas!" we called, over and over again. After ten minutes of searching, we heard the sound of someone running toward us. Suddenly, a little boy appeared, and nearly ran into Jason.

"Whoa, easy there, son." Said Jason as he caught the boy gently by the arm. "Are you Nicholas?"

The boy shook him head quickly. Tears were streaming down his face, and he was obviously frightened. "No, I'm Steven. But, Nick's in trouble! He's being chased by a monster!"

"Shh, it's going to be okay." Jason soothed. "Do you know your way out of the woods?"

Steven nodded. "I live right by here. I come here every day!"

"Okay, good." Jason said. "Go home, and don't worry. We'll find Nick."

Steven smiled weakly. "Okay. But hurry!" he said, and ran off in the direction we came from.

"I'll search the air. We'll be more efficient that way." Jason said quickly and transformed into an eagle. He flew off at a much quicker pace than he had been walking, while I continued on foot.

Not long after Jason had left, a horrible scream filled the air. It was a scream filled with both fear and pain. It was shortly followed by an eagle's screech and a howl of an unknown creature. I recognized the eagle's screech as Jason's and began to panic. My brisk walk quickly turned into a run. Finally, I spotted him.

Jason, back in his human form, was crouched down next to a small, tearful boy, who I assume was Nicholas. Even though the witch had told us he was six-years-old, the scrawny boy appeared to be no more than four. His clothes were torn, and he was covered in blood. His own blood.

"Shh… it's alright, Nicholas..." Jason was saying. "Everything's going to be fine. We'll just take you back to your mummy and -"

"NO!" Nicholas screamed. "Please don't take me back! Please!"

"I'm sorry, but we have to. She's very worried about you."

"No she's not!" Nicholas cried.

Jason sighed and looked at me. "He ran away and went to his friend Steven's house. They came here, but Fenrir Greyback found them. He chased Nicholas down and attacked him. That's when I found them. I swooped down and attacked Greyback using my talons, and eventually scared him off. Unfortunately, I was too late… Nicholas had already been bitten. There's still a chance that we can save him from lycanthropy, but we must hurry."

Jason stood up and bent over to scoop up the little boy in his arms. It wasn't until Jason winced that I noticed he was injured. I looked at his arm, and saw that it was bent in a unnatural position.

"Jay, what happened to your arm? " I gasped.

Jason sighed. "Greyback snapped my wing with his hands when I was flying. Don't worry about it."

"Here Jason, I'll take Nicholas. You need medical attention." I said and reached out my arms to take the boy.

"No, Luci, I can handle it." Jason protested.

"Jason, I mean it. Give him to me." I said sternly.

Jason sighed, but obeyed me. As fast as we could, we went to find Nicholas's mother.

"Oh thank goodness!" The witch exclaimed when she saw us, but stopped when she saw Nicholas's condition. "What happened to him?"

"He was attacked by Fenrir Greyback." Jason explained. "But if we hurry, we might be able to save him from lycanthropy."

With that, we disapperated to St. Mungos.

Once there, all we could do was wait. Nicholas was taken to the "Attack from magical creatures" ward, while Jason went to the "Non-emergency bone repair" ward, so the witch and I were left in the waiting room. We sat in silence.

After an hour, Jason found us, his arm completely healed. "The healer wanted me to stay in bed for a while longer, but I convinced her to let me come here instead." Jason explained. "Any news?"

I shook my head sadly. "The Healers gave him some Wolfbane, but they won't know if it will work until another hour or so."

Jason sat down in the chair next to me and sighed.

"You're a hero, you know." I said.

"I just wish I got there sooner." Jason replied.

"You did your best." I said softly.

"You people don't have to stay here, you know. You can go home." Said Nicholas's mother, speaking for the first time since we got to the hospital.

I glared at her. We had just saved her son's life, and she thanked us be calling us, "you people".

Jason spoke before I could say anything. "We just want to see if he's alright, if that's okay with you."

"Why do you care?" the witch said stiffly. "He's not your son."

I bit my tongue to prevent myself from saying something I'd regret. "Excuse me, I'll be right back." I said finally.

I got up and walked down a long hallway to cool down my mind. When I came back, the witch and Jason were sitting in silence. I decided not to break it.

About an hour later, a healer came out of the room Nicholas was in with a grim expression on her face. "I'm sorry, but the Wolfbane did not work. Nicholas is now a werewolf. There's nothing more we can do for him, except give him more Wolfbane during a full moon. I'm sorry."

Nicholas's mother flew to her feet. "This is all your fault!" she bellowed to Jason and me. "Why didn't you get to him in time?"

I jumped to my feet too, and glared at the witch. "For your information, Jason tried his damn hardest to save your son's life, and you should be thanking him."

The witch ignored me and turned to the healer. "If you expect me to bring a monster home with me, well, you're wrong! Send him to an orphanage, leave him on the side of the road, send him to Azkaban, do whatever you want with him, I don't care, just don't send him to me. I don't want to see that boy again, do I make myself clear!" The witch bellowed. With that, she stormed down the hall and out of the hospital.

"Poor child." The healer whispered. "I've seen this before. I suppose I'll go see what's to be done with him."

The healer turned to tell the other healers the bad news. "Wait!" I said quickly, surprising even myself. "Let me take him!"

Jason stared at me. "Are you out of your mind, Lucianna?" He asked.

"No, I'm not." I answered shortly. I turned to the healer. "When can I see him?"

The healer hesitated. "Well, I'll have to tell him about his mother first and see how he reacts. Then, we'll have to check with the Ministry of Magic to see about you adopting him."

I nodded, and the healer disappeared into Nicholas's room again.

"Why did you do that?" Jason asked after the healer had left. "You have no idea what that boy may need. He may be really broken up after what his mother has done to him."

"He's not broken." I said. "And that's only another reason why he needs me."

"But you don't know if Minerva will even permit him to go to Hogwarts, let alone let him live there." Jason protested.

"She will." I argued. "Dumbledore once let a werewolf go to Hogwarts, and that was in the seventies. There's wolfbane now. That boy was in my year, and no one, except his closest friends and the professors, knew he was a werewolf. He did such a good job of hiding it, I didn't even know he was one until he was killed by a death eater in the Battle of Hogwarts. Nicholas will be fine."

Just then, the healer opened the door. "You may come and see Nicholas now." She said.

I turned to Jason. "Are you coming?"

He smiled and shook his head. "No, I don't think so, at least not yet. Go bond with him. I'll be right here waiting."

I nodded and followed the healer into the hospital room. The room was bigger than expected, and we had to walk a short distance before going into Nicholas's room.

"Hi Nicholas." I said.

"Hi." Nicholas replied shyly.

"My names Lucianna, but I like to be called Luci. What do you like to be called?" I spoke softly as I gently sat at the edge of Nicholas's bed.

"Nick." He said with a smile.

"Alright, Nick. Once, your all better, I want to take you home with me, because your mummy's not coming back. Would you like that?"

Nick beamed. "Yes!" he exclaimed, but suddenly frowned. "You aren't going to say 'Crucio' when I do something bad, are you?"

I stared at him in surprise. "Did your mummy do that to you?" I asked softly.

Nick shook his head. "No, she made Daddy do it, but he didn't mind. He hit me with a baseball bat, too."

I closed my eyes to stop the angry tears from flowing. How could people be so cruel to such a sweet little boy? Some people just weren't fit to be parents.

"How old are you, Nick?" I asked, reopening my eyes.

"Almost seven!" he answered proudly.

"Really? When's your birthday?"

"July 3rd, 1999." Nick recited.

How strange. That was the exact date of my Hogwarts interview. Was it a coincidence?

"Wow. It's coming up soon!"

"Yep." Nick said proudly. "I want to go to Hogwarts for my birthday!"

I smiled. "That's good, because I live there."

Nick's eyes grew wide. "You do? Why?"

"I'm a teacher there." I explained. "Hogwarts is my… house, and now it will be yours too."

Nick seemed delighted about going to live at Hogwarts. I really enjoyed talking to the little boy. Before I knew it, an hour had gone by. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the healer appeared.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Pasen, but visiting hours are almost up." The healer said. "It's time to say goodnight. Please come see my after your done in here."

I smiled. "Thank you, healer."

The healer shut the door again. "Good night, Nick." I said.

"Good night, Luci." Nick said with a smile.

"We'll be together soon, okay?"

Nick yawned. "Okay."

I got up to leave. Just as I was about to open the door, Nick called, "Luci?"

I turned around. "Yes, Nick."

"Can I call you 'Mummy'?"

I smiled. "You can call me anything you want."

Nick beamed. "Good night, Mummy!"

"Good night, Nick." I said softly and gently closed the door behind me. The healer was waiting for me.

"This is Nicholas's wolfbane medicine." She said, handing me a small box. "I gave you a six months supply. When you're on your last bottle, you can come get more."

"So, what exactly will the wolfbane do?" I asked.

"Wolfbane will make Nicholas's transformation a lot more bearable and less painful. He will still transform, but he will just transform into a gentle, calm wolf who can just curl up in a corner in contentment and not be seen. Now, you're the Potions master at Hogwarts, am I correct?"

I nodded.

"Good. Then you can brew more wolfbane potion when needed. Just come in when you need more in about five months, and we'll show you how."

"Thank you, healer. When can I take him home?"

"Thank you, Ms. Pasen. You're really a hero taking this boy in. He should be well enough to go home by tomorrow afternoon. You can pick him up then."

I shrugged. "It's the right thing to do." I said, and went to find Jason.

"Took you long enough." Jason said when I came out into the waiting room.

"I was socializing with my new son. He called me 'Mummy'!" I said.

"He did? Luci, that's great!" I couldn't help but notice the jealousy in his voice.

"Next step, convincing Minerva to let him stay." I said.

I hoped Minerva would accept Nick. If she didn't, I don't know what we'd do.