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Title: Moon Baby: Part One
Author: YaoiBoyDemonLover

Rating: R, death, violence and brief hints of sexual content

Disclaimer: Okay, here’s the deal: I don’t own ANY of the Harry Potter Characters, I just enjoy playing with them. The title is from a song by Godsmack. I do however own Seth Reede, Anthony Reede, their parents, Dr. David Ellington, Amber Kelson, Bruce and Giovanni S. Seth was created a long time ago, before the Harry Potter books, as was his family and yes, even Giovanni. I finally found a good place to right Seth into where it makes sense so you know that I have to. Thank you Princess for letting me borrow your near the full mooon makes ‘em randy theory. I’ll love you forever for that, and so will Seth and Remmy.

Warning: Suggested Slash

Pairing(s): Suggested Draco/Ron, Seth/Amber

Dedication: To Princess. I want to thank you for giving me the courage to write Seth’s story. I found the title right after you signed off and wound up scaring poor Charlie over it. Oh, did you know he thinks he’s Voldemort now? See what we have done to that boy?

Moon Baby

ONE LAST GOODBYE
Moving. Leaving. Going away. Not coming back. I know I’ll miss this place; I lived here all my life. The house. The yard. Yes, even the neighborhood. I never fit in well with the others. They were cruel. The things they did were wrong.

I’m almost glad I don’t have any friends. At least there’s no one to leave behind. Still, there is one last goodbye. I’ve put it off for too long and its nearly time to leave. This is my final hour here. Our flight leaves tonight, but it’s a long ride to the airport.

Now I take my last walk around the house of my childhood. Not that it can really be considered something to remember. It isn’t over yet. The backyard looks so empty without Anthony’s old swing-set. He would be too old for it now. We both are. No more childish games. No more happiness. No more Anthony.

This was Anthony’s favorite spot, under the tree in the corner of the yard. It was his favorite place. He would sit here for hours, doing nothing, just being alone. I would join him here sometimes. I still don’t understand why he tried so hard to be alone so often. It hurts to be alone.

I kneel under the tree, fighting the tears that sting my eyes. He’s gone. My brother. Dead, and alone. ‘ Anthony, why? Why you and not me? Why were you the one to want solitude, to die? Why, when I was the one who despised it and begged for death.’ It almost hurts to speak. I hold back the sob that threatens to overpower me. I will not give in to it. I will not. Cannot cry. Not anymore. I’m sorry Anthony.

Things move in slow motion. I pull the pendant from my pocket and hold it above the hole I had carefully dug in the water-softened dirt. The jade wolf reflects the sun as I examine it. My brother. The wolf. ‘ Rest in peace.’ Finally it drops into the dirt and I cover it quickly, holding my breath.

I stand again and make the sign of the cross. There is no one around to hear me pray for him. But my vois sis still a barely audible whisper. ‘ In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit.’ My voice cracks slightly but still I continue. It was his wish.

‘ Amazing grace,
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch
Like me.
I once was lost
But now I’m found
Was blind
But now I see.’
A single tear slides down my cheek as I turn to leave. I retrace my steps to the front of the house and sit on the porch. I’ll wait for them here. They shouldn’t be long.

THE DEPARTURE
I hate airports. They’re always so crowded and loud. There are always too many people that don’t mind their own business. My father is busy getting the tickets so I must wait here, in this very uncomfortable chair. How can people relax in these?

My father, I look so much like him. Both of us have the same dark brown spiked hair and tan skin. His Hawaiian heritage gives his facial features that exotic shape, as it does mine. However, I have my mother’s eyes. A glass-like shade of deep, dark green that always reminds me of the stained glass windows of a church. My father’s are a smoky brown. I would prefer his eyes. I would prefer to be *exactly* like him.

‘ What’s wrong Seth?’ My father asks as he sits beside me. He hands me a small ticket with my flight and seat number. I know he is concerned. He has reason to be. Anthony’s death hit us all pretty hard. It was, after all, the reason my parents could no longer live together.

Usually when things bother me I don’t react properly. For most of my life my mother forced o weo wear anything I could to cover my throat. As if anything could hide my ‘ problems’. That was how she referred to the suicide attempts. The scar across my throat, and the older ones on my wrists, those were my … problems’. All of them were too messy. That was how I was caught each time. I could never remember to try a clean way of doing it. The blood always gave me away.

‘ We will now begin boarding at this time, starting with first class. All first class passengers please.’ A woman’s voice over the intercom got me out of answering. My father and I stood and walked over to the large metal door.

A NEW HOME
I like the new neighborhood. We’ve been here for a few weeks now. I’ll be starting school soon. I’ve been transferred to Hogwarts due to the new living situation. I’m hoping that it won’t be like my other school. I hated it there.

I have to meet Amber in a few minutes. She’ll kill me if I’m late. We’ve been going out for four days now. She’s the only other sixteen year old that lives close by. It’s been weird having a friend, and even stranger having a girlfriend.

The park where we meet daily now is pretty close to my house. It was were we first met. I know she’s there already, waiting. I can almost see her tapping her foot impatiently and glancing at her watch every few seconds.

It was just as I suspected. I can see her red hair as it falls over her denim jacket. She’s sitting on the bench exactly how I thought she would be. She’s so impatient. I know...I’ll sneak up behind her.

I take a few slow, quiet steps and prepare to jump over the bench and grab her. ‘ Seth, don’t even try it!’ Amber turns to face me, her expression revealing her boredom.

‘ How do you do that? I didn’t make a sound this time!’ I choose to walk around the bench instead of jumping over it as I had previously planned. She shrugged as I sat down beside her. ‘ So, what do you want to do?’

Amber’s mouth curves into a sinister half-smile as she brushes her hair out of her face gracefully with her hand. ‘ What do you think I want to do?’ She purrs. I feel her arm slide around my neck and her hand tangle in my hair. She pulls me closer to her, closing her eyes. I take the invitation and kiss her softly, our mouths touching only slightly before I pull away.

‘ Amber, there’s something I have to tell you.’ I’ve put this off for too long. If I don’t tell her I miI might not be able to later. She looks at me, a bit confused. I continue. ‘ I’m not going to be going to school here. I have to go to a school that makes it difficult for me to live at home.’ The look on her face makes me stop talking.

Her gold eyes lock on mine. It’s hard to tell if she’s hurt or angry. ‘ You’re going away? You’re leaving me?’ Her voice is barely above a whisper and it makes me wonder if it was something I was supposed to hear or not.

‘ Just for the school year. I’ll be back for Christmas, and in the summer.’ I tried to look away from her but her eyes held me there, hypnotizing me. What is it about her eyes? Why can I not look away from them?

‘ No, you’re *leaving* me!’ Amber’s normally calm voice had reached a high-pitched scream. ‘ How could you?’ She looks so hurt but why? What could be so bad about me leaving? Its not like I wont be coming back.

I take her in my arms and hold her against me. ‘ Amber, don’t worry. I’m not leaving you. I’ll be back, I promise.’ She’s shaking now. She seems so fragile.

Amber pulls herself from my grasp and stands up. ‘ I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget.’ Stifling a sob, she turns and runs off in the direction of her house. She had been planning an end of the summer party for a while now. She told me it would be a good chance for me to meet some of her friends. I promised her I would go but I’m not sure if I should. Not after what just happened. I think I’ll stop by her house tonight and tell her my father has something planned for tomorrow.

THE ATTACK
The night air feels good as I walk. I haven’t really had the time to go out at night since we moved here. There’s been so much going on that I haven’t had the chance. I made time tonight. I have to go to Amber and tell her I won’t be going to the party tomorrow.

The sky really looks nice tonight. The stars are all out and shining and the full moon gives off enough light for me to se were I’m going. I know Amber’s parents wont be home tonight. They had mentioned something about going to see some play this evening. It’s the perfect time to talk to Amber.

Her house seems so dark tonight. None of the lights are on. I hope Amber didn’t go out. I knock on the door and wait. No one seems to be home. Amber’s bike is in the driveway, I don’t think she would have left it here. Maybe I should just go and talk to her in the morning.

A sudden crash from inside the house startles me. Someone is in there. I know she leaves the key under the rock by the door. I quickly lift the rock and remove the key. I hear another crash. Swiftly, I force the key into the lock and turn it. The door opens easily and I am engulfed by the total darkness as I enter the house.

‘ Amber? Are you here?’ I call out to her but all I can hear is a deep growl from her bedroom. I know that I must seem like someone in a horror film right now. I head strait for the sound without trying to figure out what could be making it beforehand. What does it matter? This isn’t a horror movie, its real life.

The doorknob won’t turn. Whatever istherthere is locked in. I have to make sure she’s all right. With a hard kick I manage to break down her bedroom door. A flash of dark red fur and sharp white teeth rushes towards me. My head hits the floor hard enough to nearly knock me out. I fight for my consciousness. A pain so sharp it burns tears through my abdomen as the animal’s teeth cut into my flesh. I struggle for anything that may get this *thing* off of me.

The only object I can reach is a table. I grab for it, hoping I can use it in defense somehow. The pain blinds me and I can hear a frightened yelp come from the thing pinning me to the floor. It stumbles away from me, staggering and I notice the hallway lamp smashed nearby. I must have knocked it off the table.

I get up and run out of the house as fast as my legs will allow. The pain increases with each movement and warm blood slides down my body. With my hand covering the wound as much as possible I manage to make it home. My father is still at work that means I have time.

Immediately, I rush into the bathroom and remove my hand. My shirt is torn only slightly, that could be a good sign. I tug at the once white, now red material and lift it over my head. It hurts as the shirt peels away from my injured flesh. I let it fall to the floor.

A large bite mark is cut deep into my abdomen. Out of instinct I turn on the cool water and wet a towel. The cool dampness feels good against the wound. It’s not too deep. I can handle bandaging it and no one has to know.

THE PARTY
I find myself at the party that I had vowed last night not to attend. Of course this ‘ vow’ was made last night before an animal attacked me in my girlfriends room. The loud music is distracting and it hurts my ears. Every sound seems to now be increased.

Bruce, Amber’s flamboyant friend, seems to be handling most of the conversation. His high-pitched voice stings my ears and echoes in my head. I shake my head violently, attempting to shake out all sound. I look up in time to notice Amber looking at me oddly. When her eyes meet mine she jumps.

‘ Oh no, uh Seth, we need to talk. Right now.’ Her tone is urgent and I can almost feel the shock in her voice. I nod and follow her as she leads me to her room. Nothing seems disturbed in her house. The table is as it was last night only the lamp is now gone. There is no sign of struggle anywhere in the hallway outside her room. If it wasn’t for the pain I felt wit each step I would say that it was all just a dream.

‘ Seth, there’s something you should know.’ Amber stated as we entered her room. She motioned for me to sit down. I hesitated for a moment before lowering myself to the chair. ‘ I didn’t think you would come here last night. I hoped you wouldn’t. But you did, and now, you’re like me. I know this isn’t going to make any sense but I just want to tell you that I’m sorry.’ Tears slowly filled Amber’s eyes.

Again I shook my head. ‘ What are you talking about?’ This was all a little too confusing. What did she know about last night? She hadn’t been there. Or had she?

‘ I know that you were bitten by something last night.’ Amber looked away from me and stared out the window. I opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words to express my confusion. ‘ You were bitten by a—’ She stopped. I know she was hoping the sentence would finish itself but I was still lost.

Finally she spoke again, her voice so low I was shocked to hear it and understand. ‘ Seth, I’m going to tell you something that is well, it’s a little bit unbelievable. You have to listen to me, and please try to have an open mind. Will you do that for me?’

‘ Yes.’ I managed to choke out after a brief pause. Amber walked to her marble vanity table and lifted up a mirror. She brought it to her bed and sat down, placing the object face down beside her. I stared at her, even more confused than before.

‘ Seth. Do you believe in—no, I can’t say it like that? Seth, where were you bitten?’ Amber’s eyes were different now. She had an almost superiority about her as she studied me. I lifted my shirt enough for her to see the bandage. ‘ I see.’ She looked back to the mirror and lifted it, holding the glass to her chest. ‘ Have you seen your eyes this morning?’

That was an odd question. Why would she ask me that? I shrugged. ‘ What do you mean?’ She turned the mirror to me and I jumped away. My eyes, they weren’t mine. They were hers. My eyes were the same golden color as Amber’s.

Amber sighed. ‘ Set please don’t be so scared. I guess the best way to say this is to just spit it all out and hope you understand. You have been given a great power, Seth. You are as I am now. A werewolf. This is something to be proud of.’ The room began to spin and I felt my consciousness slipping. Amber’s hand struck my face hard. ‘ Don’t Seth!’ She yelled. My ears stung and my mind went blank.

‘ I have to go!’ My own voice hurt my ears as I ran from her room, trying to run from what I was, what I am and what I might become.

HOGWARTS
I suppose I have to tag along with the first years. It *is* my first year here but I’m a transfer. I’m actually in my fifth year but moving made going to my former school a bit impossible. I feel a little out of place here. The Great Hall is amazing. There are so many people though. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing. Apparently I have to be sorted into a house as well.

The sorting hat is placed on my head. I can hear it shout Gryffindor to the assembled students and faculty. Hopefully that’s a good thing. As soon as the hat leaves my head I jump up and nearly run to the Gryffindor table.

‘ Welcome to Gryffindor.’ A friendly red haired boy says holding out his hand. I hesitate before shaking it. ‘ Ron Weasley.’ His blue eyes sparkle as he smiles.

‘ Seth Reede.’ I fail at my attempt to hide my nervousness. I scan faces at the table slowly. I feel awkward. I almost want to be the one in the background. You know, the one that no one pays any attention to. The one that’s always alone.

THE FIGHT
‘ Fine then! The astronomy tower tonight at midnight!’ Malfoy screamed at Ron as I managed to pull them apart. It seems every week they get worse. Ron fails at his attempt to break free from my grasp. I’m much stronger than I look. I suppose tomorrow night being the full moon helps a bit.

‘ Ron, just let him be. He’s not worth getting in trouble.’ Harry helps me lead Ron to the other side of the great hall. Keeping them apart isn’t working and I know that Ron isn’t going to back down from the fight. The two of them had been arguing about Hermione again. Ron defending her and Malfoy acting like a wizard-Hitler.

WHEN FIRE MEETS ICE
I tried my to to keep Ron from going, but he managed to slip out while I was occupied with other things. I don’t know what he’s doing there but I can just imagine what Malfoy will look like tomorrow morning. Let’s hope the boy doesn’t bruise easily.

He should be back any minute now. How long does it take to beat the crap out of someone? I hear footsteps; Ron must be outside the door. Yes, it has to be him. He’s opening the door and—whoa! He reeks of Malfoy. ‘ What took you so long?’ I ask, tilting my head as he sits on his bed not answering.

‘ Who won?’ My curiosity overpowers any patience I have been able to gather.

‘ Um, I think I did.’ Ron’s voice is strange, there’s the scent of confusion I’ve never picked up on before in anyone. I slide off my bed slowly.

Taking the few steps between our beds I lean over him and breath in deeply. ‘ You smell like Malfoy—and—*oh*!’ I jump back as I catch a familiar scent hinting at the events that must have taken place in the astronomy tower.

‘ What?’ Ron looks up at me with fear in his eyes. He sniffs his shirt, trying to catch the scent only my newly enhanced sense can pick up.

I shake my head and laugh quietly. ‘ So, had a wrestling match then? Don’t worry. I wont tell Harry you screwed Malfoy.’ I return to my bed and lay down again. Ron tries to protest but appears to be unable to form any words. He knows I can tell if he’s lying. He just doesn’t know how I do it. No one knows and I plan to keep it that way.

That scent, its so overpowering. I push away the images in my mind. I try not to wonder what it would be like to take Ron. To have him moaning in pleasure beneath me as I—*no*! Why can’t I get my mind off that? Maybe if I go for a walk. A nice long walk should help. Yes, a walk outside. Near an abandoned place, surrounded by trees and shrubbery. No one would see us there. We wouldn’t be caught. What’s wrong with me?

I violently shake my head. I need to stop thinking like this. This is ridiculous. Why is it now? Why am I just now having this problem? ‘ I’m going for a walk. I’ll be back later.’ I mutter as I run out of the dorm. This can’t be happening to me.

THE CALL OF THE WILD
My footsteps are the only sound through the empty corridor as I hurry to escape my thoughts. The fresh air should help me relax a bit. I really need to find out what my problem is. Maybe once I’m outside I’ll be able to think of something other than Ron. Why Ron? Why would I be having these thoughts about Ron? Is it because it would be convenient to be with him? No, that’s can’t be it. I don’t feel that way for him. I feel only…lust.

Once outside I sit in the shadows of the Forbidden Forest. I allow myself to lean back against a tree and close my eyes. I feel strangely safe here. Somehow it seems that I don’t need to pay attention to anything around me. I should be fine sitting here. Alone.

Lost in thought I barely notice the presence of another nearby. I feel a hand on my shoulder. As I jump I manage to hold back a threatening growl. My eyes settle on the man kneeling beside me. His light shaggy hair falls across his deep golden eyes. His eyes, they’re the eyes of a werewolf. His scent, it’s not human.

‘ What are you doing out here?’ He seems concerned as he helps me to my feet. A smile spreads across his face slowly. I shudder, not knowing if it’s from cold or’I want to avoid that thought.

‘ I-I’m. I couldn’t sleep?’ I know he can sense the lie but I haven’t time to think of a better explanation. He laughs softly. I can feel myself blush and I turn away from him quickly. ‘ I’m sorry, I’ll go back to my dorm.’

‘ Have you made arrangements with Dumbledore for tomorrow night?’ His hand closes lightly around my arm, turning me back to face him. For a moment I just stare into his eyes. Arrangements? What is he talking about? ‘ Tomorrow night’s the full moon. Do you know what you’re going to do?’

I hadn’t thought about needing to make any arrangements. I was just going to lock myself in an empty classroom, or run into the forest until dawn. ‘ I don’t understand. What arrangements would I need to make?’ He motions for me to follow him and I obey.

THE PLANS
Remus Lupin, the man who prevented me from doing something that could endanger the entire school. We went to Dumbledore, who sent us to Professor Snape. The new ‘ arrangement’ is for me to join Remus in his room tomorrow night. Professor Snape will bring us the potion we need and I’ll stay my first transformation with Remus. He said he’d help me through it. I hadn’t thought about the pain, though I suppose having your bones twisted and stretched must not feel very pleasant.

Remus took me back to his room after our meeting with the others. He assumed I had questions about tomorrow night but honestly, I can’t think of any. It might be a good idea to at least talk about what will be happening. I have no idea what to expect.

‘ It hurts?’ I mumbled more to myself than anything else. Remus nodded, a look of pity on his face. That face; so beautiful, so perfect. *Stop!* It’s starting again. Why can’t I keep my thoughts away from things that shouldn’t be in my mind?

I stand, preparing to leave. I cant take it anymore. I need sleep. A walk didn’t help, sleep might. His hand closes around mine. ‘ Are you sure you don’t have any questions?’ Remus asks, looking into my eyes. I bend to press my lips against his, shuddering in pleasure from the contact. I pull back quickly but he moves forward, nearly keeping me from ending the kiss.

‘ I’m sorry. I-I don’t know what came over me.’ I quickly pull my hand from his and prepare to bolt out the door. I hear Remus stand slowly when I turn my back to him. His arms circle my waist and he places his head on my shoulder. I let my eyes close, confusion leaving me, replaced with lust.

‘ It’s the night before the full moon. That’s perfectly normal. No one told you about what you are?’ Human ears would not have been able to hear him. His voice was too low, too soft. I shook my head, afraid to let myself speak. ‘ As the full moon approaches, our sex drive becomes almost unbearable. It’s that way for everyone. You have nothing to worry about.’

I turn in his arms to face him. ‘ So is that why I’ve been having thoughts I never considered before?’ I pull him against me and run my hands along his back. My head rests on his chest and I sigh softly.

‘ Yes. But I think you should go now.’ Remus lets go and turns away from me. ‘ I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be here right now.’ He says through clenched teeth. I move forward, reaching out to him but my and falls back to my side after a moment and my eyes drop to the floor.

‘ I understand.’ I manage to say before glancing at him one last time on my way out the door. I run in the direction of my dorm. Once there I collapse on my bed and force myself into a deep sleep.

LUNACY
I awoke in a cold sweat. The night sky was turning a shade of navy blue. I lay there for a moment, panting uncontrollable. I had another nightmare. They’ve been happening more often than usual lately. My brother’s death keeps replaying in my mind at night. The screams as the car spun out of control and smashed against a tree, crumpling like a gum rapper crushed in someone’s fist. My mother yelling for us to get out of the car as the fire started and the shriek of terror as my brother realized his foot was caught between something.

My mother had been driving drunk. We got in an accident. I tried to help my brother. I remember pulling him with all my strength, trying to get him out of the car. Then there were the hands pulling me. My mother forced me away from him moments before the car exploded. I hit her. I screamed at her. And when I asked her why she didn’t let me die with him she replied only with a smile that I knew all too well.

She never loved my brother. She blamed me for her problems with my father. She would beat me when he got mad at her. I would stand there and take it. She was my mother; I would never raise my hand to her. Until the night I watched my brother die.

I stood up and shivered as the cold air hit my bare skin. I threw on a white bathrobe and left the dorm. I knew where I had to go. I would do anything to stay this time. I wouldn’t back out. I walked through the corridors in the cold night air. The robe does little to keep me warm and I wish I had taken the time to put a pair of pants on over my white silk boxers. It seems like these things keep in the cold.

I don’t have much father to go, thank goodness. The room is fairly close. I duck behind an opened door as Filch’s horrible excuse for a cat scampers by. That was close. Once she disappears I continue on. I wonder what would happen to me if I get caught. Would Dumbledore understand why it is so important that I reach my destination?

I’m almost there now. All that’s left is to knock on the door. I bring my fist up but stop. From inside I can hear a soft moaning. I listen for two different voices but only hear one. I sniff the air, attempting to detect the scent of anyone in the room. I only catch the familiar smell of Remus. I hesitate, not knowing if I should interrupt, but wanting to.
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