Hello again.

Now comes the night that you could say properly started it all for Harry in canon: Halloween. And along with it, a sample of what Moony has in store for any who get his attention.

Don't own Harry Potter

Monster Night

Unfortunately, for Hermione, rumors about the missing student had cropped up over the next few days. And they included Jasmine and Moony. She didn't really know what to do, and when she told Jasmine about them, she simply shrugged and said, "Can't do much until they come to me about it."

Hermione had to admit that the girl had a point with that, but still couldn't help but worry. She didn't want to lose her friend, after all. It quickly led to her spending as much time as she could looking up law books, just in case.

It didn't exactly help her nerves when Draco passed on a message saying that one of the higher year Slytherins was planning something for Jasmine that night, although it was somewhat placated by said student slipping down the Great Hall and into the closed doors while moving towards them. She secretly thought it was funny.

Thankfully, that was the only real big thing for a while, so Hermione eventually started relaxing again. Too bad it only lasted until Charms class on Halloween.

On said morning they had woke to the delicious smell of baking pumpkin wafting through the corridors. Even better, Professor Flitwick announced in Charms that he thought they were ready to start making objects fly, something most of them had been dying to try since they'd seen him make Neville's toad zoom around the classroom. Jasmine was the only exception, partly thanks to her fear of heights, partly thanks to already knowing how to.

Professor Flitwick put the class into pairs to practice, and that was where Hermione's mood dropped again. Jasmine was paired with Neville while Hermione was paired with Ron Weasley.

Now, don't get her wrong, she personally didn't have any real problem with the boy. He was just reminding her a little too much of her past bullies, just without the actual 'bully' part yet. Lazy, sloppy, and not exactly tactful. And her intellect usually meant that left them at partial odds from time to time.

She silently sighed as she tried to prepare herself. Just for the lesson.

"Now, don't forget that nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" squeaked Professor Flitwick, standing on the dais as was the norm since Jasmine made it. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too – never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."

Jasmine giggled as they went to the very difficult task. Neville swished and flicked, but the feather he was supposed to be sending skyward just lay on the desktop.

Unfortunately, for Hermione, Ron wasn't having much more luck.

"Wingardium Leviosa." he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill.

Hermione sighed as she stopped him. "You're saying it wrong. It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa. And that's disregarding the fact you'll poke someone's eye out waving around like that."

Ron scowled. "Well you do it then, if you're so clever."

Honestly. Hermione rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, flicked her wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa."

Their feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above their heads.

"Oh, well done!" cried Professor Flitwick, clapping. "Everyone see here, Ms. Granger's done it! Now, it you want, Ms. Granger, you can try your hand at without the movement and words, but don't be disconcerted if you don't get it. That would require a good bit of power that you might just not have yet."

Hermione wisely stuck to try to helping the other students.

After class, the three ended up hearing Ron say "It's no wonder no one can stand her. She's a nightmare, honestly."

Jasmine cocked her head. "I thought nightmares were fears in your sleep."

"He's saying that my pursuit of knowledge in comparison to his lack of interest makes me someone that people shouldn't be around." Hermione clarified.

Jasmine deadpanned. "That's one of the silliest things I've ever heard of."

"At least he has yet to become a full bully, Jasmine." Hermione said, getting a shrug from the girl.

After classes were over, they found Bellatrix waiting by the Great Hall doors, which got Jasmine to run and hug the woman. "Mommy!"

The woman gratefully returned the hug. "Hey, sweetie. I got a little surprise for you."

Jasmine looked up at her in anticipation. "Really?"

Bellatrix nodded. "With Professor McGonagall's permission, we'll be spending a private Halloween in honor of Mommy Lily and Daddy. Just the two of us this time. How does that sound?"

Jasmine's expression turned a softer happy. "That's a great idea. But..."

"It's okay." Hermione assured. "If you want, we can join you next year. But this is meant for you in particular."

Neville nodded as Jasmine hugged the both of them in thanks, then walked through a portal with Bellatrix back to the warehouse. Hermione and Neville then walked into the Great Hall, where the decorations caused them to momentarily stop and stare.

A thousand live bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The feast appeared suddenly on the golden plates, as it had at the start-of-term banquet.

It was also inside when they heard that Ron had insulted Hannah, who had hidden in the bathroom crying since. Even Susan couldn't get her out of there. Thankfully, Ron did look uncomfortable at the fact, so neither of them were quite about to tell Jasmine about him when she got back.

However, that all changed when Professor Quirrel suddenly ran into the Hall screaming "Troll! In the Dungeon! Troll in the Dungeon!"

He stopped moving about halfway through. "Thought you ought to know."

He then fell forward, getting everyone except Hermione to believe he fainted, which was also the cue for mass panic.

It took several loud 'bangs!' from Dumbledore to calm people down, which gave Hermione an opening to get Neville and Susan and sneak out. "While they're distracted, we need to find Hannah and try and wish hard enough for Jasmine to come back. The troll wasn't a simple slip in the wards."

"What are you saying?" Neville asked.

"Humans faint backwards, not forwards like he did, but that isn't the point right now." Hermione told them as they moved. "Hannah's in danger, and while I suspect Moony having a hand in the disappearance of that one student, I'm inclined to trust him to stop the troll."

"What's a troll doing in a school?" Jasmine asked from behind them, getting the three to jump, only to seemingly get the answer from Moony. "The Fill-oso-fir's Stone is through the third floor?"

Bellatrix, who had come with her, cried out, "The Philosopher's Stone is here?! What the bloody hell kind of game is Dumbledore playing at, bringing something like that of all things here and risking the lives of all the students? Jasmine, you and Moony take care of that troll. I need to have a few words with that old bastard."

Jasmine nodded, then tossed Moony into the air down a hallway. "Moony, play time!"

Before their very eyes, including Bellatrix's, water swirled around the toy as it grew, cloth and stuffing turning into flesh, bone, and muscle. When it landed on the ground, it was no longer a simple toy, but fully-fledged werewolf that growled as it shot down a corridor, Jasmine right beside him.

Hermione turned to Neville and Susan. "Come on, there's still Hannah to rescue."

"Another student is why you're currently out here instead of safe?" Bellatrix asked. When they nodded, she sighed. "Alright, we'll get her first. Just stay close unless I tell you otherwise, got it?"

All three nodded just as a roar echoed through the castle, followed by a rumble that they faintly felt and a scream that Susan recognized.

"Hannah!"

The group quickly moved, only for the three kids to stop and stare as Moony tore into the troll while Jasmine kept Hannah's eyes shut and ears plugged with water as she led the girl to Bellatrix. The woman quickly moved them out of the line of sight, getting Hannah to open her eyes to Bellatrix's face. She hugged the girl reassuringly before handing her off to Susan, putting herself between them and the massacre that Jasmine was watching with an innocent smile on her face. Damn you, Dumbledore! Damn you, Dursleys! No child should smile at this, let alone so innocently.

Neville, Susan, and Hermione shivered with terror at what was going on. They all knew that Jasmine wasn't normal in the slightest, but to this extent? Her toy literally tearing a fully grown mountain troll with claws and teeth, making a bloody mess all over, while the troll roared in pain and agony, and she smiles at it like it's the sunset or sunrise? They were going to wish for no nightmares for at least weeks in Jasmine nor Bellatrix didn't think about it before they asked.

Thankfully, it wasn't long before it died down and Jasmine made the evidence disappear. She then hugged Moony who returned to his toy form. "Thank you for dealing with that meanie, Moony."

Moony growled fondly in return.

Jasmine went back over to the others and pulled the water out of Hannah's ears, then looked at the others. "I'm hungry."

Neville fainted at that, caught by Susan and Hannah, just as the teachers, led by Dumbledore, arrived. Professor McGonagall was the first to say anything. "Care to explain yourselves, especially when there is a troll and whatever was causing those roars around?"

"The troll's dead, Professor." Bellatrix said grimly as Hermione and Susan shivered again. "Helps to have a werewolf that can tear one apart on call. Jasmine dealt with the mess left behind."

"Hang on." Jasmine clapped her hands, causing Hermione, Susan, and Hannah to gain somewhat confused expressions. "Now it's clean. They wouldn't be able to sleep for a while after this if I left it alone."

That got the three girls to hug Jasmine in gratitude, getting a happy smile from McGonagall and Andromeda until Bellatrix asked, "So, would any of you care to explain just why the bloody hell you have one of the most valuable and dangerous items in the known Wizarding World in a castle full of children? Your supposed to be teachers, dammit!"

"What object are we talking about here?" Andromeda asked, only to reel when she heard "The Philosopher's Stone, Andy."

Professor McGonagall smirked as she turned to Dumbledore. "Why don't you speak to Professor Dumbledore? After all, it was he that got Hagrid to bring it here from Gringotts."

Jasmine deadpanned and blasted Dumbledore with some water, knocking him a few steps back. "That's for bringing it here and telling the school that something was through the third floor behind death."

Bellatrix and Andromeda both gained dark, angry glints in their eyes as Professor McGonagall said to the students, "5 points to each of you, and an extra five to Jasmine for dealing with the troll. But would you mind telling me why Ms. Abbott wasn't at the feast?"

Hermione sighed as Neville finally came to again. "Ronald Weasley was just an idiot and didn't think before opening his mouth. He looked uncomfortable when he heard that Hannah was in the bathroom crying since the incident."

"I'll be sure to speak with Mr. Weasley about minding his words, but for now, let's get the five of you to your Houses." McGonagall told them. "The feast is finishing up in the common rooms."

The five nodded, then split as McGonagall led the Gryffindors and Sprout led the Hufflepuffs, leaving Dumbledore to the mercy of Bellatrix and Andromeda.

In regards to the whole scene with Moony: I'm not doing horror. Just monsters. Hence why Jasmine got rid of their general memories of the ordeal. She wasn't about to let them suffer from it.

Until next time. Please let me know what you think.