Hinny, Furthermore (BOOK 2 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

Truth

I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to the Epic J.K. Rowling of course and always.

Lily

"Wait, so no one has a class with mum?" Al ran a hand through his hair.

"I have Defence Against the Dark Arts with Dad, around now." I added, chirpy and excited that I'd get to talk to dad.

"Okay. Okay." Al muttered, "I will check the class schedule outside the divination class room and whatever year she has today, I'll sneak in after and talk to her." Al bit the inside of his cheek.

"Brilliant. Remember, they are meeting here. In the room of requirements. Seven sharp." James looked between us. We nodded and I headed out for my class. It was striking eleven soon and I was so excited to see Dad. To my luck, Dad was entering the room with the class, lost in the parchments in his fingers. I hid the locket he'd given me and entered the room. I sat in the corner, playing mute, so I won't have to introduce myself to anyone.

"Right, so today, we're going to be discussing a very interesting topic. Werewolves."

He gulped and my spine straightened too. I knew that both our minds synced at the thought of Mum being a werewolf. Not a lot of people knew who she was. All three of us, actually found it super that our mum was a werewolf. That was so wicked.

"Can anyone tell me what's the difference between a werewolf and an animagus? I understand, you all discussed that in last class."

I raised my hand. I didn't discuss but hey, I knew things. My grandfather and grand uncle were animagus. Mum and another great uncle a werewolf. I knew things.

"Yes, Miss Porter." He pointed at me with his book.

"Animagus or animagi can transform at any point into whatever creature that is there animagus form, whereas Werewolves can only transform on a full moon without control that is. Furthermore, a werewolf can be fatal to anyone who nears it because it has no sanity while in its predator state, but there is a way to keep them from losing their sanity and that is if they feed themselves with Wolfsbane potion for a week before the night of their transformation." I finished and he looked at me curiously before nodding like I hadn't said something too special and it was good that I knew the material I was supposed to know.

He continued explaining about werewolves and it was familiar how the man didn't need a book to explain anything. His wife was one and he spoke as if impressed and praising them. Why wouldn't he? Ever since I'd learned understanding things, I'd never seen Dad letting mom go out alone on a night of transformation, despite mum's displeasure.

As the class neared it's end, I felt nervousness heat up my body freeze my legs. I was nervous to talk to him. I was terrified of what I was supposed to say and whether he would actually trust me. Holy crap, I was slowing my mind.

"Miss Porter?" I heard and realized it was him asking my presence in an empty class. He was standing beside his desk with hands in his pant pockets and looking at me with curious eyes. I gulped, bit my lips and basically hyperventilating while reaching him.

"C-can I ask for a favour, Professor?"

"Of course." He nodded.

"Around seven, tonight, could you come meet me and my brothers in the room of Requirements?"

"I'm sorry?" He looked at me as if confused about what he heard.

"Please. We need your help and we just want to tell you. It's sort of private and strangely, we... we trust you. Please. Seven. Room of Requirements. You can give us detention later." I gave a nervous chuckle that soon disappeared. He looked at me with a squint eye before running a hand on his mouth. I fixed my glasses.