If Remus was to say that was was confused and disappointed by these circumstances, he'd be lying. Mostly. Of course he hated what happened to Pandora, how could he not? He had been and still was victim to the same curse, no one deserved this, especially not children. However, Remus had spent time around both humans and werewolves, and both could be as vicious as the other, albeit in different ways. Regular magic folk would turn nasty and bitter towards him upon learning about his affliction and as for werewolves they were incredibly bloodthirsty, and it was rather refreshing to be around another werewolf that had no interest in such a thing. If anything, it appeared, if her boggart was anything to go by, that the carnal desire taking over was Pandora's worst fear. As Remus had allowed Pandora to get everything off her chest, and he imagined that there was a lot she kept bottled up as she obviously couldn't tell her friends and there would be things that she wouldn't even tell Hagrid, the time had slipped away; and it wasn't until Remus looked at the grandfather clock in his office did he see that it was nearing midnight. They had been talking for hours, and he decided now would be a good time to take her back to the common room. At first Pandora had shook her head, she could make her own way back; but Professor Lupin would have none of it. He insisted that he escort her back so she didn't get in trouble with any prefects or professors. The walk there was almost silent and it wasn't until they reached the portrait did someone speak.

"Well! Well then! Look who it is!" The fat lady peroclaimed, "Remus? Remus Lupin! Well, bless my soul! It has been a while, now hasn't it?"

Pan, confused, looked between the portrait and her professor.

"Well, yes. I suppose it has been a few years now, you're still as lovely as ever." Lupin replied, smiling. He looked towards Pan, "I used to be a gryffindor when I attended Hogwarts. I'm just here to drop Pandora off."

It seemed liked the fat lady was only now noticing Pandora, "Haven't been naughty again, have we?"

"No, nothing like that." Lupin chuckled. "Miss Argent was just helping me with something."

With a pointed look between Lupin and the fat lady, she seemed to understand everything. Pan didn't have any time to question it as the portrait swung open and she was being ushered inside. Once the portrait was shut and the fat lady was sure that Pandora had walked away, she spoke again to Remus.

"You know, I'm glad you're here. It's about time there was someone here that truly understood her."

Remus smiled, "You have a soft spot for her?"

"Well, I'll tell you something, Remus. It's hard not to, seeing her being rushed out of the common room every month, and the days she spends in the hospital wing after, I'm told by the other portraits that she's as sickly after as she is before. Poor tyke."

"If she kept within the castle, do you know? I hope they don't do the same for her as they did me, not that I'm not grateful..."

"Oh no, from what I've heard from Madam Pomfrey, she's taken up to the room of requirement. She's well looked after, but I am glad you're here for her now. It might do her some good to be around someone like her."

Remus nodded, he only hoped that he could have some kind of positive impact on her life. "Here's hoping, now you wouldn't happen to know where Professor McGonnagal is, would you?"

"Violet said she was in her office last time she passed through, about an hour ago? If you're lucky, she'll still be there."

Lupin smiled and thanked the fat lady before making his way towards her office, knocking and hearing a quiet come in, he entered. Professor McGonnagal was at work behind her desk, and honestly, it looked like nothing had changed since his school days. She looked up as he cleared his throat.

"Remus, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I was hoping I could have a word, professor?"

She gave him a small smile, "Of course. Have a seat, and please Remus, I am no longer your teacher and you are no longer my student. Call me Minerva."

He nodded, "Old habits die hard I guess. I wanted to speak to you about Pandora."

"Of course, I was wondering when you would come." With a flick of her wand, a kettle began to boil. "Tea?"

"Please." Remus was unsure of how to start, "I want to help her. I know she already receives help. Severus makes the both of us wolfsbane, Poppy helps her in the hospital wing afterwards. I know she's friendly with Hagrid and that she goes to the room of requirement, the fat lady told me that. I just don't know what I can do to help her."

"Easy, Remus. Be there for her, just as your friends were for you. James, Peter and...well, be there for her. I'm sure there's many thing that she'll want to ask you. I understand that she had been with you this evening?"

"Yes, honestly, once I told her about myself, it was Pandora doing all the talking. She told me about her transformations, it appears that her family do not give her wolfsbane at home, poor child."

"We suspected as much." She said, pouring the tea.

"Can't you do anything?"

"Not at present. We've sent Owls but they never seem to listen, and every full moon takes it's toll on the child, you know better then anyone."

He nodded, "You noticed the state of her at the beginning of term, the cuts and bruises? I tried to get her to open up about her family but she clammed shut. She spoke Asher Argent's praises, seems he could be the only nice one to her at home. I think they're deliberately hurting her."

For a few minutes Minerva sat in silence, there were things she wanted to say but simply couldn't. Albus had sworn her to secrecy, it was no doubt to any of them that Pandora was facing abuse at home, but at present there wasn't a lot that they could do for her. "Have a biscuit Remus."

"I..what?"

"Have a biscuit." Minerva repeated, "Now, all of us are worried about the child. She's a good girl, most of the time. And one can only imagine what it must be like to be bitten by a werewolf and apart of the most notorious werewolf hunting family in Britain; but it is our duty to take care of that child whilst she is in school."

"And what about when she isn't? When she's at home?"

"Take another biscuit." She offered. "Remus, you more then anyone understand the fear, the hate. Now, imagine getting that at home. Trust me, when I say that we are doing everything we can in order to help whilst she is at home, but right now, taking her from her family is simply not in our power."

Remus dunked his biscuit. "I see, but you are trying?"

"Of course we're trying! You think we like see her head for the train at the end of the year, knowing what she'd going back to?!" Minerva took a deep breath. "We would have to find someone to take her in after that as well, but this is a matter that Albus is seeing to personally, and I've already told you too much, now please, Remus. Leave it alone."

He nodded, taking a sip of his tea. "Do you know if she's been in contact with any others?"

"Other werewolves you mean?" Minerva let out a small chuckle, "Oh yes, we got quite the shock when Hagrid came bursting into the staff room and shouting about Pandora being in the forbidden forest. Turns out there was a pack of them, they lived deep in the forest and they knew she was here. Called out to her, so, against her better judgement, she went out to meet them. I suppose in a way, I can't blame her. She told me, that whilst speaking with them, she didn't feel so out of place. Poor child."

It was shortly after that, Remus said goodbye to Minerva and made his way back to his own room for sleep.

When Pandora finally pulled herself out of bed, the common room was buzzing with energy. The listing for the weekends to Hogsmeade were being posted, well the first one was up at the very least. Being in her third year, they were now allowed to leave the castle on weekends; Pandora was beyond pleased that Ashar had signed her permission slip and hid it from her grandfather. Everyone was talking about the weekend, and although Pandora knew that she would have to ask Madam Pomfrey if she could go, as the full moon fell on the Saturday this month, she was just as excited and would at least be able to go the next time, if not this. Everyone spoke about what they wanted to do upon entering the village. Hermione was going to visit the shrieking shack which was reportedly the most haunted house in Britain. Neville wanted to visit Dogweed and Deathcap, as Herbology was his favourite subject, he'd been saving up to get himself his own set of tools. Lavender was after a new shimmering cloak with Halloween coming up, so asked Parvati to accompany her to Gladrags. Katie Bell insisted that the third years go to the Three Broomsticks and try the butterbeer, and no one was surpirsed when the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan announced that they would be going to Zonko's joke shop.

The most talked about shop though, was undoubtedly Honeydukes. The sweet shop was something everyone would agree on, with shelves of delicious sweets, no one would say no to a visit. The older years began to tell the third years about all the different kind of sweets you could get there, some of the sweets were only sold there. Be careful of the acid pops, as tasty as they were, they could burn a hole right through your tongue. ChocoBalls, huge chocolate sweets filled with clotted cream and strawberry mouse, were made locally. Pepper imps that made your mouth smoke. Drooble's best blowing gum, that won't pop for days. Sugar quills that you could suck on durign class and it would lok like you're thinking. Honeydukes mice pops and chocolate, and just so much more. Of course you could buy chocolate frogs and Bertie Bott's every flavour beans, but when you could try so mcuh more, why start with those? One could buy them anywhere.