Thick Smoke

Hello Father

The students from Hogwarts have been nicely shown to the Great Hall were they were going to spend the night. Remus wasn't to be found while it seemed like Snape was everywhere. It was annoying how the students weren't allowed to go anywhere without Percy Weasley approving (not even when one needed the bathroom).

Eliza rolled on the other side and glanced outside, ignoring Seamus's soft snoring. The room was filled with sleeping bags that were enlightened only by the moon. She was curious what was Remus doing and if Snape's oh so kind gift was working or not.

The green eyed witch couldn't do anything until after midnight, when Percy went to speak with professor Flitwick about Black. She tiptoed out of there, opening and closing the door in utter silence before she headed to the Common Room. She was in need of shoes and wand so she could go look for Remus; or at least werewolf Remus. It was a full moon and she had to be careful not to get caught.

"Hey! Who's there?" Filtch's voice echoed in the corridor, making Eliza freeze.

Her green eyes moved from side to side, searching for a place to hide. In the end, she ran outside, down the hill where she stopped in front of the willow.

It took Eliza a few more breaths before she finally calmed down, massaging her chest. That was probably the most exercising she has done in the last few years. She could still remember the last time she ran: it was a full moon and she was curious how Remus looked like a werewolf so she innocently opened the basement and took a peek.

Unfortunately, Remus noticed her and her smell got imprinted in his mind which became a big problem afterwards. Ever since, one of them has been forced to leave the house for one night per month.

"Those were good times." She mumbled, rubbing her arm.

It was night and she was standing in front of an old willow. The wind was picking up but everything else seemed suspiciously quiet. Maybe it was the Dementors that made everything seem so gloomy or maybe she was just too paranoid.

The brunette narrowed her eyes at the tree and took one more step before she stopped and stared at it.

"It's so silent......" She trailed, folding her hands in front of her chest to keep herself warm.

At one point, while the moon was hovering over everything and anything below, she heard it- she heard the howl of a wolf. Eliza had heard that sound for most of her life but she still got goose bumps.

One detail that Lupin always avoided was where he was hiding when the transformation begun. He never told her where he was going at night. She sighed and rubbed her forehead, annoyed that she ran out without thinking first.

A growl and a light whirl sound made her rise her head and survey the place once more. There it was, at the base of the willow, a black dog of bigger dimensions than normal ones. She had quite a shocking reaction: none. Eliza was staring at the dog with so much intensity that even the animagus took a few steps towards her, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

Being a curious person herself (and probably reckless) Eliza got closer to the dog, even when the animal's expression changed into a snarl and growled. With every step towards the subject of interest, she could hear movement yet her eyes were set on the dog.

She only had the chance to watch as the huge branch hit her and threw her aside.

The student groaned and rubbed her side, feeling something itchy surface. Eliza noticed the same branch swirl and go for another hit; she had no power to do anything but close her eyes and hope it won't throw her far. She was waiting for the hit but instead of something rough touching her, Eliza felt something wet and sticky.