*Remus' P.O.V.*

I have never, ever heard music as beautiful as this. I had no idea who was playing, but I wanted to find out. Sirius and James sent me to find Ellie, but I guess I have time to find who's playing also. One problem. The stupid stair/slide.
"Can you stand on the stairs for me?" I asked some Griffindor first year girl that just happened to be in the common room.. She gave me a wierd look but did what I asked, and I shot up the stairs two at a time.
Once I reached the top, I rounded the corner and looked for the room where the music was coming from. It wasn't hard to find... The person had left the door wide open... I stuck my head into the doorframe and I swear, time stopped and my heart slammed into my throat.
Ellie was sitting on her bed, sheet music in front of her while she was playing violin. If I had heard this song any other time, I would have said 'Yeah... Whatever..."
But it isn't just some other time... or just some other person. This was Ellie.
The song ened only too quickly, so I started clapping loadly. Apparently, this was the wrong thing to do... Ellie tensed up and turned around slowly. Suprise flashed through her blue eyes, but was soon covered up with anger. A black and raw anger that I don't think I have ever seen in Ellie: I didn't even think this was possible.
"What are you doing here!" She said, sounding rather panicked and worried.
"I-I just came to tell t-that classes should be starting soon..." I stumbled over my words. Angry Ellie is a scary Ellie... "Why are you so upset about me hearing you play? We've been best friends for years, and I have never heard you play." I have gained some of my courage back, but lost it as soon as a giant stuffed bunny missed my head by a mear half an inch.
"HOW can you be so CALM!" The anger in her voice is completely coated in fear now, and she sounds on the verge of hysterics, "NO ONE has EVER heard me play before! E-V-E-R!"
"Why would you hide something like that?" I'm seriously confussed right now... Why would she hide something that wonderful?
"Because if I told anyone about it, I scared they would ruin it, you know? Make it so I'm no longer playing for fun, but for other peoples entertainment..." Now that is just a really bad excuse.
"Well, your really good and awesome and amazing and great and wonderful and terrific and I know all those mean the same thing but every one of them is true because your really good and awesome and amazing and great and wonderful and-" my stupid rant got cut of by a giant stuffed dinosaur to the face... I honestly don't know where she gets all her stuffed animals... She has like, a billion...
"I'm not that good and I know it..." She says, focusing on the wall behind me.
We sit in silence for at least ten minutes... It's really, really awkward right now...
"We should... Probably... Get to classes... Ya know?" She mumbles out slowly.
"umm, yeah... I guess so..." I'm kinda relieved by being able to leave the room, and I thought the awkwardness would stay behind in the room... Boy, was I wrong! It followed us through the corridors and to the Transfiguration class room like a huge black Cloak of sadness... The sounded really depressing...
I was so happy when we reached the classroom, that I couls almost jump for joy right now! I just about run over to Sirius and James (Peter is still weirdly missing, but Dumbledore said something about him visiting home for awhile...) and I seriously- no pun intended - almost hugged them.
I sat down beside James-Ellie sitting cross the room next to Regulas (we have Double Transfiguration with the Slytherines) I let my thoughts drift, trying to forget about Ellie for just a few minutes. It was actually pretty easy because of the other thing that was bugging me. It was actually bugging Sirius and James more then me, I think. I don't even remember what happened, but James and Sirius got close to no sleep last night while thinking about it. One sentence kept repeating through my mind.
Theres someone just like me...
Theres another werewolf some where in Hogwarts, and no one bothered to tell me... I wonder if they know about me? They wouldn't remember me anyways, unless they were pure-breed, but those are just myths.
After the rest of the Griffindor's and Slytherines gathered into the classroom, the teacher came through th door. It wasn't Pro. Magonagal though, it was some teacher I've never seen before.
I looked at James and Sirius, but they just shrugged their shoulders. I glanced across the room at Ellie, and saw a very strange sight. She was holding Regulas' hand so tight, her knuckles were almost completely white. Regulas looked uncomfortable, but went along with it. Ellie's face was completely pale and her eyes were wide. I don't think I have ever seen her so scared.
The new teacher strolled up to the front of the room, pausing half-way there to study all of our faces.
"Minerva Magonalgal can't be here today on the acount of some privite bussiness. I well be your teacher for today. My name is Professer Fuego. "
His voice was one that held wisdom and anger captive in his vocal cords. He looked like someone you didn't want to mess with. He had black hair that reminded me of night and a frightening scar that went down his face, from his cheek bone to the bottom point of his jaw. His eyes -from where I was sitting- Looked almost black, but from up close, I'm guessing they are dark brown. A shiver went down my spine, and I instently knew that I had to watch out for him. I don't know why, but he made me nervous and uncomfortable, making me shift around in my chair.
"I am only filling in for her today because of the subject we are learning about. Werewolves." Oh snap. This can't be good, "You see, my actual job is as a werewolf hunter. I am aware of all the signs of a werewolf. They are impossible to hide from me. Just let it be known that if you are or know about someone whom may be a werewolf, you are guilty and will be sentenced to death." I studied James and Sirius, and the only reaction they seemed to get was that their faces paled slightly and they started to figit in their seats.
"Werewolves are terrible creatures that do not belong in our society. They are dangerous and are hazardous to anyone and everyone. They must be removed from the world as soon as possible." My stomach knotted in fear and messing around with the feather on the end of my quill.
"Now there are only two different types of werewolves. Made and Pure-breed. Although there are no records of any Pure-breed werewolves still existing, they are much more dangerous then Made werewolves. They. Are. Monsters." His lesson was making me very nervous. But apparently not as nervous as Ellie. She shoot out of her seat, dropping books onto the floor and squeeked out-
"I don't feel well!" and stumbled out of the room. I wonder what that was all about. I looked over at Regulas, but he seemed just as confused as I was.
But right now, I have more important things to worry about, like the guy who seems keen on revealing my identity...

*Elektra's P.O.V.*

I shoot out of the room as fast as my numb legs would carry, almost tripping over a bunch of books in the back of the room on the floor.
I know your most likely wondering what the big deal is. I could have just stayed in the room because now I look even more suspicious then before.
But you don't understand, so let me explain. I know that guy in there. I could never forget those eyes, they haunt my dreams everynight.
This is the man who killed my parents. This is the man who tore up my life and threw it out the window like it was nothing! Absolutley n-o-t-h-i-n-g. They call him The Hunter, and I remember everything he said to me that cold winter night...

Flash back...

With the smell of his breath clouding my nose and making me shake, he wispered, "Lets play a game. We'll switch parts. You will run like the prey, and I will chase after you like the monster you are." His smirk was bright on his face. He was enjoying this. " I'll give you a ten second head start... GO!" He shoved me forward, knocking me off my feet. I was quick to recover though, and ran toward the forest: My fastest escape route. I broke through the barrier of trees that grew outside my house. It was then that I knew I would never be able to visit here again.
The only thing I could hope while listening to my heart almost beat out of my chest and hearing his laughter in the distance, was that 'I hope someone finds my parents body and also maybe they will find mine somewhere in the woods, covered in the December snow'.

I thought that would have been the last time I would ever have to face him. But how wrong was I. He was now here, at Hogwarts, intruding my new home. I knew I wouldn't be able to sit through that whole entire class without him realizing who I was. Then we would have even more trouble then before. I knew there was also only one person I could voice my concerns to. And that was who I was heading to.
When I reached his office, I looked at the statue of a gargoyle and said,
"Lemon Drops."