Upon hearing the news of her friend being tortured into insanity and currently living in St. Mungo's hospital along with her husband, Jenna was silent for long minutes in shock before she finally broke down to tears.

  "H-how — wh-why her — h-how could anyone do that to her," Jenna cried on Remus's shoulder. "She didn't deserve that — she never deserved that..."

"I know, Jenna, I know," Remus muttered, running his hand up and down her back.

"It shouldn't have been like this — she had a son! She — she didn't know anything! IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY!"

Remus said nothing. He only tightened his grip around her.

"I-it was supposed to be us, happy together... Sunday lunches at my parents' house with my husband and brother and his wife and kid... we were supposed to gather around every once in a while, all of us, with you, Sirius, James, Lily, Marlene, Alice, Frank... but now — now it's all ruined. Everyone's gone..."

     She cried the whole night in Remus's arms as he tried to comfort her, until she finally fell asleep in his embrace out of exhaustion.

    With that, Remus placed her down on his bed and drew the blankets on top her. He then took a spare pillow, wanting to buckle up on the floor for the remaining hours of the night to get some sleep, seeing as he had his first class early tomorrow.

    But the moment he was about to leave Jenna's side to sleep on the floor, her hand grabbed onto his wrist, stopping him.

     Remus looked back at her with a sad frown on his face. She had her eyes closed but she was still whimpering lightly and crying quietly as she held onto his hand.

     "Please don't leave me..." Jenna whispered miserably, a tear rolling down her cheek.

      Remus hesitated at first, but then again he had never seen his friend like this; so broken, so sorrowful. So he let out an inaudible sigh before slowly getting under the covers with her, bringing her into his arms.

      So Remus just caressed her hair and placed a soft kiss on top of her head with an arm wrapped around her as she sobbed into his chest, and he whispered, "It's okay... I'm here..."

***

The next day, Jenna woke up to the feeling of someone shaking her gently on the arm. She groaned as she tried to get up, but her headache was weighing her down.

     "Wake up, Jenna," said Remus softly, patting her arm softly.

     Jenna finally opened her eyes with strong effort, sitting up and leaning her back against the headboard.

    "Here, I brought you some breakfast," said Remus, handing her a few toasts with a smile. "McGonagall gave me weird looks when she saw me nicking them."

    "Thanks. I was growing sick of cat food." Jenna chuckled, taking them from him. "Minnie's still here, then."

    "Yeah," he nodded with an amused grin. "And guess who's the new Potions professor?"

    "Woah, Slughorn retired?" Jenna's eyes widened, taking a bite of her toast. "Who's replaced him?"

    "Snape."

    "Snape — Snivellous is here!?"

    Remus chuckled, nodding again. "Better not call him that now. Anyway... I better get going. I've got my first class in half an hour."

    "I can't believe you're teaching this year." Jenna grinned. "Also, I'm glad to know you still carry chocolate in your pockets wherever you go, Remus."

"Yes, well," Remus smiled, "some old habits never die."

"Well... good luck, Professor," she said, winking at him.

Remus laughed lightly, giving her a small wave before leaving her alone in the room.

    But the moment Remus closed the door behind him, Jenna's smile faded. Her mind was still racing and she did all she could in her power to stop herself from crying again.

Everything was messed up in her head; from the news she had heard about Alice, to her anxiety about Sirius being caught and sent back to Azkaban, or catching Pettigrew, and having to keep her presence at Hogwarts a secret from Dumbledore.

Jenna knew there was no way Dumbledore could understand. He would just send her away again. And more of that, she knew she couldn't look him in the eye without wanting to curse him for what he took away from her, no matter what his reasons were.

So turning herself back to Crookshanks, Jenna left the room and made her way back to the Gryffindor common room.

She sat there near the portrait of the Fat Lady until someone finally swung it open and so Jenna took the opportunity, getting quickly inside.

She wanted to go up to the boy's dormitory to search for Pettigrew, but the door was closed and a few sixth and seventh year students were sitting in the common room for their free period. So she didn't do anything suspicious.

Jenna knew she still had time to capture Pettigrew and she didn't want to screw it up and make him escape. So she had to take things slowly and carefully.

That night, when Harry and his two friends finally got back to the common room, they took their usual seats and started on with their homework.

Two of the people in the common room who had caught Jenna's eyes the most, were two boys with red hair who were identical twins.

The way they laughed and talked about their pranks reminded Jenna of herself and James when they were young.

"Oh hello, Crookshanks!" said Hermione as the cat hopped on the chair next to her. "Where have you been all last night?"

  "Just keep her over there, will you?" said Ron irritably, turning back to his homework. "I've got Scabbers asleep in my bag."

Jenna's head shot up at those words, her yellow cat eyes staring down at the boy's bag.

Harry yawned, taking out his parchment and quill out of his bag and getting to work as well.

  "You can copy mine, if you like," said Ron, labeling his last star with a flourish and shoving the chart toward Harry. Hermione, who disapproved of copying, pursed her lips but didn't say anything.

Jenna was still staring unblinkingly at Ron in her cat form, flicking the end of her bushy tail. Then, without warning, she pounced.

"OY!" Ron roared, seizing his bag as Crookshanks sank four sets of claws deep inside it and began tearing ferociously. "GET OFF, YOU STUPID ANIMAL!"

Ron tried to pull the bag away from Crookshanks, but Crookshanks clung on, spitting and slashing.

"Ron, don't hurt her!" squealed Hermione.

      The whole common room was now watching the chaos; Ron whirled the bag around, Crookshanks still clinging to it, and Scabbers came flying out of the top.

"CATCH THAT CAT!" Ron yelled as Crookshanks freed herself from the remnants of the bag, sprang over the table, and chased after the terrified Scabbers.

One of the twin boys made a lunge for Jenna but missed; Pettigrew streaked through twenty pairs of legs and shot beneath an old chest of drawers.

Crookshanks skidded to a halt, crouched low on her bandy legs, and started making furious swipes beneath it with her front paw.

Ron and Hermione hurried over. Hermione grabbed Crookshanks around the middle and heaved her away. Ron threw himself onto his stomach and, with great difficulty, pulled Scabbers out by the tail.

"Look at him!" he said furiously to Hermione, dangling Scabbers in front of her. "He's skin and bone! You keep that cat away from him!"

"Crookshanks doesn't understand it's wrong!" said Hermione, her voice shaking. "All cats chase rats, Ron!"

"There's something funny about that animal!" said Ron, who was trying to persuade a frantically wiggling Scabbers back into his pocket. "It heard me say that Scabbers was in my bag!"

"Oh, what rubbish," said Hermione impatiently. "Crookshanks could smell him, Ron, how else d'you think —"

"That cat's got it in for Scabbers!" said Ron, ignoring the people around him, who were starting to giggle. "And Scabbers was here first, and he's ill!"

With that, Ron marched through the common room and up to the boys' dormitory, causing Jenna to glare at the back of his head furiously.