I'm so sorry this took so long to update, but stupid teachers like to give ridiculous amounts of work...stupid, i know. Hope you enjoy the chapter!

The first snowflakes of winter fell as I peered out the common room window

The first snowflakes of winter fell as I peered out the common room window. With my heightened senses, I felt Walt's slowly approaching presence behind me.

"Are you ready for our last training session before Christmas break?" he queried.

I turned around, my back against the wall, "Yes." I paused, "I'm really the leader aren't I?" I inquired, even though I already knew the answer.

He stood beside me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, and looked me in the eyes, "Yes, you are." he paused, "and the sooner you accept it, the better. Difficult times lie ahead for you Emily."

He must have seen the anxious look on my face because he said, "But I am more than confident that you will be able to overcome the obstacles." He put his arm around my shoulders and looked down at me, smiling.

"Thanks Walt." I said to him, "You know, you're like an older brother to me. You're always helping me out and giving me that extra boost that I need. Thanks a lot."

He smiled at me, "You can compliment me all you want Em, you still have to go to training today. I'm not so vain as to get caught up in your praises so much that I forget the clever little tricks that you use on your human professors."

I sighed deeply and then turned to look out the window once again, "Alright then, lets get this over with." I said with a hint of frustrated anxiousness in my voice.

I made my way over to the fireplace "Raven's Run" I stated when I was in front of the fireplace, hoping the password hadn't changed overnight.

Slowly, the fireplace moved backwards, into the wall, and then slid to the right, behind the wall. I looked back at Walt, he was staring forward.

He leaned towards me, "Part one of today's session," he paused, "Never look back." he whispered, "It is sign of weakness."

He returned to his still position, standing erect, eyes boring holes into the passage before us. I turned around and started forwards.

"Walt?" I asked as we proceeded through the passage and came to a long flight of stone steps.

"Yes, Emily?" he replied, watching his feet move down the cold descending steps.

"I know this may be dumb to ask of you, you probably have plans already, but, would you consider coming to my house for Christmas Eve dinner?" I asked, feeling somewhat foolish, "We—my mom and I, that is—have a nice social dinner with our friends every Christmas eve, and I'd like you to come if you can make it." I said, trying to be as polite and mannerly as possible.

I turned to look at him, he continued looking forward blankly, "I can't guarantee that I'll be able to make it, but I'll let you know." he said, pausing to look down at me, "Evan, Adina, and I usually have our own 'family dinner' if you will" his eyes grew distant, and his face became ashen.

He silenced his eyes and brought them back to the present, "I'll try to make it, and if I don't, there'll be thousands more Christmas Eve dinners of yours that I'll be able to attend." he smiled sweetly at me, fangs a shimmering white in the dark passage.

His arm flashed out to tensely grab my shoulder before I stepped forward. Puzzled, I looked forward. In front of me was Sam, her appearance alone was enough to give a human a heart attack. Her hair was streaked with silver, and her lower lip was coated with a thick silvery substance that was caked down her chin and dribbled onto her robes. Her ember-red hair looked like she hadn't brushed it in weeks.

"Dear God, Sam!" I exclaimed in terror, "What the hell happened to you?"

"She went hunting." Walt replied for her, "Alone." he added with a scornful tone.

"Oh puh-lease Walt," Sam scoffed, "You've done it before too." she paused, "Wasn't I the one who caught you then?" she raised her eyebrows in contempt.

Walt visibly stiffened, "That was under different contexts. You don't seem normal. What's wrong with you? Why can't I sense you standing in front of me?"

Walt made a move towards Sam, as if to sniff her, "Hel-lo!" she hissed, "Ever heard of 'personal space'? 'Cuz you really need to if you go around sniffing people."

Walt looked taken aback, as if he didn't know what to say.

"Sam, I think you should go clean up," I paused, "before anyone else sees you."

"Yeah, I think so too. Watch this one," she said to me, eyeing Walt, "he likes to keep his fangs sharp."

Before I even had the opportunity to question her about the comment, she dashed up the stairs.

I openly displayed my confusion on my face, Walt looked at me and said, "It's a long story, and we don't have time for that right now."

Walt latched his hand onto my wrist, and pulled me forward.

"Thanks, but I can walk on my own." I snapped, tugging my wrist free.

The next few moments were pure silence, as if there were a thick fog between the two of us. When we reached the ground floor, we stepped out into the open air of the castle grounds.

Walt began to speak, "Emily, I'm—"

"Shh!" I shushed, something was coming...something…human.

We both crouched down and hid in the shadows of the castle.

"There are three sets of footprints in the snow leading from the castle doors to your cabin." One person said.

I glanced at Walt, ignoring the conversation for the moment, who looked at me and telepathed, Its professor Umbridge. We, 'mythical creatures' if you will, don't have any classes with her because she works for the ministry.

What does that have to do with anything? I asked.

Watch this.

Walt stepped out of the shadows for a brief moment, causing himself to be visible, mentally and physically, and then stepped back into our hiding spot, still visible.

Umbridge walked out of the small hut, closing the door with a snap. As she walked down the steps, she halted for a moment, as if she sensed something peculiar. Then she stared at our hiding spot intensely, as if to stare us out of it. She started towards us, staring intently at our little hideaway. Then Walt shielded himself, he was no longer visible, not even to me, even though he was standing right in front of me. Then, out of nowhere, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Walt, I think she—

Shh! She can sense us. The ministry has placed a spell on most of their employees to allow them to sense the magical creatures around them. They have to 'update' the spell every so often. Her spell seems to be wearing off. She'll need to go in for a…checkup, I suppose you could say. Stay completely quiet, and completely still or she'll sense us. He said.

Don't you know not to say to stay quiet and still to someone! It's automatic reverse psychology! Now I need to move! I replied, aching to move.

Emily, hush. Please. And veil yourself; you don't want her to sense you either.

I mentally concealed myself, one of the tricks Walt had taught me in our training sessions. We stayed still, and quiet for several moments. She 'hmphed' to herself and then walked off.

What was that all about? I asked.

The ministry can't know we're here. If they find out that the human students at Hogwarts are in any possible danger they'll throw us out. We cannot be found. That's why there are rules about being in a human dormitory. Walt stated.

Oh. I said, Well…I guess we can get up now. I'm itching to get out of this spot.

I was about to emerge from our spot when Walt dashed in front of me, Em, stay still…something's not right. Can you smell it?

I calmed myself for a moment and drank in my surroundings. Something was off, something about our peaceful environment was not right. The smells of our surroundings weren't correct.

What's going on? What's that awful smell? I asked.

Walt didn't answer for a moment, I know what it is. He paused, jerking his head to the right, indicating a couple of people walking closer to our spot, it's werewolves. Another pause, then, Young ones, too. They should know bet—

"You know, we can smell you from a mile away you filthy blood-suckers" one said.

The other one, slightly shorter and much bigger, more muscular, laughed.

Walt stepped out from his place in front of me, indicating that I should stay down.

"What's the problem here? You're out of bounds. You are not supposed to be in this area." he demanded.

The taller one peered at Walt in the darkness, "Hey, man, don't I know you from somewhere?"

Walt stiffened slightly, "No, no you don't. Now…scat! You're not supposed to be here. Go away!"

They both looked at each other, and then the taller one said, "What the hell do you think we are? Cats? We're not just gonna run away because you tell us to."

Walt became agitated, "Look, I have things to attend to. And dealing with you mongrels is not one of them. So can you please let us through and –"

"Um, us? I only see one of you. Where's the other? I was beginning to think that all that stink must've come from one really big stinker. But I guess it's two of you." he paused, "Come on out, we're not gonna hurt you. It's not time for us to eat yet." He looked to the shorter one, "Although, I think we should head back to the Great Hall after this. I'm getting kind of hungry."

The shorter one nodded his head in agreement.

I looked up at Walt for any sign of what I should do. Reluctantly, he motioned for me to stand up and walk towards him.

"What, walking around with a human? I thought that wasn't allowed." the tall guy said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Em, did you take down your mental shield? Sometimes that blocks the smell." Walt said under his breath.

"What was that?" the short one said, "What did you call her?"

Walt didn't answer. Don't tell him your name. Werewolves are no better at keeping secrets than ladies at a hair salon. All their secrets are revealed to their pack when they transform.

"What's your name little lady? Is it Emily?" the tall one asked, "Luke talks about you all the time, you know Luke, right?"

I slowly nodded my head.

"Oh wow! So you must be the famous Emily. Geez, he talks about you non-stop. It's like you're this celebrity in our clan. Everyone's been dying to meet you. Luke wouldn't let us though. He said we wouldn't understand. But what's not to understand….you're human…s'not like you're a blood-sucker."

It was at that moment that I let down my shield.

"Oooh. So you are a blood-sucker. Well, that complicates things for little Lukie. Inter-breeding isn't allowed." the tall one said.

"We'll tell Luke hello for you, if you'd like that is." the short one said, "Dude, are you sure I don't know you from somewhere? You look really familiar." he said, looking at Walt.

"Yes, I'm sure. Now run along. Get back on your own turf." Walt said, hurriedly.

"Yeah, yeah, we're going." The tall one said, "Goodbye little lady, We'll be seeing you."

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