The Forgotten One

The story of a howl

The sound was coming closer and closer to where I was. By now you must be asking what sound? It was the howl of a werewolf and as said before I am not in the safety of the tree house. With nolock on the door and no way to get to the safety of the house. No way to get to aunt Mia and Uncle Monty. No way to get to James or Sirius or Remus. No way to end this night. Maybe it is a dream. Yes that's it I'm stuck in a dream. But if this was a dream wouldn't it be good? If it was a nightmare wouldn't I be back to the night my parents were killed? No this was reality and whatever this reality is I want out of it. The howl was getting closer. I know I shouldn't be scared. The werewolf doesn't know I'm here. Right? The noise got closer and closer. There was something different though. There is either more than one werewolf or 2 animals with it. Curiosity got the best of me again and I looked from where I was hidden behind a tree. Why is there a stag and dog with a werewolf? Why does it look like they are just playing around? My thoughts stopped when I heard scratching. To be more precise scratching on the very tree I'm behind right now. It knows I'm here. I started to panic but I knew I had to keep quiet so I did. Then I made a not so smart move. I ran, I ran towards the tree house and thankfully made it and started to climb. By the time I was in the safety of the tree house the werewolf was at the bottom of the tree. I guess I'm lucky it can't climb a ladder. I stayed there all night and fell asleep. There was one thing on my mind at that was the scars on the werewolf looked eerily familiar. Just like the eyes of both the stag and dog. But why? Where do I know them from? The next morning I was woken up in the tree house by the sun shining through the window. Breakfast was quiet and Remus was missing but also James and Sirius looked tired like they hadn't slept at all last night. Aunt Mia and Uncle Monty had already left for work before we came down to breakfast. After Peter went home yesterday due to a family emergency. After breakfast we left to head to are bedrooms to get some rest since we were all tired.

"James, Wheres Remus?"

"What do you mean Izzy," James replied.

"He wasn't at breakfast this morning. I know he wasn't feeling well but when I went to check on him this morning he wasn't there. So, Where is he?"

"He's in his room where he hasn't moved since..." He lied.

"Since?"

"Shouldn't I be asking why you were in the forest last night?"

"How do you know I was out there last night?"

"You're fighting a losing battle Prongs you might as well give up" Sirius interrupted,"He was thinking about telling her anyway and she already knows everything."

"No she doesn't Pads, all she saw we a dog, stag, and Werewolf," James said.

"She is right here ya know and how did you know I saw those things last night." The next thing leads to me finding out a secret. One I hope all of you can keep and not see the person any differently then what he actually is. I was dragged into Remus' room. Remus was in the bed looking awful like he hadn't slept at all last night.

"Guys why did you bring her here."

"She knows Remus, She was out in the forest last night. She saw everything. She must have left the safety of the tree house."

"Please say you guys didn't kill someone," I said.

"What no, Izzy seriously," James said.

"What you guys are being all secretive it's either that or the animals I saw last night are you guys"

"Bells please don't see me any differently than you already see me." I went on his bed and sat down next to him.

"Remus you know I can never see you any differently then I already see you"

"You might not when I tell you what I'm about to tell you," I looked at him trying to look reassuring.

"Remus you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," I said.

"No I want to," Remus took a deep," I'm a werewolf."

"Okay."

"Okay? I just told you I'm a monster and you just say okay. I thought you would be scared of me and run away. Why don't you hate me"

"Remus if monsters are book loving, sweater wearing, chocolate eating, sock folding, kind and caring people. Then you're right. You're a bloody monster. But since that isn't the definition, I'm sorry I'm not trembling at the sight of you," Then I hugged him.  Remus is the least monstrous person alive but because of society, he thinks he is. That needs to change. No one should feel like a monster because of circumstances out of there control. " Wait but if you were the werewolf, Who are the dog and stag with you?"

"what dog and stag?"

"The dog and stag with you last night in the woods. Who are they?"

"Oh, that is padfoot and prongs"

"Prongs? like what Sirius called James before? Is pads short for padfoot"

"yes""no" James and Sirius replied.

"Yes, after we found out about Remus we became animagus to help him when he goes through his furry little problem," James said.

"We who? We you and Sirius or we you,Sirius and Peter and if Peter what is he?"

"Peter's form is a rat and you can't tell anyone about this. We are illegal animagus." Sirius said. The rest of the day they explained everything. Why Remus was bitten. What their code names are. How everyone doesn't know the real meaning. That night was the quietest of the summer.  Remus went home a couple days later.