Later that month Maxis and dad came back.
Our Illusions class had missed four classes so Maxis started grinding information into our heads insisting that she still wanted a topnotch class at the end of the year. One day Hermione and I stayed after class to ask her about Harry's mom and dad. She turned very solemn-like when we asked and denied that she knew anything. We followed her out of the room and asked her if she was sure, and she still denied it. She walked with us to Transfiguration and then left us to go to the dungeons.
Later when we were in the room above the D.A.D.A room we kept hinting about it but she just kept saying she didn't know. She was also looking very sick. Her face was flushed and she kept grasping her arm.
"Did the dementors get to you that badly?" asked dad noticing as well.
"Hush." She answered, "the first time you came into our house you fainted because of one, but no it's not that. It's my arm. It's acting up again. Something's going to happen." She rolled up her sleeve revealing a nasty looking scar on her arm. She started to rub it.
"Yours does that too?" asked Harry.
"Occasionally."
"How'd you get that?" I asked.
"Werewolf bite. It keeps acting like a warning signal."
Us kids looked at each other.
"Werewolf!?" Hermione said surprised.
"Yes. Didn't you see on the full moon?" she said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"We saw two dogs, and a wolf." Said Ron.
"Two wolves and a dog." Corrected Remus.
"I said the ministry didn't like how I worked on full moons. I work as a werewolf, under the influence of wolfsbane potion. I chase poachers into traps. Then they stay there until I'm human again, and then I turn them in. I'm sure the ministry wouldn't release quite as many if I wasn't a werewolf, and speaking of wolfsbane potion did Snape leave any?"
"Nope." Said Remus "I checked, so if he did leave any he certainly hid it well."
"I'll brew it." Volunteered Saraan "I'll have to get into Snape's private stores though."
"Dumbledore will let you." Said dad. "Also would you mind mixing some bubo-tuber puss with some dragon salvia and put it in a jar. Shake it a bit. Then put it on a shelf where he's sure to see it and open it."
"Let me guess. It'll explode all over him, won't it?"
"Something along those lines."
"You'll never change will you?"
"No I won't. Now excuse me because I think I'll go eat dinner now." He answered.
He transformed into a dog and walked down the stairs.
"Guess you should too." Said Saraan.
We got up and walked down the stairs into the D.A.D.A room, followed by the adults (if you could call them adults). Out in the halls people were milling about. We had only walked about five feet when there was a sudden... BANG!
I jumped back looking around. Everyone pulled out their wands and I did the same. There was a hole through the ceiling and smoke poring through it. People started to cough. Then some one realized some thing.
"It's a muggle trick!" some one yelled "it's tear gas!"
Right away Saraan started using wind spells. Other people who knew them joined in, and soon the gas was gone.
"Who did that?" yelled Harry.
"I'll give you three guesses." Said Hermione sarcastically.
"Would Voldemort actualy use muggle things?" I asked.
"He wanted to surprise us." Explained Remus "if we weren't expecting it then he probably thought we'd die. But I think he forgot that we have muggle born students at this school who'd figure it out."
"What's going on here?" asked someone.
Professor Mcgonagall was coming up behind us.
"Gas." Said someone.
The professor looked alarmed. She started to mutter to herself about 'how could Voldemort attack the school with muggle things' and walked back around the corner to I assume alert all of the teachers.
Dinner was served in the common rooms that evening, but Hermione and I took ours up to the girl's dorm, so we could talk privately.
"Defenses around the school must be down." Hermione said digging into her mashed potatoes.
"I just can't believe that the infamous Voldemort has resorted to tear gas!" I started to giggle. "I shouldn't be laughing but it is funny. Shouldn't he be using the un-forgivables or something?"
Hermione shrugged "maybe he's trying a stealth attack, but no... the daily prophet reported that there have been many dark mark sightings so it's not the stealth game."
"Maybe he's trying to just weaken defenses." I said.
Little did we know how much he was planning to weaken defenses?

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Fiksi PenggemarA spinoff where I imagine what if Sirius Black had a kid...!