To Be A Werewolf - The Completed Series
written by Dora Scamander
In the depths of the Forbidden Forest lies a sparkling remnant of the magical Philosophers Stone, said to grant a wish to the one who discovers it. But there are other things in the forest... Xanthe Wilder has never fitted in. And being a werewolf doesn't exactly help. But with her loyal friend Aster and the help of some other mysterious companions, can Xanthe free herself from her dark secret before it's too late?
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Aster's Scheme
Chapter 4
I stared at her. "You are insane."
Aster did not laugh. "No, I'm not! Xanthe, this could work!"
I did not know whether to laugh or be shocked. "Us?" I said. "Find this wishing particle or whatever? If it even exists?"
"It does." Aster answered, to my surprise.
"How... how do you know?"
"You know how I... I have a weakness for dares?"
I nodded. Aster would do anything if it was put as a challenge. Her rivals were constantly coming up with rule breaking schemes, trying to get her into trouble. She seldom did, and achieved the dares with ease.
"Well, this time it was Barbara Plankton. She said I had to go into the heart of the forbidden forest."
I raised my eyebrows. "And you did?"
Aster nodded. "Sorry I didn't invite you, but you were in charms."
"Go on."
"Anyway, while I was in there I came across the centaur herd."
"Did they see you?"
"Nope. But I listened -"
"Eavesdropped, you mean."
"Fine, eavesdropped on their conversation. They were talking about the particle!"
I drew in my breath.
"They were asking one centaur if he had hidden it well enough. At first I had no idea what they were talking about, but then when I outwitted Ellis Grumber and found this book I understood everything!"
I shook my head, half exasperatingly, half admiring. "Still, though. Professional magiarchaeologists haven't been able to find it. Why should we?"
Aster bit her lip. "I'm still thinking on that. But you have to believe that we can, Xanthe. Don't you want this?"
Did I want it? Of course I wanted it. But there was another flaw. "What about you?" I said softly. "You've come up with all this. Wouldn't you want the wish?"
Aster shook her head. Firmly. "I only want for you to be happy."
I stared at her, and thoughts were whirling through my head.
I had never truly belonged at Hogwarts. Though I knew it was a wonderful place, but I was bullied sometimes, not because anyone else knew what I was, but because of my - strange nature, you could say. Quiet, shy, ugh, you know. Aster was there, but there was something else that I wanted, deep inside. And maybe, maybe if wasn't a werewolf anymore, everything would change. Maybe I could belong.
I took a deep breath. Then:
"I'm in." I said.
Aster did not laugh. "No, I'm not! Xanthe, this could work!"
I did not know whether to laugh or be shocked. "Us?" I said. "Find this wishing particle or whatever? If it even exists?"
"It does." Aster answered, to my surprise.
"How... how do you know?"
"You know how I... I have a weakness for dares?"
I nodded. Aster would do anything if it was put as a challenge. Her rivals were constantly coming up with rule breaking schemes, trying to get her into trouble. She seldom did, and achieved the dares with ease.
"Well, this time it was Barbara Plankton. She said I had to go into the heart of the forbidden forest."
I raised my eyebrows. "And you did?"
Aster nodded. "Sorry I didn't invite you, but you were in charms."
"Go on."
"Anyway, while I was in there I came across the centaur herd."
"Did they see you?"
"Nope. But I listened -"
"Eavesdropped, you mean."
"Fine, eavesdropped on their conversation. They were talking about the particle!"
I drew in my breath.
"They were asking one centaur if he had hidden it well enough. At first I had no idea what they were talking about, but then when I outwitted Ellis Grumber and found this book I understood everything!"
I shook my head, half exasperatingly, half admiring. "Still, though. Professional magiarchaeologists haven't been able to find it. Why should we?"
Aster bit her lip. "I'm still thinking on that. But you have to believe that we can, Xanthe. Don't you want this?"
Did I want it? Of course I wanted it. But there was another flaw. "What about you?" I said softly. "You've come up with all this. Wouldn't you want the wish?"
Aster shook her head. Firmly. "I only want for you to be happy."
I stared at her, and thoughts were whirling through my head.
I had never truly belonged at Hogwarts. Though I knew it was a wonderful place, but I was bullied sometimes, not because anyone else knew what I was, but because of my - strange nature, you could say. Quiet, shy, ugh, you know. Aster was there, but there was something else that I wanted, deep inside. And maybe, maybe if wasn't a werewolf anymore, everything would change. Maybe I could belong.
I took a deep breath. Then:
"I'm in." I said.
