A/N: Ok this isn't LunarLuna, even though this is her chapter... Mihali1432 is writing this amazing Authors note! So yay! You get to see my AN first! Woot, be happy. Anyways, This is a colab, so it may or may not have a solid update schedule. Most likely it wont. LunarLuna will probably add an AN after this is up *You should! And maybe delete this one... Cause I wrote ch2!* Anyways, review on what you like! This story is also a Point of View switcher (POV switcher as I lovingly call them *My speciality!*) and this one starts on Laura's Pov! The pov of view of the character will *Hopefully* always be in an AN, as to not confuse you, each chapter only has one pov. Enjoy! Read! Review! Mihali1432, out!
“Gryffindor!” Cried the sorting hat. He looked so happy! I jumped off my chair and started clapping wildly.
I was so proud of him! My little Lou, finally in Hogwarts… And he’d been through so much already…
He jumped happily towards our cheering table. I turned to Tori clapping next to me, she smiled her widest smile. When he was close enough I hugged him tightly. He was like my brother…
No he was my brother. There was no other way to describe this.
“I’m so proud of you Lou…” I whispered. A small tear dropping down my face. I couldn’t see her but I knew somewhere at the Ravenclaw table Naomi was crying too.
Lou had become her brother too over the past years. And she was almost as close to him as I was…
“If I’m here right now it’s thanks to you Laura…” I hugged him closer, remembering how, in reality, it was my fault he’d been through so much pain… I’d never forgive myself for it. And he was so brave throughout it all…
“Gryffindor!” Cried the sorting hat. I smiled, glad the sorting hat had made that choice, but I wasn’t ecstatic like most. I was too worried for that.
I hope Lou’s okay…
I walked shyly towards the cheering Gryffindor table. And sat at the end of the table. There was no reason for Lou not to be okay. I told myself. I made sure there was no wild animals before I left him.
He’ll be fine.
I sat at the end of the table next to guy with dark brown hair and big brown eyes who looked like he was in third or fourth year.
“ Laura Norrisson is it?” he asked. I nodded, my mind elsewhere. I turned for a second as the Hufflepuff table cheered a girl whose name I hadn’t caught. “Well, welcome to Gryffindor! I’m Teddy Lupin by the way.” When I looked back his way I jumped:
His hair was bright blonde.
“How did you do that?” I asked.
He laughed a little.
“Now she speaks! I’m a metamorphmagus.” He held his hand out and I shook it. That’s about when Professor Longbottom called the last name. Victoire Weasley. I lifted my head up to look at her, as did many other students. Everyone knew about the potters and Weasleys!
She was a small girl, with golden blonde hair and cute freckles on her nose. When the sorting hat fell on her head, she sneezed, which made everyone laugh. She turned bright red and a few seconds later, we heard a loud rigging “Gryffindor”
Teddy jumped up and clapped loudly. She smiled when she saw him, which made me wonder if they knew each other. I clapped politely, biting my lip. I felt like something must be wrong. But what? Lou is perfectly fine. I’m just… Being overprotective again.
Overprotective. That must be it. That has to be it.
But when the food arrived I wasn’t hungry. I ate slowly. And whenever no one was looking, I snuck food into my pocket.
I wasn’t sure but I thought that the Weasley girl must’ve noticed this at one point, because she looked at me strangely, with a frown.
The feast seemed to take a lifetime, and then we had to follow the prefects to our common room. I shared a dorm with the Weasley girl, a tall, smiling black girl, named Alexandra and a particularly small sandy haired girl called Rory.
When I had planned this, I thought I’d go directly to Lou but… I guess I’ll have to wait for the other girls to fall asleep.
At twelve thirty I got up, and then snuck out of the castle. This was relatively easy, since no one expects a student to sneak out on the first day.
When I finally walked out the castle, I was surprised to notice it was still bright out… I looked up and was stunned by the beauty of the moon at this particular instant.
A full moon…
And then I froze. Fear dripping down my back.
A full moon…
No. That’s impossible. I’m worrying for nothing. Surely there are no…
It made no sense. But I felt my legs go faster. I started running. Until, out of breath I saw a dark figure lying on the ground at the exact spot where I’d left Lou…
There he was, on the ground, covered in dirt and blood, his blond hair was stained with red and his blue eyes were closed. There where scratches all over his body, and his clothes torn to shreds.
I threw myself on his body, shaking, and crying, not wanting to believe what I was seeing. This was my fault. I killed him. I… killed him. This wasn’t possible. This couldn’t be happening
“No, no no! You can’t do this to me Lou! Please… please be alive…” I whispered, shaking uncontrollably. That’s when I heard a soft grunt.
“I’m… okay… don’t worry Laura…” he said, softly, his eyes opening. And relief washed through me. But then I looked deeply into his eyes and they looked different. They were the same big bright blue eyes, but something inside them had somehow changed. I couldn’t identify it, I could just feel it. Something was changing inside him.
And I knew exactly what was going on.
I slowly traced my fingers around his face, and the blood was dry. A werewolf. He was turning into a werewolf. But he was so… young.
Six years old…
Attacked by a werewolf…
And it was my fault.
My entire fault...
I hugged him tightly.
“I’m turning into a werewolf… aren’t I?” he asked me. I nodded, tears in my eyes.
“It’s okay Laura, it just means that I won’t be hurt anymore. This is a good thing. If I’m going to live with the animals. I have to become one.” He told me, Laughing weakly.
I smiled and nodded. But my heart tightened. It was my fault. Because of me, he was hurt, and now because of me, he’ll hurt every month.