One one war ended another began.

The four boys solemnly got a hold of their wands , James with his invisibility cloak. It was time to capture the man and bring him to the headmaster. As they got ready to walk out of the dorm Kingsley made his way inside.

"Where are you guys going?" He asked.

James shrugged nonchalantly. "Setting the Slytherin Dorm on fire. Wanna join?

"Maybe another time." Replied Kingsley.

"Sure Kings." Replied Sirius. "See ya soon."

With that the four of the walked out and rushed down the stairs. Passing a snogging couple in the common room they practically fell out of the Portrait hall. James quickly covered them all in the invisibility cloak and walked to the the courtyard. The sun was setting but the masked man was already there. The edged closer to him.

"On my count...One...Two...Three!"

They took off the cloak and pointed it towards the man.

"Put the wand down." Commanded James.

The man looked towards him and laughed. "Or what you gonna turn my hair pink?"

His voice was low cold and familiar. Though no one was sure where they could place it.

"That's actually not a bad idea." Said Sirius.

"Shut it Sirius!" Hissed James.

The man laughed and headed towards the Willow, the four boys close behind him hexes spilling from their lips. But they had expected this would happen. The four boys soon found themselves in the musty earthen passage beneath the Willow. Remus shot ahead, none of the boys questioned how deftly he moved through the passage while they stumbled and tripped over each other.

He soon found a steep incline and climbed up into shack. The man was trying to pry the door open.

"Damn it!" They heard him curse. "How man more shields has this got!"

"Expelliarmus!" Cried Sirius. The spell missed, shocked the man turned around.

"Well what have we here? Four of Hogwarts greatest Pranksters? You're no match against me."

"Obviously because we are much better." Retorted Remus which sent the other boys giggling.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Said Peter, just as he had practiced and the mask fell off the man's face.

"Professor Woodbead?!" Exclaimed James.

"You're a Death Eater!" Cried Sirius.

"How did you know the term?" The realisation hit the man. "You're Regulus's older brother aren't you. He's a charming little fella. But a coward through and through, can even watch the Cruciatis curse being demonstrated on filthy muggles."

"For the record." Said Sirius coolly. "You can't even stand up to us. My brother has every right to be afraid of the Cruciatus curse." He paused. "He's as much of a Gryffindor as I am."

"Don't make me laugh!" Cried the Professor.

He's a talker. Realised Remus. We have to keep him talking and when he's off guard we can strike.

"What are you trying to achieve anyway?" Asked Remus. "You and your stupid cult?"

"Cult?" Professor Ambrosius Woodbead laughed. "If you knew what were are capable of...Oh but you'll know soon enough..."

"Anaticula!" Cried James. The spell blasted against the Professor but didn't seem to harm him.

The Death Eater laughed and pointed his wand at Sirius.

The boys stared furtively at each other. Sirius screamed for dramatic effect.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Instad of a jet fo green light a small fluffy duckling emerged from the wand. The four of them howled with laughter.

"Never underestimate the power of Practical Jokes!" Said Sirius grinning. "Expelliarmus!"

This time he didn't miss and the wand flew out of Woodbead's hands.

"Incarcerous!" Came Remus's determined voice and Woodbead was bound.

"So this Moldytort..." started James.

"Voldemort!" Corrected Woodbead.

"Yeah Moldytort. What does he want?"

"Didn't the little snivelling traitor tell you?" A cruel smile graced the Professor's lips.

"You want to take over the school." Supplied Peter. "But why?"

"What does he want with a grimy old castle?" Asked Sirius. Though he knew Hogwarts was far from that.

"You control the next generation you control the future of the nation." Said Woodbead. "This grimy old castle as you say is full of secrets you can never imagine."

"Thanks we're going to make it a personal mission to find them all out." Said James proudly.

"Why do I even bother..." muttered Woodbead.

"Why didn't you act earlier?" Asked Remus. "You had plenty of opportunities."

"There is a curse on the Defence against the Dark Arts teaching post."

"Cheerful..." murmured James. "Still doesn't answer our question."

"The DADA Professor will only last a year and Lord Voldemort beseeched that that I take this position. I was ordered to locate a secret entrance or create one myself since you can not dissapperate from outside the school to inside.

"I spend two months locating an overt passage. I found it one night as Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey emerged from under the Willow. That night I entered and found the shed and a werewolf. But there was another problem. The only way out was though the Willow since the shack's door was heavily guarded by charms."

"So the day you helped Severus." Realised Sirius. "You stole his book on shields so you can brake down the charms on the door. And that's what took you so long because there are so man charms."

Then a splintering pain shot through Remus. Violent as it roared through his limbs. He looked out the window.

The full moon was on the rise.

How could he have forgotten? This changed everything!

He managed to stop himself from crumpling to the floor.

"Get out of here!" roared Remus.

"Remus are you mad!" Came Peter's reply.

Not yet Peter but I will be soon.

"Go!" Remus continued. "Leave! Get Dumbldore orMcGonagall. Tell them I'm here but don't come back."

"But..." started Sirius.

"You promised you'd listen to me! Now GO!"

Remus doubled over. Sirius and Remus wouldn't have moved had Peter not dragged them out of the shack. At least he knew there was one friend who could keep a promise..

"Relashio." Remus released the Professor. "Go I don't want hurt you."

The Professor got up and took up his wand as Remus crumpled to the floor in pain, screaming in agony. He could feel the clothes around his rip open and his mind slipping into that monstrous void.

"You're the werewolf..." the man whispered. "I should have known. The signs...."

Yes he was the werwolf. He let out a howl to let the man know that he was there..

"You don't deserve to live." Said the man. "You deserve pain."

The wolf scanned the man. Pathetic useless human with his pathetic useless wand. He'll kill him. It drove his senses into a frenzy.

He pounced.

But he was too slow. The man had already waved his pathetic useless stick and the wolf froze in mid-leap. His shoulder slammed against the wall. The bones crunched, the wet whisper of blood reached him, a squelch as his muscles tore. His shoulder shattered.

"Crucio!'

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A little longe hope you liked it!