Wolfsbane and Moonlight
CH1: One Night Can Change Everything
Harry left Hagrid's house in a much better mood than he'd entered. He'd been worried about the way the other students would react when they arrived tomorrow. After the Triwizard tournament, Dumbledore had decided that if Harry spent most of the summer with the Dursleys, he could come back to Hogwarts a week early. So Harry had been at Hogwarts, free to explore the castle and its grounds for six wonderfully Dursley free days.
However as the week passed Harry had become increasingly nervous about the rest of the students' reaction to what happened during the third task. In a flash, Harry remembered Voldemort's re-birth not three months ago. As hard as he tried to stop them, the images continued to roll through his head like a film shown too fast. He watched helplessly as Cedric's death played once more inside his head. And as his echo, and the echoes of Harry's parents protected him from Voldemort once more.
Abruptly, Harry pulled himself back to the present. No good remembering that any more than necessary. As he strolled back to the castle, Harry took the time to notice the beauty of the night, the full moon rising, the night wind blowing gently with the faint scent of autumn on the breeze.
All of a sudden, there was a growling from the direction of the forest and Harry suddenly felt as though he'd just been hit by the Whomping Willow. Looking at his attacker as he fell to the ground, Harry realized with shock that it was a wolf. Wait, no it was Remus! And Snape was away so he hadn't taken his potion to become tame.
"Remus it's me!" Even as the words left his mouth he realized all was lost. Because at that moment he felt the heat of the werewolf's breath and the sting of its teeth piercing his skin.
CH1: One Night Can Change Everything
Harry left Hagrid's house in a much better mood than he'd entered. He'd been worried about the way the other students would react when they arrived tomorrow. After the Triwizard tournament, Dumbledore had decided that if Harry spent most of the summer with the Dursleys, he could come back to Hogwarts a week early. So Harry had been at Hogwarts, free to explore the castle and its grounds for six wonderfully Dursley free days.
However as the week passed Harry had become increasingly nervous about the rest of the students' reaction to what happened during the third task. In a flash, Harry remembered Voldemort's re-birth not three months ago. As hard as he tried to stop them, the images continued to roll through his head like a film shown too fast. He watched helplessly as Cedric's death played once more inside his head. And as his echo, and the echoes of Harry's parents protected him from Voldemort once more.
Abruptly, Harry pulled himself back to the present. No good remembering that any more than necessary. As he strolled back to the castle, Harry took the time to notice the beauty of the night, the full moon rising, the night wind blowing gently with the faint scent of autumn on the breeze.
All of a sudden, there was a growling from the direction of the forest and Harry suddenly felt as though he'd just been hit by the Whomping Willow. Looking at his attacker as he fell to the ground, Harry realized with shock that it was a wolf. Wait, no it was Remus! And Snape was away so he hadn't taken his potion to become tame.
"Remus it's me!" Even as the words left his mouth he realized all was lost. Because at that moment he felt the heat of the werewolf's breath and the sting of its teeth piercing his skin.