Back In Time

The Attack

The rest of the Summer went by nicely. A week after the full moon, the Weasley's came. It was nice having them here. More people I could talk to and hang out with. Don't get me wrong. I love Remus and Sirius. They're like fathers to me. I just wanted more people to talk to and more people around my age. The day after that, Hermione came. Again. I was happy. My best friend was here. We talked for a long time. Talked about our Summers, though I left out the part of the nightmares and the full moon. That was another great thing. No one asked about the full moon. No one mentioned it. And it was nice. I didn't want to tell anybody. I wasn't ready to tell anybody.

Harry kept sending letters. Letters asking what was going on. We all wanted to tell him. But we weren't allowed. I hated it. He was probably pissed off. I know I would be. I definitely would be. He was living in a Muggle world, full of Muggle people. There was no witches or wizards around him. None. So, he had no idea what was going on.

Unless he was reading the papers. But I doubt it. Or else he would have put those in his letters. The papers were all about him. Saying how he was lying about what happened in June. About how Voldemort was back. About what happened in the graveyard. About what really happened to Cedric. No one believed him. They called him crazy and psycho. They told everyone that he should be put into St. Mungo's. That he just wanted attention. It wasn't true though. What the papers said about him. Not true at all. He was telling the truth.

Then, Harry came to 12 Grimmauld Place. After he had been attacked by Dementors. Yup. Dementors. The soul-sucking monsters that we had during our Third Year. Back when Sirius escaped Azkaban. They guarded the school. Almost killed Sirius and Harry. Those were fun. Note the sarcasm. Anyway. Harry came here. And I was right. He was pissed. Pissed at us for not telling him what was happening. Pissed about how we didn't tell him where we were. Just pissed in general.

But, after he was done yelling at us. And got some answers. He was alright. Though there was just one other thing that bothered him. His hearing at the Ministry. Yeah. When the Dementors attacked. He used the Patronus Charm to get the Dementors away. But. He used it in front of our cousin. Dudley. A Muggle. And Harry was under age. Meaning he wasn't supposed to use magic outside of Hogwarts. But. You can use magic. Only in life-threatening situations. Which. Is what happened. But. Apparently. The Ministry didn't see it that way. So, he had a hearing.

On the day of his hearing. I wanted to wish him good luck. That I knew he was going to get out. Which he did. He would be fine. Which he was. But. Unfortunately. The night before was a full moon. So. I couldn't. I was still in the basement when he left. Then, afterwards. I slept for most of the day.

I still was not used to them. Full moons. Granted. It was only the fifth full moon and second month of them. So. Yeah. It was harder though. When we got into the basement. Sirius and Remus put up spells on the entrance to the stairs, so that Remus and I couldn't go up the stairs. Because. There were other people in the house now. And. We could smell them. Remus and I. And we wanted to eat them. In our wolf minds. We didn't know that the people upstairs were friends and family. All we had wanted to do. Was bite them. Eat... Them. And we tried. We tried going up the stairs. But we couldn't. Sirius had to keep us from the stairs. Even though he knew we couldn't get up. He still had to pull us away. He was really tired at the end of the night. It took a lot of energy out of him to keep two Werewolves away from the stairs. I felt bad. He shouldn't have done that. I told him so. But he said it was fine. It still wasn't. In my mind.

The time after that was fine. We spent the Summer cleaning the house. It was gross. Some rooms were harder. Some were easier. But. By the time Summer was over. By the time it was time for us kids to go back to school. The house was starting to look like a functional house. I was sad to leave 12 Grimmauld Place. I would miss Sirius. And Remus. I didn't want to leave them. But. I had to. I had to leave. I would have to endure every full moon there was at Hogwarts. Alone. All by myself. No Sirius and Remus to keep me company. Just me. They told me I would be fine. That it was going to be ok. Snape was going to make me the Wolfsbane Potion. I would be fine. I knew I wouldn't. I wanted them with me. But. No. I would be all by myself.