Two sides of the Moon

by ebell1

Charlie is desperate to find out what happened to his father a night creature hunter. His only clue seems to lie with Fenrir Greyback. With the help of his friends Al Potter and Rose Weastley they plan a spell of ' The One ' to force the werewolf to help them. To their utter horror they pull in an innocent whose trapped with the blood thirsty Lycan.

36. Chapter 37

Charlie rested his head moodily on the book in front of him. Since the whole fiasco had happened Rose had actually refused to talk to him. He badly wished she would forgive him because he still needed help. He couldn't get over what Fenrir had said about his father heading towards the castle. Rosie had of course pointed out he had probably lied and Charlie agreed with her.

It was still the only clue he'd been given and it nagged him. He was impulsive and perhaps foolish but he also knew quite a bit about the undead. One of those things was the undead were vulnerable during the day. They didn't burst into flames as most people thought but they were much weaker and their powers suffered as the daylight hours were not their natural time.

He also knew that they established prisons to keep people in until they were drained of all blood. Some of the undead needed very little blood and some feasted on blood literally bathing in it. There were even rumors of some of the undead trying hard to live in peace with humans though Charlie had only heard this spoken of with the same contempt that had been shown for werewolves. His father believed if such a thing was true it was rare and far in between.

He also drummed into Charlie that they weren't capable of caring for anyone other then themselves and people who tried to make them into romantic figures were gullible.

All this information teased Charlie and he believed his father might very well be alive but held as a prisoner inside the castle. The thought gnawed at him and gnawed at him. He knew he was supposed to be helping them find a way to undo the spell they had placed on the muggle but he couldn't seem to concentrate on that. His mother had gotten a letter from Hogwarts telling her what they had done. So had Potter and Weasly.

Thankfully the howlers they had gotten had been short. The end of the school year loomed and Potter and Rosie were already looking forward to being home. Charlie was still thinking about his father. He was also thinking that perhaps the best course of action was to find a way to Low Hollow again. Not as a student. As a hunter.