[COMPLETED] Book One
Immer Rein has been a repeated phrase throughout the young Black children's lives that they hardly knew anything else, the term 'always pure' was to be upheld by any means necessary.
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Cassiopeia Aurora Black was not what her p...
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It was a strain on any of the Marauders to see their best mate go through the changes of the moon, however since Aurora had been the smartest of the bunch, her tracking had made it all the more easier to plan accordingly. If he needed a break she would come in and aid him politely and with a stress-free environment. Even claiming that she stole one of her roommates sweets to get him on track.
However, something about this night had Aurora feeling sick. Queasy even. And no, unfortunately in Sirius' case it was not Rabastan's kisses that made her feel this way.
There was something rather haunting about tonight, other than the issued full moon.
The young girl ventured out first, hiding away upstairs, away and out of sight. Mere minutes later did she hear Remus starting to get ready through his own private ritual as the others just so happened to get an assigned detention.
McGonagall had done Remus a favor and rescheduled it on a later time for him, but the rest were not that fortunate. However, since Aurora was the only one, it truly felt like old times.
Seeing Moony, playing and responding to questions pertaining to where the rest of the pack would be. She said they were traveling and claimed that she didn't know when they would be returning.
Pretending to act said gave Moony something to strive for and pretenatally giving him a task in upping her attitude. With him distracted it gave less attention in attacking himself and it had him rather playful...
That is, until there had been footsteps.
"Human...HUMAN!" He had roared, and it was a monstrous difference between that of his conversation between Salem or the rest of his pack. This had been a full-fledged werewolf, and instead of anything else this turned demonic.
Not caring for the being in front of him had he flattened her to the ground in hopes of getting closer to the body downstairs.
Salem quickly roared in warning to whomever the dumbarse out of the three had been, however as she took a whiff it hadn't been Sirius. His cologne was highly distinct, as was James'. And Peter usually smelled of dinner or lunch from the day, but this was sour.
But very familiar.
Her heart plummeted as she instantly sped off to follow Moony and as she saw the sight above as she was ready to pounce on top of the werewolf who was stalking high and mighty to the one and only: Severus Snape.
