She Hated Him! Nah, She Didn't: A Jily Fan-Fiction

Part Eighteen - Werewolf?!

Two weeks after we returned to Hogwarts, I wake up suddenly in a cold sweat from a nightmare. It keeps recurring and in the nightmare, Voldemort kills my parents and then proceeds to kill James and all of my friends. Considering this is very possible, it's very very scary.

James and I have been alternating which room we sleep in together and today we're in his room. Nothing more than sleeping, talking, and a little snogging happens which I had to reassure Marls of many times. I sit up and immediately notice something's wrong. James isn't here.

"James?" I call out alertly. When I get no answer, I throw on sweatpants and James' quidditch sweater and walk into the common room. He's not there either. I check the bathroom as well. No trace of him.

I run out of our common room and run to the Gryffindor common room. I struggle to remember the password and then it hits me. "Pluma phoenix!" The Fat Lady yawns and swings open, without looking at me. "James?' I call out and get no answer but see Marls sleeping on the couch. I shake her awake. "James is gone?" "What? What are you talking about?" She says sleepily. "James isn't in his room." I stutter out, picking my words carefully. I don't want her to know we've been sleeping in the same room. "Ok and?" "And we have to find him!" 

I grab Marls hand and pull her up off the couch, much to her annoyance. We walk into the boys dorm, and none of them are there. "What the hell?" I say, looking around the room for some kind of sign. "It's probably nothing. They might just be in the kitchen." Marls sighs. I sigh. "Yeah, probably." I say, ignoring the sinking feeling in my stomach. "Goodnight." I call out as I walk back to my dorm. I'm about to get in bed when something catches my eye outside. The whomping willow has stopped moving. My eyes search around that area and see a black dog, a big sort of creature, and a tall dark haired boy. Is that James? What is he doing with those animals? Is he ok?

I run out of my room and down the stairs to the main entrance. Surprisingly, I find a door open that leads outside. I run towards the frozen whomping willow and call out, "James?" Where James was before, there is now a brown stag surrounded by a black dog, a gray rat, and... Remus? "Remus?" Remus growls and I notice something. We're illuminated by a light glow. It's a full moon.

Remus jumps at me and the dog rams into his side, knocking him over. The black dog pulls Remus away from where I am frozen in shock. Remus is pulled around the back of the tree and they disappear. I gasp loudly when I don't see them again. The rat is now gone, and the stag trots towards me cautiously and nuzzles its head on my shoulder. I look him in the eyes. I know those eyes. Hazel eyes. Am I going insane? "James?" I whisper, extremely confused. Suddenly, the stag transforms into a human. James.

What. The. Actual. Fuck? "What on earth?" I gasp and James grins sheepishly. "I was going to tell you sometime soon." "You're an... an Animagus?!" My eyes widen in surprise. He nods. "And- and Remus is a werewolf. And the dog and the rat must be... Sirius and Peter?!" "We'll explain later. You saw, so they'll have to tell you." James says, placing a hand on my shoulder. 

"But why didn't you tell me? Are you illegal animagi?!" "We'll explain everything later. I promise you. But I couldn't tell you because Remus is very sensitive about it and doesn't really want people knowing." I glare at him mixed with emotions. I'm scared for Remus, mad that no one thought to let me know, and happy and relieved to see James. 

He ruffles his hair and looks at me, his eyes begging me to understand. My glare softens and I throw my arms around him. "I was so worried when you weren't in your room." "Sorry." he murmurs and we step inside Hogwarts. "Because I had just had a nightmare that- that my parents and you and all my friends were-" I take a deep breath. "You were all killed by Voldemort."