I Rewrite My Life Beneath The Moonlight

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Disclaimer = This is my first Harry Potter fic and it disregards some of the facts in Book 6 as it is set in the 6th year at Hogwarts. I will post the link for feedback at the end. Enjoy.

I Rewrite My Life Beneath The Moonlight

Chapter 1 - Butterflies

I looked nervously up at the scarlet steam engine, with a look of fear and anxiety. This would be my sixth year at Hogwarts and if it was anything like the year before, I admit, I don't want to go back. To make things worse, I now had no best friend to confide in. It's going to be like my first day here at Hogwarts all over again. Chloe, my best friend, had fell ill over the summer holidays, and her parents say she will not be returning to Hogwarts this year.

I looked down at my glistening watch, the time was almost 11:00am, so I plucked up the courage to board the train. As I was walking past all the compartments I realised there were none empty. 'Right', said the voice in my head, 'the next compartment I come to, I will ask the people in it if it's ok that I sit with them'.

My jaw dropped as I reached the next compartment. Sitting there was none other than Harry Potter.

"Um... Is it ok if I sit in here with you? Everywhere else is taken..." I shakily said, my Sheffield accent sounding more broader than usual.
"Yeah. Sure." He replied, "I'm Harry."
"I'm Rebecca. Becky for short." I smiled.
"You a fifth year?" He asked.
"No. Sixth."
"Are you a Ravenclaw?" He asked, looking weirdly at me.
"No. A Gryffindor."
A puzzled look was on his face.
"Never seen you before..." His green eyes widened at me.
"Well. You know, I keep myself to myself."

He smiled and looked out of the window. I brushed my hair out of my brown eyes, which were lined with black kohl. Most people would say I resembled a goth but I don't think so. I'm anything from it. I pulled a note pad out of my bag and began to doodle. Even though I was a witch, I was fascinated by art and graphics. I put my ball-point pen to paper and began to doodle. I looked up and noticed Harry looking at me. I smiled and resumed doodling. The compartment door slid open and in walked Neville Longbottom.

“Hiya Harry.” Neville said.
“Hi.. Neville...” Harry muttered back.
“Hiya Becky.” Neville said to me. I waved back, indicating I had noticed him. “How’ s your grandmother?”
“She’s ok. Yours?”

Mine and Neville’s grandparents knew each other, so I’ve known Neville before I started Hogwarts. Like Neville, I also lived with my grandmother. But not because my parents were ill, it was because my parents were, and iIstill think they are, Death Eaters. My grand mother found out about them and snatched me away from them whilst I was still young. No one knew about this. Not even Chloe. It’s a secret I wish no one will ever know. I also shared another secret. A secret so terrifying... This was the reason I didn’t want to return to Hogwarts.

Neville and I were embraced in an hour long conversation before he left. I had noticed Harry had fallen asleep. I’d never realised how good looking he was until this day on the train. I tried to imagine what it would be like if me, Rebecca Shaw, befriending Harry Potter. But surely, he wouldn’t want me as a friend?

*

The journey from Kings Cross took ages, but now I feel even more nervous about actually being at our destination. I left the train and hurried off to find a carriage up to the castle. But I was too slow for Harry to catch up with me.
“Sorry I dosed off back on the train. You can come share a carriage with me, Ron and Hermione if you like?” My heart skipped a beat.
“Um... Ok...” I stuttered out at him.

I walked up to the carriage with him. Ron and Hermione were already sat in, and they were bickering.
“Ron... Hermione... This is Becky... I thought it would be nice if she come and sat with us...” Harry said. Nice. That word makes it sound as if he only asked me out of pity.
“Yeah. Of course. Hi, I’m Ron.” I smiled at him and smiled at Hermione. I thought it would be a sensible thing not to say anything on the way up to the castle. Ron and Hermione resumed their bickering. Rain lashed down on the sides of the carriages and I was dreading the moment we got out.

That time came and once inside the Entrance Hall, we all resembled drown rats. Harry smile at me again. We walked side by side into the Great Hall, and my infamous butterflies returned.
“Well see you.” I told him as I began to sit down on my own near the end of the table.
He looked at me.
“No. Come sit with us.” He tugged on my robes as I began to get back up. Dumbledore began with his speech and finally the feast began. All the first years were looking gob smacked when the food appeared out of thin air. This by far was the best beginning to the year. I realised I had made a new friend in Harry and Hermione. I got the impression that when I first met her in the carriage that she disliked me but I was wrong.

Dumbledore finished his last speech and it was time for bed. We all made out way back up to the Grffindor common room.
“Becky. You can come share a dormitory with us this year if you want? There’s a spare bed...” Hermione told me. I took her up on the offer. Harry wished me good night and disappeared out of sight. I walked up the girls stairs and finally found the dormitory. I lay back on the bed and thought about that nights events... One thing troubled me. Why were they being so ‘nice’ to me. Why were they befriending me? Why were they befriending a werewolf?

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Chapter 2 - Tears Fall Like Rain Drops

September was drawing to an end, and October was edging ever so nearer. I was terrified about the next full moon, which was according to the last time I had transformed, is in a weeks time. I had been putting off the thought of going to see Professor Dumbledore for a week now; somehow, I had no nerve to do so. But I couldn’t let my friends know I’m a disgusting creature of the night...

Professor Dumbledore was one of the teachers at Hogwarts who knew about my little secret. He, Hagrid, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape (why Dumbledore had to inform him of all people, I don’t know) were the only ones who knew.

Last year (when I was in my fifth year), when it was near the time for me transforming, Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore would take me deep into the Forest and to some sort of ‘cage’. This was so I wasn’t running wild around the forest. I hated it so much in that cage; many a time I bit myself in order to taste the flesh I was longing for.

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“What lesson we got now?” Ron asked, we a sense of misery in his voice (we had just had Divination), as we walked down the spiral staircase.

“Care of Magical Creatures.” I informed him, moving my hair out of my eyes. I saw Harry’s face light up.

“We get to see Hagrid.” smiled Harry.

The walk down to Hagrids was quiet, with only the sound of the slight rustling of the trees in the breeze. Draco and a bunch of Slytherins were already standing outside of Hagrids cabin.

“Harry, I’m standing over here, away from them,” I pointed at the group of Slytherins, “ I hate it when they start criticising me about being a ‘Goth’.” I emphasised ‘Goth’ with finger quotations.

The lesson came to an end, which meant the school day was over. As I was just about to leave, Hagrid stopped me. I told Harry and the others I’d meet them in the common room.

“Yer thought ‘bout when ya gonna transform?” Hargrid raised his eyebrow

“Well.... Yes... And no... I hate that cage, Hagrid.” Tears were filling my brown eyes.

“I kno’ ya do. But it’s for ya own safety an‘ others.” He told me, with a touch of sympathy in his voice, “Come on. Lets take ya to Dumbledore.” I followed Hagrid up to the castle, my stomach doing back flips. The little voice in my head was telling me I was doing the right thing.

Hagrid said the password (Liquorice) and before we knew it, we were stood outside Dumbledores door. Hagrid knocked and the faint voice of Dumbledore called ‘Come in’. I followed Hagrid in, and immediately I saw Fawkes; Dumbledores beautiful phoenix.

“Oh. Rebecca. I was wondering when I would get a visit from you.”

I smiled back, nervously at him.

“Do sit down Miss Shaw. Now, then. What’s the problem?”

I took a deep breath and began to explain about my worries for when I transform. Tears were still in my eyes.

“Lets see... The only option is still the cage, Rebecca -”

“But, Sir, I hate it. I tend to go mad in there. I bite and scratch myself.”

“I know that, Rebecca, now let me finish my sentence. The only option is the cage, although this time, I will inform Professor Snape to concoct the Wolfsbane Potion for you. Is that ok?”

I nodded, even though I had no clue what he was on about.

He continued with what he was telling me before. “The Wolfsbane Potion will ensure that you keep your mind once you transform. Do you understand so far?”

I nodded.

“Come see me in Professor Snapes office tomorrow evening after dinner. He will explain more of the details. Now, I feel that you wish to go back to the common room?”

“Yes, Professor...”

“Well, off you go then.”

I hurried out of his office at the speed of light. I had apprehensions but at least my mind was at ease now.

*

Back at the common room, Ron and Harry were sat doing Professor Snapes essay. That essay he had set us was the most hardest thing I have ever had to write. I wasn’t really good at Potions. Or Divination or Transfiguration for a matter of fact. And I was awful at Defence Against the Dark Arts. I had talent in Charms though. That was the easiest subject for me.

“Hiya. What’s up with you?” Harry asked, his green eyes fixed upon me.

“Nothing. It’s nothing. I’ll see you in a bit.” I walked towards the stairs. I began to climb them, my heart beating fast. Once out of sight, I sat down for a minute, and felt the cold stone under my hands. There was something wrong. The whole me being werewolf thing was getting to me. What if Harry, Ron and Hermione found out? I’d feel so ashamed. Tears began to fall once again.

I was thinking about Professor Dumbledores proposition. I think I will take the Wolfsbane Potion to keep myself sane. I wiped my eyes, smudging my eye make-up and made my way up to the dormitory. It was empty. I pulled the hanging around my bed so I was out of sight. I lay awake for ages, just thinking. What if I had my Chloe back? Everything would be so much better. I miss her so much, it’s unbelievable.

I heard the door slowly open.

“Becky... It’s time to go down to the hall... You coming?” It was Hermione.

I pulled back my hangings, my eyes were all red and swollen from crying. Hermiones facial expression changed from happy to concerned.

“What’s happened? You ok? Anyone said anything to you?”

I shook my head and began to tell her all about me missing Chloe, even though that was only a small part of what had triggered me off to start crying.

“Listen. You’ve got me, Harry and Ron now. Harry’s taken a great liking to you.”

Any other girl would be jumping for joy at the news of famous Harry Potter taking a liking to them. But I wasn’t bothered; even though he was gorgeous.

“Come have some food...” She pulled at my wrist. I got up and followed her down to the Great Hall. I didn’t want to face Harry or Ron.

“Look.” Hermione told me, “I won’t tell the guys what you have told me.’

I smiled.

“See. Smiling already. Just don't mention anything to Harry. I heard him and Ron talking the other night.”

“Ok.” I managed to say. My mouth was so dry. I needed a nice cold drink of Pumpkin Juice. I sat down and Harry stared me straight in the eye...

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Chapter 3 - Secrets Slip?

“What’s up?” Harry asked whilst placing some roast potatoes on his plate.

“Nothing is wrong Harry. I’ve already told you that once.” I snapped, whilst rage was growing inside of me.

“Well why the red eyes and zooming off out of the common room?”

“That was... Look. Why should I justify myself to you?” Ginny, Seamus, Dean, Neville and a few more Gryffindors stopped eating to look around. “It’s not as if we’re joined at the hip or going out or something?” I picked myself up and walked, frustrated out of the Great Hall. I shook my head in disbelief of what had happened. I made my way up to the Owlery to send a letter to Chloe. I had to make a detour back to the common room first to pick up some parchment and a quill.

Finally I was up with my Owl, Jakey, a beautiful Eagle Owl. I began to put quill to parchment. After half an hour, I read my letter.

Hi Chloe.
Hope you’re feeling better soon. I’m missing you so much. Harry Potter and his friends have taken me in as their friend but I’ve just like bit Harry’s head off at dinner. I feel so bad now. Anyways, school is quite boring without you. The next Hogsmede trip is in two weeks time. I’ll buy you a present and send Jakey with it. Well, write back.

Love Becky xxx

P.S. Get Well Soon.

I looked at it and neatly folded it up and tied it around Jakey’s leg.

“Take this to Chloe, okay? And when you get there, give her an affectionate nibble like you used to.”

He hooted at me and took off into the nights sky. I watched his ghostly silhouette against the moon, and as it slowly faded I turned around. All the owls were starting to get restless as it was night. I noticed Harry’s owl Hedwig had awoken.

I let out a great sigh and decided to head back to the common room. Although, I got no further than the doorway, as Harry was stood there, blocking it.

“What you doing here?” I hissed at Harry, “You’re the last person I want to see.”

“Look. I don’t know what’s happened, but can’t you just accept that someone wants to try and sort it out with you? And listen to your problems?”

“I don’t need an agony aunt.” I shot back. “I can deal with this on my own.”

“You can’t. The way you’ve been acting lately is...” He trailed off mid sentence.

“What?”

“...Weird. You wasn’t like this when I first met you...”

“Well. People can change. True colours can emerge. Never judge a book by its cover. Now, if you don't mind, I need to go.” I tried to brush past him but he held me back. He was too strong for me.

“No you don’t. If you leave now, I’ll only find you in the common room.”

“I’m still not telling you.” I sighed.

“Why not? Look. A problem shared is a problem halved.” sympathy filled his voice.

“Yeah. Well this problem can’t be halved. Not when I’m...” I stopped. I almost told him.

“You’re a what?”

“Forget it.” Tears began to fill my eyes again. Why was I so emotional today? He noticed the tears and pulled me close into a hug. Tears did begin to fall but not fast. They reminded me of estuaries not rivers. I pulled away.

“I’m sorry. It’s just everything’s getting on top of me... School work... Missing my best friend...”

“It’s ok... You don’t need to explain.”

He hugged me again.

“Common room?” He asked. “We can do Trelawney’s homework together.”

I smiled and walked down the stone steps with him.

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The following evening, I had my meeting with Snape and Dumbledore. Snape had agreed to make me the potion.

“One thing... What shall I tell Hermione? She’ll notice I’m gone at night...” I asked.

“Well. I’ll leave that up to you to decide. You may tell her if you wish too. But she must not tell anyone.” Dumbledore explained, “We don't want the school knowing one of it’s bright (yeah right) students is a fluffy (is he just trying to make me feel better, by calling me ‘fluffy’ when I transform?) creature of the night. Remember what happened to Professor Lupin.”

Professor Lupin was the Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers when I was in my third year at Hogwarts. The school found out he was a werewolf and he resigned.

“Okay... I’ll think about it. But I shall tell you if I do decide to tell her.”

“Thank you. You are free to go.”

I left Snapes office and headed towards the Marble Staircase. The dungeons were so dark and meandering. How did the Slytherins put up with this?

“Oi Shaw.” It was Pansy Parkinson, one of Draco’s ‘groupies‘. “What you think you’re doing down here.”

“None of your business.” I told her, with despite in my voice.

“Ooh... Touchy... The Goth is getting abusive.”

“Oh go lick Draco’s shoes or something,” She didn’t like that at all.

“Why you little -”

“What’s going on...” Snape had emerged from his office, shortly followed by Dumbledore.

“It was her... She stopped me and started on me.” Pansy replied, with puppy dog eyes.

“She’s lying.” I told Snape.

“Now now...” Dumbledore cut in “Becky back to your common room.”

I hurried off as fast as I could and back to the common room.

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“Becky come here.” Harry shouted. I walked over to him, “Your owl’s been.” He handed me the piece of parchment. I unfolded it and began to read.

Hello Becky.
I am ok. I’m glad you’ve got some friends who are there for you. I have a problem though. My parents say this is the last letter I am allowed off of you or any of my friends. I’m so sorry. I miss you too and shall miss you even more.

Love Chloe xxx

P.S. Miss you and Jakey already.

I swore loudly. Harry looked at me. I could tell he was going to say something, but he stopped. Instead he put his arms around me and he cuddled me in front of the fire for a few hours until we both drifted to sleep...

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