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The black werewolf sat silently, taking the time to wait for her courage to pick up, she had long black hairs running down her back as though she was still a puppy, not one you would want to pet. Janna heard a clicking of claws on the floorboards before her, her ears automatically shot up, in her sight she saw a little white ferret who stared up at his caretaker.

Ash squeaked at the werewolf, she leaned down, arching her back forward and sniffed his head before licking his face with her large tongue, he chirped happily like a canary, Janna felt her tail shift on the floor, brushing the petrified dust, the werewolf was happy she had a creature to at least have near that she wouldn't try to eat.

The smallish sized wolf with spindly legs crept through the room, smelling the bed, she pressed her nose to the old mattress, it mostly smelt like another wolf, and a dog... The wolf pulled her nose away, she looked across the floor at the stairs, her voice kept telling her to chew something... She then sat at the railing of the stairs and munched on that for a bit.

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Far away in a dark patch of ocean where it had been cold since the island's castle had stood, waves crashed into this castle, waking a large grey mass of thick grey fur, he felt a tingle in his fangs as he rested in his pallet made from cloth and damp straw. The grey wolf could feel something was coming, a change, not a shifting from beast to man... A large event.

The massive grey werewolf threw his head back and howled to the thick clouds, which blocked the moon from his gaze, a few howls followed. Greyback, his name was, heard the Aurors coming for him, their heart pumping blood... This wasn't  the blood  Greyback hunted for, no, he hunted for morsels, delectable children. So tender and so... Innocent.

The Aurors shot a stream of spells at Greyback to keep him at bay, by throwing chains at his neck and legs and silencing the large monster, he could even smell his last prize, the one he was most proud of. She was his revenge on Purebloods for treating his kind as lesser beings, and he never forgot her innocent face as she reached through the bars of the gate to pet him, as though he was a friendly stray dog... Greyback bit his tongue to have the sensation of blood rushing through his teeth, like it did six years ago.

Greyback threw his back, his snout smelling all the children's scents on all the Aurors' clothing, he wanted his prize back, her blood was riveting. The grey wolf smelt the air, hoping her scent would be catch by his sensitive sense of smell.

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The black werewolf heard an echo as she chewed on the downstairs sofa's pillows. Her jaw was still clamped on the pillow's stuffing when she turned her head to the north, she shivered, her body suddenly itched, she shrieked, making hollering howls and nervous whines. Her tail was tucked between her legs as she backed anyway from the north window, suddenly she fell back and knocked her back of the dusty floor, this made her jump and race through the house before skidding to a stop as she saw a broken mirror at her toes, she saw a grey wolf staring right at her, glowing yellow eyes.

The black wolf backed away with her back legs tripping her, she rolled and saw her fur was now grey, she shot up the stairs, tripping herself on her long claws. The werewolf scrambled to the bed and shot under the covering, shivering and whimpering, hoping this was all a dream, hoping she'd just wake up the next morning as a little girl again.

In a small portrait on a stand over a fireplace Snuffles watched in anguish, the shivering mass which was the black werewolf cried curling closer to itself I must help Janna. "Janna!" He barked running up and down the wheat field he was in "Janna you'll be okay! Nothing can hurt you!"

The werewolf lifted its head and saw a white ferret curled up next to her shoulder, she werewolf then let go of her tensions and spread out over the bed. Snuffles sat by his wheat field, watching the werewolf slowly drift off into sleep.

Through the night rustlings woke up the black werewolf, scaring her awake but she would be too groggy to react so the werewolf would fall back asleep. The morning brought a stream of golden light, Snuffles watched as the werewolf shrank into a young girl with dirty blotched skin, she stared out the window and held her ferret in her hand while massaging his ears. Janna sat in the sunlight for a while, her nose crinkled as she looked at her one hand which was covered in scratches and bits of glass protruded from the reddening skin.

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Janna walked back to the Whomping Willow's roots, Ash lead Janna with his flakes which floated in the tangles of the roots above like fireflies, she tried to catch a few but they all followed Ash, landing in his fur on his back, passing the newly released flakes which glowed far more brightly.

There was a small twinge in her left leg, she stopped to lean on the wall of the tunnel, letting her hand sink into the gravely dirt as she leaned off the leg for a few seconds, watching Ash stop and turn to wait for her. They trekked on further, to reach a shower of sunlight... Ash sewed through the roots, Janna gasped and tried get to Ash so he wouldn't get hit by the tree. As she shot her head through the hole Ash was leaning on the knot, picking at his teeth with his nails.

The damp grass brushed on Janna's hair when she pulled herself out the hole, Ash jumped through the grass arching up and down, looking over his shoulder to see Janna following behind him. As they got to the great doors Janna realised they were locked as she tried to open them by yanking on the clad metal hoops. Ash stared at her before sitting on her shoulder, bursting into a million pieces of white flakes, Janna waited for the white flash seconds later.

Around her she saw white, she swirled a little before her toes touched stone, she looked around as the flakes cleared away, forming the skeleton of Ash the rest of the flakes sped through the windows forming his muscles and skin to become the furry ferret Janna was familiar with.

A door opened and out came the nurse "Miss Black... Back so soon?" Pomfrey asked as she came from her office holding a tray of ingredients, like some sort of grass and gooey mass in a jar.

   "Yes, I found a... shortcut here" Janna explained, stroking Ash's chest, he purred like a dove while holding her hand in his small claws.

   "Alright then, sit in that bed, I will be right with you" Pomfrey pointed at the bed Janna was leaning on.