Daughter of the Werwolf ~ Harry potter fanfic ~ (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

13-Training

Werewolf mode-

I crawled around in the forest that was close to hogsmeade. Sirius was in his dog mode to keep me company. I howled at the pale moonlight and started to run in the darkened forest. I looked back at the shack, quiet and still. I looked at Sirius and he barked in the direction of the house. I turned around and raced back to the shack, where I could be kept sane.

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Normal mode.

I howled one last time at the moonlight that made its way through the window. I finally transformed to my original self and grabbed my bottle of Wolfsbane and started to drink it. When I grabbed the bottle, I realised I had a cut on my right hand.

"That happened when you were a werewolf," I looked over to a corner where Sirius was. "You stumbled on a tree root and a sharp stick cut your paw,"

I looked at it back at my hand but drank the Wolfsbane. "Did I-" I cut off.

"Did you start scratching at it? Yes you did. When you were asleep, I stitched it up for you," every time I injure myself, I always start scratching at it.

"Thank you,"

"You better get going," he said handing me some chocolate. "Have some," I bit into the chocolate, feeling the softness between my teeth. He then placed the marauders map in my hands. "Keep it," I nodded and slipped into my jumper pocket. "When you use it you say 'I solemnly swear that Im up to no good' and when your done, you say 'Mischief Manage',"

"I'll see you next month. Oh and Sirius?" I asked turning around before exiting the room. He looked at me with questioning eyes. "You know that cat that I see you with? Did he give you Peter?"

He looked at an orange puff ball on the ground. He shook his head. "I just needed to know. Bye Sirius,"

"Bye Avery,"

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"I see that you've gotten stronger since your first night," Madame Promprey told me handing me some beef soup. This morning Madame Promprey came to get me as I struggled Half way up the hill back to the castle. I smiled at her and took a spoonful of soup in my mouth. I heard the door unlocking to reveal Dumbledore.

"Hello Ms Lupin, Poppy,"

"Hello Professor,"

"How are you?"

"I'm alright, how's dad?"

"His fine dear, just a weak that's all," Dumbledore put himself on the edge of the bed I was sleeping on. "I believe that you had your transformation tonight?". I nodded in reply. "You'll have two days of schooling, but the teachers will come into tutor you,"

"Thank you, I hate when I miss out on some off my lessons," I suddenly felt sick and light headed. I snatched my right hand to my forehead, feeling a burning sensation going through it.

"What happen to your hand?"

I looked at my hand which had dry blood all over it. "I think I stabbed myself while I was in the forest," I covered up. Dumbledore nodded and stood up.

"I'm sorry Avery, but I must depart, good bye,"

"Bye Professor,"

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"Have you heard about Buckbeck?" A stressed Hermione asked Ginny and I as we walked up the stairs. I shook my head.

"No I haven't, what's wrong?" I asked. Hermione's bottom lips started to tremble.