*Elektra's P.O.V.*

Regulas kisses me a second time once we reach Hogwarts doors. I think he knows that I don't feel anything, because this time he tried to put a little more passion into it. I really wish I felt something. Anything. But I don't.
I've made the choice to keep seeing him, because something might grow between us... Who knows, maybe I could fall in love with him.
I slink back to Griffindor common room, still soaked in lake water. This. Is. Disgusting. Ew.
When I reach the common room, I scurry upstairs into my dorm to change into what Lily calls my 'Pajamas of Shame'... She won't be seen with me when I wear them. Supportive, right?
Speaking of Lily, her and Alice are sound asleep in their beds. Since theres no one around to hang out with, I grab my book and go back downstairs to read in peace, but don't even get through my first page when the Marauders stumble into the room. I just sit there and stare at them, and they stare right back.
"...Where were you?" I finally ask, breaking the silence.
"Ummm... We missed diner, so we went down to the kitchen!" Sirius says, though it's clear he's faking.
"Whatever... Moonbug, where were you really?" I turn my attention to Remus.
"Sirius is telling the truth... Hey, why don't I grab my book, and we can read together?" Remus asks, quick to change the subject. I shrug my shoulders and all four of them dissapear to their room.
I just finish pulling my hair into a ponytail when Remus returns... Holding the exact same book as me. I catch one loo at it and burst out laughing. This happens all the time! We always read the same books and don't even plan it.
"What page are you on?" I ask through my laughter.
"...Page 52... You?" He's hesitant to ask while falling back on the couch beside me.
"Grrr! Page 51!" I frown, and Remus just smirks. I lightly punch him in the arm, then stretch out on the couc, resting my feet on his lap like we do aleast once a week. But the date was still on my mind...
"Moonbug... What would you do if you... Kissed someone, but you didn't... feel anything?" I ask, treading carefully across the situation.
Moonbug stares at me wide-eyed before shaking his head and saying, "What every teenage girl encourages the other with... Follow your heart."
"So your a teenage girl, eh?" I laugh, but it's cut short with a pillow to the face. I laugh even harder and grab the pillow from behind my head and throw it at him.
After a few minutes of pillow wars, I strangly end up upside down on the couch, and Moonbug all the way on the other side of the room, laughing his happy little ass off. I take the chance to fire one more pillow in his direction, then charge up to my dorm, laughing as he attempts to follow, pillow in hand. The stairs turn to a slide, and I laugh hysterically before shouting good night and dissapearing into my dorm.
I then climb into bed, careful not to wake Alice and Lily, and drift into a peaceful sleep still thinking of my time with Remus.

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The week trudges on slowly, Regulas and I glued to eachother by the hip, only breaking away from on another during classes. We steal kisses in the Corridor, Great Hall, Slytherin common room and by the Black lake. The Marauders don't really approve of me spending all my time with him. I sit with him at breakfast, lunch and diner, and come back to my dorm late because I was snogging him. Everytime we kiss, something tugs at the pit of my stomach, and I replay the words my Moonbug said, "Follow your heart..." Its a simple thing that everybody hears all the time. Right now my heart is saying that I shouldn't be with Regulas, but everytime I think that, I push myself closer to him trying to prove to myself that this could work. I know that it won't though.
Finally, Thursday arrives and I feel like crap. The full moons tonight. Fun.
I wake up early today, and go have a shower after telling Lily and Alice that I can't go to classes today, because I'm sick. Lily offers to collect my homework, and I gladly except. When I get into the shower, I use my strawberry scented shampoo, bodywash and conditioner. Thats something I should tell you... I'm obsessed with strawberries! I'm not even kidding! Almost everything I own has something to do with strawberries! Jewlerey and clothes with strawberries on them, strawberry scented soap and perfume, strawberry flavoured candy and lipgloss! But theres something alittle wierder... I hate eating real strawberries... I know what your thinking, and no, I'm not on drugs... But I hate the fell of strawberry seeds on my teeth, and I hate the way eating them feels... I hate it!
ANYWAYS! When I get out of the shower, I change into my favourite pair of sweats and a tanktop. After that, I slowly shuffle downstairs only to see a strange, strange sight. Remus is sitting in his favourite armchair reading a book when he should be in classes.
"What are you doing here?" I ask from the top of the stairs. His eyes widen as he takes me in. I know I look like a mess with dark purple bags under my eyes and my hair a tangled bown mess.
"I could ask you the same thing! Don't take this the wrong way, but you look like you just got hit with the nightbus!"
"Oh... Yeah, late night... I slept in, so I'm heading to classes now," I lie easily, since I have to do this every full moon, "But now that you mention it... You don't look so hot either..." That would be an understatement... He looks like he hasn't slept in days! Weeks even!
"Oh... Yeah... I think I'm sick or something... Nothing big... I should be better tommorow..." He says, ending it with a cough.
"Ohhhh-Kay? Imma head out now so... See ya later, and feel better..." I mumble and make my way toward the door.
"Yeah... You to..." He says, just as I leave the room.
I make my way through the halls, careful to not be seen. Just as I'm about to be home-free and outside, a sneering voice assaults my eardrums.
"Well look what we have here... Strawberry! Long time no see!" Lucious Malfoy chuckles at his well placed joke. Almost all of the Slytherin's know about my strawberry obsession... And they think it's the funniest thing in the world, like they don't have their own lifes... Actually, nevermind...
"Malfoy." I say, and stand my ground.
"Wow! You look like you got attacked by a wild animal... Whats with the doo?" He says referring to my hair.
"Like you care Malfoy, now leave me alone." I growl.
"See, I heard alittle rumor," He says, completely ignoring my protests," that you are... involved with a certain... Regulas Black?"
"Whats it to you?"
"Well calm down strawberry! It's just that I thought you and I would make a lovely combination, don't you?" He snakes his arm around my waist and leans in to kiss my cheek. In one swift movement, I slam my elbow into his rib-cage and run outside. I keep running until I reach the forbidden forest, and even then I don't stop running. I run for who knows how long, dodgeing trees and plants by the dozen, using all the werewolf power I can to run faster, harder.
Once I reach a good distance, I stop and sit down, gathering my breath and staring at the tips of the trees highest branches. Now that I'm hear, I should probably tell you about my werewolf-self.
See, I'm not like normal werewolves... I'm not made into one... I'm what they call a "pure-breed". I was born into this curse, raised to live with it. I know what your thinking... Whats the big deal about being pure-breed or not? Well, theres a big difference. From what I hear, our transformation is more painful, we have bigger bodies, we are stronger, faster and more violent. We can't be conned into a distraction like a little puppy-dog. Once we find a target, it's as good as ours.
And theres also only one thing that can truely kill us pure-breeds. It's called Fuego del Lobo. Translation, Fire of the wolf in spanish (Which I speak like a second languge.). Fuego del Lobo was created many years ago by wizards that wanted to protect their family. Everynight before they went to sleep on a full moon, they would light their lanturns outside with this fatal flame, preventing us from invading their homes in the night. Since thats the only thing that can kill us, we can very well live forever. My true age is... Large. I know your wondering what it is, so I'll tell you. My true age is... Well... My 101 birthday was last summer. June 8th to be exact. Anyway, drifting from the topic much...
Fuego del Lobo is also what killed my parents four years ago. I don't have any siblings, but if I did, they would probably be dead to. Thats also another thing about us. Females can only have one child. Ever. That means we need to find our prince charming, only one, true love for reals, or we're screwed. Seriously.
My parents raised me to believe I was born with a gift, not a curse, and that it shouldn't be put to waste. What I'm supposed to with it, I have no idea. It's not like I can go around telling everyone. That would be like jumping into the flames of Fuego del Lobo all on my own, as good as dead.
The only other person that knows what I am is Dumbledore... He said I could stay at Hogwarts if I promised to run as far as I can into the forbidden forest every full moon so that I wouldn't be dangerous to any other students.
I fell back on the grass, and closed my eyes. The sun was still up, considering it was about 3:oo... I decided to close my eyes and wait until the moon arose, making the time fly faster.
I closed my eyes and fell instantly asleep.

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I took a deep breath in, clearly smelling my strawberry shampoo, and waited for my change to come. I looked around and saw that I was in a medium sized clearing, trees forming a perfect circle around me, leaving just enough room at the tips of their branches for the moon light to slip through and hit my skin.
My muscles suddenly froze, my back arching up toward the black sky. A pain ripped through me, stronger then any pain you could imagine. I felt my bones bending, giving a very un-natural feeling. My bones bent until I was sure they would break, but some how defying the laws of nature and staying whole. Shivers ran up and down my back, and I let out a howl that cut through the silence of the night like a gun-shot. But something different happened this time then whenever I had howled before.
Someone howled back.