A Wolf's Demise

As Teddy Lupin and his two faithful friends embark on a rough journey through their sixth year, they have to cope with werewolves, animagi, metamorphogises, centaurs, and young love. But will they have the strength to defeat their newest enemy, that threatens to disrupt life in the forest as they know it?


11. Slughorn's Office

     The second I reached the boys dormitories, I recounted everything Taurus had told me to Sky and Newt, who of course, had waited for me. I had not paused for their gasps or questions, but plowed on to the plan I had pieced together in my flight to the tower. 

   "I am going to Slughorns office. Tonight. It has worked before and it will work again." I said.

   "Ted-" Newt interjected, his face concerned.

   "No. It has to be tonight. The Draught of Sanitatem takes at least 2 days to brew. If I don't get it started then it won't be ready in time for taurus. I'm already pushing the limit. His son is fatally ill. I'm not even sure if he will be alive in three days time." Sky and Newt were silent. I stood, pulling my invisibility cloak from my pocket.

     "I want to come." Said Newt and Sky at the same time. I raised my eyebrow.

     "No use saying no, Ted. We will just follow you." Said Skylar before I could retort.

     "Besides, you could use my help. You aren't exactly a potions master." Newt laughed. I sighed.

     "Fine. But you better not get caught, or our animagi plan is a bust." I slipped my cloak over our heads, illuminating my wand to cast light upon the marauders map.

     We made our way to slughorns office a quickly as we could. Thanks to the map, we dodged Mrs.Noris in the 3rd level corridor and Filtch on the 1st. When we had finally reached professor Slughorn's office, I removed the cloak from our bodies.

"Ok, heres the plan. Newt, you make the potion. Sky, you take watch. I will bring you all the ingredients. If he begins to wake up, I have the cloak in my pocket." They nodded in consent and we stepped inside. Newt went immediately to a cauldron, prodding a fire to life underneath it. I brought him everything he whispered to me as he threw them into the cauldron, occasionally crushing an ingredient or reducing it to a powder. After about 10 minutes, he picked up the cauldron and we all rushed to moaning myrtles bathroom. Newton lit yet another fire in an empty toilet bowl, placing the cauldron over it.

"We should be ok to leave. Ted, you gotta come back to tomorrow to make the sure the fire is at precisely 105.7 degrees." I nodded, and together we made our ways back to the common room, into our dorms and behind the sheet of our four posters, wondering if this was really worth all the trouble.


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