Hogwarts: The Blood of the Truewolf

by Kiricen

Summary:

When Enid Sinclair, a 14 year old truewolf with a phobia of wizardkind is invited to attend Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, not only is her sanity put to the test, but so is her bravery when she is forced to share a room with Hogwarts most notorious student, Wednesday Addams. A witch who's curiosity and anger often gets the best of her and could become her undoing.

Unbeknownst to them, a group of dark witchs and wizards are tasked to complete a ritual for a dark lord who twenty years ago was defeated by a young Auror.

Two of the main components to complete it being the blood of a truewolf who had turned under a bloodmoon, and the poison of an ancient creature.

Chapter 1: Prologue

In a quiet Welsh wizards pub in the small village of Geneva, just north of Wrexham, a small number of witch's and wizards were enjoying a warm Friday night of drinking, music and chatter about which ever subject came up. The price of fire breath shots, the on goings of the ministry of magic, or the up coming holiday season and the joys of having their children coming home for Christmas.

Although Friday nights tended to have been more busy than it was tonight, the pub owner Mrs Freedlin, had guessed that the weather was the cause for the small amount of patrons. While snow wasn't that common in their area during the winter, this year she guessed was the exception, because for the past three days, they have had nothing but heavy snowfall.

While it had made travel a bit difficult, the locals had taken full advantage of the weather with snowball fights, snow dragons and snow troll men. As Mrs Freedlin poured another pint for an old wizard, she overheard the conversion of two younger witches who were sitting at the bar with a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"There was a break in at the ministry? Again?! You would think they would add some security to that place." The witch sighed as she closed the newspaper and turned her attention back to her pink cocktail, sipping on the straw.

"What? When did that happen?" Her companion asked as she picked up the paper and examined the article.

"The spokesman for the prophecy department of the ministry of magic has commented on the rumors of the break in yesterday afternoon. Mr Monahan stated "we are working on locating the individual or individuals that were responsible for the break in. As of right now we have accounted for one missing unregistered prophecy," She read aloud.

"I tell yea, dark wizardry be the cause there girls," The old wizard warned the younger witches as he took a sip of his fresh pint and place a galleon on the countertop.

"Oh we know Mr Aster, the dark wizards are rising yet again. I'm sure it will be fine, No need to scare the young things," Mrs Freedlin lightly teased the wizard with a pat on his hand.

The two girls shared a look of worry to each other before asking, "Do you think he could be still out there Mr?"

"Oh girls, don't ye be worry about that! Just an old man who has had his fair share of dealings with them lot being a bit paranoid," he assured them warmly.

The two girl gasped as Mr freedlin smiled fondly. "You've fought dark wizards sir!" One of the girls asked excitedly, the bar owner smirked as Mr Aster smiled bashfully.

"You two didn't know? Aster here is a retired Auror, they say back in the day, every dark witch and wizard feared him, many followers of 'you know who' are locked up in Azkaban cus of him." She said proudly as she wiped down a whiskey glass.

"Oh kitty, yer gonna make me redder than a tomato" The old man chuckled as he waved her away, "It wasn't all me after all! We had some of the most powerful witch and wizards on our side back when he was still about," He said with pride.

The two girls looked absolutely amazed. This man was still an Auror when 'he' was still active. He had helped bring down one of the darkest wizards to have ever lived. The wizard who was so evil, that even the darkest of wizardkind wouldn't have crossed him. The wizard so feared, even twenty years after his down fall, all wizardkind still feared to utter his name.

"You helped bring down 'you know who'?" One of the witch's asked in amazement as she leaded forward in anticipation of his answer.

"Well, it weren't me who made the final blow dear, but I'd be there all right. He charged into the ministry on all hallows Eve to kill the minister of magic, but we were there! tried to take us by surprise! but we knew he was coming, and held him and his followers back, but the one who finally brought him down were-"

A strong, cold wind brought their conversion to an abrupt halt. The warm atmosphere of the pub was sucked dry as the candles and fire in the corner were blown out.

A dark figure stood at the entrance of the pub, both arms holding the two double doors open, and as the figure walked in, he's appearance became clearer. The man wore a black woollen trench coat with a hood pulled up over his head, and his face was obscured by a pare of dark sun glasses and a bandana covering his nose and mouth.

As he walked towards the bar, it became apparent he was not alone. The two people who entered behind him both looked extremely different to one another.

One of them was a tall, strong looking man in torn wizard robes and bare feet, his long brown hair and beard were covered in snow and his face was wrinkled with age and covered in scars, and his eyes were dull and tired.

The other was a short, younger looking witch. Her long Auburn hair ran freely down the back of her white fur coat and she wore a long red dress that hid her footware.

The hooded man turned to the others and asked them something in a hushed whisper, both of his companions answered as he becond them to a table in the far corner of the pub and walked towards Mrs Freedlin.

He pulled out his wand from the inside of his coat and twirling it in the air relighting the candles. Then turned and shot at the fireplace to reignite it.

"Sorry about that, the weather here is crazy huh?" The man said as he sat on a barstool, a thick boston accent on his voice.

"Could I get a very large glass of vodka, the fruitiest cocktail ya got and a bottle of the cheapest whiskey for the big guy." The man ordered as he reached into his jacket to stash his wand away. Turning his head to briefly spare a glance at the retired auror. "How ya doin? Ladies." He greeted the others sitting at the bar nodding as he placed a small pile of gallons on the wooden counter.

Mrs Freedlin looked at him suspiciously and picked up the pile of coins, counting them in her hand, then shooting him a playful smirk.

"You rob Gringotts love? Got enough here to buy everyone a round." She informed the mysterious wizard, and just as she went to hand him back his change she was stopped by a pale skinny hand, noticing the two silver rings on his pinky and middle finger, one containing a dark stone and the other with the symbol of a family crest.

"Then do just that, miss?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

"Mrs Freedlin, and you?" She asked with a tilt of the head of her own.

"Vigo. And it's a pleasure Mrs Freedlin." Vigo nodded his head for her to complete the order and to buy a round for the entire pub. As she turned to do so, the old wizard beside the hooded man turned to him and took in his appearance.

"You got sensitive eyes there son?" He asked as he took a sip of his pint.

The hooded wizard turned to look at the man who sat beside him. "Yeah, sensitive eyesight sure, got bad breath too." He said light heartedly as he thanked Mrs Freedlin for his vodka and sent the bottle of whiskey and cocktail towards his companions with a wordless spell and a flick of his wand. The old wizard looked over to look at the two other, bizarre looking people.

"Not going to sit with yer friends are ya?" He asked. As he turned back, he saw the man pour red thick liquid from a small vile into the tall glass of pure vodka.

"Cherry syrup, make it myself," The wizard answered before the retired auror could even ask the question.

"And sit with those two? Naw... co-workers, both of them are douchebags anyways." He said as he used the tip of his wand to mix his drink. "The big guys a fucking idiot and the girl don't like me too much, excuse my french gals," He apologized to the two witches who had been awfully quiet since the man had entered.

They didn't reply.

"You got quite the accent there son, you from the states?" The old wizard asked innocently.

"Romania, moved to Boston a while ago." The man replied as he turned his head to block the others view of him pulling down his bandana and taking a large glup of his drink. When he placed his glass back down at the bar, the wizard notice almost half of it was empty. The man still wearing his sunglasses and bandana interlocked his fingers on the bar and turned to the other wizard and witches.

"You from around here old timer? I was wondering if any of you know of a witch by the name of Martha Sullivan, I've heard she used to work for the ministry?" He asked as his fiddled with one of rings on his thin fingers. One of the young witch's froze as she was about to take a sip of her cocktail.

"My granny?" She asked slightly worried, "Yeah, yeah she worked for the ministry a long time ago," she said nervously.

"Miss Sullivan is your grandma? Huh, what are the odds." The man stated plainly. "She worked in the prophecy department didn't she?" He asked now looking at the young woman who had calmed slightly at the mans easygoing attitude, but was still slightly put off by his appearance.

"Yeah, yeah a long time ago... why do you want to know?" She asked confused to the man's questions.

"You guys hear about the break in?" Vigo asked the others who nodded.

"Well, the ministry hired me and those two to investigate it, I heard Miss Sullivan was one of the best prophecy reader's in the British isles, that right?" He asked the young witch specifically who nodded eagerly in return.

"Yeah! She still is! Every now and then the ministry comes to her for opinions on somethings!" She said proudly.

The hooded wizard grabbed his drink and turned again, draining the rest of it, and as he was still turned away he asked calmly, "And does she still live in that old cabin a couple of miles away?"

The young witch paused slightly stunned by the wizards question. "Don't answer that young lady." The old wizard advised the girl looking at the wizard who's back was still turned away from them.

"Since when did the ministry hire vampires and werewolves?" He asked as he eyed the man suspiciously. The hooded wizard tilted his head at the question.

"Werewolves? You mean the big bastard over there," He asked, looking over to the bearded man. "Hey Rodney! You a werewolf?" He asked loudly across the pub, gaining everyone's attention.

The large bearded man didn't reply for a moment, "last time I checked, I weren't mate." he stated with a strong English accent as he drank.

"Well there you go, ain't no werewolfs around here. Now miss Sullivan, I've noticed you still haven't answered my question. Does your 'granny' still live in that old shithole?" He asked before addressing the old wizard who was behind him. "You with the ministry, old man?"

"I was an Auror! And you better start watchin yer language there!" The wizard warned as he started to slowly reach for his own wand.

The hooded wizard placed his empty glass on the bar and turned to the others with his bandana still pulled down.

All of them turned white at what they saw. "I'll take your silence as a yes Evelyn, Mrs Freedlin." He stated as he pulled the bandana back up over his face as he left his stool and strolled towards the door, beckoning to his companions to follow him.

The hooded wizard held the door open and once again, the frigid wind flew through the pub and blew out the candles like before, but somehow, the fire kept burning, if not brighter then before.

As the other two odd looking wizard and witch walked out of the pub, Vigo stopped the tallest of the trio and whispered to him something, and as they all left, the doors closed and the sound of the lock rang throughout the pub. One of the two witches started to cry softly as the retired wizard made his way, shaking slightly to the door, he took out his wand to unlock the two doors.

"Alohomora," He tried, but instead of unlocking the entrance as to be expected, his wand flew from his hand and left a burn mark on his palm.

"Mrs Freedlin! Check the back door! They've locked us inside with dark magic!" He rushed to pick up his wand and sprinted towards the bar to where the two young witchs were clung to each other, one was openly sobbing while the young Sullivan was putting on a strong front for her friend.

"Evelyn?" Her friend quietly asked, "What were those things in his mouth?"

Evelyn didn't respond as her mind was flooding with worry, then suddenly, she had remembered the man question. "Mr Aster! My granny!"

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Outside of the pub was a thestral drawn carriage that was black and on the verge of falling apart covered in fallen snow. as Vigo walked towards the side door, it bursted open, revealing a visibly annoyed, but beautiful witch with short brown hair.

"Enjoy your drink?" She spat at the wizard who jumped back in surprise as the smaller witch shoved passed him and made her way into the warmth of the carriage.

"Yeah I did, I also enjoyed confirming the old hags location, her granddaughters still in there," He said as he hauled his way into the carriage and settled into one of the leather bound seats. The witch that sat across from him gave him a questioning look.

"Place is locked up, front and back." The hulking, bearded man told Vigo from outside one of the windows as he closed the carriages door.

The hooded man glanced to an old frail wizard who sat besides the witch, his head leaning against the glass of the window that was now almost completely frozen over, he was covered in black, thick wizard robes and looked almost mummified.

Vigo slapped on the black wooden wall behind him to signal the carriage to start moving, and as he looked out the window to see the pub grow smaller and smaller as they gained distance, he waved his wand lazily and watched as the pubs window and doors blew out from a fiery explosion and watched as wizards and witchs ran out of the building, diving and rolling in the snow trying desperately to extinguishing the flames that engulfed them to no avail.

"Aurors will hear about that." The witch beside him said as she wrapped her furred coat closer to her body to warm herself more.

"Yeah, and while their busy with that, we can have a nice long chat with Miss Sullivan," The hooded wizard replyed as the carriage lifted into the nights sky, the sounds of the screaming fading.

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The carriage landed In Front of a small cabin in a large deserted field.

It was somewhat decrepit and run down, but from the small garden full of fresh vegetables and well maintained Dittany plants that sprouted from the ground, it was very apparent that the cabin was not abandoned.

Vigo was the first to emerge from the black carriage, readjusting he's coat and sunglasses, then he helded out his pale thin hand to help down the shorter witch. "Save your chivalry for the muggles you idiot! I'm not that short!" she huffed as she slapped his hand away, scoffing as she stepped down from the exit.

"Always the charmer Diana, just didn't want you to fall to your death is all," the man said as he turned his attention back into the thestrel drawn carriage, looking in to see the witch that wore jet black, form fitted robes, "You coming?" He asked.

"When I see a bright green light, then I'll come in, she isn't worthy of being in his presence," She said as she turned to the old wizard who was still asleep.

"And we are? How touching." The man mused. The witch sighed and handed him a leather strapped bag.

"Just do what you've been hired to do creature! and remember to write down everything she saids!" she informed him as she closed the door quite softly. The wizard shouldered the bag and walked towards Diana who was checking her make up with a small mirror.

"I don't think she'll be into you honey, personality is everything and you are just awful," The wizard said sarcastically as he reached into the leather bag and fished out a piece of parchment and a quill. "Which is why your on writing duty, she said to write down everything she says, when it comes to the prophecy's that is."

"I know that you fool! and I'm on writing duty because I can actually spell unlike you, were is the wolf?" She asked as she accepted the parchment and Just as she asked the question, it was answered as a towering brown wolf came sprinting over the horizon, stopping In front of them and transforming instantly back into his human form.

"The hell was that about!?" The wolf harshly whispered to the vampire he was towering over. "We were supposed to lock um in! NOT blow um up you scumbag!" The wolf said with anger filling his words as he stared into the mans sunglasses.

"Old timer was an Auror who suspected something was up! Not my fault he stuck his nose into our business!" Vigo shot back as he walked towards the door of the cabin but paused, turning his head towards the short witch. "You know what? You should probably be the one to knock, she sees me or Bigfoot knocking, shes gonna bolt,"

Diana nodded before a small warm voice rang out though the door. "Oh don't worry you three, I'll be just a moment!".

A short, white haired old witch stood in the doorway, smiling softly at the trio. "I've been waiting from you three, please come in," She said as she retreated back inside her home to tend to a boiling tea pot over an open fire. "Come along now, don't be shy" She said over her shoulder to the three mysterious people who slowly entered the cabin.

"Gotta say lady, the outside ain't nothing to brag about but the inside! You got a nice little set up in here," The sunglassed wizard admired his surroundings as he walked around a wooden table, taken in the sight of hundreds of books, ingredients for cooking and potions and plenty of photos, all moving slightly. One of which was a portrait of a familiar girl Vigo had been talking to less then fifthteen minutes ago, he smirked under his bandanna.

"So? You knew we were coming?" He asked as he made himself comfortable in a creaking wooden chair as he eyed the witch who was pouring herself and the three others mugs of hot tea.

"Well, me being a prophecy reader and a vision seer, I've know for a while now. Also, I hope you've got some blood with you deary, Im afraid I don't have any on hand at the moment." The witch stated as she placed the four mugs on the table before making herself comfortable in her own padded chair. Vigo cocked an eyebrow under his sunglasses.

The old witch chuckled softy as she held a mug up to the tall man who had settled himself on a wooden box ,who took it with a polite nod. "Believe it or not, I've know quite a few of your kind in my life time, ye always have the best of stories, but I know your not here to share tales of your travels love."

Vigo reached into the leather bag without taking his eyes off the witch across from him and pulled out a white crystal ball. "Straight from the ministry, unregistered and all, but I'm guessing you already know that," Vigo said with a hint of frustration in his voice, "Need a stand miss Sullivan?"

"Oh no, that's OK deary, I've been hand reading them for years, miss Diana? are you ready with your quill and parchment?" The old witch asked the younger woman who was standing behind the hooded wizard. Miss Sullivan took the crystal ball and a deep breath, and focused all her magic into deciphering the prophecy.

"On the lands of the castle of great power and knowledge, two souls will intertwine and embrace the love they are destined to feel, one with powerful magic flowing through her blood from their survival, the other who has gone through great lengths to be graced with the gift of the moon goddess. Their love will know no bonds and their connection will run deep. And will never be severed, even in death." She stated as she reopened her eyes slowly, smiling at the man sitting across from her.

"Young love, how beautiful," She sighed as she went too hand the crystal ball back to Vigo.

"Isn't it just?" He said sarcastically, as the wolf lent forward towards the older woman.

"Excuse me miss. But, how old do you think it is?" He asked as he sipped his tea.

"Oh! well one second love, I'll measure it for you. I always keep measuring prongs on hand, old habits," She reassured the bearded man as she reached into her cardigan pocket and pulling out a pair of well worn brass pinchers.

She widened them and placed them around the crystal ball and closing them. Then, she gave the ball back to the hooded man who took it gingerly. "By the measurements, I say that prophecy will come to flourish in two years time," She said sweetly, smiling.

"Two years huh? well, that gives us plenty of time." Vigo said happily as he tossed the ball up in the air and snatching it as it fell, he looked to the witch across from him.

"Now, I'm going to guess again that you already know I have another one for you to decipher," He said as he placed the ball on top of his untouched mug of tea to keep it from rolling off the table.

The older witch frowned at the action. "Sorry love, but that could damage the prophecy,"

"Don't worry about it, just worry about deciphering this." He held out a blood red crystal ball In Front of her.

"Oh dear." The witch softly gasped at the sight of it. "Oh deary, I do not like reading these! always give me the horrible's," She said as she took the ball hesitantly.

"Looking from how small the ball is, it's not that long of a prophecy miss Sullivan. It would mean the world to me if you readed it, do me this quick kindness? Pleases?" Vigo asked innocently.

"Oh, well...yes, yes of course, great wolf?" She turned to the towering man beside her. "Would you mind holding me in place incase I fall over, these ones tend to make me jittery," She asked kindly.

The wolf in return, nodded firmly as he set his empty mug of tea down and leaned over to hold the old witch by her shoulders to steady her in place. "Thank you dear," she said as she braced herself for the oncoming reading, suddenly her head shot back violently and her body convulsed as she spoke in a deep raspy voice.

"A young wolf shall battle a great, powerful foe on the night when the lunar plant is painted crimson. she shall be triumphant, but damaged and her blood enchanted, the sickening poison will combine with the blood of her freshly emerged wolfs own to form a powerful magic through the scars among her face." The witch gasped loudly as the reading ended, dropping the crystal ball to the table as her shaking hands grasped her tea mug.

"Oh!... I've never liked those things! Not at all! Feels like your drowning you know, thank you deary." She smiled to the tall man who retreated his hands as he saw she had returned back to her normal self.

Vigo clasped his hands In Front of him with a load clap, "Miss Sullivan! Your a star! you get all that Diana?" He asked the witch who was still scribbling on her parchment.

"Got it, shall we?" She asked the wizard with a stern look.

"Yeah, let's call it a night, miss Sullivan! Thank you for your hospitality, thank you for your expertise and thank you for the tea which, even though I did not partake in, I'm sure was delicious. Rodney was it delicious?" He asked the large wolf who merely nodded, looking sullen and regrestful. "Perfect, now I want you to know this isn't personal-"

"Oh I know deary. I'm just glad your going to do it quickly! I'm not to fond of pain," The old witch said as she sat up straight.

Vigo paused his hand from reaching into his coat for his wand. "Miss Sullivan? You know about what I'm going to do?" He asked as he hid his anger from his voice.

"Oh I've know for a year! A wolf, a witch and a vampire will visit me and ask for two prophecy readings. Then afterwards, the vampire with an American accent will kill me with the killing curse, ending my life swiftly. Had the vision on my granddaughters birthday last year, of course I didn't tell anyone, but I'm old, I've lived my life, and I have no regrets." She said softly.

"You had a vision." The vampire said as he interlocked his fingers and rested his hands on the table. "You miss Sullivan, had a vision you say? Well, want to know something about me?" He asked

The witch had grown confused at the man's question, but nodded none the less.

"Dont you fucking start mate," The large wolf warned, but Vigo brushed him off.

"I don't believe in visions, not in the way of people having them but, how do I put this? I know, how about I tell you a story?" Vigo said as he stood and walked slowly towards the fireplace.

"One time, I was sitting in a bar in Massachusetts about 100 years ago I think, when you've lived as long as I have, you tend to stop counting the years but. I was sitting in a bar and this old wizard sat down next to me, and after a couple drinks we start talking," he paused as he looked to the portrait of the girl he had burned alive just half an hour ago.

"He told me he had visions of the death of others, and earlier that afternoon, he had of a vision of his own daughters death,"

The old witch gasped and frowned with her hand over her chest. "Oh that poor man! I couldn't possibly imagine how horrible that was!" She said with pity.

Vigo hummed lightly as he turned and walked slowly towards the kitchen area of the cabin. "Tells me she was going to die peacefully in her sleep. So you know what I do? I get him nice and drunk and stalk him back to his home," The vampire confessed as he spotted a clear plastic bag on the countertop.

"I stalked him home and when I was sure everyone was asleep, I break in and sneak into his daughters room," He looked to the witch who was frozen still in her chair, fearing what the dark wizard was about to say.

"He never told me she had a twin, never told me the colour of her hair or anything really for me to identify which girl was which, so just to be sure, I take both their heads and leave," He said as if he was discussing the weather.

The old witch took in a shaky breath as she mulled over what she had just heard. "He had a vision of her dying peacefully in her sleep and yet the next morning, when he went to wake his daughters, instead of finding his kids, he finds their headless corpses, now miss Sullivan? Where is your granddaughter?" He asked as he grabbed the plastic bag and whipped it down for the air to open it wide.

The old witch's breath hitched at her Evelyn being mentioned. "she's...she's with Jenny, at the tipsy elf, it's their favorite pub, she told me tonight she was going to confess her feelings" She whispered as she turned white at the thought of her granddaughter interacting with this man.

Why was he asking?. "What?...what have you done?" The vampire walked slowly towards the witch who began to hyperventilate.

"Me? Oh I went to the tipsy elf and had a drink. I had a drink and short conversation with a young girl who was sitting with another young witch and an Auror," He said matter of fact as he placed his hand on one of her shoulders.

"And when I left, we locked them inside and set the bar on fire," The witch was about to gasp but just as she attempted to do so, Vigo shoved the plastic bag over her head, cutting off her airflow.

"You see miss Sullivan. You made the same mistake that idiot made all those years ago! He told me his daughter would die peacefully in her sheep but instead, I sawed-off her head! And let me tell yeah, it was anything but peaceful!" He hissed as he look at her through the plastic, the look of terror in her teary eyes filled him with satisfaction.

And as the witch clawed at his face in an attempt to defend herself, her fingers hooked under his bandana and ripped it off to reveal his manic smile, and the rusted metal teeth and fangs that were bolted to his red angry gums. "If you tell someone about a vision, then that person has the ability to change it like right now. You said I would kill you quickly and I was going too, but look at you now!" He said darkly as he tightened his grip on the plastic and the vacuum pulled the plastic tighter to her face.

"Another thing about me?! I don't like being told what i'm going to do! so this is your fault miss Sullivan! and me murdering your granddaughter? You can blame the Auror about that!" He snarled as he pulled tighter while looking deep in her eyes that were filling with tears, and before he could watch her die slowly, a bright green flash of light filled the cabin, and the old witch went limp and closed her eyes, her face settling into a peacful expression

The vampire jumped back in surprise and turned to the giant wolf who was pointing a long brown wand directly at his chest. "Your cruelty is starting to make me uncomfortable mate. I'd ease up a bit if I was you." He said lowly.

"I'd ease up on shooting the killing curse haphazardly! could have hit me instead of her you know!"

"Oh wouldn't that be a shame." The wolf said sarcastically as he put his wand back into his robes.

Diana scoffed at the two of them and their bickering, it was never ending since the start of their hiring and it had become grading on her ears. "Both of you shut it! Vigo sit down! And you! Back down. while your hired by our organisation, you two will work together for as long as we need, you don't have to get along, but so help me god if one of you kills the other!-".

Just as the short witch was ending her rant, the front door to the cabin swung open to reveal the beautiful witch and decrepit old wizard who was leaning on the other for support.

"What is all this bickering about! And why is she still in that chair! Creature! move her, the dark lord needs his rest." The witch hissed at the vampire who turned to the old witch's body, put a boot to her shoulder and shoved her to the floor unceremoniously.

"Old battleaxe proved useful. Got the readings and the date, two years from now." He said as he moved out of the old wizards way and returned to the seat at the other end of the table.

"Diana? Is this true?" She asked the witch as she helped the old wizard into the chair, not sparing a glance at the body of miss Sullivan.

"What? don't believe me?" Vigo said sarcastically.

"Speak when spoken to while your in his presence you filth! Diana is this true? We only have two years?" The witch turned her attention back to Diana who had carefully approach her, avoiding her eyes.

"Yes Ma'am, miss Sullivan had measured the prophecy and aged it two years, the prophecy readings." Diana held out the sheet of parchment while she bowed nervously.

The witch snatched up the sheet and began to read them, then hesitantly turned to the old decrepit wizard, "My lord... the bloodwolf will be found at Hogwarts."

The dark lords hands clenched the armrest of the chair as he slowly opened his wrinkled eyelids, turning slightly to look at her. "Hogwarts you say?" He rattled in a weak voice. "The blood wolf... will be at Hogwarts? This complicates things greatly my dear."

The vampire tilled his head as he leaned towards the two across from him, the old wizard turned. "If you have something to say Vigo, say it."

"Now... don't take this as an insult when I say this but, I'm guessing the reason you people are going through all this hassle to steal and read a prophecy about this thing called a 'bloodwolf', is that you want to kill them or kidnapping or whatever, but, if their going to be at Hogwarts, then you people have not only wasted my time, but your own." He stated as he leaned back it his chair.

The witch besides the dark lord looked enraged with the vampires words, but a deep, ruff chuckle calmed her.

"And you wonder why I chose him my dear. Sometimes, you need someone who isn't afraid of you to speak the words most are thinking, but are silenced by your power, remember that." He said as he turned to look at the vampire again. "And why do you think it's wasted our time, creature of the night?"

Vigo crossed his arms as he stared at the pair, "Because Hogwarts is impenetrable. If you want that bloodwolf, your going to need to grab them before they step foot in that place. Didn't you say the prophecy about her being attacked was going to happen tonight? Just nab them now." He offered offhandedly.

"Mate, if You think grabbing them while at Hogwarts is a waste of time, then grabbing them from their pack that's on high alert from them being attacked is suicide." The bearded man stated.

Vigo raised an eyebrow as he turned to his loathed co-worker.

"The blood wolf, Vigo-" The dark lord said.

"Is a truewolf."

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On the other side of the country, Murray Sinclair was peaceful sleeping in a small tent with his wife close to him in a forest in Manchester.

The Sinclair family had decided to take a weeks holiday to visit Murray's brothers family and spend a week in their section of the forest hunting, fishing, teaching their children to live off the land and to connect with their wolfs so when the time came for the moon goddess to grant them the ability to transform, they would have a easier time controlling themselves.

That day however, the adult wolfs had been chasing their children throughout the forest and teaching them how to Mask their scent and to hide their footprints, but before long, it had turned into a giant game of hide and seek, which too much of the adults surprise, the children were rather good at, and before anyone could have noticed, the entire day had escaped them, leaving Murray completely exhausted.

And right after tucking their daughter into her sleeping bag and wishing her a goodnight. Tucking himself and his wife into their own sleeping bag and wrapping his arms around her, Murray was dead asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

Then just after midnight, he was jolted awake from a noise, he tightened his hold on his wife Esther and growled at the entrance of the tent when a figure leaned it's head inside after fully unzipping the door, it was his brother who was panting hard. "George? George what the hell do you want?" Murray murmured as he relaxed his hold on the still sleeping Esther.

"The girls," George said breathless, "The girls... Murray the girls are missing!"

And just that moment, a long, pained howl rang through the frigid air of the British isles, calling for the aid of the moon goddess who watched in horror at the massacre, and the poor young wolf who looked to her for help. The poor young wolf who was hanging on for dear life as the moon painted her in blood red moonlight.

The moon goddess cried helplessly at the sight of her deep painful scars that covered her body and the three slash's on her face that were filled with a rare poison that would change the course of her life forever.

Chapter 2: True wolves

Truewolfs, like those who have gone through great lengths to transform by the grace of the moon, are members of wizards kind who could transform into an animal at will. However, the difference between a truewolf and an animagus was how they gained this ability.

While aminagi gain it from hard work and dedication, taking months if not years to achieve the gift of the moon. Truewolfs gain it through their heritage and parents.

They say a truewolf will shift for the first time around the age of twelve to fifteen years old on the night of a full moon and unlike the animagi, the moon will always choose a giant wolf form instead of what the moon goddess thinks what animal form best suits the person asking for the gift.

The legend of the origins of the truewolf was shrouded in mystery, even those from wolf packs dating back centuries can't say for sure how it started, but from word of mouth, they speculate that the original wolf was an animagus who was infected with lycanthropy from a werewolf attack, then gave birth to a child on a full moon.

While this has never been proven to be the truth, it added a stigma around the wolfs, a stigma wizardkind has never gotten over.

If the original truewolf was a werewolf, then they were unpredictable, and nothing frightened wizardkind more then unpredictable werewolf-animagus hybrids that could transform into a giant wolf anytime they pleased.

And in turn, The truewolfs shunned wizardkind and kept too the pack and the pack only. Even shunning wands and the magical worlds ways of transport and politics, turning to the muggles way of life instead. Because if the muggles didn't know what they were capable of, they wouldn't treat them as a threat. And since truewolfs didn't want anything to do with witch's and wizards but still had to control their magic, all truewolf packs home-schooled and cast spells by verbal spells alone.

Except for the Sinclair pack. A truewolf pack originally from the forests of Greece that have over the centuries spanned it's pack all over the world. From Greece to the British isles, the Sinclair pack was one of the largest and one of the most open-minded truewolf pack, and to this day, their Motto has stayed the same and every member lives by the words 'honor your wolf and in turn your wolf will honor you'.

The first Sinclair that used a wand was Ermine Sinclair, a young wolf who lived in Macedonia during 1780. While spending an afternoon in the street of Skopje, Ermine came across an old wizard who did not give his name, but instead, gave the young boy a brown twisting wand made of mahogany and contained a dragons heart string. While the boy had never held one before and didn't know how to use one, he took to it surprisingly well.

So well in fact, that went it came time for school lessons, his father was intrigued by his sons ability to perform more complicated and powerful magic then he did when he performed it vocally.

So intrigued in fact, that the next day he visited a famous wand maker who was surprised a wolf was interested in purchasing a wand of his own, but insisted he find one that was destined for the elder Sinclair.

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Since that faithful day all those years ago, every member of the Sinclair pack at the age of 12 was to be brought to their local wand-maker to find their destined wand, which in the case of one colorful wolf, was a 12 inch, light Beach-wood wand that spiraled to the tip, it's core, a single phoenix's feather.

The owner was Enid Sinclair, a blonde, 14 yearold truewolf who was currently engulfed in her bright pink duvet surrounded by multiple soft, bright plushies of various sizes and specie of animals.

The plush that was currently clenched too her chest was one of a raven. Well worn by consent use due to it being her favorite since it was a gift from her older brother who had given it to her before moving to the UK when she was 7, Telling her that ravens hunted together with wolfs in the wild.

It was a quiet morning in the Sinclair household, the sound of the Irish coast seeped its way through the young wolfs bedroom window, lulling the sleeping girl into a deeper slumber as she subconsciously hugged the plush raven closer, signing in content. Although That content was abruptly ended when a loud voice rang through the sizable seaside house.

"ENID, BREAKFAST IS READY." The voice of her father that she guessed was currently in the kitchen awoke her from her rest.

The girl grunted in frustration as the dream she was having was a good one. One of her in her wolf form running through a dark forest, being chased by a black mass she couldn't identify, and although she should have been terrified at the concept, she wasn't. If anything it almost felt playful, like they were playing a game of tag.

Before Enid could mull over her dream any further, the voice of her mother cut through her door. "Don't make me get a bucket of water Enid." her mother half-halfheartedly threatened through the small crack her mother had made by opening the door two inches, peering into the bedroom of her daughters.

"You wouldn't, you'd have to dry my mattress." Enid replied softly as she lifted her head to lock eyes with her mother who had an eyebrow raised, a look that translated to 'do you really want to find out if I am joking?'.

Enid huffed as she raised her arms to stretch, "let me do my hair first?" she groaned as she left the warm comfort of her bed to the window to part her curtents, letting the bright morning sun inside.

"Five minutes dear, your bacon will go cold." her mother said as she closed her door to join her father downstairs.

The young blonde made her way towards her vanity that was placed across her bedroom, almost tripping over various articles of colorful clothes. As she settled into her chair and glanced into the mirror, her eyes immediately went to her most prominent feature that covered the left side of her face.

Three long scars ran down her soft cheek and a smaller one sliced through her left eyebrow. The scars were a reminder of one of the worst nights of her life, the night that was meant to be her greatest. The night she first transformed by the grace of the moon, the night that happened two years prior in a Forrest in Manchester.

Enid's hand went almost immediately to the makeup she had just recently promised her parents she would stop using, her mother insisted her scars were badges of honor, but Enid thought otherwise.

She loathed them. She hated how deep they were, how anytime she smiled widely, the skin would constrict and caused a pinching sting to ring through her cheek. She also hated the stares she would get, while the stares she would get from her younger cousins were ones of awe and the looks from her older ones were ones of pride, the muggles stares were the opposite.

Their's were ones of horror and concern. The young wolf swallowed a lump in her throat that had formed and opened a drawer below the vanity's desk that housed her various bottles of nail polish and her wand. Grabbing the former, Enid raised the tip to the ends of her shoulder length blonde hair and wordlessly casted a spell that turned one side of the ends of her hair red, and repeated the same at the other side, but instead of red, it turned blue.

Looking at her reflection, she saw that the colors slightly swirled like the water of a river. Satisfied with the result, Enid raised from her chair and grabbed a long pink leather strap hanging from the corner of the mirror, clipping the end to the bottom of her wand and slinging it over her head and left arm, letting her wand rest at her hip. Wordlessly and without a second glance at her reflection, she made her way to the kitchen.

As Enid walked into their rather large kitchen, she was meet with an amusing image of Her mother Esther, a tall women in her early forties with her salt and pepper black hair tied into a tight high-bun, dressed in a cream colored pants suit. Holding her phone to her ear with her shoulder while pacing In-front of the kitchen sink, a tea mug in one hand and a fresh coffee pot in the other.

Her father Murray, a tall man with a grey beard and a soft warm smile wearing a white woolen jumper, was sitting at the table with a large helpings of bacon and eggs. As she walked passed her mother to fix herself some breakfast, Esther eyed her daughters colorful hair and shot her husband a soft glare.

"I should turn you into a rug for teaching her that spell." She told Murray as she held her phone to her chest, setting the coffee pot back down on the counter-top behind her.

Murray snorted in response with a smirk, "I love you too, Esther." he shot back playful as he scooped a forkful of eggs to his mouth.

"You could always break the spell Mam, if you hate it so much." Enid said offhandedly as she helped herself to extra bacon and making herself a mug of tea with three teaspoons of sugar.

"And a glass of milk for your fangs dear, and as much of an appealing offer that is, I would prefer you to grow out of your 'rebellious' phase by yourself," her mother sighed as she returned her phone to her ear.

"Yes mother, I'll tell her to stand down, now about the pack Yorkshire," Esther said into her phone as she walked into the sitting room. Enid shot her father a questioning look while pouring herself a large pint of milk.

"One of your aunt's is acting up again." He explained as he returned his attention to the breakfast In front of him. Murray and Esther Sinclair were the heads of the Sinclair pack of the British isles, and one of there many roles were to keep the peace and hierarchy in place.

Throughout her childhood, Enid had traveled the isles with her parents to learn their ways and methods of handling a angry wolf. when two wolfs had a disagreement or challenged each-other, her parents had to be present to insure all parties involved safety. As Enid settled next too her father to dig into her breakfast, her mother strolled back into the kitchen.

"I'll be back later tonight, I have a meeting with Mrs Crawford about the security contract." she said as she grabbed a set of keys that were hanging next too a bright white leather strap. "Murray when is your next trip to the ministry?" Esther asked.

"Tomorrow, I'll go by floo powder." he said as he finished the rest of his meal standing up from his place from the table.

While most of their home and most of their way of life was Muggle technology, Murray was always a practical man when it came to his role as wizardkind mediator for the Sinclair pack of the British isles. Two times a month her father had to travel to London and discuss various things with the well-being department.

Enid was too focused on her meal to notice her mother quickly glanced at her while clipping her strap to her own brown wand, hanging it around her thin neck. "Maybe you could bring Enid?" Esther asked. At the sound of her name being said, Enid's attention was brought to the conversion she wasn't paying attention too.

"huh? What about me?" Enid asked innocently.

Esther sighed, "Dear, your father is going to the ministry tomorrow and I would appreciate it if you would accompany him." she said carefully.

Enid froze, her blood turning cold at the mere suggestion of going to the ministry, let alone anyplace that witches and wizards accumulated.

Enid was terrified of them, she didn't hate wizardkind nor was she judgmental of them. But anytime she was around them or saw a group of wizards in their robes, she was reminded of the night she first shifted.

"Mam I-" Enid stammered, "I don't know, last time-"

"The last time was my fault Enid." Esther interrupted. "It was a lapse in judgement, a dueling torment was not appropriate, however there will be no casting of attack spells at the ministry, it's forbidden."

Enid was silent, contemplating what her answer should be. She had been getting better at dueling since her father had integrated more damaging spells to their lessons over the previous month's, and she had been getting more comfortable with the witch that would always sit outside her home as Enid had walked to the shopping center a few times a week to window shop. "I'll think about it?" Enid said more so to herself then to her mother.

Satisfied with Enid's answer, Esther gave her a quick peck on the top of her head and a quick kiss to her husband, and made her way to the front door before turning to address her daughter again. "Enid dear? could you take the first patrol today?"

Leaving the house to explore the woods behind her home, Enid changed into bright purple leggings, a pink plaid skirt, a pare of old chuck Taylor's and her favorite orange baggy jumper her eldest brother had left behind when he left for London. Inhaling a deep breath of the ocean scent, she relaxed her tenses shoulders and turned her head towards the tree front.

Feeling a pull in her soul and a howling in her heart, Enid re-positioned her wand to hang around her neck and released her inner wolf, transforming almost instantly. Much like an animagus and much to her relief every-time she transformed, her clothes were spared and what stood in place of a colorful, blonde haired girl, was a large, blonde wolf that was almost three times the size of a natural one.

It's body covered in some small and some large scars, and on its snout, three long similar ones. The wolf rained her large head back and let out a long deep howl before taking off into the woods, her wand swinging side to side like a necklace.

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Enid had spent the next three hours of her day sprinting throughout the Sinclair's territory. clawing at trees, sniffing the air for any foreign scents. And at one point to her embarrassment, getting over excited and chasing her own tail after finding the deer she had been tracking for a mile, resulting in the deer being alerted to her presence and taking off again. She sulked on the ground for a few minutes before standing again, making her way back to her home when she smelled something in the air.

'Perfume? is Mam back already?' she thought, but as the scent grew closer, she smelled the scent of elderberry and brimstone, with the perfume smelling of jasmine.

'shit! Why the hell is she here?!' Enid panicked as she realized that the person who this scent belonged to was Emily McCartney. The meanest, cruelest, and much to Enid's dismay, prettiest witch that lived in the nearest town over, and now she was in her family's section of the forest.

As Enid sneakingly stalked forward, she remembered the first time they had interacted. Emily was a short witch with soft brown hair, impossibly green eyes, and a smile that could make anyone blush, and it did at first when Enid had first met her, to point where she believed she began to develop a tiny crush on the witch, but that was crushed itself when the girl had insulted her.

"Hey your Enid Sinclair right?, The truewolf?" Enid had been taken aback at the witch who had seeming to have appeared out of nowhere and her face went red at how close she had been standing. She remembered how she was standing outside of the ice cream shop in the local shopping center, ice-cream still on her lips which made herself feel childish.

"AH!-i-i yeah?" Enid answered awkwardly as she went to wipe her mouth when the brown haired witch gently grabbed her arm to stop her.

"I heard from someone that a certain wolf has a little crush on me, is that true?" Emily had asked sultry as she gently wiped a finger across her bottom lip, bring it back and putting it into her own mouth. The action made Enid's heart race but for some reason, the wolf inside her whined loudly and she felt it backing away.

"I..um..maybe?" She stammered nervously.

Emily let out a loud barking laugh directly into her face as she wiped her finger on Enid's shoulders. "OMG! I CANT BELIEVE ITS TRUE! LIKE SERIOUSLY YOU THINK SOMEONE LIKE ME WOULD BE INTO SOMEONE LIKE YOU! I MEAN DO YOU EVEN OWN A MIRROR!" She shouted in glee as she backed away.

"like seriously, oh my god! I mean you could be kinda cute if you didn't look like something out of one of those long Muggle horror moving picture things!"

Enid's stomach dropped as hard as possible, but her wolf didn't mind one bit. And now that horrible girl was trespassing in their forest for some reason, and as Enid crept closer, her enhanced hearing picked up the girls voice.

"Look, it won't be that hard ok, shes like totally in love with me, so all I gotta do is tell her ill give her a kiss and she'll give it to us willingly." Emily stated as Enid heard a tear of cardboard and the smell of chocolate frogs. "I might even kiss her! A thousand gallons just to fill this thing! I might even give her a little extra," She chuckled as she popped the chocolate into her mouth.

Enid could feel herself blush hard at the comment as she slowly shoved her giant snout through the brush that separated them. As she did, she saw the witch sitting on a falling tree with her legs crossed, her back turned to the giant wolf.

"Really? You'd make out with her?" An amused witch's voice asked, the voice belonging to a witch by the name of Rachel blunt. a tall, slightly older witch who Enid feared Greatly.

She was terrifying, she had a soft face and a couple of freckles among it, one half of her long hair was jet black and the other was blonde. she wore black wizard robe's and stood with her arms crossed. While Enid and her rarely interacted with each other, anytime Rachel Spotted her, she sent Enid a death glare full of hate.

"Well, a thousand gallons IS a thousand gallons, and if that doesn't work then all you got to do is point your wand at her! You know how afraid she is of wands and if your the one pointing it! She'll probably piss herself." Emily said as she chewed her chocolate happily.

'a thousand gallons! If she filled something for the witch she would be paid a thousand gallons! What the fuck!?' Enid thought as she looked to the taller witch who was frowning at the other girl.

"McCartney, I don't like this, while I could give less of a shit about Enid and her feelings, I still think it's wrong to mess with them," She said as she eyed the girl who was reaching into the big box next to her, retrieving another chocolate frog.

"Also a masked man offering you that much money for a sample of her blood isn't strange to you?" Enid mind went blank as she started to shake and her tail went directly in-between her hind legs. 'blood!? They... they want my blood?'.

"Well, he was kinda creepy, but hey, she's a truewolf. And he did say he was hired by the ministry to research their blood so..." She trailed off nonchalantly as she popped another frog into her mouth.

Enid was on the verge of a panic attack. A masked man hired by the ministry? Researching her blood? 'oh god, I need to call da!' she thought as she transformed as slowly as possible and reached into her skirt pocket to grab her phone. but as she turned it on, the Spotify app opened and resumed the song Enid had been listening to the night before.

A loud K-pop song rang through the forest and brought the attention of herself to the two witch's she was spying on. Emily grinned as Rachel stared blankly at the bush the wolf was hiding behind, "Enid? Is that you? Did you hear what we were talking about?" She asked aloud as she slowly stood from her place on the fallen tree.

"Enid? Come out please. We promise we won't tease you and if you give us a sample, I promise we can have some fun afterwards." Emily requested as she stood and carefully walked towards the bush that still hid a trembling Enid.

"Ohhh Enid~ come on out, we wont hurt you~" She sang in a playful voice as she reached into the bush and pulled Enid out gently by her wrist and gave her a flirty smile.

Enid started shaking uncontrollably as she was led into the clearing, then froze when Rachel shot her a glare. "Hello Sinclair, what did you hear while you were spying on us huh?" She said as she pulled out a jagged dark brown wand and rested it at her side.

"I..I wasn't spying! I was just-" The wolf stammered as she dropped her phone too the ground. "My Mam wanted me to patrol our territory! I wasn't spying I swear Rachel!" She pleaded as the brown haired witch circled round her and gently took Enid's hands in hers.

"Oh stop it Rachel, your scaring the poor little wolf, now Enid, did you hear anything we said?" Emily asked innocently as she fiddled with the girls fingers gingerly. Enid nodded slightly as she took a shaky breath.

"Well how about it huh? It's just a little bit I promise, then-" The witch dropped Enid's hand and snaked her arms around the taller girls neck and gave the frozen girl a soft kiss on the side of her mouth.

Once a time, Enid's heart would have shored at the action but instead, she winced and the wolf inside her whined loudly in protest. "Look Enid, just fill this little vile with some silly old blood and we can have-" She was interrupted as the blonde took several steps backwards in fear, Emily frowned at the action.

"Ok fine, don't want to do it willingly and get a brilliant reward? Rachel! be a dear and point your wand at her." She said as she turned to the older witch who didn't look very pleased. If anything, she looked slightly uncomfortable at the situation.

"McCartney...I don't know about this, like if the weirdo wanted some of her hair or her underwear, who gives a shit, but blood? Blood doesn't strike me as Perverted, strikes me more like dark magic." She said slightly worried as she pointed her wand towards the wolf who eyes started to tear up immediately.

"wait!..wait please! Please dont! Please you have to leave! I don't want anyone to get hurt!" Enid panicked as she could feel the wolf inside her begin to cry in fear. Emily gave out a giant laugh.

"YOU! Merlin's beard Enid, do you really think you can hurt us? I saw you last month at the dueling event, oh your poor mother! I thought her head was going to burst from her embarrassment!".

Enid cringed at the memory of her running away in fear and her mother chasing after her. "Now come on Enid, the weirdo told me 'just put the pointy end in her arm and fill up the vile, and if she gives ya any trouble, just slap her around a bit' but I'd never do that to you! Your too cute." The brown haired girl added sweetly as she pulled out a clear plastic tube with a needle at one end and a small glass vial at the other.

Walking towards the frightened wolf who gasped at the sight of the needle. "Nonono no Emily please! I don't like blood OR needles! Is there something else I could give you?! like... spit or something like that!?" Enid pleaded.

"McCartney! I really don't like this." When she looked to the older witch, she was surprised to see she was looking rather pitifully at her with a look of empathy. "let's leave, gallons be damned! what ever that guy wants with her blood, it's not good, common!"

"What now Rachel? Going soft are you? Shes a pussy who can't even get through a public duel, just keep your wand pointed at her." The shorter witch said offhandedly as she grabbed Enid's arm and pulled the sleeve of her orange woolen jumper.

"Enid, just give us a little blood and I'll give you some chocolate and a kiss, you don't want to kiss me Enid?" She asked as she prepared the needle and before she could stick it into the wolfs elbow, a loud deafening howl rang throughout the forest. All three of the girls froze.

"Sinclair? What the hell was that?" Blunt whispered harshly as she turned in the direction of the noise.

"Oh shit! It's my Da!" Enid squealed as she dropped to the floor to grab her phone and checked the time. "I was supposed to be back half an hour ago! You have to leave! If he sees you guys with that thing, I think he'll actually kill you!" Enid said while pointing at the needle and vial in the brown haired witches hand's.

Emily looked furious at the young wolf as she ran to pickup her handbag and stuffing the medical equipment away. "You own me a lot of money you mutt! And to think I was actually going to-" But just before she could finish her sentence, a giant hulking wolf burst through the brush of the forest.

The wolf was easily over 10 foot tall and let out a vicious snarl, displaying his giant sharp teeth that were covered in saliva, his eyes ablaze with fury as he stared down the two witches that were frozen in fear.

Both of them had heard stories and rumors of what truewolfs had looked like, but never had they ever seen one in person, let alone one of the biggest ones of the Sinclair pack.

He stalked closer to the two of them with his head low and circled them, sniffing and asserting their threat level towards his daughter. When he was satisfied with their fear of him, he turned to Enid who was still standing in place and softened at the sight of her, he made his way over to her and nuzzled into her head.

Enid immediately wrapped her arms around his giant snout and whispered "I'm ok Da, they didn't hurt me." But at the comment Murray started to sniff her and turned back to the two witch's again. If he was angry before, he was absolutely murderous now after he had caught Emily's scent on his daughter and transformed.

"Young lady! I'm going to ask once and once only, what did you!-" He pointed to the shorter of the two, "Do to my Enid!" He barked.

"I..i.ii.." Emily stammered as she turned white at the bearded man.

"If you've touched a hair on her head-"

"She didn't do anything Da! She was just teasing me, nothing to bad!" Enid tried to explain, but maybe she should have used a different excuse because she had forgotten that she had confessed to her father why she was crying in the forest after Emily had made fun of her that day at the ice cream shop.

"Your teasing my daughter again are you?! Do you have a problem with her liking girls!? Do you!" He challenged as he crossed his arms. "I swear, I should tear you apart! Thank what ever god you believe in your not an adult! Now both of you leave and if I ever see you even look at her again you'll regret it, NOW DISAPPEAR!" He roared as he pointed behind them and without a second's hesitation, the two witch's bolted in the opposite direction.

And as she stumbled slightly on the forest floor, Emily turned her head and shouted, "MY FATHERS GOING TO HEAR ABOUT THIS YOU BEASTS!".

At the threat, Murray transformed again and chased after them, snapping at the witch without ever landing a bite on purpose. He chased them for a few moments before her returned to his daughter in his human form and gave her a sad smile.

"I don't know what you ever saw in her love, nasty piece of work she is." He joked in an attempt to ease the tension of what had just happened and to his relief his daughter laughed lightly.

"I just thought she was pretty but, I think she might be a narcissists." She admitted as she sat on the fallen tree the witch once occupied.

Murray huffed as he sat beside her and noticing the abandoned box of chocolate frogs. "What did they want Enid? were they really just here to tease you? I heard that witch say something about you owning her a lot of money, You selling drugs?" Her father joked as he fish out two frogs and handed one to her.

Enid took the offered chocolate as she mulled over what to tell her father, should she tell him about them wanting a sample of her blood? should she tell him about a strange man who worked for the ministry? For some reason, Enid felt as though she should keep it too herself for the time being.

"Oh...they wanted some fur for a dare, said she'd get some gallons for getting it but, you showed up before they could convince me." She said as she fiddled with the cardboard box, avoiding her father's gaze as he nodded. Grabbing the hopping chocolate frog without looking and checking his card.

"Are coming with me tomorrow? I promise the ministry of magic is one of the safest place in the British isles, no one's going to try anything Enid, I swear." her father pleaded.

Enid sighed as she opened the container and caught the frog without even glancing in its direction just as her father did, but instead, Enid's focus was on the card that laid inside. She popped the frog in her mouth as she flipped the card over to reveal a witch smiling softly at her.

"you promise?" Enid asked.

Murray gave her a sly wink. "On my life." He promised.

His daughter glance at the witch's name. 'Mortisha Addams: head Auror for the ministry of magic'. Enid nodded as she bit down on the slightly melted chocolate as she wondered where she had heard that name before.

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Enid and her father had arrived at the ministry early the next morning via the floo system. Enid decided that she didn't want to stick out too much, so her hair wasn't enchanted and she wore one of her darkest outfits.

She wore a black hoodie with the hood raised, a black plain skirt and black tights, her father had questioned the choice of clothing but dropped the subject when Enid gave him a pleading look.

As they stepped out of the blazing green fire, Enid's eyes widened at the sight of the giant black marbled room. "Now, if you start feeling overwhelmed just grab my wrist ok." Murray said firmly as he leaded Enid towards a large fountain by the small of her back, Turning to the left where witches and wizards were checking in.

"Murray Sinclair, I'm here to speak with the well-being of magical creatures department." Her father stated as he fished of a card that he stored in his brown suits breast pocket, handing it to the young wizard who was most likely in his early twenties.

After the wizard read the card and handed it back the her father, his eyes widened when his gaze fell on Enid, or more so, the scars the graced her left cheek. His prolonged stare made her uncomfortable, to the point were Enid gripped her fathers wrist in an attempt to calm herself, but instead she heard a low dangerous growl from Murrays chest. "This is my daughter, Enid Sinclair. Is there a problem young man?" the older wolf asked.

"Oh! No of course not Mr Sinclair!" The wizard clarified as hastily wrote down his and his daughters name on his logger. Offering Murray a quill to sign his signature. "We have gotten word that an incident happened yesterday involving two young witch's." The young man stated, clearly have calmed down slightly.

"I assume the department of well-being of magical creatures will want a statement from you," He stated, sparing a quick glance to Enid again. "And I apologize for my staring young lady, It was very inappropriate and unprofessional of me." He said.

Enid didn't reply, but her grip on her father's wrist loosened. Murray huffed as he took the offered quill.

"She appreciates your apology." He stated as he led his daughter through the barrier.

As they walked, Enid's grip started to tighten at the sight of so many witches and wizards quickly walking about, discussing various topics, greeting each other formally and even some looked to be in heated debates over some trivial subject matter.

She hadn't been in an area so full of wizards kind in two years and it was incredibly stressful, so in an effort to calm herself, she shuffled closer to her father as they headed to a set of giant doors.

"Do you want to come in with me love? It might take a while and it's very boring." Murray asked Enid as he started to open one of the doors before gesturing towards a bench besides the entrance of the well-being of magical creatures office's. "You could sit out here if you want, listen to your music." He offered.

Enid paused while she contemplated her options, she could sit in on the meeting or sit by herself and listen to the new K-pop album that was released today, the only problem with the former was her father wouldn't be by her side.

Her father picked up on her plight and ruffled her hair, "And if you wanna sit out her and you start to feel bad, just knock on the door, I'll come out fangs and all." He gave her a bright smile showing off his elongated canines.

Enid merely nodded as she settled herself on to the bench and made herself comfortable as Murray gave a quick peck on the top of her head and disappeared behind the large entrance.

The young wolf pulled out her smartphone and wireless earphone from her shoulder bag and sighed in relief as the noise cancelling feature silenced the world around her.

'just two hours Enid, you can do this' She affirmed herself as she opened her Spotify.

An hour had passed without many incidents, only a few worried glances and a couple of parents shielding their young children away from her. Enid had guessed most had figured she was a werewolf from the scars on her face, and the fact that she was sitting right outside of the magical creatures department didn't help.

While Enid was distracted by a puzzle game she was fiddling with on her phone, she felt a firm push on her shoulder by a thin point. When she looked up, she saw the tip of a wand mere inches from her face and a furious looking wizard behind it, glaring at her.

Enid's blood drained from her face and her hands started to shake as she dropped her phone into her lap, the wizard reached out and plucked out one of her earbuds while keeping his wand pointed at her.

"Now then. Could you inform me as to why you are sitting here not wearing a lycan restrictor?" He asked heatedly.

'what?' the young wolf thought."I-I-I-" She stammered as she raised her hands instinctively in surrender.

"I-I, spit it out you FILTHY MUTT! WHY ARE YOU NOT WEAR A LYCAN RESTRICTOR!" He roared, grabbing Enid by the wrist and pulling her up and begin to drag her away, not noticing the wolf desperately reaching too knock on the door but couldn't reach.

"Honestly! the ministry has gotten too soft when it comes to your kind! To think, letting something as dangerous as a werewolf to wonder around with woman and children about! Get up mutt!" He shouted as he pulled her harder.

Enid was already close to breaking, she could feel her canines growing and her claws begin to extend. 'Nononono no please let go! Please! I don't want to hurt you!' she pleaded silently as the wolf inside her whined and cried.

"I said, get!-" But the mans words died in his throat.

"I suggest you unhand the wolf while you still can, I believe my milia would be quite lenient on my punishment when she is informed that the Auror I murdered was manhandling a young, innocent girl." A voice with a thick Spanish accent said as a tip of his black jagged wand was pressed further into the auror's throat.

Enid turned her head and took in the other wizard who had appeared out of nowhere appearance. He was a short, portly man with jet black, slicked backed hair and had a thin mustache. He was tanned and wore a black pinstripe suit with light, black wizards robes over top of them.

"Gomez." The wizard said as he slowly backed away from the wolf, "She isn't wearing a-"

"She isn't wearing a lycan restrictor because she isn't a werewolf Mr Gremarda. This mujer joven is a Truewolf, and not only is she most likely the daughter of Mr Murray Sinclair, that would also make her the daughter of Mrs Esther Sinclair." The tanned wizard said menacingly as the auror turned pale.

"Mrs... Sinclair? I-I didn't know." He stuttered as panic raised inside him.

"Now, how about you leave while you still have a voice box you estúpido, it would be a shame for you not to have the ability to scare young girls with your accusations." Gomez said happily as he pressed the tip of his wand to the man's throat harder.

"Leave!" He whispered harshly and the auror bolted without another word. And after he had, Enid shot to her shoulder bag and whipped out a large medical mask she had packed just in case. And just as she hooked one of the elastic straps around one of her ears, she felt a hand stop her own.

"Don't hide something so horrendously beautiful Mia temata, it would be a crime worthy of a thousand years at Azkaban!" The wizard declared fiercely, but he turned incredibly soft when he saw Enid flinch back in fright. "Oh Mia temata! my apologies. I tend to get carried away when it come to things such as this," He explained as he gestured to her.

"Huh?" Enid replied as she lifted her head.

"Oh! Forget I said anything, Gomez Addams, it is a pleasure!" The Addams stated as he held out his hand, intended for Enid to shake it.

"And you must be a Sinclair, aren't you?" Gomez asked coyly as Enid returned his handshake, freezing as he said her last name. "Ho-how did you know?" She stammered as she returned her hand to her lap.

"Ah! I believed today, Mr Sinclair would be visiting the ministry and I had an inquiry about something involving your community." Gomez said gently. "Then I saw you and your hauntingly mesmerizing scars, also your eyes are the very same shade of your fathers mie throlo." Enid blushed at the bizarre complement as she suppressed a shy smile.

"May I?" The Addams gestured to the vacant spot oh the bench besides the wolf.

"Oh!" Enid was surprised at the request and fumbled out a quiet sure, shuffling to the side to make more room for the larger man.

"Your... your not scared of me?" Enid asked meekly as she fiddled with the mask in her hands.

"Oh Mia, I am absolutely terrified!" He affirmed the girl, smiling as he sat down gracefully and adjusted his robes.

"May I have the honor of knowing your name?" He asked.

"Oh, my name? It's um... it's Enid." She stated.

"Enid Sinclair." Gomez said, "Well then, Miss Enid Sinclair, would you humor me and explain to me what a 'blue tooth' is?" He asked as he pulled out a long brown cigar out of seemingly thin air, and his black wand flicking out of his robes sleeve.

With a wave of the tip of his wand, a clear barrier raised between the wolf and wizard who then brought the wands tip to the end of the cigar. A bright flame raised as he puffed on the other end. Enid noticed that the smoke that should have been wafting over her was being stopped by the invisible wall. Gomez smiled at her knowingly.

For the next twenty minutes, Enid discussed various things about the modern technology of muggles and ways of transport with Gomez who was utterly fascinated. Although the Addams family were a traditional one when it came to magic, Gomez informed her that he had a high respect for muggles, especially when it came to their weaponry.

"I must confess pequeño lobo, there are very few thing I have seen that could come close to the utter destructive power of there atomic powered explosives, it was truly a sight to behold." He said wishfully as he looked out, lost in a found memory.

"What? You mean you saw a nuke go off? Like in real life?" Enid asked in disbelief.

"Ahhh, it was anniversary gift from my amada Mortisha, that was one difficult gift to top my dear wolf, but the next year I was able to acquire a freshly hatched basilisk." Gomez added with a cheeky smile and wink.

While Enid didnt really know what a basilisk was, she still smiled at the mans antics. She had never felt this comfortable with a wizard before. He was incredibly weird and kinda morbid, but Mr Addams was warm and kind, and for the first time in her life, she felt safe with someone who wasnt part of the Sinclair pack

'wait' Enid thought, 'Mortisha? Mortisha Addams?' she thought for a moment before remembering that chocolate frog card she had received yesterday, and how she somehow had heard the name before.

"Ah yes, I truly believe If we were to go to war with MuggleKind, they would destroy themselves to destroy us Miss Sinclair! They are fascinating! Utterly fascinating," He paused.

"My dear Enid, I heard that something happened yesterday on your territory involving some witches who were trespassing?" Gomez asked with a hint of worry as he looked to the young wolf.

"They didn't do anything did they? If they did, just say the word and I'll make- OH! Mr Sinclair! how are you this dreadful morning?" The wizard greeted Enid's father as he stood and bowed. Murrays grimace turned to a smirk as he closed the door behind him.

"Mr Addams, keeping my daughter entertained I hope?" Murray asked as he shook the shorter man's hand firmly, sending a hopefully smile to his youngest.

"OH! MR SINCLAIR! you have raised a fine wolf!" Gomez declared. "Our conversations ranged from the creation of the fine koren musical art of 'k-pop' to the fruits of Oppenheimer's questionable labor of creating what could be the end of humanity it's self! Yes! a fine wolf indeed!" The Addams smiled proudly at the young girl.

Murray chuckled lightly as he patted his daughters shoulder, who looked down in embarrassment as the tips of her ears reddened at the sudden praise and attention.

"Thank you Gomez, Enid needed to hear that." Murray said gratefully. "Now if you don't mind, we should be going. I don't think the well-being department is all that impressed with how I handled things yesterday." He said slightly amused at his daughters wide eyes at the confession.

Gomez on the other hand was not amused, not amused at all. "Mr Sinclair, if you are having any problems with the ministry, any at all. Inform me and I will have a word." The Addams stated firmly.

"Do you work for the ministry Mr Addams?" Enid asked as she rose from her seat and collected her things.

"Oh no miss Sinclair, I am an investor in various things. But I'm sure the ministry would be deviated when they don't receive the Addams family yearly donations. Also, their head Auror being displeased with them wouldn't make their jobs any easier." He said with a sly wink.

"I appreciate the offer Gomez, but it's nothing the pack can't handle. Enid are you ready?" Murray asked.

"Yeah i think so, it was nice meeting you Mr Addams." Enid said as she stood next to her father.

"Gomez, please. And a horrific day to the both of you, I very much doubt that this will be our last encounter. Now if you'll excuse me, I must inform my grace of a development in a... development." Gomez said mischievously.

"Miss Sinclair, Mr Sinclair." The wizard bowed to both wolves and gracefully strolled towards a large black doorway across the room.

"He's always been a strange one that Gomez, a brilliant wizard and very open minded, but very strange..." Murrey mused fondly.

"I like him," Enid said, "Wish all wizards were that nice,"

As Enid and her father walked back to the numerous fireplaces, they past a group of young witches that were whispering to each other. As they grew closer, Enid could faintly hear what they were saying. "I hear it was one of Tyler's cousins, their heading there tonight to settle it! Do you think they could take them?"

"Course they could! They wouldn't go into those monsters territory if-" The witch's silenced as the two wolves walked passed.

Enid was white as a ghost, but her father looked calm and collected, not once reacting to the whispers he most definitely heard. "Da?" His daughter whispered.

"Don't worry about it love," He said wrapping an arm around Enid's shoulders, leading her through the security barrier. Murray turned his head to look down at his daughter.

"Well? How was it?" He asked. Enid thought over her time at the ministry and the altercation with the Auror, and the conversion she had with the strange, but incredibly friendly Addams.

"Mr Addams was nice, but besides him It wasn't too bad, a couple of parents hid their kids from me, but besides that it was ok." She said as she and her father stepped into one of the fireplaces.

Murray reached into his suit jacket pocket for the small pouch of floo powder as he sighed. "Idiots." He said bitterly as he raised his hand and dropped the powder, engulfing the two wolves in bright green fire.

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Later that evening, Enid and her father were sat at the dining room table eating their dinner. large t bone stakes that were still red raw but warm to the touch at Enid's request since she wasn't in the mood for cold stakes the moment.

As she stared at her dinner, lost in the memory of the frightening interaction she had with the Auror, Mr Addams and those witch's conversation as they left, She was interpreted at the push of a bone to her cheek.

"Enid love, your supposed to eat it, not stare at it." Her father joked light heartedly as he brought the stakes bone back to his side of the table and bit down on it, shattering it like if it were made out of rock candy.

"Hmm," She hummed as she pushed the thought to the back of her mind and decided to focus on eating since she had skip her last two meals and was in fact very hungry.

Murray was relieved to see once his daughter started on her stake, half of it was gone within a minute. "Da? who's Mortisha Addams?" Enid asked her father as she took a sip of her pint of milk. Murray looked slightly taken aback at the sudden question.

"Oh, well shes Gomezs wife and the Auror who examined the wands for your trial love, if it wasn't for her, the ministry wouldn't have known the last spell you casted at the time was Lumos."

As Murray finished the bone and drain the rest of his beer, Esther stormed through the kitchen in a fury and went straight to the sink, poured herself a giant glass of water, and drank it down in two gulps.

"Murray! Contact the ministry and have them send an Auror, three McCartneys and a Blunt are on their way through the forest, Enid upstairs." Her mother quickly demand as she poured herself another glass of water.

"Spotted them as I was on patrol, ran all the way back, Enid, please don't make me ask a second time dear." She gently asked her daughter as Murray stood to walk to the fireplace, when he reached it he tossed some floo powder into the fire to contact the Aurors department.

"Mam?" Enid asked, slightly panicking at the sudden drama as she stood from the table, Esther turned to her and checked the time on her watch. "Enid dear? why don't you get some rest, I'm sure going to the ministry today was quite stressful." She gently suggest as she cupped her daughters cheek and lightly ran her thumb across her scars.

Enid started to shake slightly, "But the whole thing with Emily was my fault! I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me!"

"Enid, what happened yesterday was anything but your fault now please, just go upstairs." She asked as she kissed her daughters forehead and lead her to the stairs, muttering that everything was going to be fine.

As she waited at the bottom of the staircase until she was certain Enid had returned to her bedroom, her husband and an Auror with a black, waxed beard and a freshly shaved head emerged from the sitting room. "Mrs Sinclair." the wizard reached out a hand for a shake which Esther took firmly.

"I am glad you and your husband invited the ministry to your territory, from what Murray tells me two magical families have began trespassing?".

She hummed as she walked to the front door Murray was holding for her. "The McCartneys and Blunts, the families of the girls who were bothering our daughter yesterday. Now, Mr?-" She looked to the auror.

"Mr Gelston." he replied.

"Now, Mr Gelston, I must inform you that we have sent for you as a witness to this interaction, or if these wizards make a miss step, this altercation on our behalf." she warned as she exited the house, the auror trailing behind her and Murray closing the door and locking it.

"Those families have been nothing but trouble for us for years Mr and Mrs Sinclair, I hope this doesn't taint your opinions on wizardkind." he said sincerely as he stood beside the two wolves who had taken their places at the side of the house, facing the forests treeline waiting for the arrival of the wizarding families.

"Mr Gelston I must implore you to find a way to fire that knobhead in the well beings department, he always looks at me like I'll snap at any moment." Murray said as he wrap the strap of his wand around his arm, securing it tightly to his grasp.

"Yes, well David is quite the nervous one." The auror sighed as he pulled his own wand from his dark suit jacket.

All was silent for a moment as they waited with bated breath, as they stared down the trees, every now and then the two wolves would sniff the air in the attempt of catching the familiar scent of magic and as Mr Gelston was about to speak Murray spoke up.

"Their here." He said as he tightened his grip on his wand, and just a moment later three wizards and a witch, all with their wands drawn, walked out of the forest and stood in a line.

Murray almost smirked as the situation reminded him of one of the muggle movies he and Enid had watched once about three men standing in a graveyard with those guns they were so found of. The largest of the opposing group was the first to speak, he had a large brown beard and looking to have barely even fit in the dark robes he wore.

"All right Sinclair? You alright mate?" He asked slightly letting his anger slip into his voice.

"I'm alright Mr McCartney, are you lost or are you not aware of the fact you've wandered into our forest, I'm sure Emily would have told you all about how I feel about-"

"MY DAUGHTER!-" Mr McCartney shouted before he paused.

"My daughter told me you tried to eat her yesterday! and if it wasn't for the fact we had business to attend too, I would have skinned you for trying to even touching her you mutt!" He spat as he shook with rage.

Murray rolled his eyes then rubbed his forehead. "I never touched a hair on that girls head and I never would have! But I can't say the same for your Emily touching my Enid!" Murray said outraged beyond belief.

"The nerve of that girl! To tease her for something she has no control over, and to blatantly disregard the law when it come to truewolfs and our ways. I can tell where she learnt it from." He said bitterly as the witch he recognized as one of the Blunts scoffed at the comment.

"Really?! That's rich coming from you! at least he's never been to Azkaban! what was it again?" She pretended to think for a moment before gasping dramatically. "Oh yeah! assaulting an Auror! did you know this Mr Gelston? This wolf here attacked an auror two years ago but the charges were dropped at his hearing, I wonder why?".

"The charges were dropped Mrs blunt, that's all that matters! And there's a good reason for his short stay at Azkaban but that's none of your business! Any of you!" Esther shouted before lowering her voice again just encase Enid could hear the discussion through her bedroom window. Mr Gelston looked to Murray with a raised eyebrow as he silently asked if it was true.

"We can speak about this later, the point is, you four are trespassing on our property right after your daughters disrespected ours. Now, when my husband checked on Enid she had Emily's scent all over her, and I want to know why because the last time your daughter met mine she told her she reminded her of something out of a horror film." Esther said matter of fact as she crossed her arms.

Mr McCartney glared at her. "Are you calling my daughter one of those, those weirdos!" He spat at the mere suggestion of his own daughter being like Enid.

"My Emily would never be one of those 'lesbiams' or what ever you people call them! unlike that grotesque thing you call a daughter, mine was raised righGGH" before the wizard could finish his rant, the giant jaws and teeth of Murray's wolf clasped around the wizards fat neck firmly and dragged Mr McCartney effortlessly to the ground.

"Exspelleams!" Esther roared, disarming one of the two wizards who were about to harm her husband and Mr Gelston pointed his wand to the other witch and wizards.

"LETS ALL CALM DOWN! MR MCCARTNEY! MRS BLUNT! STAND DOWN! Mrs Sinclair please get your husband under control!" The Auror whispered to the wolf beside him.

"Oh I assure you Mr Gelston, my husband is very much in control of himself. If he wasn't, only three of these idiots would be leaving tonight." Esther said calmly as she looked to him. "I warned you, if they took a misstep it would turn into an altercation, calling my 14 year old daughter 'grotesque', I am tempted to let Murray tear him limb for limb." She said as she looked back to her husband who was almost frothing at the mouth.

"Mr Gelston? would you be kind enough to escort these three out of our forest? I would like a private heart too heart with this 'thing'," Esther spat as she walked slowly towards the wizard who was breathing hard and bleeding slightly from the broken skin on his neck from Murray's giant fangs.

Mr Gelston looked torn on what to do, on one hand, these people were blatantly breaking the law and Mr McCartney had disrespected a young girl harshly. But on the other hand, if Mr Sinclair did have a criminal record, then it didn't feel right to leave the wizard alone with these two.

"Mr Gelston, I understand that you feel uncomfortable with my request but I promise you, Mr McCartney will leave our territory alive and well but-" Esther turned to the Auror and unsheathed her claws on her right hand.

"I'd like to gift him with something that will remind him not to judge others on their looks, and I wouldn't want you to witness it. And tell the ministry if this happens again...we will not be this peaceful." She warned as she shot him a look.

"You three, with me! We are leaving!" The Auror pointed his wand towards the remaining two wizards and witch who look beyond outraged. "Are you fucking kidding me?! leave my brother with these beasts! Mr Gelston are you insane?!"

"You and your brothers broke a very serious law tonight, Mrs blunt, that applies to you as well. And I'll have you know, I have a sister who is what people call 'a lesbian', so I myself am not too pleased with your brothers comments. Mrs Sinclair? do I have your word this wizard will leave your property alive?" He asked the wolf who was looking to the struggling wizard as if he was merely prey.

"You have my word." she assured him.

"Mr Sinclair, I would appreciate it if you talk with Mrs Addams tomorrow and make a statement." He stated as he signaled the two McCartneys and the blunt towards the treeline with his wand.

After a few tenses moments of silence and Murray clenching down on the wizards throat which caused him to whimper in pain, the Auror and the three other members of wizardkind left without another word. Esther sighed as she squatted down to look at the wizard whose face was pale white in fear.

"Now then, what did you call my Enid again?" She asked as she brought her razor sharp claws to his cheek, "Oh yes... grotesque, well, even though I find you grotesque already. How about we give you a reminder not to INSULT! My daughter In front of ME!"

Enid clutched her favourite plushie closer to her chest as she increased the volume of her music to drown out the screams of the wizard who's voice replayed in her mind. 'Grotesque' she thought as she held back a sob and sunk further into the warmth of her bed.

Chapter 3: An unexpected guest

The next morning was a silent one, no one had slept the night before and it was evident on everyone's faces due to the dark rings under their eyes, and Enid hadn't even touched the plate in front of her. "Enid?" The voice of her mother had pulled her out of the thoughts of the events and the things that had been said the night prior.

"Hm?" She replied as she slowly pulled her eyes away from her bacon.

"I asked if you wanted to go to the shopping center today, maybe we could have a girls day out? We haven't had one in a while." Her mother asked as she sipped from her coffee mug.

"Oh...I don't know, I didn't sleep that well last night so, I... " Enid trailed off as her mother silently chastised herself for not thinking of what her daughter could have heard. She should have told them to speak in the woods or at least have dragged that blasted wizard farther away from the house to dish out his punishment.

When her and Murray had finished with him and went back inside, Murray had went straight to Enid's room to check on her, but her door was locked shut.

As Esther silently checked her nails for any blemishes awkwardly, Murray quickly marched in through the kitchen while shuffling his brown suit jacket on. "I'm going to the ministry." he said, checking his inside pocket to insure the small bag of floo powder was still there.

"I'm going to speak with Mrs Addams about last night." he stated as he grabbed his wand that was hanging next to his wife's. "Can I come?" Enid blurted out.

Murray froze on the spot. After what had happened last night and the complaints made by numerous people about his daughters appearance, and the fact Esther had attack a wizard for insulting her, Murray thought it best that she didn't. "I'm sorry love, but-"

"I want to thank Mrs Addams for her help with my trial! I could wear a mask! We still have plenty from the pandemic!" she pleaded.

"Absolutely not!" Her mother said sternly. "I forbid you from doing such a thing! if they have an issue with how you look from something that one of their kind caused then that's their issue, not yours!" She ranted.

Enid looked back to her breakfast, not knowing what to say. Her mother had always affirmed her that her scars were nothing to be ashamed of, to never hide them and to be proud of herself for winning the fight that night two years ago, but all they seemed to do were cause her trouble.

"Murray? I'd like to speak to you in private please." her mother stood and walked to the sitting room. Murray and Enid looked puzzled by the request, but her father gave her an apologetic smile and left.

As he entered the living room, he spotted Esther sitting on their large, cushioned sofa with her legs and arms crossed, staring at the TV which was turned off. "I think this should be your last visit the ministry, Murray." she muttered.

"Do you mean it?" He asked in disbelief.

"I tried Murray, I've tried for a lifetime, we've! Tried for a life time to teach them our ways, to show them we are no threat, that we're peaceful if you just respect our boundaries but-" she took a deep breath. "That was the last straw. Judging Enid, calling her a weirdo and-" Esther swallowed the lump in her throat.

Murray placed a hand on his wife's knee and squeezed firmly. "And what about Enid?" He asked softly.

"Enid can choose whatever she wants, if she ever gets over her fear of them, and wants to associate with them, then I will support her fully but, they'll always judge her Murray! All they ever see are her scars and shun her for them. And if she decides to turn to the muggles, she could never be her true self. I can't choose for her, but Murray, her fear is getting worse and she's leaving the house and forest less and less, if this keeps up, she'll become a lone wolf." Esther answered close to a whisper.

Murrays hand rose to her shoulders as he pulled her close, his fingers running over the teeth marks that were hid under her dress shirt from him long ago. Esther looked to her husband as she thought about an idea she had, the one last ditch effort to help her daughter with her fear, the last attempt she would make to let wizard-kind know they could coexist, but her thoughts were interrupted by her husband.

"No matter what she chooses Esther, she will always have the pack, she will always have us." he said as he kissed her softly, and just as Esther was about to deepen it, a knock came from the door.

"Mam! Da! something magical is outside the front door!" Enid whined through a small crack.

'What?' Both Esther and Murray thought as they sniffed the air catching the familiar scent of magic, but both also noticed there was a hint of? "cleaning chemicals?" Esther questioned as Murray practically leapt from his spot on the couch and bolted to the front door, fangs and claws unsheathed at the ready to maul which ever witch or wizard interrupted his and his wife's tender moment, and frightening his daughter.

Murray ripped open the door and gave a deafening roar to whoever decided to end their life via Truewolf. But Murray only saw the ocean. 'what?' He thought. Was this some kind of joke? No it couldn't be, their sent was still in the air, more potent now then when he was inside.

Confused, the wolf took a step to see if someone was hidden at the side of the door, when he bumped into something. Looking down, he saw something he was not expecting. It was a short creature with giant floppy ears wearing a pillowcase as a makeshift dress.

It was a terrified house elf with a white letter clenched firmly to their chest. Their giant purple eyes wide with fear.

"I... I'm here to-to-to" the elf stuttered and shook violently, looking moments away from a full fledged panic attack. "I-I-I-I-..." Their eyes raised to Murray's, and then. THUMP! The elf fell backwards to the ground.

'What? A house elf? they sent a house elf to our home?'

Murray was furious.

Without hesitation, the wolf scooped up the unconscious little elf into his arm and headed back inside his home, but stopped mid stride and looked back at the discarded white envelope that laid abandoned on the ground.

He shifted the small body into his right arm and balanced their head on his shoulder like holding a small child, and squatted down to snatched up the letter with a huff, looking at it suspiciously.

But then, as he glanced at the seal, his anger was replaced with surprise as he noticed the fancy letter H stamped into the red wax that kept the envelope shut.

It was most definitely not a letter from the ministry. No, this letter and this poor elf came from Hogwarts. As he turned the letter over to see who it was addressed to, his breath hitched when he read the elegant cursive handwriting.

To Miss Enid Sinclair it read.

As Murray walked back into their home, he was met with an angry Esther and his daughter hidden behind her. But his wife's eyes widened with panic as she spotted the unconscious elf he held in his arms.

"Oh! What happened!?"

"Little one fainted, I must have scared them too much." Murray said as he held the elf out for Esther to pick up.

"Oh you poor thing! Did the big bad wolf scare you?" she asked softly as she took the small creature into her arms, shooting her husband a playful smirk. "Come with me, I'll get you comfortable." she cooed, turning to head for the sitting room to make a makeshift bed for the elf, leaving Murray and Enid alone.

As Enid was busy with looking at the elf with a look of pure pity, her father placed a hand on her shoulder and handed her the white letter. "Enid? Do you know anyone from Hogwarts?". Enid's head whipped around to face her father, confused at his question.

"What? Hogwarts? No... not really. I don't think so, why?" Enid said, not noticing the letter he was holding out to her.

"Is that so? Then why is this letter that is most definitely from Hogwarts addressed to you? I know I'm no professor love, but-" he started with a over the top sad voice, suppressing a smile.

"WHAT! NO DA! your the best teacher ever!" Enid said as she started to defend herself before being stopped by Murray. "I'm only teasing love, but are you sure you don't know anyone who could be from Hogwarts?"

"Da!" Enid whined as her face grew red, "you know I don't really know anybody outside of the pack." Enid said sadly.

Murray immediately felt guilt at the confession. "ah yes...sorry, here." he held the letter out for his daughter to take.

"What's this?" She asked as she took the offered letter, turning it around and took in a sharp breath as her eyes scanned over the elegant handwriting multiple times before looking back up at her father. "Da...da I..i swear I never!" She paused. "What? What would they want with me!?" She silently and nervously asked her father.

Murray looked thoughtful, what would they want with me? That was a very good question, a question that could be easily answered by doing one simple thing.

"Open it." he suggested as Esther returned from the sitting room dusting her hands off.

"How could they! Sending that poor little elf instead of facing us themselves, the fucking cowards! Sorry dear." Esther apologized for cursing In Front of her daughter as she stood next to Murray.

"What do they want? Do they want us to apologize for punishing that fool of a wizard?! if that's what they want, then they can take that request and shove it firmly up their-" she glanced to Enid. "Cover your ears dear,"

Enid did just that. "its from Hogwarts love." Murray told her, clearly amused at his wife.

"Hog..Hogwarts?" Esther asked confused in a light tone, Hogwarts was trying to contact them?.

"And THEY SEND A HOUSE ELF! Of all the people in wizard-kind to contact us, Hogwarts is the last place I'd expected to be that cruel! They clearly know our territorial nature." Esther huffed and turned to her daughter who was still holding her hands to her ears, she noticed that one of her hands was still holding the white letter.

Esther motioned for her daughter to uncover her ears, "Enid? why are you holding the letter?" Esther asked as she turned to look at her husband.

"Its addressed to her. I suppose it would be rude to open someone else's post." he said lightly.

Esther looked surprised but not upset at the new information. "For Enid? What would they want with Enid?" Suddenly, Esther looked extremely worried, her mind racing with the many things that the letter could contain.

Could they want Enid to visit to display her transformation abilities? What if they requested for Enid to send a claw or a fang for the staff to study or samples of her fur? Most of these things her parents would have gladly supplied if kindly asked, but for them to ask Enid specifically was strange, if not suspicious. Especially before Esther had contacted them with her request.

"Well?" Her mother asked as she nipped on one of her nails nervously with her arms crossed. "huh? Well what?" Enid said as she herself had been lost in thought.

Esther sighed impatiently, "Are you going to open it? or are you going to make me go grey with worry." she said, lightly slapping her husbands shoulder for muttering she already was.

Enid paused as she looked at the letter in her hands. With a shaking hand, Enid elongated one nail and slowly ran it across the top of it, fishing out the piece of parchment, unfolded it and silently read it to herself.

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Dear Enid Sinclair

We at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, would like to extended an invitation for you to attend Hogwarts as a fourth year student. While we understand that you and your fellow Truewolfs prefer the traditional form of homeschooling, we believe that you could gain a great deal of experience, enjoyment and form great bonds with your fellow peers from attending our school.

If you are unsure about attending, then we also extend to you and your parents an invitation to visit our facilities and meet with the headmistress Professor Weems.

If you wish to reply, please do so before the 29th of August.

Also, as I am assuming that you are not in possession of an owl, please give the reply to the elf I sent.

Ps: her name's Winnie and she can be quite excitable.

Professor Thornhill
Potion mistress and head of Gryffindor house
Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

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Enid was stunned, Hogwarts wanted her to attend as a student? A breath of relief left her lungs and she smiled slightly. "Enid? Enid what does it say?" Her mother asked curiously as her nerves loosened at the sight of her daughters smile.

"They just wanted to invite me to attend as a student." she said as she handed the paper back to her father and turned to enter the sitting room, relaxing into one of the arm chairs as she pulled out her earphones and phone.

'Thank goodness!' she thought. They only wanted to offer an invitation to join the school, that was it! They didn't want to talk to her about the day before, they didn't want to skin her to study her anatomy, they just wanted to know if she would like to go.

Honestly, it was sweet of them to offer her a place at the school, but that would be daft!

'HA! go to Hogwarts, I'd faint before I step foot in the place.' Enid lightly giggled as she pressed play on the phones screen, continuing the K-pop album she had been listening to at the ministry before Mr Addams had interrupted her.

She closed her eyes for only a few seconds before feeling a light tapping on her shoulder, when she opened her eyes, she saw her mother looking concerned and mouthing something. "What?" Enid asked scrunching her eyebrows, her mother rolled her eyes and sat down on the chairs arm rest, reaching out, she plucked out an earbud and tucked some of Enid's blonde hair behind her ear, the blue colored enchantment swirled like disturbed water as her mother grew thoughtful.

"I asked you Enid, do you want to go?" she said.

"wha... go? As in? Go to Hogwarts?" Enid half shouted as she looked to her mother, panic filling her eyes.

Her mother paused as she thought for a moment. Finally, as she had made up her mind, she stood up from the armrest and walked towards her husband who was standing over the sleeping elf. She took the letter from his hand and held out her own.

"floo powder dear." she demanded lightly.

Murray gave her a confused, almost concerning look as he reached into his inside jacket pocket. "And... why would you be needing floo powder? I don't think the floo system leads into Hogwarts love." Murray said as he handed her a small pouch.

She took it briskly, "Talk to Enid about attending Hogwarts dear, try and convince her." Esther whispered to her husband, Murray looked shocked beyond belief.

"You want her to go?"

"I'll explain when I get back." she whispered and gave her husband a short kiss.

Esther then marched with purpose towards the fireplace, "Mam? Where are you going!?" Enid asked loudly, looking absolutely terrified.

"I'm going to go speak with Mrs Addams Dear, I believe she was good friends with this-" Esther raised the letter to reread the headmasters name.

"Professor Weems, I'll be back before dinner dear, Murray? Feed the little elf when they wake up." she asked as she grabbed a handful of the green powered and dropping it before bursting into green flames, disappearing, leaving behind a bewildered husband, a daughter who was dreading the aspect of attending a school full of her biggest fear, and a peacefully sleeping house elf.

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Esther Sinclair almost never visited the ministry of magic, she had only visited a handful of times and each of them were times in which she was in a rage. Once when her eldest child Jacob was almost killed by a large spider the well-being department forgot to register and inform people in the area of its presents. Another was when Murray had offhandedly said one of the barrier tellers tried to give him her phone number at dinner.

That time, she may have gone a bit overboard with her warning but still, it was in her nature to protect her mate from other potential suitors, even if they had been together for 6 years at the time.

And once of course for Enid's trial.

No, Esther Sinclair avoided the ministry like the plague, which was why as she marched out of the fire and down the giant hall towards the security barriers, the witches and wizards who were present that Sunday morning parted, avoided eye contact or just plainly walked in the opposite direction of the wolf who looked extremely determined.

As she stopped In Front of the revolving gates, she cleared her throat to grab the attention of the young wizard who was lost in his paperwork, when she didn't grab it, she decided to get his attention in a different way.

She extended a claw and dragged it down the spell proof glass, making a high-pitched scraping sound that echoed through the hall, the sound made the wizard jump and his attention tore from his paperwork to the wolf that stood before him.

"Ah! Mrs Sinclair! I wasn't aware you would be visiting the ministry today, or ever really." he said hastily.

"Yes, well I'm not here to visit the ministry, i am here to speak with Mrs Addams. I would appreciate it if you could inform her of my presents and to tell her to clear her schedule. We have a lot to talk about." Esther told him in an even tone.

"Oh! Well you see Mrs Sinclair, the Auror department is very busy at the moment, there was a break in yesterday afternoon and-"

"Listen here young man," Esther interrupted him.

"Yesterday morning, my husband and daughter had visited the ministry to make a statement for an incidence that occurred on our property involving my 14 year old daughter and two witches who wanted some of her fur for a dare. Then, later that night, a group of witches and wizards trespassed a second time in two days and accused my daughter of being grotesque because of the scars on her face. Then this very morning, when we had stated that if ever a witch or wizard were to cross our boundaries again they would die, a house elf arrived at my doorstep to deliver this!" Esther slapped the letter so hard against the glass, that the young man was truly impressed with the manufacturers that it didn't break.

"Now, you are going to let me through these barriers, or-" Esther extended a claw and drew a perfect circle on the glass slowly, then retracted it and flicked the middle of the circle, popping it out of place and landed on the young man's paperwork. "I'm going to go through you." she threatened darkly.

>

As Esther walked briskly through the halls of the ministry, she noticed how many more security guards had been implemented since she was last here two years ago, 'must be about the break-in' she thought as two security guards eyed her suspiciously.

She followed the directions the barrier teller had kindly and willingly gave her and before long, she was standing in from of two large dark brown doors with two men standing at either side of them, Esther eyed both of them before speaking.

"I'm here to see Mrs Addams, it's of the utmost importance."Before either of them could speak a word, the giant double doors shot open and standing in the middle of the doorway was a tall witch, her long black dress hugged her form and flowed to the ground. Her skin was ghastly while and her hair, long and straight was as black as hair could possibly get, and her eyes were a deep brown that could bear deep into any soul.

"Mrs Sinclair!" She said, "Right on time, just as I predicted, although in my prediction, I envisioned you wearing red instead of a cream colored blazer, how bizarre," She mused for a moment before gesturing Esther to follow her inside.

Mrs Addams office was exactly how Esther had imagined. It was dark and smelled of candle wax and old paper, it was a round tall room with a spiraling staircase that gained access to thousands of books that were stored in the wall. A few candles were scattered throughout the room but the main source of very dim light, came from a giant gold chandler that hung from the ceiling, with what looked like a basilisk skeleton that twisted and turned its way round the heavy metal chain that held it up, it's skull up and ready to strike whoever entered the room.

In the middle was a large black marbled desk with various small creatures bodies floating in yellow liquid and vast amounts of parchment scattered about. On the right side of the room was a vivarium with a large glass cabinet filled with small vials of silver memories. In Front of the desk were two large, leather chairs.

Mortisha gestured for the wolf to take a seat. "So Mrs Sinclair, I believe you told young Damian that we have a lot to talk about, was that how you put it?".

Esther cocked an eyebrow. "Well yes, Mrs Addams, that is how I put it, and I believe we do have a lot to talk about. Let's start with the two witches my Enid found in our forest." she crossed one leg and her arms as she waited for an answer.

"Ah yes! now let me see," Mortisha hummed as she shuffled about the parchment on her desk. "here we are! Yes, Miss Emily McCartney and Miss Rachel Blunt will both received heavy fines for breaking the Truewolf territorial agreement of 2004, now as for what they did to your daughter, that! Miss Sinclair will not go unpunished." Morticia said quietly as she gave the wolf a stern look.

"Teasing a young girl about something as silly as a simple crush, truly horrific and not in the good way may I add. Oh, and as for the altercation on your territory last night. Mr Gelston has informed me and written a full report on the incidence, and I may or may not have tweaked the turn of events slightly. As far as the ministry is concerned, Mr McCartney attacked you first, and in my eyes, it isn't a word of a lie. I heard the things that man said about your petit loup, and honestly-"

"How did you not know?" Esther interrupted suddenly.

"How did you not hear about them planning to blindsided us? Was it something to do with this break in I've been hearing about?" Mortisha paused at the wolfs sudden questioning.

"Oh no, No Mrs Sinclair, the break-in happened at the relics of dark magic department, and although the relics that were stolen are slightly alarming-"

Esther raised her hand to stop the Aurors explanation. "Then why Mrs Addams, did you not know about their plans?" Esther asked darkly as she eyed the witch's reaction.

"Mrs Sinclair? Do you think I let them do this?" Mortisha said with what sounded like betrayal in her voice.

"No! Of course not! But are you not head of the Auror department? I suspect that you of all people would have heard about their plan! my daughter heard about the plan before she left the ministry for fucks sake!" Esther finish as she leaded back into the leather chair and crossed her arms, she glanced at the woman sitting across from her who looked stunned.

"Apologies for cursing, bad habit of mine." But to her surprise, she heard the woman across from her stifle a laugh.

"oh pardon me, it's just my darling raven has the same habit, oh but she tends to do it in Spanish that is, so dreadfully charming. And I am sorry for not hearing about this plan beforehand, I would have put a stop to it the second I heard, I hope you'll believe me!" The Addams pleaded, sounding genuinely remorseful.

It took a moment for Esther to believe her, but the sent of salt and Mortishas eyes turning glossy, she nodded her head firmly which made the dark witch sigh in relief.

"But I must ask Mrs Addams, if your this upset about not finding out about the plan sooner, what could have possibly distracted you to begin with? I believe you hear everything that happens here?".

"Oh cher grand loup, it was because my husband gave me the most horribly wonderful news. My dear, what is your knowledge of divination?" Mortisha asked softly as she stood.

"That people either think its a bunch of old shit or they believe it wholeheartedly." Esther deadpanned as she looked to the dark witch who paused her walking towards her vivarium .

"Yes, that is a very accurate description, I for one believe it wholeheartedly since I can conjure visions of the past, present and future." Mortisha picked a small glass vial from the cabinet, inspecting it fondly and turned to face the wolf who was still in her seat, "Have you ever used one of these before Mrs Sinclair?".

"Not personally, no." Esther said, as she still remained in the soft leather seat and made no indication of changing that.

"Well, I'd like to show you one of my memories of a vision, a vision I had almost a month ago, a vision that involves your family." Mortisha said with pride.

Esther stood abruptly from her seat. "Involving my family! how so?" The wolf suppressed her anxious anger, stalking very slowly towards the Addams, her hand instinctively reaching for her wand that rested at her hip. "Oh no need to get defensive dear-"

"Anything involving my pack and someone outside of it will always make me 'defensive'" Esther warned.

Mortisha's smile widened as she poured the silver liquid into the seer and step to the side and held out her hand.

"Then you will want to see this Esther, you will never see a sight more beautiful." she said softly, "just dip your face into the water, please." she said barely above a whisper.

Esther paused her stalking and took in the Addams body movement and scent, but there was nothing telling her it was a trap or a trick. "Please Esther, I promise you." Mortisha quietly pleaded. Esther relaxed and walked slowly towards the water basin, and finally with one last look too Mortisha. Esther placed her face into the water.

Her vision was blinded by dark wisps of smoke that shot violently across her face and the sensation of falling almost made Esther recoil but suddenly, the sensation faded and the dark smokey wisps started to join together and as if she had stepped through what was almost a portal, Esther found herself in a dark forest. 'this is- this is our forest,' Esther thought as she looked around, taking in the familiar environment.

She started to walk down a worn path that led to an area of the forest that her daughter had favored during cold nights she had the graveyard shift of patrolling their territory, many times Esther or Murray had gotten up during the middle of the night to check on her and found her curled up in a little nest she had made for herself, sleeping soundly.

As Esther crept towards the area, she spotted the familiar sight of blonde fur and the rise and fall of her steady breathing, but as she focused her vision on her sleeping daughter, she noticed that she was curled around something protectively, something with what Esther had suspected, was black fur.

As she walked closer, her daughter lifted her head groggily and looked directly to her. She then she did something Esther had never seen her do before.

Enid growled, she growled like how Murray would growl at other wolfs when they first started dating, she growled like how she herself would growl at her husband as she slept with a baby Enid.

She growled to protect whatever she was curled around, and that thing lifted its own head at the sound of the rumble that came from the wolf's chest and revealed itself.

It was a black jaguar that yawned widely, then muzzled it's head into Enid's giant neck. The wolf tore it's attention away from her mother and muzzled into the giant black cat in return.

Esther pulled her head back and started panting loudly. It didn't make sense! Where the hell did Enid find a jaguar? How did the jaguar get that close to her? What the hell did Esther just see?

She turned her head to her left to see a crying, but smiling Mortisha as she held out a piece of paper to the wolf.

"Esther... the reason I didn't hear about that horrible plan, was because Gomez told me he had found the wolf," she said. "He found the wolf with the three scars across their face, your daughter." Esther hesitantly took the offered paper and read it.

 

Official Animagus Registry report for the Improper Use of Magic Office

Name: Wednesday Friday Addams

Date of birth: 2009/11/13

Successfully transformed Animagus

Animagus form: jet black African Panthera onca

Current residence: Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

 

"Mrs Sinclair, in all the years my daughter has been alive, never has she shown that amount of affection to anyone, not even her own father who she adores completely. And with him, she will only allow a short hug once a week and a light kiss to her hand once a month! For her to let your daughter be that close to her and for her to show that much affection in even my presences, and to desire your daughters attention!" Morticia took in a light breath as she held her hand to her chest, looking moments away from breaking down.

"Oh Esther, your daughter must accept the invitation, Oh Esther I beg of you she must!"

"it was you? It was you who contacted Hogwarts?" Esther muttered as she turned back to sit in the leather chair once again, as she was completely bewildered at the vision and the information she had just received.

She signed as she let her body relax, "for god's sake Mrs Addams, you couldn't have contacted us beforehand? You gave Enid quite the scare this morning." Esther said as she looked to the dark witch who's joy turned to guilt.

"Oh no! Oh no! we never meant too scare her! Oh my the poor girl, why was she scared?" Morticia asked as she sat back down behind her desk.

The wolf looked to her as she thought about her daughters reaction to the letter. "Enid has a phobia of wizard-kind, when I asked her if she wanted to go, she looked as if I asked her too jump off of a cliff, and in all honesty, I pretty much did Mrs Addams. And if Enid said's she doesn't want to go, then she isn't going, no matter how many visions you have." She said firmly as Morticia gasped at the aspect of the vision not happen and panicked slightly at the wolfs words, but took a deep breath.

"Yes well, I'm sure with a little convincing, you can-"

"Mrs Addams, if Enid says she doesn't want to go, I will tear up this letter and never ask her ever again" Esther stated as she held up the letter too emphasize her point.

"What?! I..i. but Mrs Sinclair! the vision!?" Morticia stammered as she started to panick.

"Mrs Sinclair! I must insist you convince your dear Enid to attend for both of our daughters sake! My visions have never failed me and you saw how enamored they were with each other! Oh please! don't rob them of this! My daughter will be in the same year as her so she will protect her I promise you!" She pleaded as she looked to the wolf who was lost in thought at the memory of the vision and the image of her daughters wolf protecting the Addams in her animagus form.

"I'm sorry Morticia, but... I will never make Enid do such a thing against her will. My own mother very rarely gave me a choice and I refuse to do the very same. If the Sinclair pack wasn't as rich as they are, then I'm sure she never would have agreed for me to marry my husband." Esther muttered before clearing her throat after calming down,

"The forest looked to be the Sinclair forest, so even if Enid refuses to go, then maybe... maybe they will meet in another way, but Mrs Addams, if Enid doesn't want to go, I will not force her." Esther said gently.

"Enid deserves all the happiness in this world, and if her attending Hogwarts would achieve that, then I would agree with you but-" she paused as her voice cracked, and she felt tears formed in her eyes at the thought of the happiness Enid clearly displayed in the vision from the jaguar nuzzling into her neck.

But then she remembered a terrified Enid curled up on the chair in their sitting room.

Enid running in fear at the dueling torment and the half an hour it took to calm her down.

Her husband informing her of that despicable girl who made fun of her for liking her and telling her how ugly she was.

She remembered seeing her in her wolf form bleeding and whining softly as the blood moon was raised high in the nights sky.

She remembered how utterly hopeless and terrified she looked when she stood trial at the ministry two years ago.

She looked to Morticia with an expression of pure misery, "I can't force her Morticia, life has been too cruel to her already." she whispered as she rose too leave, and left the office and a speechless Morticia.

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Later that night, Esther appeared in a bright green fire at their fireplace, looking quite tired after the days events. From an awkward breakfast to the conversation with her husband, to a house elf delivering an invitation. To her daughters offer to attend Hogwarts, then the head auror of the ministry of magic showing her a vision she had of Enid and her daughter cuddling up in a forest in their animal forms.

She knew she should go and have a long conversation with Enid, but at the very moment, all she wanted to do is drink a nice large glass of wine and watch one of Murray's dumb, muggle movies.

As she walked to the kitchen, she spotted the house elf Hogwarts had sent on their hands and knees, scrubbing the floor of the hallway.

"Excuse me little one, what might you be doing?" She asked gently.

The elf jumped slightly at the sound of the voice, they turned their head and looked up to the wolf with a giant smile."MRS... MRS SINCLAIR!, Um... Winnie was fed by the big wolf Mrs, Winnie cleaned the house as a thank you... Winnie also is waiting for the little wolfs answer miss." the elf explained in a high pitched voice.

'Answer' Esther thought for a moment, then remembered the letter saying to give the reply to the house elf. "Winnie dear, where are the big and little wolf?" The house elf beamed at the question.

"The big wolf told Winnie to tell you that he was going to patrol your forest tonight, and won't be back till late, and the little wolf is in her bed chambers. Winnie hasn't seen her since dinner miss." Esther frowned as she looked to the top of the stairs.

"Hmm, thank you Winnie, I'll go talk to her. Why don't you get the fire going in the living room and warm yourself up a bit, I'm sure Enid will have an answer for you soon enough." Esther said softly as she made her way up the stairs, down the hall and stood In Front of her daughters bedroom door.

She took a deep breath and knocked. "Enid dear, can you hear me? I want to talk to you about something, something positive, I promise."

There was a brief silence, and as Esther raised her knuckles to knock again, she heard the sound of bed sheets moving and soft footsteps on the carpeted floor.

Then a few moments later, the door opened slowly to reveal an anxious looking Enid, and much to her mother's relief, it looked as though she hadn't been crying.

"Mam, this whole thing about Hogwarts is... I... I talked to Winnie all through dinner about it, and she thinks it's safe, but they'll be witches and wizards there! And they'll hate me mam! they'll pick on me and think I'm some kind of monster! And Winnie told me i'll be a fourth year so I won't know anybody and everyone will have friends and nobody would wanna talk to me and I'll be alone and..and," Enid started to shake and the early signs of a panic attack drove Esther to wrap her arms around her and hug her firmly.

Esther ran her fingers through her daughters hair like she would do anytime Enid got too overwhelmed and whispered 'it's alright love just breathe, it's okay my little wolf'.

After a few moments of steady breathing and her shirt remaining dry, Esther slowly released her daughter and lead her to her bed to sit her down on the side, then sitting herself down beside her. "I went and visited Mrs Addams today Enid. She was the one who contacted Hogwarts." Enid turned to look at her mother with shock and confusion.

"Mrs... Mrs Addams contacted them? But why would she do that? I know she helped with my trial but-" Enid trailed off as her mind tried to figure out as to why Mrs Addams out of all people would want her to go too Hogwarts.

Esther sighed as she picked up her daughters favorite plushie and fiddled with the black ravens wings. "Enid, remember how I told you about divination? the magic that tells the future?".

"Yeah you said it's a load of old shite," Enid blurted before putting a hand over her mouth in shock.

Esther suppressed an amused chuckle as she put back down the raven, "Well yes, I believe I did call it 'a load of all shite' but Enid, today, as I discussed various things with Mrs Addams, she informed me that she had a vision. A vision that had something to do with you."

The blonde wolf's widened in panic, but before she could say a word, her mother smiled at her. "Don't worry dear, it's nothing bad, believe it or not, it's the opposite. Remember a couple of years ago when we visited granny Maria and she showed you her memory of your first steps?"

Enid paused as she remembered, "yeah, with the memory seeing thing, yeah, I took a couple of steps, tripped and slapped my head off the coffee table." Enid recounted as she fiddled with her jumper.

"Yes, you gave us all a scare dear," Esther said wishfully as she remembered her daughters reaction to seeing her younger self falling over, fondly remembering her daughter whipping her head back out of the water and doubling over with laughter. 'when was the last time I've ever heard her laugh like that?' She thought sadly.

"Enid... Mrs Addams showed me the vision she had with one of those 'memory seeing things' today, and you were in the vision dear. You and Mrs Addams's daughter." Enid froze slightly at her mother's words. 'her daughter? Me and Mrs Addams daughter were in this vision together?' Enid thought as she started to smile slightly.

"Me and her daughter are going to become friends? is that what you mean when it's the opposite!?" Enid smiled wide then winced at the sharp pinch that shot through her cheek, rubbing one of her scars while still smiling lightly.

"Well... you certainly will become friends dear, but-" Esther paused for effect as Enid looked to her with interest, "Enid dear, did I ever tell you how old I was when I met your father?" Enid tilted her head slightly at her mother's bizarre question.

Then, after all the pieces fell into place in her mind; 'you and Mrs Addams daughter', 'you certainly will become friends dear', 'did I ever tell you how old I was when I met your father?'. And as if somehow a volcano had formed in her stomach and erupted upwards.

Enid's face grew as red as it could have possibly grow and she threw herself into one of the many pillows on her bed to suppress her ear piercing squeal that was a mixture of pure embarrassment, and delight.

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It had been almost twenty minutes since Mrs Sinclair had left Winnie the house elf to tend to the fire in the sitting room, and while it felt strange not cooking or cleaning, it did feel nice being able to just sit for a moment In Front of the warmth of the fire. It felt so nice in fact, she almost didn't notice the sound of someone shuffling into the room.

At the sound, Winnie turned towards the door and smiled brightly at the colorful wolf who was clutching a folded piece of paper to her chest. "AH LITTLE WOLF! have you a reply for Winnie to deliver to Hogwarts? are you going? Winnie promise's Hogwarts is safe and Winnie thinks you will love-" she stopped as the blonde girl held out the paper for her to take and a bright blush erupted on her face.

"Mam wanted me to ask you if you could write down how to get to the school while she packs my things, I'm-" she swallowed as Winnie looked to her with a hopefully look, excitement shining in her giant purple eyes.

Enid looked away bashfully and tried to hide a sheepish smile but failed. "I'm going to visit Hogwarts tomorrow, to meet with someone."

Chapter 4: The Curse

Sat in the headmistress office, at one of the highest points of the Hogwarts castle, was one of Hogwarts most notorious students. A student who not only spreaded fear and terror, but also spread the air of respect and admiration.

A student who all avoided but also all respected for her dedication to the fair treatment of all things. A student who if trifled with, or trifled with the ones she cared about and those not strong enough to defend themselves, would bring hellfire down upon their heads.

This student's name was Wednesday Addams. And currently, she was incredibly unimpressed with the lateness of her professor, headmistress, and also godmother, professor Weems who had sent for her to meet in her office for their yearly tradition of spending a hour discussing the classes she will attend and her plans for the year. Also to discuss the specific rules that Wednesday will most definitely not adhere to.

She had tanned skin like her father, a small number of faint freckles across the bridge of her nose and her jet black hair was styled into two twin braided pigtails that laid past her collarbones. She wore her preferred black and white striped sweater, black skinny jeans and black leather combat boots that made her the fearsome height of 5'3, and Just as she pulled out the over-sized hunting knife her uncle had gifted her.

Well, really he had thrown it at her, but it's the delivery system was the thought that counts. And just as she also pulled out her wand from her sleeve, professor Weems walked into her office looking slightly tired.

"Please don't Wednesday, i varnished that piler just last month. If your going to throw that thing, do aim it at something easily replaceable." her godmother sighed as she plopped down into her high backed wooden chair, not flinching as she stop the knife from impaling her skull with a blocking charm and shooting it into a portrait of an old forgotten wizard who had the position of headmaster centuries ago.

Professor weems was a tall woman with long white, blonde hair that was tied into a ponytail that almost reached her waist and wore silver colored robe's that shimmered in the light and would bellow behind her as she strolled through the school's hallways, greeting almost every student she pasted with a soft warm smile.

Wednesday dark eyes glared at the headmistress and turned her attention to the portrait of the unfortunate wizard. She flicked her slick black wand, and wordlessly shot her hunting knife back into her free left hand.

"Care to explain your reasoning for keeping me waiting? As much as I adore my time being wasted, one can only spend so many minutes staring at a wall before it becomes boring, and in my case, it was..." Wednesday pulled out a silver pocket watch with an engraving of a scorpion on the lid from her pocket and flicked it open.

"29 minutes, congratulations for making it on time minus 29 minutes." Wednesday said sarcastically as she threw the knife by the blade tip across the room and embedding it into the portrait again.

"Yes, well I had to speak with the house elf's. Now, we have somethings to discuss about last year. let's start with the fact that professor Kinbler has informed me that he will not be returning to continue his position as defense against the dark arts teacher." professor Weems stated as she placed a pair of half mooned glasses onto her face, shuffling through a giant binder.

"Shocking." Wednesday said in a deadpanned voice as she returned her knife again, inspecting the tip for dullness.

"Wends, what you did was incredibly childish."

"Oh, so capturing a Bogart is childish, is it now? well, I shall have Pubert fetch me one next time, also don't call me that." the dark witch said offhandedly as she threw the knife again.

"No Wednesday, what was childish was releasing it into professor Kinbler's office." The older witch vented. Finding someone to fill the role of defense against the dark arts teacher was becoming much more difficult as the years passed, some say the position was cursed but Weems thought it was just bad luck that every year she would have to find a new replacement.

"I'll tell you what's childish! forcing a young girl who was very clearly uncomfortable with the idea of the entire class knowing her greatest fear and being too cowardly to demonstrate the nature of a Bogart himself." Wednesday stated firmly.

"Also, you did inform the ministry, didn't you?" She asked, finally looking too her godmother.

Weems winced at the memory of Wednesday recounting the incident and how when the poor girl had been placed in front of the old cabinet, her father emerged with a belt in his hand.

"Yes, miss Grant is now living with her uncle in Cambridge. And while I do not approve of your actions when it comes to Mr Kinbler... thank you for bringing it to my attention." Weems thanked her goddaughter softly as she flicked a couple of pages in her binder.

Wednesday merely flicked her wand to retrieve her knife once again. "Now then, the incident involving you and miss Tanaka-"

"That was her plan, I was merely assisting her. If anyone should receive a lecture for that it is her," Wednesday interrupted quite quickly as she threw the knife once more.

Weems suppressed a chuckle, "locking a student into the shrieking shack and having them escape from the whomping willow was her idea was it? You must be rubbing off on her then."

Wednesday almost grinned. While she loathed almost all of the students attending Hogwarts, there were a handful of students she tolerated, and Yoko Tanaka was one of them.

While their first year had been a heated one with them being both seekers on their house quidditch teams, over the years, they had formed what Yoko would consider a friendship and what Wednesday would consider a comrade in the war on bullying.

"Yes well, miss Tanaka is quite the vengeful spirit when it comes to her girlfriend. And who am I to turn down the opportunity to punish a homophobic fool." Wednesday said as the knife returned to her hand.

"Wednesday, when it comes to those kind of things, you should let the facility know, not take matters into your own hands." she lightly chastised the younger witch sitting In Front of her.

"Speaking of taken matters into your own hands, let's discuss your status as an animagus. Firstly, congratulations on your successful transformation." Weems said as she smiled gently at her goddaughter who became slightly bashful as her knife returned once again.

"It was only a matter of time, nothing to get excited about. However, I must admit, I was slightly disappointed that the moon didn't see me as a raven, but a summer of prowling the forest, scaring muggles and hunting game has proven a jaguar form quite useful." she admitted as she inspecting the knife once more.

"Which is why I've set some rules in place for you since your the only animagus attending Hogwarts as a student. And as the fact that your form being a dangerous animal, I would appreciate you adhere to them." Wednesday huffed.

"Rule number one. No transforming during class unless asked and no transforming in-between class in the hallways." The dark witch looked to her headmistress with a raised eyebrow.

"what if I'm running late for class?"

Professor Weens shook her head as she frowned, "Your form is too big Wednesday. I don't want you knocking over students, you have to be careful. Your a jaguar, not a house cat. If you want to transform, do it in a large area or outside." She told her as she checked her list.

"Rule number two, if your in your jaguar form, please try and resist the urge to damage the furniture, I don't want to walk around fixing clawed-"

"THAT! that happened the second time I shifted Weems! I am more then in control of my actions while I'm a jaguar!" Wednesday stated rather heatedly as she crossed her arms.

Professor Weems smiled with amusement at her goddaughters embarrassment, "If you say so Wednesday, just try and not tear up the curtains of the Great hall." She didn't flinch as she stopped the knife once again that was aimed at her forehead.

"Now then, rule number three, and Wednesday, I really mean this when I say it, no mauling students who have upset you. And this is a one strike policy Wednesday. One incidence and not only will you be expelled, but we will contact the ministry as well. Your animagus form is incredibly dangerous and that is not meant to be taken as a compliment." Weems warned firmly as she looked Wednesday in the eye which she rolled.

"Now... dear," Weems started hesitantly as she removed her glass and leaned forward onto her desk, which made Wednesday look to her slightly alarmed. her godmother only ever called her that if something of great importance was about to be addressed.

The last time she called her that was when her father had been bitten by a black mamba, an incredibly venomous snake.

And although there was almost no chance he would die since the Addams had an abnormal resistance to all know poisons and venom's, when professor Weems delivered the news to Wednesday, she was visibly shaking at the fact her father was injured in anyway.

She would never admit it, never in a thousand years would she admit and never in a million years would anyone accuse her of being what the Muggles called a 'daddy's girl', but Wednesday was incredibly close to her father and cherished him deeply.

So for professor Weems to call her 'dear' meant she was about to tell her something that was going to make her incredibly upset.

"I need a favor from you." Weems said as she took a breath, and in return Wednesday released a breath she had subconsciously held of her own.

"What is it Weems? Need me to fill the vacancy in the dark arts department?" the dark witch half joked as she put her knife away, relief filling her. If it was a favor then that meant no one was in danger or in danger of being in danger.

"No dear I've found a replacement, it's your sleeping arrangement I am afraid, it has to change," Weems said carefully, her eyes never leaving her goddaughter or more specifically her hand that was now clenching her wand. What little color that was in the young witch's face had drained completely.

"You want me to return to the Slytherin dungeons? Are you mental! I wouldn't last a month! They wouldn't last a week! we'd kill each other!" Wednesday exclaimed with a small hint of panic in her voice, because if there was any group of students who hated her more then anyone else in Hogwarts, it was her own house.

The Slytherin's loathed Wednesday entirely and the feeling was mutual. she was the reason they lost so many House points, she was the reason they had lost the house cup three years in a row and she was the reason their fun of bullying and cheating during classes was spoiled.

And in return, they were the reason Wednesday was always on guard as she walked through the halls in-between classes, why she had to sit at the other house tables at lunch, dinner and the opening and closing ceremony of the year.

They were the reason Wednesday probably held the record for most nights spent in the hospital wing with broken noses and black eyes. And of course, they were the reason Wednesday only ever rode the Hogwarts express twice, once during her first year, and once for her second year to protect Pugsley.

And now, her own godmother was throwing her right into the jaws of the beast. If she didn't have so much unfinished business, then Wednesday would have almost been touched at the gesture of the betrayal but no, she had far too many things to finish.

Weems rolled her eyes, "Calm down Wednesday, I am not kicking you out of the room of requirement, I need you to, well..." she hesitated.

"I need you to take in a new student as a roommate." the headmaster asked somewhat hurriedly, clasping her hands together as she braced herself for her godchild's reaction.

Wednesday was stunned, 'a roommate? She wants me to have a roommate? Me?' She grinned slightly. "Giddy for the new semester Weems? Beforehand I thought you were in a stressful mood, but to jest about something so ridiculous. me with a roommate, how utterly absurd a concept." the young witch checked her watch once again.

"If that is all professor I must leave, I have a mandrake that should be sprouting soon and I'd prefer to harvest it before it gets to mature. have a horrible afternoon." Wednesday said as she stood up from her seat and slid her wand up her sleeve.

Professor Weems checked her own watch and nodded. "Yes, I believe it an appropriate time to conclude our meeting. Especially since the Sinclair family should be arriving at the main gates in the next twenty minutes. I'm afraid your mandrake is going to have to wait Wednesday, I'd like for you to meet Enid as soon as possible since you are going to be rooming with her for the next four years, if she isn't sorted into Slytherin that is." Weems said as she stood herself and before walking out of the office she turned to look back at her goddaughter.

"shall we?" she gestured to the door.

The dark witch's eyes widened at the realization that her godmother was in fact not jesting, she was in fact dead serious.

"Weems," Wednesday said as carefully as she possibly could.

"Tell me you are joking."

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As Wednesday and professor Weems walked down the stairs towards the main entrance of Hogwarts, the older witch was as calm as ever and the younger witch was positively fuming.

"I'll lock her out."

"I'll unlock the door."

"She can sleep on the couch of her common room."

"And have her be mortified every morning? No."

"She can sleep in the Undercroft."

"It's too cold and damp."

"I'll make her life a living hell!"

"like those three Slytherin's try to do to you? Wednesday we both know you would never do that to an innocent person." Weems said calmly.

"Wednesday, if she's sorted into Slytherin then she can simply take the bunk meant for you, but if she isn't, she will sleep in the room of requirement, end of discussion." the headmistress said firmly.

The dark witch scoffed before Weems became very serious, "This girl has been through enough already Wednesday, she is being incredibly brave for even coming to visit the castle today, and If she complains even once about your treatment of her, you will be sent straight back to the Slytherin dungeons before you could even blink but, I doubt that will be the case." she lightly chuckle as she turned to pass through a set of doors that lead to the giant entrance.

"Incredibly brave? A witch is coming to Hogwarts three years late? contact the ministry, I believe the honor of Merlin is warranted." Wednesday said sarcastically as she followed her headmistress through the doors.

Weems huffed and decided it would be best if she inform her of her new roommate. "She isn't exactly a witch, she is a Truewolf, a Truewolf who I have been informed has a phobia of wizard-kind and her willingly coming here today is worthy of a honor of Merlin if you were to ask me," Wednesday was utterly speechless, a Truewolf attending Hogwarts?

"A Truewolf? Why would a wolf want to come to Hogwarts? They home school Weems! why would she come here for schooling? And a phobia of wizard-kind?" Wednesday was getting more and more confused as the conversion continued.

As they approached the giant doors of the entrance professor Weems paused. "Wednesday... I know you don't like change, I know it takes you awhile to warm up to people and I know how much this scares you-"

"I am not scared!" Wednesday spat as her breath hitched at the comment, she wasn't scared and she would never be scared ever again.

Her godmother eyes softened at her reaction. She may have thought she was emotionless, that she was a cold-heartless witch that didn't need anybody, but Weems knew better. Wednesday was a wonderful witch, a witch that was incredibly talented and had a strong sense of justice. when she saw the misfortune of a poor student who wasn't strong enough to defend themselves, or the mistreatment of a house elf or any magical creature, she jumped in immediately, defending the weak and innocent without ever thinking of her own well being.

"Wednesday, from what I've heard from your father, this girl is one of the nicest, sweetest and-"

"What? Father has met her?" Wednesday asked her. 'oh, I should not have told her that' Weems chastised herself. "Wait, so father has meet her and now she's going to be my roommate?" Wednesday asked as she started to panic.

No way, no way is this happening! "What did he say? what did he say Weems! I demand you tell me exactly what came from his mouth, if he said anything about the curse, anything at all! you must tell me Weems!" She demanded as fear crept up her spine and her palms started to sweat.

Professor Weems looked to her goddaughter with pity. "He said he found the one Wednesday, the wolf your mother saw in her vision. Now you know I won't tell you what she saw but Wednesday, before you jump too any conclusions I think the best thing to do is meet her and-"

"FATHER IS TRYING TO SET ME UP WITH A FUCKING WOLF!" Wednesday very rarely swore in English, but she was beyond furious. She deeply adored her father, but one of the things she could not stand was his obsession with the aspect of her finding the one who will activate the Addams family curse. The curse that effected every blood member of her family. Every member of the Addams family was affected by the curse of true love, and once an Addams finds their love they will never love another, they will become completely obsessed and utterly devoted to their love until their dying breath.

"Wednesday please calm down, take a breath." Weems requested calmly as she opened the doors with a flick of her wand.

Wednesday mind raced as everything started to add up. Her mother's reaction to her vision of her animagus form from when she had requested a vision be conjured before she had shifted a month ago. Mortisha looking at her with the most sickening expression of pure joy, tears streaming down her face.

That night, her father locking himself into his study, crying loudly and declaring his gratefulness to the moon goddess for what she had done for his daughter. And now her godmother was making her share the room of requirement with a Truewolf her father had met and her mother had seemingly had seen in the vision.

'Merlin's beard' Wednesday thought softly. 'Mother wasn't crying because she was proud I would turn into such a dangerous animal was she? no, she was crying because she saw what father believed was the one?' Wednesday was still lost in thought as Weems spotted three large wolves stalking towards the entrance of the castle and crossing the courtyard.

One was a large brown intimidating wolf, the other was slightly smaller and gray, looking around for any signs of threats. And the smallest was a blonde timid wolf covered in scars. Bright pink luggage was hanging around her neck as well as her wand and her tail was tucked between her legs as she nervously glanced around.

Weems sent them a genuine smiled as she bowed towards the three hulking wolfs. "Mr and Mrs Sinclair! It is an honor you have graced Hogwarts with your presence. I hope the journey wasn't to much of a hindrance." she rose as the two adult wolves eyed her movements.

There was a moment of quiet tension as the wolfs took in their environment and before professor Weems could say another word, the gray wolf transformed into a tall graying haired woman wearing a business pant suit.

"Professor Weems I presume? Esther Sinclair, one head of the Sinclair pack of the British isles." Esther held her hand out to which Weems took immediately. "The journey was long but not a hindrance, we would appreciate an attendance with you immediately to discuss our daughter. And who might this be?" Esther asked as she crossed her arms looking to a still lost in thought Wednesday.

"This is my goddaughter, Wednesday Friday Addams, she will be taking care of Enid for the duration of her stay here at Hogwarts." Weems informed as she clasped her hands behind her back, Turning slightly as she looked down to the dark haired witch. "Wednesday, don't be rude, introduce yourself." Weems requested.

At the sound of her name, Wednesday looked up from the spot on the ground she was staring at and her eyes landed on a tall women and a large brown wolf looking at her. And just as she was about to speak, her attention was stolen by what was behind them. It was a large blonde wolf with three long scars down their snout and countless others around her body. she was shorter than the other two and skinnier, but looked as if she stood at least 7 foot tall.

Wednesday notice that the sides of her neck were colored differently to the rest of her fur, it turn from blonde to red and blue from what she suspected was some form of an enchantment. But what stood out to her the most of all were her eyes, they were blood red. Wednesday was speechless, it was the most beautiful creature she had ever laid her eyes on, so beautiful in fact she hadn't noticed herself walking towards the tall wolf, nor did she hear the growl coming from the gigantic brown wolf, who's eyes never left her. She did notice however, the blonde wolf relax slightly as she saw the look on the dark witch's face and her tail had risen slightly, gently swaying side to side.

As Wednesday stopped In Front of the great wolf, she heard the other woman who she had assumed was the wolf's mother speak. "Enid, transform please." she asked calmly, the wolf tore her gaze from Wednesdays dark eyes to her mother who was smirking slightly with her arms crossed, when she turned her attention back to the witch In Front of her and transformed.

Standing in front of Wednesday was a taller girl with shoulder length blonde hair with the ends colored red and blue with a transfiguration spell, she wore a baggy Orange jumper and plain blue jeans and red chuck Taylor's. On her face were three deep scars that ran down her left cheek handsomely and one smaller one cutting through her left eyebrow, and her eyes were the brightest shade of blue Wednesday had ever seen.

The dark witch's eyes widened in shock at the sight In Front of her, because if she considered the wolf the most beautiful thing she has ever seen, then the girl who stood In Front of her should be considered as the moon goddess herself.

'shit' Wednesday thought as she felt a phantom hand reach into her chest and clasping around her black heart firmly, pulling her towards the girl In Front of her, exactly like how her father described the first time he had laid eyes on her mother the first night he had attended Hogwarts.

She instinctively reached up and cupped the blondes cheek, lightly brushing her thumb over her scars as Wednesday stared into the deep blue pools of the wolfs eyes to which, surprising both of the girls parents slightly, the girl leaned into it as she held the dark witch's gaze.

If Wednesday wasn't so enamored with the wolf, she would have cursed her father for the blood that ran through her veins. the Addams family ancestry, professor Weems, the wolfs parents and her mother's vision seeing ability for putting her in this situation, but nothing could break her fixation.

'shit' Wednesday thought, 'this is definitely the curse'. "Eres el gran lobo del sol, eres la chica más inquietantemente hermosa que he visto y creo que me has maldecido." she said softly as she gazed into Enid's eyes.

"I...I..i don't speak Mexican?" The blonde girl stammered out, her cheeks reddening as she realized what she had just said.

Wednesdays hand dropped to her side as her face fell to a deadpanned expression. 'fantastic' she thought, 'ive fell for an idiot, how dreadfully ironic'.

"I-I-I mean Spanish! Yeah you were speaking Spanish right? Or like Espanol? That's how you pronounce it right!? Espanol?" The girl panicked as she tried to cover up her mistake, nervously looking to her parents for help, but they were busy speaking with the blonde haired witch. Wednesday sighed as she crossed her arms and weight up her options on how to handle the situation at hand.

Her first option was to raid the restricted section of the library to find a method of removing her heart without her dying. There must have been some kind of sacrifice spell involving dark magic. Her second option was to kill the wolf but the curse would prevent that, it's been less then two minutes and she already felt ready to lay her life at the blondes feet if she asked for it.

The third which was the most effective and quickest way to end the madness that was storming inside of her treacherous heart, was to commit suicide. Now that wasn't the most ideal option since it would be horrible news to her close ones and family. Her parents and professor Weems would be deviated and would probably blame themselves.

Pubert would wonder why her big sister didn't come home for Christmas and no one would be around to protect Pugsley. Bianca would be down a seeker and a dueling partner, and Yoko would have to keep the school's bullying to a minimum by herself and this girl In-front of her, what would she think? The day they meet and become roommates she immediately commit suicide? Wednesday looked up and looked to the wolf and her reflection in her eyes that were full of worry.

"H-hey are you okay? You look pale, are you feeling ill? Should I get the witch over there?" Enid fretted at the aspect of this girl being in distress for some reason. she put the back of her hand to the dark witch's forehead that was ice cold.

Wednesdays forehead was cold, but Enid's hand was warm, and that warmth swept through out the dark witch's interior being, filling her heart so full of the feeling of joy she never thought even possible of achieving, to the point of explosion.

"Wednesday." the dark witch stated as Enid retracted her hand with surprise at the other girls voice.

"umm, no I think it's Sunday? Are you sure your not sick? I could make you some soup! I'm sure the house elf's wouldn't mind right? What's her name again? Weems? Yea that's right, PROFESSOR WEEMS! DO YOU THINK THE HOUSE ELF'S WOULD MIND IF I USE THE KITCHEN!".

"No you dolt! that's my name!" Wednesday said heatedly, heat rising to her face at the thought of the wolf cooking for her.

"My name is Wednesday Friday Addams." She introduced herself formerly as she held her hand out for the wolf to shake, not acknowledging her subconsciously missing the warmth of the girls touch. "And I apologize for the insult, the confusion of my name and the current day of the week is a common occurrence that never fails to annoy me."

She apologized? She apologized for insulting someone who had annoyed her? 'Christ this curse worked fast' Wednesday thought as Enid shook her hand before dropping it in alarm.

"Oh god! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to insult you shit! Why am I so embarrassing!" She whined as she covered her face in shame, 'first I call Spanish Mexican in front of this absolutely drop dead gorgeous girl and now I insult her name! Damn it Enid you suck' she self deprecated as her face remained hidden in her hands, before feeling cold slim fingers wrap softly around her wrists and gently prided her arms apart, she could have melted on the spot at the sight of soft, almost pitch black eyes looking at her with a strange look on their owners perfect face, her wolf howled madly.

"Don't do that espléndida, por favor no me prives de tal privilegio." she said barely above a whisper, before stepping back abruptly blushing furiously.

'that's it, it's decided, the one who is going to die is not me' the dark witch thought as she stared at her leather combat boots, 'father your days are FUCKING NUMBERED!' she roared internally.

"Wednesday? Me and Enid's parents are going to have a discussion in my office, Mr and Mrs Sinclair, would it make you uncomfortable to leave your daughter in miss Addams care as we talk? She could give Enid a tour of our facilities?" The headmistress asked the two adult wolves calmly.

Esther frowned as she turned her head towards professor weems, tearing her gaze from her daughters and the young Addams interactions.

"Murray dear, could you inspect miss Addams and her intentions please." Esther asked her husband who was still in his wolf form, her eyes never leaving the witch In Front of her.

Without a moment's hesitation Murray stalked towards the small dark witch with his head low, sniffing her as he circled the two young girls. After a few circles and numerous hums and sniffs, Murray turned his giant head back to his wife and nodded affirming her, he then turned to his daughter and nuzzled gently into her head.

"Dad! You're embarrassing me!" She quietly whined as Murray lifted his head and huffed, then bent down again to hook a giant tooth under the leather strap of Enid's luggage strap that was resting around the young wolf's neck and gently lifted it, walking slowly back towards his wife and the professor.

"Are you sure dear?" Esther asked slightly worried about her daughter being led around a giant castle full of all types of dangers, by a stranger no less.

Murray transformed into his human form and grab the leather strap from his mouth, tossing the bright pink luggage over one of his shoulders. "yes love, I'm sure." he replied softly looking back at the two girls who were back to looking at each other wordlessly. Professor Weens grinned.

"I assure you Mrs Sinclair, the most feared, deadliest and dangerous thing that Hogwarts has to offer will be the one guiding and protecting your young wolf." She said as she looked at Wednesday with pure pride. "I would trust that girl with my life." Weems stated firmly as she turned to re-enter the castle with her hands clasped behind her back.

Wednesday turned around and saw the three adults leave for the headmistress office to discuss their daughters future at Hogwarts presumably. she huffed and turned to look to the colorful girl who looked slightly panicked at the sight of her parents leaving.

"Miss Sinclair? My godmother has place the role of tour guide, protector, and roommate of yours on my shoulders for the remainder of our time here at Hogwarts, now shall we?" She asked with an offer of her elbow as she stood beside the wolf who blushed brightly at the display of chivalry and latched on to her immediately.

"Hogwarts? It's-it's safe right? Please tell me it's safe!" Enid pleaded as she and Wednesday walked towards the school's giant doors.

"Enid wasn't it?" The dark witch asked as she tested the sound of the name out of her own voice and enjoying it greatly. the wolf who held her arm firmly looked down at her and nodded.

"Well Enid Sinclair, Hogwarts is a dangerous place, a dangerous place full to the brim of hazardous hallways, secrets, dangerous classes in which you will be interacting with deadly plants, vicious animals, poisonous potions and gifted duelers. Also the fact you will be accompanied by the school's most loathed, hated, despised and most targeted student who has ever attended Hogwarts, you will most definitely be in danger at almost every waking moment of your attendance." Wednesday stated as they grew closer before they were halted by Enid freezing in fear and whimpered.

The dark witch look up at her and saw her face void of color, staring at the castle with fear. Wednesday felt immediately guilty for scaring her.

"But Enid, you will have the ultimate safely net while you are here at Hogwarts. Something very few have obtained in their entire lifetimes and something that will guarantee your survival of this hellscape of a school," Wednesday declared as Enid turned to look at her and in that moment decided something she believed would change her life forever.

Once a time, Wednesday had promised herself that she would be the first Addams to never fall to the curse. That she would never be soft, that she would be alone forever and never ever become a love sickened fool like her father, but apparently; she truly was her father's daughter, because as she looked to the colorful wolf who should have disgusted her with her multi colored nails, her blonde enchanted hair and her revolting taste in clothing.

Wednesday decided that she had lost, and The curse had won.

"You will have me to protect you, gran lobo." She declared softly as Enid breath hitched and the wolf inside her howled so loudly, she was convinced it had gone mad.

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As Wednesday and Enid walked through the halls of Hogwarts, never once did the wolf let go of the dark witch's elbow much too her delighted. "So tell me Enid, you happened too have met my father recently? How did that occurr?" She inquired as they climbed the steps of the main entrance to the open hall.

Enid looked to her slightly surprised, "Oh! Oh yeah I um, I met him at the ministry a couple of days ago. He kinda saved me from an auror who thought I was a werewolf who wasn't wearing a lycan restrictor," the wolf said as she fiddled with the fabric of Wednesdays sweater.

"It was pretty scary honestly, but your dad stepped in before I..." She paused as her grip tightened slightly, "I don't like confrontation, especially when it comes to witch and wizards, but your dad was great! You kinda remind me of him with the Spanish and gentleness thing." She blushed slightly as she look down to their conjoined arms.

Wednesday huffed at the blondes comments, but she couldn't dispute them even if she tried since she was literally leading the wolf like her father would lead her mother consistently. "Your first impressions of me are completely false, I am nothing like my father, but that is a conversation for another time, as for now I believe it appropriate to discuss our situation." The dark witch informed her as she pressed herself closer to the taller girl.

"First and foremost, have you been told of your sleeping arrangement?" She asked as she looked to Enid who she shook her head with a frown.

"Hogwarts has a set number of beds for the students that attend. Each year has a hundred and fifty and each year students get a new bed in their dorms, except for me since I don't sleep in the Slytherin dungeons, I sleep in the room of requirement." Wednesday said as she turned to the northern hallway.

"There are four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and if the sorting hat chooses you to join Slytherin, you will take the vacant bunk that is meant for me, but if you are sorted into one of the other three, then professor Weems insists you will be with me," she said.

"What!? Sleeping with you!?" Enid squealed as her face burned brightly, looking alarmed. At the girls plight, Wednesday made some distance from her as she looked to her with a frightening expression and a painful pang of her heart, but to her surprise the blonde wolf pulled her back firmly. "I-I-I mean we just met! Sharing a bed seems kind of-"

"You will have your own bed Sinclair!" Wednesday chastised as she continued to walk forward as her heart calmed with relief, "I'm sure the room will conjure you an acceptable sleeping space if it accepts your presence."

As the two of them walked through a deserted hallway, Wednesday was halfway through explaining the differences between the Hogwarts houses when the ghost of a portly man flew through the wall. He was dressed in a yellow suit jacket and a top hat. It was peeves the poltergeist, and once he spotted the scars on the blonde wolfs face, he broke into a large grin and started to sing.

"oh scar-face! Oh scar-face! oh Look at those ugly scars! A werewolf no doubt! We'll all scream and shout, this girl should be behind bars!" He exclaimed as he flew around the pair gleefully.

Enid's stomach dropped at the poltergeist words, "Ugly! Ugly! Oh so ugly! Never have seen such a sight! With a face like yours, I won't be surprised, if the first years run away with fright!" The poltergeist sang as he twirled in the air, laughing to himself at Enid's reaction.

As tears started to well up in her bright blue eyes and her hold on Wednesday arm tightened, the dark witch besides her pulled out her wand, her face held an a dark, murderous expression of pure hatred. "Peeves!" she spat.

"Oh! if it isn't little Wednesday! And look she found herself a pet! am I invited to the weddin AHH!" The ghost screamed as he dodged a warning shot from the tip of the shorter witch's wand, frightening both the poltergeist and wolf beside her as she let go of Enid and walked slowly towards him.

"Professor weems may have stopped my first attempt of getting rid of you, but she is preoccupied at the moment you disgusting parasite! And if you don't disappear right this second, I will fulfill the promise I made to you the moment we first met! and if you ever so much speak a word to miss Sinclair again, I will send you to the deepest, darkest, pits of the underworld." She warned as she glared at the semi translucent man who again started to grin.

"Ohhh little Wednesday is all bark and no bite scar-face! She threatens and threatens but never does she deliver!" He exclaimed as he flew past them down the hall after he blew a raspberry right in Enid's face.

"¡Cabrón! ¡cómo te atreves a faltarle el respeto a lo más hermoso que adorna estos salones!" Wednesday angry shouted as she shot several more spells after the specter who dodged all of them easily. laughing as one of her spells blew one of the suits of armor standing guard beside a classroom door apart, then flying through a wall leave the two girls alone once again.

Wednesday growled as she hid her wand up her sleeve and turned to the blonde wolf, who looked absolutely terrified, the dark witch paused at the sight that confused her slightly.

She was expecting Enid to be crying at the ghosts cruel comments about her appearance, and she had prepared herself to console her, to tell her that her scars were hauntingly beautiful and that if anyone told her otherwise, she would break the vow she made to her father of never performing the 3 unforgivable curses until she turned 18, but she wasn't expecting for her to be afraid.

"Enid? Are you alright mi hermoso lobo? Peeves is a scoundrel and an embarrassment to all poltergeist around the world but he would never-" she started to approach the wolf when to her horror, the blonde girl stepped back in fear. Wednesday voice caught in her throat as the curse gripped her heart tightly and twisted, almost as if it was punishing her for what she had done.

'i don't like confrontation, especially when it comes to witches and wizards.' Enid's voice rang through the dark witch's mind. "Enid... Enid I'm... I-" Wednesday stammered as she backed away to give the wolf more space in an attempt to make her more comfortable and looked down in shame, the gesture warmed Enid's heart.

"Enid, I apologize for not taking your fears into consideration when it comes to my reaction to peeves taunts, he is one of the only things here that can truly get under my skin but-" she was interrupted as she felt a hand gently grasp her elbow that Enid had previously held before they were rudely interrupted. she was meet with a soft reassuring smile from the blonde and the press of her body as she returned to her previous position.

"It's ok... i'll be honest, you did scare me quite a bit there, you being all gentle and sweet, then all of a sudden shooting spells and screaming in Spanish, it was just... please don't do that, or if you have to, could you warn me before hand, I'll cover my ears like when my mam curses." She requested as she squeezed the shorter girls arm.

Wednesday looked to her in amazement and felt her heart un-clench in relief. "Of course mi hermoso lobo, again please forgive me for my anger, it's something that plagues me. now if you would like I can show you were you'll be staying?" She offered as she lead them towards the room of requirement.

"Yeah I'd like that, also what does 'mi hermoso lobo' mean?" Enid asked.

"Not telling you, and if you attempt to translate it before I tell you, peeves won't be the only one sent to the underworld." Wednesday lightly threatened with a grin.

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As they made there way through hallways and doors, climbing up staircases and passing giant windows that Enid looked at with awe, they discussed various things about themselves. Wednesday had told her that she was top of the year in many subjects including potions, transfiguration, history of magic and defense against the dark arts.

Enid had told her that she was trained in wilderness survival and how she could identify pretty much every plant know to not only mankind, but wizard-kind as well, knowing which ones were safe to eat and which weren't. She also told her about her father training her to fight.

"MMA? What does that stand for?" Wednesday asked curiously as she looked up slightly to the wolf that still clung to her.

"Mixed martial arts, Da insisted I know how to handle myself in a fight if I wanted to join the family business but, I'm kind of a coward, so it doesn't really make a difference if I know how to fight or not." She said somewhat sadly as Wednesday gave her arm a soft squeeze.

"Don't say that, Professor Weems has informed me that you've been through some hardships in the past, and even entertaining the thought of attending Hogwarts is incredibly brave of you. Also learning how to fight will never be pointless." Wednesday felt a little bit of blood rise to her face and swallowed a small lump in her throat, "How well do you know how to fight?" The dark witch asked as they stopped In Front of a blank pale, white wall.

"Well... Da said I could compete in tournaments but, with my strength, I think I'd have an unfair advantage." Enid said as she looked at the wall curiosity.

Wednesday almost scowled at the urge to fiercely declare the wolf 'the noblest of living beings to have ever lived' at her thoughtfulness of the safety of others and her objection to uneven playing fields, then she almost vomited at the urge to raise the blondes hand and kiss the back of it.

'Ok, first show the wolf the room, then step out for a moment to make a howler for father' Wednesday thought as she turned her attention to the wall that reminded blank. "Room, open up." She requested, but to her annoyance the wall remained to appear to be nothing but regular old wall.

Enid looked down at Wednesday and before she could asked if she was sure she wasn't Ill, the small witch turned to Enid wearing the softest expression she could muster. "Cover your ears espléndida," Wednesday asked gently and Enid's hands went straight to her ears and shut her eyes.

Wednesday turned to face the wall and started to yell loudly at it in Spanish, when Enid opened her eyes she was shocked to see a large black metal framed door had appeared where mear seconds ago a plain wall had been.

Wednesday nodded triumphantly, "Apologizes hermoso lobo, the room of requirement can be a bit stubborn at times," She said as she held the door open for confused wolf.

Chapter 5: The room of requirement

As the two girls walked into the room, Enid paused and looked around in amazement at the sight around her. The walls were tall and dark brown, made of mahogany, and thousands of books were on countless shelves that surrounded her. There were paintings of dueling wizards, furious dragons breathing fire on villages, and a family portrait of the bizarre Addams family over a giant stone fireplace that lit a giant roaring fire as soon as they had entered with a long red couch In front of it.

To her right she saw tables with boiling pots and small fires that were lit underneath them, various skulls and small vial's of blue, green and yellow were on display in a glass cabinet next to a perfectly organised writing desk. To her left she saw a queen sized bed with fancy drapes that were made of the finest silks.

On one side of the bed was a giant vanity table, that to Enid amazement, was carved out of black marble. And on the other side of the bed was a small table that held what looked like a small dogs bed that was also made of silk. But the first thing Enid noticed was that almost everything in the room was black.

From the hard marbled floor, to the writing desk, the bookshelves to the queen size bed, almost everything was black, white, deep red or purple. Enid was besides herself with how wonderful it was. "It's beautiful Wednesday! It's so... you," She sighed wishfully, not noticing the fiery blush that erupted on the dark witch's face.

"Yes well, Hogwarts has many things to offer, but I am of the opinion that the room of requirement is by far the most useful," Wednesday informed the colorful wolf as she clasped her hands behind her back and she walked about the room.

"After an incident that occurred halfway through my first year here, the room revealed it's self to me, and ever since that day, I have been staying here instead of the Slytherin dungeons."

Enid looked to the witch with a hint of worry, "Wednesday, what do you mean? what happened?"

"A story for another time Enid. Now then, I believe you need a sleeping space. Room?" Wednesday stated aloud.

"Miss Sinclair needs a place to sleep, what did you have in mind?" She asked the room and waited for any changes. But after a few seconds with nothing happening, she glanced around in confusion before her eyes landed on her own bed and saw, much to her mortification, it was widening and a small blonde wolf plushie appeared on one of her black satin pillows.

Wednesday turned sharply to one of the walls, and punched it as hard as she possibly could, and in an instant her bed returned to it's original size and the room widened. Wednesdays belongings on the right hand side moved and rearranged themselves on the left. In their place, a plain queen sized bed, a quite pretty cream colored vanity table and Enid's pink luggage appeared.

"My luggage! How did the room get my luggage from my Da?" She asked curiously as she made her way towards her side of the room itself created for her.

"House elf's I presume, there was one that appear in here once a time, but I almost hexed her when she caught me changing one day, hasn't shown up since."

Enid turned and sent the small witch a frown. "Wednesday. you can't treat the elf's that way." Enid lightly chastised the other girl as she began to unpack her luggage as Wednesday felt the need to justify herself and clarify she never mistreated the house elf's.

"It was only once, and I was practically naked!" Enid hid her flushed face by busying herself with lifting her bright pink duvet and was surprised when her favorite plushie came tumbling out and falling on to her new bed.

"LYNOTT! Omg! I was worried Mam was going to forget to pack you!" She exclaimed happily as she reached and snatched up the raven, hugging it to her chest firmly. Wednesday watched and felt a pang of jealousy.

"Lynott?" She asked as the wolf turned to her with slightly reddened cheeks and a sheepish smile.

"Yeah, he's a gift from my big brother who moved out, he named him after the lead singer of an Irish muggle band he likes. I kinda can't sleep without him," Enid's face turned redder at how childish that sounded and looked to the ground in shame, only for a finger to tilt her head back up. She stared into the dark brown eyes that made her wolf howl loudly deep within her.

"If he helps you feel comfortable Enid, then he is a necessity." She said softly as she stared back into Enid own blue eyes, then broke the eye contact to send a glare to the stuffed raven.

"Do you not like ravens? that's kinda weird," She mused before smiling shyly, "You kinda remind me of one." Enid admitted.

Wednesday turned swiftly to the entrance of the room, and before leaving she turned slightly, looking back to Enid who looked panicked, thinking she had offended the witch.

Wednesday smirked, "My mother thinks the same thing Mia lupona, now I suggest you add your own touch to your half of the room, I have a letter to send."

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Wednesday marched through the halls of the castle with a scowl as she made her way to the owlery. Angrily pondering over the names she would call her father, the promises of an agonizing death that will likely fill Gomez with pride, but her thoughts were interrupted when she almost bumped into the tall, thin figure of her godmother.

"Wednesday! I was hoping to run into you. How is miss Sinclair settling in?" Weems asked gently as she looked to her with soft, knowing smile.

Wednesday was taken back from the sudden appearance of the headmistress, but quickly recovered at the fact that this professor was one of the individuals who had helped her father activate the curse on her.

"How is she settling in? That's what you ask me Weems!? After you and my parents conspired in secret to ruin my life! Have you no shame? have you no regards for my feelings or more importantly hers!?" Wednesday said heatedly as she stared into professor Weems eyes that were sparkling.

"How dare you! How dare you put her in this situation! How dare you room her with such a horrible witch who has become enamored with her! who sees her as-" Wednesday paused and became lost in thought. Professor Weems raised an eyebrow as she waited for her goddaughter to continue.

"She's... she's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, inside and out. She looks as if the moon goddess herself decided to take a human form and grace this horrid earth. Her hair is as bright as moonlight and her eyes professor, they drown me anytime I even glance at them, but her soul, she is soft, gentle, she got upset and scolded me when I admitted to threatening a house elf without hesitation! She-" Wednesday stopped suddenly. "She... she would never, never even entertain the aspect of-"

"Wednesday," Professor Weems interrupted firmly as she raised a hand and looked to her with a stern look, but was smiling non the less.

"I've had a long conversation with Enid's parents and I have a couple of things to information you of. Now then number one, Enid eats six times a day, seven days a week. She eats a large portion of bacon and eggs in the morning and a large portion of pasta in-between breakfast and lunch. for lunch she has another large portion of pasta and then between lunch and dinner she eats four large raw chicken leg quarters with the bones intact. It would be wise she eat them in her wolf form or in a bathroom stall. wouldn't want her to scare students in class now would we? Then for dinner she eats a t bone stake and the bone as well, and between dinner and when she goes to sleep she has another large portion of pasta. Also, all of her meals are accompanied by a pint of milk which she constantly forgets, so if she does do reminded her. Now number two, she should transform and have a run about at the very least once a day, if she doesn't, she gets hyperactive." Weems said as she smirked slightly.

"Maybe you could join her as a jaguar? Have a game of tag during the evening," The headmistress joked as she stopped the hunting knife for the thousandth time with a wordless spell and gently plucked it from the air, looking at the sharp edge thoughtfully.

"And number three Wednesday, she is a delicate girl. She is prone to panic attacks and nightmares, so if she needs comfort, please give it to her. Once a time, I would have implored you to do so with your aversion to human contact but-" Professor Weems paused, "I don't think I need to ask you to hold her again."

"That isn't the only knife I have on my person, headmistress." Wednesday warned darkly as she flicked her wand and returned her knife. Professor Weems gave her a knowing smile.

"Number four, and this comes directly from her parents. 'Take great care of her, she has been through hell and back, so keep her safe Wednesday' " She recounted the message the Sinclair had asked the headmistress to deliver the dark witch. Then the headmistress suppressed a grin.

"Also her father asked me to deliver this message, 'if you ever hurt my Enid, I'll hurt you ten times as bad' huh, getting what Muggles call 'the talk' via your godmother, how amusing. Now then I believe you have a howler to make and send, run along to the owlery, I'll send for you when dinner is ready, oh and do make sure Enid finishes her chicken when you get back to the room, bye now!" Weems gave Wednesday a small wave and turned briskly around and glided down the hallway, leaving a bewildered small witch who was lost in thought.

'She eats six times a day? chicken quarters? Nightmares? give her comfort? What? was Enid a dog?' Wednesday turned in the opposite direction of her headmistress and continued her way to inform her father of his fore coming death.

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Back in the room of requirement, Enid was wondering the contents of the bizarre space hesitantly, to afraid to touch anything. "Uh room?, can... can you understand me? If you can, can you show me if there's anything dangerous in here?"

At her request, almost every thing on Wednesday side of the room shook violently and a compartment hidden under the dark witch's bed shot out, revealing multiple deadly sharp knives, swords and axes.

"OK! Ok, don't go to Wednesdays side of the room, got it!" She stated as she stepped back suddenly. She then turned to look down a short hallway that lead down to another section of her new living space.

"And down there? anything dangerous down there?" She asked pointing towards the hallway, and as she looked around the room for any form of an answer, she spotted a mounted stag head that was looking towards her, shaking it's head kindly.

"Aww, thank you room," Enid thanked the space sweetly as she stroked the stags head gently. She turned and made her way down the steps and walked slowly into an even bigger room.

There were high glass windows that reminded the wolf of the windows she had passed earlier, at one side of the room was a long black dinning table with one high back chair facing three large windows, and at the other side of the long room were more cauldron of different sizes, all bubbling and smoking calmly.

And much to the wolfs delight, various types of wizard-kinds plants that she practically skipped towards and stopped to admired how extremely well taking care of they were. As Enid scanned them, she spotted the leaf's of a mandrake that were starting to turn brown at the tips and started to reach for a pair of black ear muffs, but she halted at a thought.

'wait, this is Wednesdays stuff! I shouldn't touch her things without asking first but' The colorful wolf turned to the potions that were still boiling away, 'mandrakes are only good for restoration potions and to kill people, and this one is about to become too mature to be used!' Enid bit her lip quite hard as she decided on what to do, then after half a second of debating, she grabbed the ear muffs, placed them over her ears and gripped the stems of the mandrake and pulled the plant straight into the air.

What ever brand of ear muffs Wednesday owned must have cost a fortune because even with her own advanced hearing, she didn't hear a thing. As she held the fat, ugly plant in the air, she raised her other hand and unsheathed her claws, and with one swipe, the headless body of the mandrake fell to the table with a thud.

Enid examined the slice at the bottom of the decapitated heads neck as she removed the ear muffs. "Eh, not as clean as Da's, but it's good enough." Enid said aloud as she discarded the mandrakes head and pulled up the sleeves of her orange jumper, revealing numerous scars on her forearms.

For the next twenty minutes, Enid cut and sliced at the plants body, expertly dividing and skinning the plant into the proper proportions for a restoration potion.

And just as she finished, she heard the slamming of the door of the room of requirement and hurried footsteps, the frustrated mumbling of Spanish alerted the wolf to who it was and her wolf hummed in satisfaction as the small brunette entered the second room holding a plate of raw chicken and a large glass of milk.

"For god's sake Wednesday! you had one thing to do today, pull the mandrake before it got too mature! Curses you Mia lobea for being so breathtakingly beaOH! Enid?... what are you doing Mia lobea?" Wednesday asked as she placed the plate of chicken and glass of milk on the table beside the cutting board.

"Well... I'm sorry but I saw the leaves of the mandrake and..." She trailed off and looked quite shameful as she fiddled with her hands, avoiding the other girls eyes.

The dark witch became confused as she looked to what the wolf was talking about and her eyes widened in surprised at the perfectly prepared plant. "Enid? you did that? you cut that mandrake up?" She asked in a emotionless voice as she turned to the taller girl who now looked very nervous.

"y-yes?" She admitted, as if she was being scolded by her mother for breaking a vase back home. Wednesday merely hummed approvingly as she examined the chopped plant closely and suppressed the urge to declare her undying love to the wolf for saving her a heap of work of having to regrown the plant.

"Your quite good at preparing ingredients Mia lobea, but I must ask, which one of my knifes did you use, the cuts are... which one did you use?" She asked as she looked to Enid once more who had relaxed.

"Oh I didn't use a knife, I used these!" She unsheathed her claws once again and held them up for Wednesday to see.

Wednesday became entranced in an instant and her cheeks gained a very slight blush as she stared at the colorful claws, once again she instinctively grabbed the blonde girls wrist gently and ran a finger up a single claw, watching as the flesh of her fingertip opened and her blood seeped out.

"WEDNESDAY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Enid yelled as she grabbed her hand and wand that lay at her hip and raised it to the bleeding finger, wordlessly closing the wound and started to scolded the dark witch for her actions.

"Wednesday my claws are like razor blades! what if you had died of blood-loss or got an infection or something! you have to be careful!" she whined softly as she double check the previously injured finger, and to Wednesdays surprise, Enid brought her finger to her lips and gave it a soft kiss, but then realized what she was doing and blushed harshly.

"I'm sorry! my Da always does that! I MEAN DID THAT! HE DOESN'T NEED DO DO IT ANYMORE!" She panicked at her embarrassing slip.

The dark witch looked at her finger as she pondered lightly. "It's alright Mia lupona, thank you for preparing the mandrake for me, I'm afraid I was caught up in creating a howler for my father and lost track of time, also your chicken quarters arrived in our room." Enid blushed and smiled at the witch calling it 'our room' as she accepted the plate with a small thank you.

As Wednesday took a closer look at the cut up plant, she heard a loud crunching sound eco through the air, she turned to see the wolf biting down on the raw piece of poultry and a large fang ripping the flesh and bone. As the blonde girl chewed happy on her food she noticed Wednesday staring at her with a strange look on her face.

"Sorry, I know it looks gross but it's ok, I can digest it just fine," She informed her as she picked up another piece of chicken while Wednesday merely hummed and decided that watching the wolf rip and tear flesh apart with her elongated canines wasn't healthy for her, so she focused again on the mandrake and carefully gathered them in a glass bowl and strolled over to the bubbling cauldrons, dumping the mandrake into an empty one and grab the other ingredients required for the potion.

As she worked she looked back to Enid who was halfway through her meal and noticed the untouched large glass of milk. "Enid, your milk." she told the girl who in turn, turned around and grunted as she took the glass.

As Enid took a large gulp, she walked towards the dark witch to see what she was doing. "What do you need a restoration potion for? You don't get petrified a lot, do you?" Enid asked somewhat nervously before draining the rest of her milk, setting the empty glass aside.

Wednesday grinned slightly at the girls question. "No, but... one could never be too prepared for the worst of situations Enid," She said as she stirred the potion slowly before grabbing one of the many glass vials that were stored in a bottom drawer of the cauldron station and pouring the potion into it, sealing it shut and held it out for the wolf.

"A gift for pulling the mandrake, had you not, it would have been too mature for a stronger effect. You have my thanks." Wednesday said softly as she held the vial for the wolf to take, which she did without little hesitation.

"Now then Enid, while I was walking towards the owlery I had an idea, if you choose to attend Hogwarts this year I think it's best if I get a better understanding of your skill sets before the semester starts. Now, you've already shown me your impressive knowledge of Herbology so we're going to skip that, and go straight into your strength. You've stated earlier you wouldn't enter an 'mma' tournament because of it, so let's see if your really as strong as you say you are." The dark witch said as she walked towards the long black table and waved her wand lazily.

As a result, a bowl of fruit appeared out of thin air, Wednesday grabbed a bright green apple from the top of the pile and tossed it to the wolf, who caught it instinctively while she was still admiring the gift from her.

"Oh! thank you," The blonde girl said as she went to take a bite

"No Enid, focus." Wednesday said sternly.

"I want to test your strength, now try and crush it with your bare hands."

Enid frowned genuinely at the dark witch's request as her eyes fell to the apple and then back to Wednesday, "But that's a waste of food, Mam always told me too never waste food Wednesday, isn't there another way?" She told the dark witch who merely rolled her eyes slightly before conjuring a small glass bowl and held it underneath the un-crushed apple.

"If it bothers you that much hermosa, then I'll find something to use the remains for, I promise." Wednesday said firmly as she raised her eyebrows, looking to Enid who smiled in return and crushed the fresh apple effortlessly. At the sight of the mere strength that was displayed by the wolf, Wednesdays mouth became dried and her imagination ran wild.

'Merlin's beard! she could probably crush a humans skull if it was that effortless for her!' At the thought, Wednesday placed the bowl with the remains of the destroyed apple on the table, rushed out of the room and returned moments later holding just that, but before she held it out for Enid to crush, she grabbed a towel from her potions station and wrapped it around the skull, then held it out for the blonde girl.

"So the bone doesn't cut you bestia aterradora," Wednesday stated breathlessly. Enid looked extremely worried and look around to see if anyone could be watching.

"Um... is that a real skull? because If it is, I don't-"

"This skull belonged to a wizard by the name of Shrimic Wasison, he was a professor who taught here centuries ago and when he died, he stated in his will that he wanted his body to be donated to Hogwarts, this is the exact type of thing he would have wanted to happened to it. You would be honoring his memory Enid, and if you doubt me, then I can call professor Weems to confirm the claim, and I would be honestly surprised if she wasn't just as interested as I am. I swear Enid, I would never lie to you." Wednesday stated as she held up the wrapped skull.

Enid still hesitated, but just as she lifted her hands, Wednesday placed the skull on the table and whip out her wand and within seconds, her noise cancelling earmuffs were in her hands.

"If it helps, then close your eyes," The dark witch murmured as she tucked some of the blonde girls hair behind her ear, watching the blue magic enchantment swirled like water.

She gently placed the earmuffs on Enid's head and placed the skull still wrapped in the towel into the girls hands, placing her own over Enids and softy rubbed the girls skin with her thumbs in an attempt to calm her.

Enid took in a deep breath and then, CRACK! Enid crushed the skull with ease, it's shards kept together by the towel it was wrapped in and if Wednesdays mouth was dry before, now it may as well be considered a desert.

When Enid felt the witch's hands leave her own she opened her eyes and saw the glorious sight of a hard breathing, blushing Wednesday who was staring at the bundle in her hands.

Enid beamed brightly and just before she was about to ask if she wanted her to see her bend a steel bar into the shape of a pretzel, Wednesday walked silently to the table and sat down.

"You ok? I didn't freak you out did I?" Enid asked as she set the broken skull on the table.

"No, no you didn't 'freak' me out Enid," Wednesday croaked. With a wave of her wand, she conjured up a high backed chair with pink velvet paddling, a large glass jug and two glasses. She then pointed the tip of her wand inside the glass Jug and mutter aquaticed, filling it with water then tapping the side twice which chilled it.

"Your strength is... impressive lobea, yes you have horrific strength indeed," Wednesday said as she slightly shakily poured herself and the wolf who had sat down next to her, cold glasses of water.

Enid beamed even brighter at the complement. "Thanks! To be honest I don't know how to feel about knowing I can crush a skull that easy but, as long as your happy." She said as she thanked the other girl for the beverage. Enid took a small sip of her water as she thought for a moment.

"Say? do you think I could crush a trolls skull?" Wednesday choked on her glass of water at the question and Enid jumped into protection mode to help her.

After a few moments of back pat's and various coughing fits, Wednesdays breathing had finally recovered enough for her to wheezed out a strained 'i'm ok' to the stop the wolf from preforming the Heimlich maneuver.

"If you had enough strength to crush a trolls skull mi hermoso lobo- 'I'd drop on one knee right now and-' Wednesday halted all of her brain functions forcefully, straining not to finish that thought.

"Well then... now that we know you can effortlessly crush a humans head with your bare hands-" Wednesday paused as she took another gulp of water. "We should move on to defense against the dark arts with a light dueling session,"

This time Enid was the one to almost choked on her water at the witch's suggestion. "Dueling? wha..what dueling?! Wednesday I don't know about that!" She panicked as she watched Wednesday stand up from her seat and walked to the middle of the room.

"Not to worry Enid, no seriously harmful spells will be conjured. I think practicing disarming will do for now," She said as the floor below her begin to rise and seconds later, a long narrow dueling platform was formed with one half being black, the other half being bright pink.

"Hmm, the room has certainly adapted faster to your decor then mine so it seems. Stubborn, glorified storage space," Wednesday muttered before the dueling platform shook in an attempt to throw her off.

The dark witch growl and stomped hard with her heavy combat boot, sending a shudder throughout the area, making the platform still immediately.

Wednesday was about hurl almost every insult she could think of to the room, but paused when she heard the most angelic sound she had ever heard in her life. She looked to the see Enid laughing and smiling at her and the rooms antics. It was a beautiful sight, a sight Wednesday immediately started to burn into her memory before the wolf gave a sharp yelp and cradled the side of her face that held her scars.

"Ow! Damn it I keep forgetting," She said sadly as tears began to form in her eyes. "Stupid scars." She whispered as Wednesday hurried off the platform and to Enid's side. "What happened mi hermoso lobo! are you injured?"

"No I'm fine, it's this scar, it didn't heal properly so every-time I smile too hard it pinches" Enid told the dark witch as she pointed to the scar nearest to her ear.

'If there truly is a god, they are a sadistic one. To gift this hermoso ángel with a smile and laugh that can stop time it's self, then to give her hauntingly mesmerizing scars that punish her every-time she reveals them. No, that won't do' Wednesday thought as she flicked her wand and across the room, one of the many cabinets shot open and a small jar flew through the air, landing firmly in the witch's hand. Enid looked on with interest as Wednesday removed the top lid to reveal white, sparkling cream.

"May I?" She asked Enid who nodded without question. She dipped a single finger tip into the mysterious cream and gently rubbed it into the long, deep scar that caused its owner so much heartache. To Enid's amazement, the dull ache faded from the old wound and as she hesitantly raised her left side of her mouth, she almost gasped at the lack of pain.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT WEDNESDAY IT DOESN'T HURT!" Enid screamed happily as she dived into the dark witch and envelop her in a tight hug.

'bliss' was the only thought that rang through Wednesday mind as warmth spread throughout her body and deep within her soul, 'pure bliss' She sighed as she enjoyed the sensation of the wolfs body heat for a moment before it left abruptly.

"Ha... um sorry, I tend to get all touchy when I get excited, but Wednesday what is this stuff!?" The blonde asked as she continued to smile widely and poked her scar, testing the miracle creams effects.

Wednesday cleared her throat as she calmed her fast beating heart. "it's a simple numbing cream I brewed when I had to regrow the bones in my nose last year after an ambush outside of the history of magic classroom. I didn't want to visit the hospital wing because I needed to visit Hogsmead the next day and I'm positive Mrs Dandila wouldn't have let me leave for a fourth night." She said as she closed the top of the jar and placed it in the wolfs hands.

"It's effects last for six hours, when your scar starts to tingle slightly, just reapply a thin coat of it. This amount should last you a couple of weeks," She said as her hand wrapped around Enid's own.

Enid looked as if she was about to cry at the dark witches kind gesture before an angry scowl appeared on her face. "Someone broke your nose?! they ambushed you? who was it?!" the blonde asked angrily.

Wednesday waved away Enid's question dismissively as she turned back to the dueling platform. "If I were to list off the names of the students that want me dead Enid, we would be here all night, now-" Wednesday said as she step onto the platform once again. "Come Enid, Expelliarmus only. No contact, I promise." She said as she held a hand out for Enid to take but she didn't reach out much to Wednesday dismay.

Instead, Enid placed the jar of numbing cream aside and looked to the witch with a hint of fear on her face. "But... but Wednesday what about my... you know, fear of confrontation," She asked hesitantly as she grasped the bottom of her orange jumper.

"Enid... I would never hurt you in anyway. If I had a shadow of a doubt of my abilities when it came to dueling safely, I would have never suggested this to begin with, I promise you mon chéri,"

'Christ I'm breaking out the French now, I sound like mother!' Wednesday thought bitterly, but was brought back to reality when she felt a warm hand enclosed around her own.

"You promise? no contact? just disarming right? like how Da does it?" Enid asked close to pleading as she stepped up onto the platform without much need of Wednesday help.

Wednesday silently cursed her shorter status as Enid looked down at her with a small frown, the height difference and the wolfs bright blue eyes almost paralyzing the dark witch.

Wednesday squeezed her hand. "I promise mi hermoso lobo," She said close to a whisper. Enid nodded hesitantly as she stepped back slightly and started to wrap the strap of her wand around her arm until it reached her hand and grasped her wand handle tightly.

Wednesday cocked an eyebrow at the sight. "Da said I should do this in a real fight, in case someone disarms me, my wand won't go to far so I can pick it up again." She explained.

Wednesday grinned lightly, "Most devious of your father to teach you that. But if your dueling in class, I'd advise you don't. The others might see it as cheating," She said as she withdrew her own wand, "Now, I assume you already know how to duel?" Enid nodded nervously.

"No need to be nervous Enid, I promise nothing bad will befall upon you. Now we are going to bow. Yes just like that, now we turn," Wednesday said as she turned to face the opposite direction. "Now we both take ten steps," Wednesday stepped down the dueling platform to the end.

"Good Enid, good. Now, at the count of three we will spin around and you will cast expelliarmus and I will block it with a simple blocking charm. Ok are you ready mi lobo?" Wednesday waited for Enid to reply, when she heard a nervous hmm that sounded vaguely like a affirmative response, she straightened her shoulders.

"Your doing fine Enid," She softly complimented the wolf as she prepared to turn. "Now then! on the count of three! one... two... THRE-"

THUMP! The words died in the witches throat at the bizarre noise that came from behind her. 'what? did she drop a giant book she had somehow been holding without me noticing' Wednesday joked to herself as she turned around, but froze at the sight In-front of her.

Enid's unconscious form crumpled in a heap in the middle of the dueling platform.

"ENID!" Wednesday shouted as she rushed to the girl and dropped to her knees. "Shit! SHIT! THING! THING GET OUT HERE NOW!" She demanded as she pressed her fingers to the girls neck to checked her pulse.

As she was distracted with making sure she didn't somehow kill the poor girl without even knowing, a severed hand covered in stitches stumbled out of a draw that was underneath a chomping cabbage that was being heated by a bright ray of light from a floating lamp.

The hand sleepily scampered across the floor and jumped up on to the risen platform, pausing as it somehow spotted the unconscious wolf before beginning to tap the floor in Morse code and signing furiously.

"Who the hell is she! oh my god Wednesday, did you finally kill someone! Why did you do it at Hogwarts! do you know how hard it will be to get rid of her body!" Wednesday grabbed the hand from its stump and brought it mere inches from her face.

"That 'someone' Thing!" She hissed dangerously, "Is Mi maldición! so if you don't stop panicking and help me make her as comfortable as physically possible, I will send for a house elf to bring me some salt and rusted pliers. Your in dire need of one of those manicures your so fond of, and I promise you, I will put my own twist on the procedure!" She warned as she tossed the hand to the ground haphazardly, returning her attention back to the unconscious wolf and gently rested the girls head on her thighs.

The severed appendage know as 'Thing' was stunned at the display. "She's... she's the one?" The hand tapped out nervously.

Wednesday looked to Thing with a ghost of a frown, then back to the blonde girl who had shifted slightly to make herself more comfortable.

"Yes Thing... she is the one." Wednesday whispered as she lightly dragged her fingers through the wolfs soft blonde hair, her heart swelling with delight as Enid sighed with content and smiled as she nuzzled her nose into the dark witch's black and white jumper.

Chapter 6: Dinner in the great hall

Enid had never in all her 14 years, been this at peace with the world.

It was as if she was floating in a calm body of water that was the perfect temperature that spread throughout her body, and engulfed her in a warm gentle embrace. Her wolf was humming gently as it too felt a peace it had never felt before, the wolf felt as though nothing could hurt the ether of them ever again.

She took in a breath through her nose and her senses were filled with the most wonderful scent of elderberry, parchment paper, ink and a hint of firewood. Then just when Enid thought her peace couldn't get any better, the sensation of digits running through her hair and fingernails lightly scrapping her scalp made her mind go blank.

'wait? am I dead? Is this heaven?' Enid almost started to panic but the sensation of her head being scratched, the feeling of fingers through her hair and the scent that filled her nostrils calmed her instantly and just as she was about to drift off again a distance voice called to her.

'huh? What?' Enid thought as she strained to make out what the soft voice was saying.

"hermoso lobo, your drooling on me."

The blonde girls eyes shot open and all she saw were black and while stripes, she then glanced down to see a small puddle of saliva on black jeans. 'wait what the hell? where am I?' Enid thought as she looked up to see the most beautiful girl she ever laid her eyes on when everything came flooding back.

"Wednesday? what.. what happened?" she murmured as she laid her head back down on the dark witch's thighs and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

The dark witch sigh as she ran her hand through the wolfs hair and placed the book she was reading on the armrest of the deep red couch.

"You fainted; for a moment I thought I killed you somehow, but when I place your head on my lap-" Wednesday paused as Enid returned to her previous position, "-never mind, do tell me through, has that happened before?" The dark witch asked.

"Huh... oh yeah, no it happened all the time when me and da first started dueling lessons, only stopped acouple of weeks ago," She said as she closed her eyes once more and relaxed into the witch's lap, 'this is so weird, I haven't known this girl for more then a couple of hours and I'm using her lap as a pillow and letting her stroke my hair' Enid thought as her face began to redden just as the witch above her spoke up.

"Dueling aside, I'd like to know your knowledge of the history of magic Enid, I must admit, I am not as informed as I would like to be when it comes to Truewolfs and your educational system involving wizard-kind, so I have prepared a hand full of questions that should give me a grasp on your level. Now then, what year did the goblin rebellion take place?" The wolf merely stared blankly at Wednesday.

"Uhhh... there was a goblin rebellion?" She asked innocently.

"... yes Enid there was a goblin rebellion in 1612 but never mind, have you any knowledge of the gargoyle strike of 1911?" Enid simply stared again.

"what about witch hunts in Salem? The Medieval Assembly of European Wizards? No?" Wednesday furrowed her brow.

"Wait, are you to tell me your parents never taught you anything about wizard-kinds history?" She asked bewildered at the thought, Enid frowned at the question.

"Well, they've taught me a lot of muggle history, like the world wars, the potato famine. Just last week mam was testing me on the US presidents. I guess with wizards and wolfs not getting along and me being afraid of them, they just thought I'd be more comfortable learning about muggles instead," She explained as she fiddled with the dark witch's jumper, "Also mam isn't that fond of wizard-kind," Enid admitted quietly.

Wednesday hummed softly as she continued to rake her fingers through the blonde hair, 'not fond of wizardkind?' she thought as the two girls fell into a comfortable silence.

As Enid sighed softly and began to close her eyes once more when a thought came to her. "Are you always this affectionate, like in general?" Wednesday peered down at the girl.

'should I tell her now? rip out the stitches and get it over with?' The dark witch pondered as she gazed into the deep pools of the wolfs eyes, 'shes going to find out sooner or later, the only time I ever touch other people is when I'm fighting someone or shaking Tanakas hand before and after a quidditch match'

"Hey," Enid said softly as she pulled Wednesday from her thoughts and gave her a gentle understanding smile.

"If your not comfortable discussing it, it's fine," Wednesdays breathe hitched at the girls words, 'I was right... someone so gentle and understanding, so utterly breathtakingly soft... she would never-'

"Enid... I-" she paused her negative thoughts at the sound of the fire In front of them blazing harder and turning green, in the fire the face of professor Weems appeared and before she could speak, the image of her goddaughter stroking the wolfs hair as the blonde laid her head in Wednesday lap took her slightly by surprise.

"Oh my! I hope I'm not interrupting anything girls," The headmistress said with a hint of amusement. Wednesday scowled at the fireplace but to her and professor Weems surprise, Enid had turned to face at fire and growled fiercely, her elongated canines unsheathed.

After a few seconds, the wolf realized what she was doing and blushed. "Oh my god! I'm sooo sorry I don't know what came over me Professor Weems, I've never done that before!" Enid panicked as she lifted herself off Wednesday lap to sit upright but was stopped and was gently lead back to her comfortable position by the girl above her.

"Don't apologize espléndida, it must be your wolf instincts to react when we're been rudely interrupted. What do you want Weems! if it is not of importance then leave us be, or I'll find out if you look as dreadful in a real fire as you do in that one!" The young witch hissed at her godmothers face that kept a knowing smile on her lips.

"No need for threats Wednesday. I merely wanted to inform you and miss Sinclair that dinner will be served in the great hall shortly. Also a few of the professors and Mr and Mrs Sinclair will be joining us, is that all right espléndida?" Weems asked Enid who looked confused at the Spanish word.

Then she looked up at Wednesday who had the most murderous look on her face, chills went down her spine at the sight.

"Oh, of course professor Weems, we will be down shortly, won't we mi hermoso lobo?" Wednesday said through clenched teeth as she stared down the headmistress.

"Splendid! now then, I must inform Miss Kinbott of your presence Wednesday. You do tend to make her skittish these days and I think it best if she prepared herself," In an instant; the fire returned to its normal form and color, and the two girls were left in peace.

"Miss Kinbott? who's she? and why do you make her skittish?" Enid asked as she shifted back to face Wednesday again.

"Shes the transfiguration professor and head of Ravenclaw house. She is also my ministry appointed therapist from dumping a couple of Grindylows into the Slytherin's bathtubs during my second year." She mused as she lightly scratch the wolfs scalp which made her hum in satisfaction.

"She told professor Weems I was the most disturbing girl she's ever had the misfortune of meeting. That comment honestly made our next session an awkward one, couldn't look her in the eye, I must shamefully admit." Wednesday lightly chuckled as Enid sent a questioning glance.

"Oh I was twelve, it was a short childish infatuation," She stated offhandedly as she checked her watch.

Enid was about to question the dark witch about this 'infatuation' that made her wolf growl when she froze at the sight of the silver watch. "Wed-Wednesday?... Is that silver?" She whimpered quietly as she eyed the watch the witch held.

Wednesday turned to look at Enid abruptly at the question, then realized what made the wolf frightened. "ah yes, that's right, apologies Enid. Your kinds aversion to silver must have slipped my mind. here," she said as she took out her wand and tapped the watch lightly, Enid watched as what looked to be clear liquid coat it, then firming instantly.

Wednesday then held it out for the wolf to touch, which she did very hesitantly and to her relief, it didn't burn her horribly. Instead it only felt like if she was touching a hot mug of tea.

"Thank you for doing that, one time I grabbed a silver necklace while shopping with mam when I was six. I passed out from the pain, scared her half to death," She said as she examined the finely crafted watch closely, then noticed the scorpion engraving on the lid that reminded her of something.

"Were have I seen this before? It looks familiar," She asked the dark witch who was watching the wolf fondly.

"That's Nero, there's a statue of him on my side of the room. He was my fondest companion," She explained as she toyed with Enid's hair.

"Was? what happened? Did he pass away?" Wednesday frowned lightly as she remembered her beloved scorpions untimely death.

"Let's head for the great hall belleza, I'm sure you must be starving," Wednesday stated as she lifted the blonde head lightly and pocketed her treasured gift from her father, she then made her way to the entrance to leave but stopped when she realized the wolf hadn't had followed, but instead, she had walked over to Wednesdays writing desk and looked at the 20 inch stone statue of the scorpion that was place on a small shelf on the wall.

The dark witch stood beside Enid who was looking somber, and gently took her arm in her own. "Come along Enid, let's not keep your parents waiting," She said softly as she ripped hers eyes away from the stone Nero.

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As Wednesday and Enid made their way to the great hall, the short witch inquired about the wolfs life back in Ireland.

"Well, Its not all that interesting really, most of the time I'm running around our forest or studying. Sometimes I go to the shopping center but it's been awhile. The looks I get from my scars make me uncomfortable. Like the looks Muggles send me are sad ones, like I'm being abused or something, and one time a guard stopped me outside of a shop and asked if I was ok, if I needed to report something but I told him I was attacked by a wolf while hunting with my family a couple years ago." She said as she pressed herself closer to Wednesday as they passed a ghost couple who were arguing heatedly.

"What about friends? I know of your fear of wizard-kind, but what about Muggle friends? I'm sure you have plenty to spend your free time with given your infectious personality." Wednesday said offhandedly as she opened a door to the main entrance hall of the castle for the young wolf who looked embarrassed and slightly shameful.

"No... not really, I talk and hangout with my cousin's when we visit or they visit us, but our closest relatives live two hours away. So it's really just me." she admitted as she clasped the dark haired witch's arm again and let herself be lead.

Wednesday looked to her with an understanding nod, "well, I'm sure if you decide to stay here you will make friends in no time estimada, while most of the student body are brainless fools and despicable excuses for wizard-kind, even I myself have found associate's that may be worthy of your presence," she said as they walked towards a set of giant doors that lead to the great hall.

Enid felt herself blush at Wednesday words and smiled, "But Enid, I must warn you. There are a handful of students I must implore you to avoid at all costs, also if I am not in class with you or incapacitated to escort you in between class, then I insist you stick with a number of students I have some form of faith in, a Truewolf attending Hogwarts is not going to go unnoticed and unfortunately, I believe some will not be pleased with you being here," She admitted as they stood In-front of the large doors.

The dark witch looked to the taller girl beside her and gave her arm a gentle, reaffirming squeeze. "If at any point you feel uncomfortable hermoso lobo just tell me, there is nothing stopping us from eating in the room of requirement. Also ignore anything professor Thornhill says, she may or may not be the Antichrist and I do not mean that as a positive," Wednesday warned as she wiped the corner of the blondes mouth free of drool and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

"Also, I'm sure your parents will know if your upset or uncomfortable, are you ready?" She asked the taller girl who nodded hesitantly and without another word Wednesday opened the door for Enid to enter.

>

The great hall was almost exactly like how Enid had Envisioned it. It was an enormous room with high stone pliers with red, yellow, blue and green banners that hung high up above and draped down to the floor, each of them displaying an animal that proudly represented there respected house's, A lion, a badger, an eagle and a snake.

Candles floated all around the great hall but most of them had been extinguished to make a more warm, inviting atmosphere, and high above them was an enchanted ceiling that displayed the night sky. clouds and stars scattered throughout and in the middle was a half-moon shining dimly.

At the sides of the room Enid could see long brown tables which she guess were for the students, because in the middle of the grand area was a large round table, and sitting around it were Mr and Mrs Sinclair, professor Weems and four other witch's and wizards Enid did not recognize.

The closest wizard to Enid's parents had a dark complexion and jagged scars running down his neck, next to him was a witch with bright red hair that ran down her back and wore round glasses and a kind smile.

Sitting on the right of professor Weems was a pale, thin wizard with slicked back, black hair and a rather pointed nose that made him look like those vampires she had read about.

And besides him was a rather nervous looking, younger witch with blonde hair and bright blue eyes that immediately locked on to the shorter witch who was guiding Enid towards the table.

All of those sitting looked rather shocked at the display of chivalry besides the headmistress and the man with scars on his neck, professor Weems rose from her seat to greet the pair.

"Wednesday, Enid. How lovely it is for you to join us, please have a seat." She said gently, and as Enid was about to reach to pull out the chair next to Esther, Wednesday had beat her to the punch and pulled it out for her.

"Por favor hechicera, allow me." She whispered as Enid settled in the offered chair, blatantly ignoring her mothers questioning glance and instead blushed furiously as she gave a soft thank you and made herself comfortable.

"My, my miss Addams! when did you become such a gentle-lady? You almost reminded me of Gomez," the witch with bright red hair said almost laughing and sent the dark witch a smile.

Wednesday scowled at the witch as she sat beside Enid and the younger professor, who slid her chair slightly away from her slowly.

"I'd keep my fathers name out of that mouth of yours Thornhill, unless of course you were already in the market for new teeth."

"Now, now, you two, let's save the threats of bodily harm for after desert. Now let's not stall any longer, I'm sure your all famished," professor Weems said with amusement and waved her wand in the air.

To the wolfs amazement, a giant feast appeared out of thin air and her senses were filled with the most amazing smells of Turkey and gravy, mashed potatoes and roasted vegetables, bottles of wine, beer, clear liquid and milk in a large metal jug graced the round table.

Glass plates and brass cutlery appeared, tall wine glasses for the adults, and metal tankers for the young ones. In front of the three wolfs appeared a large metal plate of raw stakes, with a smaller plate of bones which almost made Enid drool at the sight.

"Please eat your fill, there is plenty to go around. Professor Fitts, may I suggest the black pudding,"

Everyone around the table started to fill their plates with various meats and vegetables, pouring drinks and chatting casual. Enid went straight for the raw stakes immediately and grabbed an extra bone, also helping herself to a small mountain of mash and gravy before hearing a soft hesitate voice.

"it's nice to see you again miss Addams, I hope the breathing exercises I gave you at the end of last term helped with your umm... Temper? Also professor Weems informed me of your transformation, congratulations." The young professor said as she attempted to make small talk while she poured herself a healthy glass of wine with shaking hands.

Enids ear perked up at the conversion. "I know how to breath professor Kinbott, so I had no need for your exercises, but I do appreciate your acknowledgment of my transformation." Wednesday said lightly as she poured a large tanker of milk and placed it In front of the wolf beside her.

'Kinbott?' Enid thought as she suppressed a growl, before another thought stole her attention.

"Transformation? what transformation?" She asked as she studied professor Kinbotts appearance and calmed slightly when she noted her blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Enid? Wednesday didn't tell you? I'm surprised she didn't. She is an animagus, took her two years if you'd believe it," Professor Weems informed the young wolf proudly as she cut into her own stake.

Enid turned to look to the dark witch with pure amazement. "Your... your an animagus? like for real!"

Wednesday merely nodded but couldn't help smirking at Enid's excitement. "Yes Mi lobo, although I can't help but find it infuriating that a certain someone had to go and tell the ministry I was starting the process to become one," Wednesday sneered at professor Kinbott who took a large gulp of her wine.

"Well-it's-I couldn't not tell them miss Addams! becoming an animagus is incredibly dangerous if not done properly, and the ministry needs to make sure the person attempting the process is doing so safely! I did the same when I was your age," The young professor defend herself as she picked at her food while avoiding eye contact.

"Professor Kinbott, your an animagus as well?" Asked Esther.

"Yes.. I.. my grandfather was one, he was quite surprised when I told him I wanted to become one as well. He helped me through the process and when I was 16, I transformed into an barn owl. He was so thrilled to have someone to fly with him at night. his animagus form was an eagle," Professor Kinbott said, visibly relieved to be talking to someone besides the dark witch sitting next to her.

As the dinner progressed Enid had learned quite a few thing about the professors that sat around the table as she work through her second helpings of stake and bones via Wednesday request.

The wizard who sat to the right of the headmistress was professor Vlad, the school flying instructor, Dueling coach and head of Slytherin house.

Professor Thornhill was the potions mistress and head of Gryffindor, and while she always smiled and acted polite towards everyone present, Enid was starting to believe there was some form of bitterness between her and Wednesday.

"I hope you haven't been lacking on your training over the summer holidays miss Addams. I think you'd share the opinion that the Quidditch cup looks more at home in the Slytherin dungeons then any of the other common rooms." Professor Vlad drawled in a thick Russian accent as he sipped his glass of red wine.

"Oh I wouldn't worry sir, I've been training 6 days a week all summer long, practicing my dives and fake outs. The other seekers won't stand a chance, especially miss Tanaka," Wednesday grinned at the reaction she got out of the professor sat across the table who suppressed a frown.

"Is that so... who was the seeker who caught the snitch in the final match last year? I..can't seem to remember. miss Kinbott who was it again?" Thornhill asked the blonde witch across from her who's rosy cheeks paled instantly. With a quick glance to Wednesday she swallowed thickly.

"Miss Tanaka... I believe," she said quietly.

"The only reason Tanaka caught the snitch before I did was because that brain-dead moron Lucas walker was too distracted to protect me from that blugger!" Wednesday shot back at professor Thornhill who was now the one smirking.

"Ah yes! that was quite the match! Of course, you being bashed in the head and falling 100 feet to your death was quite the scare, but never the less, quite the match indeed!" Professor Weems remember fondly.

"WHAT!" Enid shouted, knocking over her tanked of milk, but she caught it instinctively before it hit the floor, while staring at Wednesday in shock. The display of her enhanced reflexes made the shorter witch redden slightly.

"You almost died! while playing a game!? at school!" Enid was flabbergasted at how nonchalantly these people were talking about a student almost dying right in front of them, like it wasn't anything serious.

"Miss Sinclair? do you not know what Quidditch is?" Professor Vlad asked.

"What? well yeah, but isn't it a super dangerous sport! why would you let her play it! she could get hurt! She DID get hurt! did you go to the hospital? you could have that thing! Mam! what's that thing about yer man who got hit in the head-"

"Mi hermoso lobo, I'm fine. Hogwarts would never let a student get seriously hurt in such a fashion, professor Weems casted leviosa well before I could hit the ground and Mrs Dandila Took care of my injuries; I promise you." Wednesday said softly while gently placed her hand on Enid's own.

"Professor Fitts is it?" Esther asked the wizard beside her husband.

"The headmistress tells me you will be teaching defense against the dark arts this year, may I ask what your profession was before you were offered this job?" The wolf asked, trying her best to shift the tables attention from her fretting daughter and the strange girl.

The man paused, looking a little sad for a moment before clearing his throat. "I was unemployed for the majority of my life. I was living in a homeless shelter in reading when professor Weems contacted me by an owl offering the job. We actually attend Hogwarts together," he said as he took a deep drink of his beer, Esther looked to him, then the rest of the table.

"Do they know of your condition?" She asked lowly.

"Oh, we know Mrs Sinclair, I will be brewing wolfs-banes potions for the rest of the year," Thornhill sighed.

The rest of the dinner went uneventful as they all ate and drank blissfully, while most of the adults discussed topics involving the ministry, the school's classes and plans for the third years Hogsmead trips, Enid and Wednesdays were discussing her past of close calls when it came to her safety.

"I think you should stay out of the forbidden forest, it doesn't sound very safe at all," Enid said as she drained the rest of her milk from the metal tanker.

Wednesday rolled her eyes and rested the side of her head on her hand as she watched Enid finish her meal. 'Merlin's beard, she even makes something as simple as drinking milk look like an art form' Wednesday thought fondly.

"Enid, love? if your finished, why don't you go stretch your legs," Murray said as he finished his drink and stood to thank the staff for the meal.

"Yes dear, I think that would be best. Miss Addams? would you mind accompanying our daughter? wouldn't what her to get lost or run into something she shouldn't, now would we?" Esther said as she wiped her daughters milk mustache with a napkin, much to Enid's embarrassment.

Wednesday nodded stiffly as she rose from her place at the table, "Oh course Mrs Sinclair, Enid shall we?"

The blonde wolf stood and returned to Wednesdays side and latched their arms together and began to leave, but before they exited the great hall, Esther called out to the dark witch.

"Mantén a nuestro hermoso lobo a salvo Wednesday".

"MAM! WHAT DOES HERMOSO LOBO MEAN!?" Enid yelled, smiling brightly as a beet red Wednesday dragged her through the giants door muttering.

"lobos estúpidos! you never told me your mother spoke Spanish!"

The blonde wolf gave her a smile that made her anger melt instantly, "Must of slipped my mind."

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As the two girls emerged from the castle and into a large open space of green grass, Enid saw the large, tall towers of the Quidditch pitch illuminated by the moon.

"Jesus, you guys really play the real thing don't you? oh Wednesday, I don't think Ill be able to watch you play!" Enid whine as she squeezed the shorter girls arm.

Wednesday felt a pang of sadness in her chest she couldn't quite place, she couldn't decide whether it was the aspect of Enid not being there to cheer her on, or the fact she was the reason the wolf was upset.

"When practice starts, you can sit and watch Enid, I'm sure after you see me fly, your worries will fade. Now then, professor Weems informed me that if you don't transform and run about, you will become hyperactive, so why don't you take a couple of laps around the Quidditch pitch, I'll be right here if you need me." Wednesday said as she Acceod a wooden crate from besides a side entrance and sat down on it.

Enid frowned as she saw the dark witch pull out a small notebook and started to write in it with the tip of her wand, as if she held a pencil.

After a few minutes of silence, Wednesday noticed Enid still standing in place. "Is everything alright espléndida?"

Enid's frowned deepened, "Your not going to transform with me?"

Wednesday froze. 'transform? In-front of her? Her wolf form dwarfs my jaguar form to the point of a house cat!' She thought as Enid waited for her response.

"Oh common Wednesday! I was sooo excited when I was told your an animagus! like aminagi and Truewolfs are almost the same! Please! I swear I won't make fun of your form!... unless you turn into a bunny, I can't promise you anything if you turn into the cutest, fluffiest-"

"I DON'T TURN INTO A BUNNY RABBIT!" Wednesday scolded before taking a deep breath and closed her eyes.

When she reopened them she saw something that she wholeheartedly believe would control her every decision in the foreseeable future, Enid was giving her the most powerful 'puppy dogs eyes' she had ever seen.

"Don't give me that look Sinclair." Wednesday said with all her power not to crack.

"...please?" Enid almost whispered as her eyes grew glassy.

Wednesday stood abruptly and walked several footsteps before she turned to face the blonde girl. "Before I turn, I would like to point out, the size of Truewolfs forms are absolutely absurd! your kinds wolfs are almost 10 times the size of a normal one so..." She halted as Enid clasped her hand together and beamed. The witch didn't miss her whispering to herself 'that always works!'

Wednesday sighed as she braced herself for the transformation and in an instant, where once stood a young short witch, now stood a large black jaguar with bright yellow eye that stared at the breathless girl.

Her coat was so black one could almost miss the faint spots that covered her powerful body and her claws were were hidden in her large paws. Wednesday tail swayed slightly as she waited for Enid's reaction, a moment later the blonde girl covered her mouth and her eyes widened in shock.

'oh god she's terrified of me! dammit I knew I shouldn't have transformed! curse you Kinbott for bringing up my animagus status! I swear if Enid avoids me for the rest of our lives ILL-' but Wednesdays dark thought were interrupted by a ear piercing squeal.

"OH MY GOD WEDNESDAY! oh my god Wednesday your gorgeous! why were you so unsure about showing me your form when it's so beautiful," She cooed as she walked up to the jaguar and stroked her head without any fear.

Wednesday brain went haywire at the sensation and leaded into the wolfs hand, "awwww, oh my god, I'm actually going to cry," Enid's voice cracked slightly as she scratched under the jaguars giant chin.

'This is without a doubt what Muggle drugs feel like' Wednesday thought before she regained her self-control and swatted away the girls hand and made a deep rumbling sound in her chest.

"ok ok, so what do you want to do? oh! You wanna to test my tracking and hunting skills!" Enid asked excitedly as she bounced on her feet and felt her wolf practically ramming it's self against her chest, desperate to escape.

The jaguars ears flickering were more then enough to tell Enid the idea was a good one, so much to her wolfs relief, she transformed into her giant hulking wolf form and before Wednesday could escape towards the treeline, she was shoved to the ground by a giant scared snout sniffing her wildly.

The giant wolf was ecstatic, her tail a blur with how fast it was wagging to the point of her hips wagging with it.

For three minutes Wednesday tried and failed to get out of the wolf barrage of sniffing and nuzzling, but after the wolf had jumped back and lowered her upper body to signal she was ready to play, Wednesday sprinted into the forest.

For almost half an hour, Wednesday dashed through the forests terrain with extreme precision, she jumped over fallen trees and small streams, she ducked under low branches and crawled through thick bushes.

And after she had ran out of breath, she found a very small clearing to rest for a moment and made sure she was perfectly camouflaged. 'now then, let's see how long it takes for the wolf to find me' she thought as she made herself comfortable and yawned widely, as she curled into herself she took a deep long inhale and melted in the comfort of her scent.

'mmmmhh, I should rest in this form more in the future...wait, why does my jaguar form smell so.. comforting?' Wednesday thought just before she was engulfed in warm blonde fur that wrapped around her protectively and the sound of a large tail slapping loudly on the ground filled the nights air.

'wha-what!?' Wednesday transformed back into her human form and stood to look at the wolf, shocked at her appearance.

"How... how did you do that!? I was resting for less then a minute and you just..." she trailed off as the wolf shoved her giant head into the shorter witch's chest affectionately, almost making Wednesday lose her balance.

"Oh for god's sake espléndida! have you no self-control while your a wolf!" she scolded Enid as she shoved her giant snout away from her, but paused when she heard a soft whine. she huffed as she brought the wolfs head back and hugged it too her chest.

"You really are a lap dog aren't you?" Wednesday said as she ran her fingers through the thick blonde fur before she stepped backwards.

"Alright Enid, you stalked, hunted and found me in an impressive time loba. Now it's my turn, you have a minutes head start." The giant wolf sprang to her feet, nuzzled into the dark witch once again then disappeared into the night.

Chapter 7: Psychological warfare and the repercussions

Two hours had passed and Wednesday was besides herself with how efficient the wolf was at hunting and stalking. At one point, while she was tracking Enid for nearly twenty minutes, she failed to notice the giant blonde wolf watching her from behind and tackled the black jaguar to the ground excitedly.

Wednesday transformed back into her human form and sighed as the wolf howled loudly to the moon, "yes Enid, you are a Cazadora fantástica, but I can't help but feel frustrated! how do you mask your scent so well?"

Enid turned back into her usual self and smiled proudly. "I don't have to mask my scent if you smell like it! That's why every time I caught you off guard I muzzled into you. You smell like my wolf so how can you catch my scent in the air if your constantly smelling it already!" Enid said as she flopped down onto the forest floor and looked up at the nights sky.

Wednesday pulled the neck of her jumper to her noses and inhaled. "Hmmm, dreadfully ingenious of you Sinclair, I hadn't even noticed," The dark witch complement and joined the blonde.

"I wouldn't beat myself up about it Wednesday, Ive been training to do these kinda things my whole life. If you want I can show you how to catch fish without a fishing rod, just using your bare hands. I've been catching them like that since I was 5," She offered as she turned to look into Wednesdays dark eyes.

"Not tonight. And I'm sure the mermaids wouldn't like having competition when it comes to their food supply, and we wouldn't want your hands to be bit by a grindylow." she said as she closed her eyes. "Mermaids? you guys have mermaids here? where?" Enid asked.

"The great lake. Mermaids and mermen, grindyows and various other water creatures. Oh, and a giant squid." Wednesday muttered quietly.

"... there's a giant squid? Why the hell do you guys have a giant squid in your lake? Where did it come from?" Enid asked amused at the idea, but the girl beside her was clearly not.

"No one knows mi hermoso lobo, It's been here ever since Hogwarts was founded. Miss Tanaka believes if you place a piece of toast near the lake it will make an appearance but shes taken more hits to the head by a bludger then anyone I've known, so I wouldn't believe her nonsense."

"Miss Tanaka a friend of yours?" Enid yawned as she propped herself up on her elbow to look at the shorter girl who did the same.

"She believes herself to be so. She's one of the students that will aid in your protection once the year starts, if I am not available to do so. Am sure the others will help as well," Enid frowned at Wednesdays words, 'why is she so convinced I'll need protection' she thought and before she could ask the question, Wednesday spoke as if she could read her mind.

"As I said before Enid, there are quite a few students I implore you to stay away from, I suggest you avoid practically all the Slytherin's except Xavier Thorpe and Bianca Barclay, they are the only Slytherin's that don't want me dead."

Enid looked to Wednesday with a sad expression, "why do the Slytherin's hate you so much? I mean all day, you've been the sweetest witch I've ever met! like yeah, you're a little intimidating, and when you get angry you get all threatening and stuff but... just because you have a temper? how could they hate you?" She whined softly as she shuffled closer.

Wednesday paused before deciding it was getting late by judging the position of the moon that was high in the black sky, "it's getting late Enid... let's return to the castle, I'm aware you should eat before you turn in for the night and I doubt you would want to eat cold pasta" Wednesday said while standing from her spot on the ground and reached out to help the blonde wolf off the forests floor. Enid only continued to frown at the witch while pouting.

Wednesday roll her eyes, "we can speak about it in the room espléndida. Its getting cold, wouldn't want you catching a fever," Enid smile and blushed as she took the dark witch's hand and let herself be risen.

The duo walked out of the grounds small forest and made their way to the school quietly as Enid began to feel her eyes grow heavy and laid her head on the top of the shorter girls own.

"Sinclair, while I understand you are tired, I would much appreciate it if you would refrain from using the top of my head as a headrest." Enid hummed but made no indication of moving, she squeezed the shorter witch's arm before stopping before the giant entrance.

"Hey I was thinking... don't I have to go out and buy school supplies or something? Like books and an animal of some kind?".

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When both Enid and Wednesday entered the room of requirement, they were both surprised to see a small house elf fretting over something on a small metal tray resting on the wolfs bed.

Enid gasped at the familiar pillow case. "WINNIE! Winnie what are you doing here!" She exclaimed happily as she left Wednesdays side and almost sprinted towards the small elf.

Winnie jumped in surprise, but her panic turned to joy when she spotted Enid. "Little wolf! Winnie is just bring your food for you! Winnie was making sure it was still warm for-" But the elf froze when she spotted the dark witch scowling at her from her place at the room of requirements doorway.

Enid paused at Winnie's reactions and turned to look at Wednesday, she then looked back to the elf, then back to Wednesday, then back to Winnie. Then it clicked.

The scowl Enid sent Wednesday almost made her blush. "Wednesday... Friday... Addams, the house elf that used to appear in this room before ACCIDENTALLY walking in on you changing-"

"In my defense, like I said, I was practically naked-"

"WEDNESDAY!" Enid shouted as she stomped her foot. Wednesday shut her open mouth in an instant and clasped her hands behind herself.

Enid turned around to face the small, frightened elf and knelled before her. "Heyyy, hey it's ok Winnie. No need to be frightened of her, she was just a bit angry and embarrassed. Shes really a big teddy bear when you get her to open up a bit." Enid heard the dark witch scoff behind her and turned to send her another death glare as she rubbed Winnie's arm.

Enid stood again and walked towards the smaller girl and gave her an unamused look and stared into Wednesday eyes, whilst every other time she had done this, Wednesdays heart had swelled pleasantly, but this time, it felt as if someone had poured a container of the mysterious element called 'liquid nitrogen' Divina had mentioned once during dinner last year into it.

"mi hermoso lobo-"

"Don't you 'mi hermoso lobo' me, Wednesday!" Enid took a deep breath and calmed herself.

"Wednesday, I know you have a temper, and I know it's something that you have trouble controlling but... Wednesday, Winnie's one of the reasons I decided to come to Hogwarts! Her and..." Enid did her best to control her own blushing cheeks and the smile at the memory of her mother's admission of the vision.

"Winnie is a sweetheart, and you shouldn't treat her so harshly ok? I know it was embarrassing but..." Enid s eyes softened. "Just try to forgive her... it was an accident, she didn't mean it." she said quietly.

Wednesday glance at the cowering elf with spite then returned her attention to the wolf who was still staring at her.

"Winnie!? I usually change clothes at 7 am and 3 pm at the end of classes, also if you need to deliver Enid's food, then stick to her side of the room. My side contains many dangerous objects that if your potentially wandering fingers touch, could cause your demise!" Wednesday warned harshly.

The small elf swallowed thickly. "Ye..YES MISS ADDAMS YES! Winnie knows not to cross miss Addams! Winnie won't touch anything Winnie shouldn't!" The small elf stuttered in fear.

Enid sent an unimpressed look at the dark witch's words and turned to thank Winnie for bringing her pasta and added if Wednesday ever made her feel scared just to tell her.

"I'll set her straight ok? I got a feeling I have a secret weapon that can make her change her mind for the better," Enid whispered as she winked at the elf who smiled.

"Enid! Enid, I think it best you start to eat your meal. Winnie? what ever the wolf told you was a figment of your imagination, was it not?" Wednesday raised an eyebrow. The house elf nodded furious as Enid couldn't help but suppress a giggle.

"It's ok Winnie. Thank you for bringing me my food," With a bow too Enid and a shaking bow too Wednesday, Winnie snapped her fingers and disappear in an instant. Enid gingerly picked up the large glass bowl of pasta and made her way towards the long red velvet couch in-front of the lit fireplace.

"Soooo, you promised that you'd tell me why the Slytherin's wanna kill you when we got back, well?" Enid asked as she made herself comfortable and shoveled a large mouthful of her meal into her mouth, chewing happily as she looked to Wednesday. She sighed as she slid close to the wolf, joining her on the couch and looked into the fire.

"Enid... the story I'm about to tell you is a story I have never told anyone. I am putting a lot of trust in you, I confess, Yoko Tanaka doesn't even know of it and... never tell her I said this, but I do consider her one of my closest companions. So swear bonito chica to take this to the grave." Enid nodded with a bit of tomato sauce at the side of her mouth, Wednesday strained every muscle in her body not to wipe it off for her but instead, she tapped the side of her own.

"Well, I suppose I should start from the very beginning. You see Enid, I've always been a difficult and vengeful person. Since birth I've hated, loathed, despised and generally disliked almost everything. Very few things have ever given me any amount of joy and those thing are seen by most to be... rather unfavorable," Enid give her a look of curiosity as she swallowed another mouthful of pasta.

"Things like arson, grave digging, the extreme dark arts. Things most people would find morbid, I find enjoyable. Besides certain members of my immediate family, I find people to be my least favorite thing this world has to offer. I despise them, I hate how they speak, I hate how they walk, I even hate how they breath, and the fact that almost all of them are selfish, racist, homophobic scum who would rather step on someone who had fell on hard-times rather than stopping to help them rise makes me wish they didn't have the ability to do so!" Wednesday spat harshly as she looked into the fire, she then glanced at Enid who looked at her with awe.

Wednesday cleared her throat awkwardly, "Anyway... I'm a difficult person who generally hates people wizard-kind or not, so you could imagine my anger and feeling of betrayal when I received my acceptance letter to Hogwarts and my parents forcing me to attend," Enid smirked at the thought of a little Wednesday kicking and screaming at her parents and being dragged out of their house as she set her empty bowl to the side and returned her head to the dark witch's lap.

Wednesday started to run her fingers through the wolfs hair immediately as she continued. "The hatred of me started on the Hogwarts express believe it or not, first day and first hour of attending this horrible place, i was target number 1# for Slytherin house. I was sitting alone in a compartment to myself, fiddling with the window to see if there was a way to open it wide enough to escape while the train was leaving the platform, funnily enough, my parents thought I was waving goodbye, but I cleared up their confusion with what Muggles refer to as 'the finger' " Enid burst into laughter at the confession and Wednesday savored the sound.

"OH MY GOD! You gave your Mam and Da the middle finger as you were leaving for school! what did they look like!?" Wednesday grin turned into a scowl.

"Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect of what I was hoping for... they looked proud," Enid laughter died down as she smiled at the Addams family bizarre nature.

"Now where was I? ah yes, I lost hope in escaping from the train, figuring I'd wait until we reached Hogwarts to slip away into the forest and escape the country, when another first year interrupted my plotting," The dark witch scowl deepened as she remembered the young, brown haired boy.

"Tyler Galpin." Wednesday practically growled, sending chills down Enid spine which caused her to blush when she realized the reaction wasn't out of fear. "He strutted in to MY compartment and sat down without an invitation. He flashed a smile at me and asked for my name, thinking I would 'swoon' " She said with sour tone.

Enid looked up at Wednesday with fire in her eyes, "he was hitting on you?" She asked evenly.

"Men, their all the same even when their young but never-mind. I didn't give him my name, but I did give him a warning. I told him to leave or I'd dislocate his shoulder," Wednesday sighed dreamily and scrapped the wolfs scalp lightly.

"His screams Mon cher, it was like music to my ears. A horrific symphony of pure pain and anguish, oh it was delicious," Wednesday purred as she gazed into the fire. Enid stared at her, "Are you a psychopath?" Enid asked plainly.

Wednesday looked disappointed, "I've been trying to be diagnosed as one for years, but no unfortunately, I'm flattered that you asked though Enid. Compliments aside, shall I resume?" Wednesday asked. Enid nodded eagerly.

"So I dislocate his shoulder and he runs down the train sobbing and screaming, shouting 'my father will hear about this!' And what not, and due to how short I was at the time, hold your comment Enid." Wednesday warned as Enid shut her mouth with a giggle.

"No one believed I was capable of doing such a thing, so everyone mocked him, called him a crybaby and a liar. Honestly, I was shocked to see how popular he became in such little time after the incident, but it doesn't matter to the story, what does matter was that his older brother Dennis believed him. He was in his final year and head-boy of Slytherin, so he had the influence to make the others despise me for what I did to Tyler. At the sorting ceremony all the houses clap and cheer when a first year is sorted into their house, but not me... when I was sorted into Slytherin-" Wednesday paused at the memory that for some reason, even to this day, made her feel sad somehow.

"They were silent... some of the first years clapped, but stopped after they realized no one else was, some muttered... some even booed as I walked to the very end of the house table, I sat and ate alone. I sat and ate alone for the first half of that year and for some reason it bothered me, I still don't understand why but-" Wednesday was interrupted by Enid lifting from her lap and throwing her arms around her neck, pulling her into a firm hug.

"Oh Wednesday! of course you were upset! you were just a little girl!" Enid croaked as she dug her face into the crook of Wednesdays neck.

"How could they be that cruel! You defended yourself because he was trying to hit on you and wouldn't leave! and then they treat you like that!" Enid pulled away from the girl and looked at her, anger in her eyes. "You said that they broke your nose last year didn't you!? you said you were ambushed, when did they start getting physical!" The wolf demanded as she wiped tears from her eyes that were again ablaze with hellfire.

Wednesday cupped her cheek and shushed her gently, "Calm yourself cher loup, calm yourself, or I won't be able to finish what I must tell you," Enid huffed and returned back to the dark witch's lap reluctantly.

"To answer your question, it started the second month-ENID! calm yourself and hear me out to the end, I insist." She held the enraged wolf down firmly and continued to stroke her blonde, colorful hair.

"It started out how you would expect. Tripping me in the hallways, shoving my shoulder bag, teasing me about my height by snatching my notebook out of my hands and holding it out of my reach, the sort of things any old bully would do to a first year really. But it started to get more and more violent as the weeks went by, tripping me in the hallways turned into beatings. Shouldering my bag turned into throwing it off the side of the walkways outside and falling into the great lake for the Grindylows to rip apart. Teasing me about my height turned into shoving my head down toilets," Wednesday looked down to see Enid's eyes began to water again.

"But... but you fought back right?"

Wednesdays eyes darkened and her lips turned downwards slightly. "Oh no Enid, no I didn't. Let me explain before you grow confused, you see there is a competition here at Hogwarts called the house cup, and at the end of the school year, the house with the most points wins. To be awarded points for your house you must answer class questions correctly, brew potions efficiency and show bravery, loyalty, your knowledge and cunning ability's but, if you do the opposite like I did and still do, then you lose your house points. In the first couple of months, I lost Slytherin so many House points without even trying, it looked less then impossible for them to win, and they didn't like that. So as the bullying increased, so did my determination to lose them points, so instead of physically fighting back, I tried to do something much more ambitious then just turning to violence. I tried to brake them psychology but... I took it to far," Wednesdays voice trailed off as she took out her pocket watch.

"When the Quidditch tryouts took place, I tried out and successfully got the position as seeker for the house team by impressing Professor Vlad with my flying and diving abilities. Even though most of the other team members despised me, they too couldn't help but be impressed and reluctantly admitted I was going to be a valuable asset, But Dennis Galpin was furious. He was team captain and thought I was going to sabotage the team and never catch the snitch on purpose, which honestly I wasn't planning on doing," Wednesday admitted as she looked down at Enid who looked extremely worried.

"Nero was a gift from my parents for being accepted into Hogwarts," Wednesday ignored the soft 'oh Wednesday' that Enid whimpered as she looked back into the fire.

"He was my closest friend, my only friend honestly. After classes we would go on walks around the castle, we would eat together, sleep together. He meant the world to me, but as the bullying increased, I became rightly paranoid and decided it would be safer for him to sleep in my chest of drawers instead of on my chest at night, he didn't like it of course, but he grew to like the pitch darkness, and after a couple of nights, the tapping of his stinger on the wooded drawers stopped," she paused to swallowed a lump in her throat.

"That night... after the Quidditch tryouts, Galpins girlfriend, Tillie McLane and Daphne Toomey broke into my sleeping quarters and grabbed me... they grabbed me and Nero. I don't know how they knew where I hid him or how they knew how to handle him in a way he couldn't defend himself but... they dragged us into the common room to where Galpin was waiting. I kicked and screamed, I..i.i begged for someone to help us, but no one came to our aid. He told me if I sabotaged his chances of winning the Quidditch cup he would kill me... and to prove his point, he crushed Nero right In-front of my face as the others held me down. He stomped and ground until Nero was unrecognizable. I screamed and begged for him to stop but-" Wednesday was once again brought into a fierce hug and the pain in her chest subsided slightly as warmth swept throughout her body.

The dark witch hesitantly wrapped her own arms around the wolfs body and held her in place, 'god Wednesday, what the hell were you thinking! Shes going to see you as a fucking weakling!' She berated herself before Enid pulled back and looked to her with a tear streaked face.

"What... what happened next? if you want to stop I'll understand, this can't be easily for you," Enid said as she rubbed the witch's arm just as she did Winnie's.

"No, it's fine Enid. After I gave Nero a suitable funeral that night... I wondered the halls aimlessly. I couldn't go back to the dungeons... I couldn't be around the people who ignored my pleads for help. Enid, I sounded like I was about to be butchered and everyone of them just... at around midnight, I was stumbling down the hallway outside when the room of requirement revealed its self to me, and when I entered it was a bare room, nothing was inside. Except the statute of my beloved Nero and a space for me to grieve in private," she said close to a whisper.

"From that day on, I swore to myself, that if I ever heard a cry for help, if I ever saw the mistreatment of an innocent being or the abuse of power, I would do everything I could to stop it. I swore I would never stand by like those cowards did that night, whether I like the person or not. And I swore for the rest of my time at Hogwarts, Slytherin house would NEVER win the house cup." she stated firmly.

Enid was lost for words at the dark witch's story, she was mixed between her heart breaking and being completely enamored with the girl and her passionate decoration, and before she could stop herself, she spoke.

"holy shit Wednesday, your literally batman," Enid gasped and covered her face as Wednesday looked completely confused at the girls words.

"Enid... I am not a bat, and am certainly not a man, what in Merlin's beard are you talking about?" Enid snorted loudly as she tried to calm herself down.

"NO WENDS! I, I-" Tried as she might, Enid could not for the life of her stop the laughter erupting from her stomach, tearing up at the stitches forming at her sides. "Oh god.. oh god Wednesday, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to say that out loud but for real, you really are batman," Enid said as she regained her composer.

"Batman's a muggle superhero who watched his parents get murdered In-front of him and became a vigilante because of it, I know it's really insensitive for me to say that after you like, opened up to me but-" Enid took a deep breath to steady herself and wiped the tears from her face and found that Wednesday wasn't at all offended, instead she found herself interested at the aspect of a man who watched his parents being murdered and transformed into a humanoid bat to fight crime and defend the innocent.

"Explain to me this 'batman' espléndida, and how he achieved his transform without access to a mandrake leaf."

For the next hour, Enid explained this mysterious 'batman' and the other creative super-beings and the art of comic books and movies the muggles had conjured up over the years.

"So he can produce claws from his hands? just like yourself?" Wednesday asked as she gave the blonde wolf her full attention, Enid yawned widely and rested her head on the shorter witch's shoulder and nuzzled into her neck.

"Yeah kinda, but he only has three claws but there made of metal that's super strong and hes almost immortal, he's pretty old too but looks like 40 and lived through a bunch of wars. He survived a nuke at one point too," She sighed peacefully as they both grew quite again, enjoying each others company as the rooms fire lowered slightly, signalling for Wednesday to check her watch.

To her surprise, she found it was almost 11 pm. "Enid, you should get some rest on a more comfortable piece of furniture, your neck will be dreadfully sore if you resume the position you have left it in," Wednesday advised as she pocketed her watch again and nudged the head of blonde enchanted hair to move, which didn't.

"Enid, necesitas tu sueño reparador Come along," she whispered as she stood from her place on the couch and practically drag the half asleep girl to her side of the room.

Enid let out a tired sigh as she changed out of her day clothes and climbed into the queen sized bed, sleepily grabbed her black plush raven and hugged it to her chest as Wednesday covered her with the bright pink duvet that somehow, didn't make her vomit.

"Your taste in decor is disturbing mi hermoso lobo, I don't know how you are able to withstand its... color." Enid turned under her duvet to face Wednesday who had sat on the side of her bed. For a moment she just admired the brunettes features which she found to be flawless.

'God, she's gorgeous.' she thought dreamily as she started to close her eyes. Just before sleep took hold of the wolf, she felt something small and light hopping on her bed and crawl towards her, she turned to she a young black cat with bright green eyes staring at her.

"Awww, who's this?" She cooed as the cat leaned into Enid's hand and settled into her side on top of her covers.

"This is Alfred, he's a stray I found on the grounds a couple of days after Nero was murdered, since i didn't have my beloved Nero anymore-" A somber look flashed on the dark witch's face.

"I took him in, after all, I do need an animal for my transfiguration studies. Alfred, leave the wolf alone she needs her rest." Wednesday said sternly to the black cat who was kneading the pink duvet on top of Enid's chest before rolling up in a tight ball and purred.

"Aw, he's just making himself comfortable Wednesday, he isn't bothering me," Enid sighed as she closed her eyes again that were barely visible among the bedding.

"what? my bed not good enough for you? first the room, now Alfred. I'll skin Thing if he betrays me like you two have," Wednesday felt one of Enid many plushie lightly hit the back of her head, she suppressed her anger at the rooms antics by watching the wolf and cat falling asleep.

"Mmm... goodnight wends," Enid murmured.

Wednesdays heart melted at the nick name. "buenas noches mi gracia, may your dreams be-", 'she is prone to nightmares and panic attacks' her godmothers words rang through her mind.

"sin sueños." she whispered. She lifted herself gently off the bed and headed towards the the entrance to the second section of the room, but stopped when she heard a soft whine from the pink bed.

Wednesday rushed back to the sleeping blonde in a panic, but when she was about to gently shake the girl awake, Enid hummed happily as the dark witch returned.

'what?... why was she whining if she's not having a-' Wednesday stopped her thoughts when she noticed Enid shuffle slightly towards the dark witch that leaned over her. 'hmmm, let's see. Facial muscles relaxed and no twitching of the brow, breathing is of a normal rate. No sweating, Not a nightmare, was fine before I left then whined when I did, returned to normal when I returned and subconsciously moved towards me then-' she stopped her deduction when she felt a nose brush her wrist.

Wednesday went scarlet at the realization, she briskly march towards her bed, picked up one of her own black satin pillows and returned to the whining wolf and place it In-front of the sleeping Enid's face which relaxed instantly.

"Buen Dios Enid, tu vas a ser mi muerte." Wednesday muttered as she walked through the short hallway into the large second section, stabbing the dark wooden wall with her knife as a result of a 'wolfs and other canine mating rituals' book falling from one of the book shelves in the short hallway before the entrance closed, sealing the dark witch inside and cutting off the sounds of angry yells of Spanish, letting the sleeping girl clutching the black pillow rest peacefully.

Chapter 8: Pondering the marks

Wednesdays anger was almost blinding and she couldn't really pin point where its source was place, which fueled it further. 'GOD DAMMIT! god damn this curse! This FUCKING CURSE! Why her... why her! She's everything I'm not, she is my exact opposite! it would never work!'

Wednesday paced up and down the room, her dark thoughts clouding her mind to the point where she hadn't noticed a fireplace had formed in one of the walls and a black, soft plush armchair with a small coffee table next to it appeared In-front of the warm dark blue fire. Wednesday stopped her pacing and stood In-front of the grand windows, crossing her arms and scowling.

"And YOU! the bed! the toy wolf! the book! I distinctly remember that day of your acceptance of me and YOU! Think its amusing to embarrass me In-front of my..my-" Wednesday shuddered at the mere thought of the girl who was driving her insane.

Wednesday grabbed her head in frustration and growled fiercely, but stopped when the back of her knees buckled as the plush armchair shot out and retrieved the witch and returned to it previous position In-front of the fire.

Wednesday looked disgusted. "Ohhhh, trying to get on my slightly less then horrible side are you room!? well if you think it's going to be as simple as conjuring up a chair and a fire then you'll be sorely disappointed! you USELESS!-" But her rant was cut short as the sound of clinking glass and the pouring of liquid filled the air, Wednesday looked to her left a saw a tea mug and glass teapot beside her.

"... muggle coffee?" The glass teapot shook slightly. The dark witch's eyebrow raised. "...Death wish...dark roast?" The hot mug of coffee slowly slid closer towards her. She frowned and snatched the mug from the table, muttering about still setting the room on fire in her final year.

For a few moments, Wednesday silently sipped on her warm beverage as she stared into the fire, deep in thought, she thought about the phantom hand that reached into her chest the moment she had the pleasure of looking into the girls deep pools of blue, she thought of how right it felt to lead Enid through the halls of Hogwarts and how murderous she became when that embarrassment of a poltergeist insulted her appearance.

'Mental note; brush up on how to eradicate a spirit in the most painful way possible' The dark witch thought before she was surprised when she noticed a dark gray book had appeared on the table to her left, 'lycanthropy and the habits of the unfortunate members of wizard-kind who are burden with it' The title read in sliver, bold letters.

Wednesday scoffed as she turned to look at a painting that had shook lightly of a wizard that was shrugging to another wizard. "Drop it! good lord you are almost as much of an annoyance than Thing, speaking of which, were is that milksop? THING! room, where is he?" A black marbled tile on the floor beside her chair moved to the side and a thick, metal pipe snaked out, stopping mere inches from Wednesdays face.

"Still spying is he? the wonders of the school's plumbing system. THING! GET TO THE ROOM OF REQUIREMENT FOR YOUR DEBRIEFING! I'm going to be horse by the end of the night, I swear," She said as she waved the pipe away and checked her silver pocket watch before closing it again. Wednesday waited for the severed hand while finishing her warm drink and eyeing the gray book with a look of curiosity.

A few minutes had past before a small vent at the bottom of one of the walls burst open and out scampered a dismembered hand covered with black stitches. It crawled across the marbled floor and climb up onto the table. Wednesday checked her watch once again and looked to the hand.

"Five minutes. What part of the castle were you in?" The hand started signing and tapping on the wood tabletop. "Defense against the dark arts classroom, most of the East-side pipes are starting to clog. You should tell professor Weems," Wednesday pocketed her watch once again and poured herself another mug of coffee.

"I'll make a note to bring it up to her before her beheading, honestly Thing, the gall of them! Thrusting me into the deep abyss of infatuation and despair without taking her feelings into account. How is she going to react when she finds out, when she discovers that her 'roommate' is cursed to be obsessed with her till her dying breath," she moaned.

Thing crawled towards the forgotten book, "Well have YOU thought about her feelings? and that maybe she wouldn't be apposed to your 'obsession', That hair of hers didn't exactly scream 'straight' and you absolutely reek of her," The hand tapped out before flicking the book open and turning a couple of pages.

Wednesday sent him a death glare, "Want to rephrase that last statement? as it implies that not only do I 'reek' but SHE 'reeks' also." she said lowly.

Thing simply rolled his fingers and continued to read one of the paragraph on the effects of the wolfs-bane potions. "Anyway, deliver your findings for the evening. Anything of interest?" Wednesday asked as she took another sip of coffee.

"Not really, professor Kinbott is in the Owlery again."

"looking for a husband no doubt,"

"Thornhill is taking inventory of the potions storage closet,"

"Annoying, that list of hers makes stealing supplies a lot harder,"

"Weems is pacing in her office again, nothing much to report. Oh! the new dark arts professor is a werewolf." he signed.

"Yes I am already aware, the scars on his neck match those of a werewolf's. Though I am slightly mystified as to why Weems would hire one, no doubt some students and parents will make a fuss about how dangerous he is. Oh for god's sake Thing! would you put that book away! mi maldición is a truewolf, not a lycan, there would be nothing of worth in there!" Wednesday said heatedly as she pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

Both Wednesday and Thing spent a half and hour in a tense heavy silence before the hand piped up suddenly, tapping hastily. 'while werewolf's do not exhibit any kind of wolfish qualities without the presence of the full moon, it would be good to note, that Mr Fleach Baker, the famous researcher stated that while attending a wedding in Jamaica, he had encountered a rare sight of two of what are known as 'truewolfs' displaying affection in public by 'nuzzling and scenting each-other', he also noted how the male of the couple became slightly aggressive when others got to close to his partner' the passage read.

Wednesday paused at the information and gave Thing a once over, "... It means nothing, she is a growing teenage girl, just because she is affectionate doesn't mean she would accept my hand in marriage," She blushed at the slip of her words.

"Already thinking of marriage huh? yup, definitely the curse. Have you contacted Gomez or Mortisha? I'm sure they will want to know the moment it is activated to help with the courting process, or to plan the funeral," Thing signed.

Wednesday scoffed at the question, "Of course I did! I sent father a howler after I explained our living arrangements to the wolf. Speaking of which, I need you to do a little bit of research for me, I need you to find a way someone would go about removing one's heart without dying, I'm sure there is a method and I predict you will have success in the restricted section," Wednesday said as she stood up from her chair and grab the still warm teapot.

"Also, have you been in touch which Mr Tweeny? I told him to keep an eye out for any more killings in the forbidden forest over the summer." Wednesday asked as she strolled towards a particularly decrepit bookcase.

The hand jumped off the table to join the short witch, "Not yet, I broke into his cabin but he was passed out. Smelling salts wouldn't have waken him with the amount of bottles on his table,"

The dark witch hummed as she tapped the tip of her wand twice on the spine of a red, leather bound book and stepped back as the bookcase swung open to reveal a dark passageway. "Mr Tweeny has seen horrors most of us could only dream of, not at all surprising he took to the bottle. Now then, shall we? I need you to write up a file on the bonito lobo before midnight while i brush up on case file eight," Wednesday said as she walked through the secret pathway that lead into a small square room that was pitched black as the bookcase closed behind the pair.

"Incendio." she whispered and flicked her wand to light the numerous candles and the lantern that illuminated the small space. Inside the room was a mahogany desk with many draws and a plush rolling chair, on the wall In-front of the desk was a giant corked board covered head to toe with moving pictures, small pieces of paper, newspaper clippings and official looking documents that almost all had the heading 'official reports for the ministry of magic'. All of them were connected with dark red string. Wednesday sat down, placing down the glass teapot and pulled open a drawer, reaching inside and grabbing a thick folder labeled 'case 8'.

"So you want me write up a report on the wolf? are you going to fill me in on what you've learned about her or should I just write she's a truewolf who is prone to fainting and might become an Addams? That is of course if she takes your last name instead of?" Thing tapped on the desk. Wednesday glared at the hand.

"Sinclair, and she is not going to become an Addams! I refuse to deluded her judgment of my character based on the curse and it's effects, she strikes me of the kind of person to aims to please and... if the curse didn't run through my veins, do you honestly believe I would fall for-" the dark witch paused at the mere thought.

'would I fall for her if I didn't have this curse? Let's see, her soft features, her beautiful smile, her soft hair and glowing warmth of her pure heart. Her scars and fangs, her magnificent wolf form' Wednesday sighed dreamily before slamming the thick file down on the table, enraged.

"Ink and quill Thing! write down everything I say and if you so much as utter a single... sign or tap a word, I will retrieve my taxidermy equipment and be the Addams to unravel the truth of the great Addams mystery!" The severed hand jolted to action and scampered away to retrieve the writing tools and a few pieces of parchment.

When he settled at Wednesday side with the quill and ink at the ready, the dark witch took a deep breath. "Enid Sinclair, born 15/7/2009 Merlin Park University Hospital, county Galway. Description: blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair that she enchants blue and red at the ends. About 5'6 in height and displays inhuman reflexes paired with abnormal physical strength to point of having the ability to crush a human skull effortlessly. Utterly disturbing," Wednesday finished breathlessly and paused lost in thought before the lack of the sound of scratching paper stole her attention.

She turned to see Thing staring at her, quill still in his grasp. Wednesday cleared her throat, "the second most intriguing and alluring aspect of her appearance are the three long scars that grace the left-hand side of her face, while at first I theorized the scars were a result of a fight with a werewolf or fellow truewolf, I now believe that not to be the case. Further inquiry required," she interlocked her fingers and leaned towards the large corked board.

"The scars are too jagged at the edges to be a truewolf, after viewing how easily her own claws can slice through flesh, if other truewolfs claws are as sharp, then they would have healed more efficiently. Then there is the aspect of it being a werewolf's doing, but after seeing professor Fitts own scars, that option is also ruled out due to his being deep and shorter. What ever caused them, it has long jagged claws that may or may not have poison in them," she finished and turned to her assistant.

"When Enid smiled widely earlier, the scar closest to her left ear stung which points towards nerve damage but, after I applied my homemade numbing cream to it, the pain faded, numbing cream doesn't work on nerve damage. It does however work on most venom stings, but I have a theory that needs further investigation and research, while you search for a method of removing my heart, try and find information about truewolfs and there healing abilities ESPECIALLY after turning into their wolf form," the dark witch specified while opening the thick folder.

"Home-life seems stable... relationship with parents, siblings and cousins looked positive, but relationship with wizard-kind is extremely negative. Through out dinner this evening, while she displayed seemingly relaxed behavior, a number of times she eyed professor Thornhill, Vlad and Fitts nervously and looked to professor Kinbott as a threat,"

"Kinbott? as a threat?... did you tell her about the crush you had on her when you were 12?" Thing tapped out before dodging the tip of the hunting knife that stabbed into the desk.

Chapter 9: Black satin pillows and toast

Enid awoke in the morning from a restful, dreamless sleep. Feeling the very odd sensation of Déjà vu for some reason. As she raised her head to take in her surroundings, she felt soft fabric stick to the side of her face and smelled the addictive scent of elderberry, parchment paper and writing ink.

"Mmmm... Wednesday?" She muttered as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and raised to her elbows to look across the room towards the four-posted black bed. The wolf looked to her left and noticed a black satin pillow that hadn't been there the night before with a small patch of drool staining it, she then realized what must of happened and buried her face into her hands, whining.

'Oh god! I haven't done that since I was literally a toddler! what the hell is wrong with you! are you a puppy!' She complained to the wolf inside herself, but it only huffed in response.

"God dammit... oh good morning Alfred." she whispered as she stroked the head of the black cat that was stretching out his front paws, yawning widely.

Enid laid back down and pouted at her wolfs behavior. 'what the hell is wrong with you? mam warned me about this but I didn't except you to be this desperate. Honestly, that is so embarrassing! how am I going to face her today!' She groaned as she felt her wolf being pleased at the thought of meeting the dark witch again.

Enid rolled out of the warmth of the bed and stretched her arms high above her head and looked around the room curiously. "uh room? you wouldn't be able to like, make a bathroom could you?" She whispered to one of the walls, not wanting to wake the black lump on the dark bed that shifted slightly.

A book case behind the girl slowly slid to the side to reveal a dark brown door. The wolf turned at the sound of creaking and smiled brightly as she patted one of the wooden pillars beside the door and whispered a thank you as she entered the private bathroom.

While the color of the black tiles, gold bathtub and porcelain toilet didn't surprise Enid, what did surprised her, was the fact that right beside a large mirror, black marbled counter-top and brass sink, was a white marbled counter-top with a pink-framed mirror and a polished metal, modern sink surrounded with her personal muggle self-care products.

Enid blushed at the sight of the conjoined vanity's, feeling as though it was rather domestic looking and rushed to begin her morning routine.

When Enid reemerge from the bathroom she looked to an old grandfather clock that showed that is was almost 9 am as she ruffle her damp blonde hair with a pink towel. 'i wonder if breakfast is ready,' she thought before she creeped slowly towards Wednesdays bed.

"Wednesday? are you awake?" She asked gently as she looked at the half hidden face and the jet black hair that covered her pillows. 'omg! she is so adorable like this!' Enid gushed as she gently sat down on the side of the black duvet covers, just before the tip of a sharp dagger was placed at the crook of her neck.

Enid froze stiff, but instead of feeling fear or fainting, she felt oddly calm. Wednesday slowly opened a dark eye that was full of murderous intent, but softened in an instant when she recognized the blonde girl.

"Apologies magnifique, it might take some time for me to adjust to this new living arrangement," she mumbled as she stored her dagger back under her pillow and settled her self deeper into her bed, closing her eyes. "Good god, Enid what time is it?" She sighed.

Enid suppressed a giggle at the sight In-front of her. She had only ever seen the dark witch fully composed and the image of perfection, but now she looked so young, grumble tiredly about being woken like a child. Now that Enid thought about it, she pretty much is a child technically, but with how chivalrous and elegant she was all day yesterday with her, she completely forgot she was only fourteen, just like herself.

"It's 9 am, do you wanna go get breakfast? or do you wanna sleep some more?" Enid said softly as Wednesday rolled onto her side.

"Mm... Thing, wake up and show mi hermoso lobo down to the great-hall, I don't want her to get lost by herself," Wednesday mumbled into her duvet.

Enid looked around to see who the witch was talking to when she spotted a severed hand standing sleepily from the black, dog bed beside Wednesdays and jump on to it.

"Wed... Wednesday! what is that?" Enid asked with her voice slightly shaking as she stood and backed away from the hand. The dark witch raised herself in a sleepy panic at the sound of the wolfs fear.

"Don't be afraid mi corazón, he is a relative and my assistant for my work. He will not harm you in anyway shape or form... if he knows what's good for him!" Wednesday warned as she looked at the signing hand. "How do I talk to her? does she know sign language? It's going to be murder writing every direction-"

"I know sign language! my.. my little cousin Nina is deaf," Enid said sadly to the hand as she walked back towards the bed which made Wednesday flop back into her pillow in relief.

"You are truly full of surprises Enid, now Thing! don't be seen and make sure she drinks a pint of milk with her meal, shes a growing wolf, she needs all the calcium she can acquire! Also Enid, I would appreciate it if you could eat some second helpings of beacon and eggs, we have a long day ahead of us." Wednesday said as she shuffled again into her blanket and sighed sleepily.

Enid looked at her fondly before remembering something and began to blush slightly. She went back to her side of the room and retrieved the black pillow and returned back to Wednesday, placing the pillow on the bed gently.

"Thank you for that last night... I'm sorry it's, it's a wolf thing, I'm sorry if I made you uncomforta-" But Enid's apology was cut short as Wednesday sleepily grabbed the pillow and hugged it tightly in her sleep, sighing dreamily.

Before Enid's face could grow even redder, Thing scramble over the sheets and signed, "DO NOT TELL HER SHE DID THAT! if she finds out, she will know I saw it as well and I'll never be seen again!"

Enid looked slightly taking aback at the hands signals, but smiled softly as the fear of his appearance completely faded. "don't worry, our secrets safe with me. One sec, let me get dressed and my bag and we can head out," she whispered and walked silently over to her walk-in closet the room had made for her.

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"Soooo, you don't know what happened to the rest of your body and how old you are? That sucks." Enid said as she walked down a stone spiral staircase Thing had told her to take.

"It's not to bad, and honestly, it's kind of nice not having to eat or worry about my appearance. Except of course my nails."

"I noticed! your cuticles are non existing! how do you remove them so skillfully?" Enid gushed into her shoulder bag as she entered into a large room with comfortable looking couches and beautiful stain glassed windows.

"It's a tedious process, but I think the results are worth it, also the hand smoothing cream Wednesday whips up for me is second to none. I've tried convincing her to talk to Gomez about selling it but she'd be mortified if anyone found out she makes it for me... don't tell her I told you that." The young wolf smiled fondly at Things confession and the dark witch's compassion she would find embarrassing if people discovered.

"honestly Thing, she is... gosh, how could anyone hate her, she's perfect in every way! By the way we have to get those nails painted, ever since I've seen Wednesdays I've been itching to get painting! Hers would look great in black." Enid gushed.

"Itching to hold her hand more like it," Enid rattled her canvas bag, grinning at the hands comment. "shut it you! your her relative so you wouldn't get it but... who wouldn't," Enid's cheeks tinted red slightly as she smiled sheepishly.

As they walked through a set of giant doors, they entered an impressive outside stone bridge that lead to the main entrance of the castle, while Thing was describing how clingy Wednesday was to her father as a child, Enid gasped at a stone statue she saw at the other side of the wide bridge and started to sprint towards the stone steps that lead up to it.

"NO WAY! THING! oh Thing they have a monument to werewolf's? that's so sweet!" Enid said with almost tears in her eyes.

Thing paused at the statement for a moment before tapping the side of the bag closest to the wolf. "It's not really a monument Enid, it's more of the school's attempt of a warning. A warning not to go into the forbidden forest. Werewolf's live there."

Enid gasped at the hands signs. "A warning!? but..but werewolf's aren't, well ok they ARE dangerous, but it's not their fault! Just because someone has a condition that transforms them into a werewolf once a month, which by the way has been pretty much been solved with the wolfs-bane potion, doesn't deserve them to live in a dangerous forest and a statue to remind students that their dangerous! I'm technology more dangerous then they are!"

"But you can control yourself when your a wolf, they can't. And don't get me wrong I agree with you, we actually have three werewolf's in the family, but Enid you need to remember that witch's and wizards don't like the unpredictable. Which is why you should stick with my niece while your here," the hand signed. "Or my great, great, great granddaughter? I don't know to be honest, just stick to Wednesday! she'll keep you out of harm's way. For the most part,"

Enid sighed as she looked back to the statue of the stone werewolf and took hold of one of its elongated fingers. "Having to live in a forbidden forest, honestly wizard-kind can be so cruel." Enid said sadly as she walked towards a filmier stone courtyard, before an overly sweet voice called out to her.

"Miss Sinclair, how are you this morning. Off for some breakfast?" Professor Thornhill asked as she sidled up to the wolf who was frozen in place.

"I..i.i yeah I was going-" Enid said shaking slightly. While she had gotten incredibly comfortable with Wednesday, it seemed as though while she wasn't latched onto the shorter witch, her nerves and fear came flooding back. The professor chuckled lightly as she put her hand on the small of the girls back and lead her though the stone pillars and up the steps to the giant doors.

The pair were quite as they entered the great hall, Enid being too intimidated to speak to the older witch and the former being lost in thought. "So Enid, what brings you to Hogwarts? It honestly came as a surprise when you arrived during dinner last night with miss Addams at your side. If I were to say I've never seen a girl as taken with someone as much as miss Addams was with you last night, It would be a bit of an understatement." The professor teased lightly, smirking at the blondes bright red face and her small smile.

"Yeah well...you think so?" She asked sheepishly as she forced her hands to stop shaking.

"Oh miss Sinclair, when you see how she treats the other students so horribly. It's a little disturbing if I'm being honest." She said as they headed to the very front of the Gryffindor table.

"Huh..what do you mean miss? She's one of the sweetest girls I've ever met. Sure she has a temper but-"

"Miss Sinclair... With 20 years of teaching under my belt, I can say with confidence. Wednesday Addams is one of the cruelest, sadistic, terrors of a witch Hogwarts has seen in years. Only in the first couple of weeks into her second year here, she sent almost 20 students from different houses to the hospital wing. Broken noses, concussions, busted ribs-"

"how many times was SHE in the hospital wing though?" Enid interrupted as a giant steel plate of eggs and crispy bacon appeared In-front of her with a metal goblet.

Professor Thornhill smiled stiffly as she poured herself a cup of tea. "She holds the record for most hospital visits, which is not the point miss Sinclair, the point I'm trying to make, is miss Addams is an incredibly violent individual and she may have a few mental issues you should be wary of since I suspect she has developed an 'obsession' with you, which definitely doesn't seem healthy," Thornhill warned darkly.

Enid face erupted at the idea of the beautiful witch that was still sleeping upstairs being 'obsessed' with her. "god I hope so, I MEAN I DON'T HOPE SO... but i don't know? maybe it would be kinda nic-"

"Enid! Your not hearing what I'm trying to get through to you! She is a witch with a history of violence and may or may not be 'obsessed' with you, I'm not talking about a simple crush Enid. What if it turns out to be something darker?" Enid forced a spoonful of egg into her mouth to stop her from talking.

'an obsession? darker then a simple crush?' Enid started to get the feeling that this woman definitely has it out for Wednesday by the way she talked about her. "A he..hello you two! is this place taken?" A timid voice broke the tense air.

"Professor Kinbott? your early this morning. Here, why don't you keep miss Sinclair company, I need to check on the wolfs-bane potion for professor Fitts." The witch said as she drained the rest of her tea and raised from her place at the table, giving the young blonde professor a look of slight disguise before leaving abruptly.

The young professor let out a sigh of relief as she sat down where professor Thornhill once sat. "... she definitely wants me out of here," Kinbott muttered as she began to dig into a small bowl of oatmeal.

Enid forced herself to suppress the growl that was trying to force its way out of her chest, "why would she want that miss?" Enid said through clenched teeth.

"Oh, probably because of your roommate. Professor Thornhill has been trying to get her expelled from the moment after her first potions class with her, but my assessments from our therapy sessions always show she isn't a threat in the way miss Thronhill claims," Enid raised her eyebrows at the information as she worked through her second helpings, she felt a tapping from her shoulder bag.

"Enid, tell her what Thornhill said. She's completely wrong about Wednesday! also you need to work on that milk of yours." Thing signed as quietly as possible.

"Miss? professor Thornhill said that Wednesday is like? A crazy person and she's obsessed with me? What do you think?" Kinbott splutter her drink at the question.

"Wed.. Wednesday? obsessed with you? Well... she was acting very strange when it came to you last night. All the time I've know her, she has never displayed that amount of affection. I mean with you two walking into the Great hall with your arms connected, her pulling out your chair for you. I've never seen her like that with anybody, she doesn't even let her family touch her In almost anyway but... i don't think its anything to be worried about." She said as she played with her food, Enid smiled at the memory of the brunettes actions.

As she wiped her plate clean of egg yolks with a piece of toast, she was reminded of something. "Miss Kinbott? how do I get down to the waterfront from here?" She asked the professor she felt oddly at easy with suddenly, as she picked up a couple of extra pieces of toast.

Chapter 10: Troll protection

"Here squidy, squidy! I've got some toast for ya!" Enid sang playfully as she tared off a piece of toast and tossed it into the black lakes water. After miss Kinbott had explained how the giant squid was the one who caused the first year boats to glide across the lake, she told the wolf to try the first years entrance to spot it.

"What do you think Thing? think there's really a giant squid in there? It would be pretty cool if there was," Enid asked the hand that was spread out across the fabric of Enid's shoulder bag that was resting on one of the wooden pier.

"Oh, I don't think there is a squid is in there, I know it's in there." Thing signed cryptically as Enid joined him as she took off her converters and dipping her feet into the cool water.

"Well, guess we'll find out, hmm? Although, the whole toast thing is kinda weird, what kind of squid would like toast?" Enid mused lightly, shifting her wait onto her elbows.

While they waited for any signs of the squid to appear, Thing filled Enid in on professor Thornhill and Wednesdays relationship, or more so their hatred for each-other.

"That's so unfair! just because she doesn't raise a hand to answer a question she knows but doesn't want to answer, doesn't mean she should loses 10 house points!"

"Yeah, well it does to her, shes always hated her. Its because Wednesday suspects she isn't who she says she is."

Enid lifted her head from her position on the dock, "Not who she says she is? what do you mean?"

Thing paused slightly before continuing, "After a couple of weeks of Thornhills bullshit, Wednesday decided to do a background check on her when she broke into her office one night, she found nothing that would delve into her past. No medical records, no identification, no qualifications. Even when I broke into the school's filing system, the only thing I could find was that she never attended Hogwarts."

Enid grew more and more confused at he's words, "Ok, she didn't attend Hogwarts and she's a super private person, how does that mean she's not who she claims to be?"

"Because when you can't find even a spect of someone's past life to her degree, then their hiding something bonito lobo," Wednesdays tired voice came from the opening gates of the elevator.

Enid almost jumped up from her sitting position as she saw the dark witch shuffle to were she and Thing were sitting.

"And after I accused her of being an imposter, she tried to frame me for causing an explosion she caused during a potions class. It was one of the closest times I've ever been to being expelled. And at another point, I'm convinced she tried to poison me by manipulating Rowan Laslow into slipping a highly complex poison into my drink during dinner," Wednesday flop down next to the taller girl and leaned up against her, Enid gasped at Wednesdays words.

"Poison!? Wednesday that's really serious! Did you talk with Weems or like the guards?" Wednesday turned and looked up at the girl confused.

"Oh yeah, their the Muggles police," Enid muttered, slightly embarrassed before she felt Wednesday placed her head of slightly messy hair on her shoulder.

"No, I didn't have enough evidence to convict her, but I known she put laslow up to it, he's an incredibly unstable individual... wouldn't be the first time he's tried to kill me." She sighed blissfully as she took in the blondes scent.

Enid scoffed at the dark witch's words and looked to Thing to see if she was telling the truth. "She's being a bit dramatic, but he is definitely one student to look out for." Thing sighed.

The wolf looked back out to the dark water that was still as glass, kicking the water in an attempt for something to happen. "Soooo, what's on the agenda today? you said we have a big day ahead of us this morning, so what do you have in mind?" She turned to the dark witch to silently fawned over her slight bed hair and peaceful face.

"Hmmm, we need to go to Diegon Alley to get your school supplies. We can use Weems fireplace in her office to get there with the floo system." Wednesday yawned quietly.

"Oh? ok, we should make a stop at that bank run by goblins and dragons... what's it called again? something really weird?"

"Gringotts Enid, and I believe they don't use dragons anymore," She mumbled sleepily, Enid frowned slightly at the girl.

"You not a morning person? what time did you go to sleep last night?".

Wednesday hummed softly, "About 5 in the morning, I had a lot of work to catch-up on."

"Wednesday! You can't do that! sleep is important for your health! please tell me you don't do that often." The wolf lightly scolded.

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Half an hour passed as Wednesday slept on Enid's shoulder as the wolf and Thing chatted quietly about mundane things, like the classes she will attend and the gossip surrounding the group of students Wednesday associated with. "So Divina is Yokos girlfriend? and she's in Ravenclaw?"

"Yeah... she's not the biggest fan of Wednesday, says shes a terrible influence on Yoko and always drags her into trouble. Honestly, shes not entirely wrong but she can be a bit of a snob."

Enid grinned at the things the dark witch and her accomplice would get up to, and this girl 'Divina' lecturing them sternly when she spotted some movement in the water.

"Oh! Wednesday wake up! I think the giant squids showed up!" Enid told the other girl giddily.

As Wednesday started to stir, a snake like, red tentacle slithered through the inky black water and stopped just before Enid feet. "Holy shit! there really is a squid! OMG that's so cool! Hey buddy, do you want some toast huh? here!"

Enid held out a crisp piece of toast over the water for a large red tentacle to rise out of the water and gently take it in one of its large suction cup, then another, smaller tentacle raised out of the water and swipe across her scared cheek. "Hehe, your welcome buddy! Wednesday are you seeing this!... Wednesday?" Enid paused at the dark witch's pale expression and rigid body.

While her face was completely emotionless and her completion just as it always was but with slightly less color, Enid could spot that look in anyone's eyes from a mile away, Fear.

"Hey, hey are you ok? I don't think it's dangerous Wednesday, if it was, the school wouldn't let it stay here, there's no reason to be afraid-"

"I'm not afraid!... I'm not afraid mi hermoso lobo, I just think it's about time we get on with the day, much to do ,such little time and the sort. I'll be at the exit of the elevator when your ready to leave." Wednesday muttered while never taking her eyes off the swaying tentacles that almost looked as if they were glaring at the short witch as she slowly made her way to the doors of the elevator and disappearing behind them. Enid was completely speechless at the girls behavior.

"The hell? Thing what was that about?" She asked as the severed hand who stood from his place on Enid's bag.

"Never thought the squid would actually turn up, it's fine Enid, just forget it happened. I'm sure She'll open up about it sooner or later, just give her time." He signed to the wolf before disappearing up the shaft of the elevator.

Enid turned to the giant red tentacles that started to disappeared back into the water, giving Enid one last swipe to her cheek and submerging completely

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When Enid emerged from the elevator, she spotted Wednesday and Thing in a heated whispered argument before seeing Enid skipping towards them.

"So! are we heading out right away? Or are you going to walk into Gringotts dressed like that?" Enid pointed towards Wednesdays attire that consisted of a large black t shirt and black shorts.

Wednesday huffed at the blondes question and turned to Thing once again.

"Take her to Weems office, I'll meet you both there shortly. Show her the trophy room, I'm sure that will keep her entertained while I get dressed. Enid... what happened back there-"

"Is none of my business unless you want to talk about it, if you don't then you don't need to say a thing." Enid finish for the shorter witch while she opened her bag for Thing to hop into.

"Oh! also while your up in our room, could you grab my orange jumper and pink denim jacket, I don't think a t-shirt and leggings will be enough for this weather. Oh and my wand! its hanging on the post of my bed." Enid asked sweetly.

Wednesday left out a sigh of relief and nodded at the blondes request. And after confirming where those articles of clothing were placed on her side of the room, and telling her she should never leave without her wand, Wednesday left without another word and set out for the room of requirement.

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After a ten minute walk and several staircases climbed, Enid and Thing arrived into a wide room full of glass display cases full of many trophies of different sizes, some of which looked to be hundreds of years old. "Jeez Thing, how many awards has Hogwarts won? There's gotta be a thousand trophy's in here!"

"3000, 400 and 62 in fact. Got bored one night and counted them all, they even got a trophy for gnome hurdling," The hand signed up at the still amazed girl.

"Wait?.. gnome hurdling? Who would chuck a gnome about?" Enid asked, but before Thing could reply, Enid's attention was stolen by the biggest set of armor she had ever seen.

"JESUS! what the hell would wear this thing!" Enid exclaimed. Thing crawled up the girls arm and rested on her shoulder.

"Trolls, monstrous things trolls are, had a few close calls in the past with them in the forbidden forest, but Wednesday always manages to escape," Thing signed.

"Ok honestly, WHO would want a troll in a suit of armor? you'd have to be a crazy person to want a troll of all things to.....'close calls'?" Enid whispered darkly as she turned to face the hand perched on her shoulder.

"Thing... what. do. you. mean. by....'close calls'" The girl growled.

The severed hand froze at the wolfs death glare and fangs that were slowly protruding from her scowl. "In my defense, I always try and tell her it's not wise to sneak into a trolls den but she's always so-" But Things explanation was cut short as a clawed hand grab his stump and brought him inches from the enraged girls face.

"Not wise!? not wise! Of course it's 'not wise' to sneak into a trolls den Thing! What I want to know is why you didn't try harder to stop her! your her uncle or grandfather or....WHAT EVER! the point is!-" Enid stopped her rant when she caught a faint, but familiar scent in the air. For a moment she became excited because she could catch the smell of elderberry.

But then her excitement turned to disappoint at the lack of the sent of ink and parchment paper. Then fear began to grow in her chest when she realized what was happening. "Thing! Thing wizards are coming this way! What do I do!?" Enid whispered in a panic and brought the hand down and hugged him to her chest.

"Enid it's alright, it's alright just calm down! its probably just professor Weems heading to her office. Wednesday told me your afraid of wizard-kind and I know they might frighten you, but none of the teachers are going to try and hurt you!" Thing signed up at the frightened girl just before they heard a distance, angry voice from down the stairs before the entrance.

"Honestly professor Weems! have you lost your mind! A truewolf attending Hogwarts AND a werewolf!? Next you'll be letting vampires and goblins attend! And letting miss Addams back when her animagus form is such a dangerous animal is LUDICROUS!" The voice of professor Thornhill complained.

"Except her! hide Enid!" Thing frantically signed to the terrified girl.

Enid started to panic even harder, the entire room was full of clear display cases and giant trophies. Maybe she could crawl into one of them she thought before feeling Thing poking her in the chest then pointing to the giant suit of armor In-front of them.

"Good thinking!" She whispered as she wrenched open one of the shin guards and climbed inside, shutting it close just as professor Weems and professor Thornhill walked into the room.

"Miss Thornhill, I must insist you drop this conversation. Miss Sinclair and Miss Addams have just as much of a right to attend this school as any other child has, just because they have the ability to transform into animals do not make them anymore of a threat then you or I. As for your issue with professor Fitts, don't you recall how the faculty reacted when I hired you?" Professor Weems asked.

There was a long silence, and just as Enid settled herself a little more comfortably in the giant suit of armor, she heard a whoosh and fluttering of wings outside.

"Ah, Valerie! How nice of you to join us. I must say, I'm always a little jealous of your animagus form. Rather useful for getting around the castle," professor Weems complemented. Enid felt her wolf growl lowly in her chest and she herself held back one of her own.

"Ah.. um thank you professor, I just spotted you two and heard your conversation and I just felt the need to repeat my psycho analysis on Wednesday for you professor Thornhill. Wednesday isn't dangerous. yes, she has mild Bipolar tendencies but she's just alitt-"

"Oh be quiet miss Kinbott! the adults are speaking! and I don't want to hear anymore of your 'Wednesdays this' and 'Wednesdays that'. She is a threat and a menace!" Professor Thornhill exclaimed.

Enid slapped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from shouting out that the shorter witch wasn't a menace. There was another long silence that followed, and at one point Enid could have sworn she heard professor Kinbott muttering that she was adult to before professor Weems spoke again.

"Miss Kinbott. While I appreciate your defense of my godchild, I would like to speak with professor Thornhill in private for the time being, if you would be so kind,"

"Oh... yes, yes professor, of course." Kinbott said somewhat sadly. Enid then heard a ruffle of wings and the swoosh of flight, then it returned to silence, a very tense silence.

"Its because she suspects you isn't it, it's because she suspects you are not who you say you are." Professor Weems said lightly. Enid's ears perked up at the statement.

"Professor... she cannot find out, no one can ever find out!" Professor Thornhill said with a hint of panic. "If anyone were to find out... I'd be dead within a week." Enid held in a gasp. 'so Wednesday was right! she isn't who she says she is, and if anyone were to find out she'd be killed! No wonder she hates Wednesday!'.

"Thornhill, the day you came to this castle, I promised you safety and I will not go back on that promise. But Wednesday means the world to me, and that little wolf is going to mean the world to her, neither of them are to be turned away. She will not find out, no one will find out, we have been as careful as humanly possible." Professor Weems said kindly.

Enid's mind was ablaze with what the witch had said, 'Thornhill came to Weems for protection? Wednesday means the world to her... I'M GOING TO MEAN THE WORLD TO WEDNESDAY!' Enid took a deep breath to calm herself down just before she heard large combat boots marching up the stairs.

"We'll talk later Thornhill." Professor Weems whispered just as the calming scent of ink and parchment paper filled the room.

"Professor Weems, professor Thornhill? What an unpleasant surprise to run into you two this early in the morning. And to think, I was starting to think I was going to have an 'annoyance free' day." Wednesday said sarcastically.

"Oh Wednesday! And what are you doing here? This section of the school is actually a section students AREN'T forbidden to enter." Thornhill shot back with a happy, but frustrated tone. Enid could practically feel the smirk the dark witch was most definitely wearing.

"Professor Thornhill? why don't you go and check on how professor Fitts is settling in," Weems asked sweetly.

There was a pause before Enid heard the sounds of clicking heel that somehow sounded bitter faded away down the stairs. "Any plans for the day? where might miss Sinclair be? haven't lost her have you?" Weems teased.

"I haven't lost mi hermoso lobo Weems! I simply needed to get dressed for the day so I sent her here. She should arrive at any moment. So run along so I can wait without your presence, I don't need your teasing remarks when she appears." Wednesday said as her voice grew closer to Enid's hiding place, and just as she finished her request, Enid felt something bump up against the metal of the armor.

"Oh is that right? you gave her directions I'm assuming. Hogwarts is a big place Wednesday." Weems said coyly. Enid looked down towards Thing that was still in her hands.

"Wednesday thinks nobody knows I'm here, she thinks me as a spy but, I ran into Weems the first night I arrived."

"Shes a truewolf, Weems. She knows my scent and is an incredible tracker. She will be able to track me down without barely even trying. I also ran the sleeve of my sweater all along the walls of the castle as I made my way over here. See". There was a rubbing sound of metal right next to Enid ear which was followed by more silence.

"Very well Wednesday. I'll leave you to wait for your 'hermoso lobo' in peace. Give Enid my best when she arrives. oh! And before I forget,"

Enid heard a jiggle of metal and the sound of Wednesday catching something. "Its the keys to her vault in Gringotts, her parents gave them to me to give to her, but since you want some privacy with her, I won't infringe on it so do give them to her for me will you?" The sound of a cloak swishing and the quite footsteps retreating signaled to the wolf that the head headmistress had taken her leave.

"By god Mi lobo! that woman gets on my nerves almost as bad as Peeves, I swear!" Wednesday complained as she heard the sound of the witch turning and attempted to open the shin guard, surprising the wolf and severed hand.

"You knew we were in here? how did you know?" Wednesday didn't answer as she was too preoccupied, struggling with the weight of the armor.

"I..SAW..AGH!" Enid heard the girl on the other side of the metal panting. "Enid... could you push the flap open please. I'm.. I'm not as strong as you." The girl admitted in defeat.

The wolf easily push up the flap and squinted at the sudden light. When her eyes readjusted, she took in the witch's appearance. She was wearing her black and white sweater and a jet black army jacket and her high platformed, combat boots. She was also holding the blondes pink denim jacket, orange jumper and wore her wand around her neck. The sight of her own wand draped on the witch made her blush.

Wednesday reached out her hand and help the girl out of the giant suit of armor. "There were multiple clues I spotted when I entered the room, the main one being that," Wednesday point at the bottom of the the shin guards flap to show Enid the finger dents that she had made in her panic.

"Oh shit! am I going to get in trouble for that!" Enid whined worriedly.

"Not to worry Enid, I'll fix it." Wednesday took out wand and twirled it muttering 'reparo' and the finger dents popped back into place.

"Not only that, but for some reason your sent is surprisingly potent, I was able to confirm my suspicions when i leaned up against the armor," The witch added as she held open Enids pink jacket for her to feed her arms into the sleeves.

Enid smiled sweetly as she accepted the offer. "Also giving the fact Thing knows the castle like the back of his... back?" The blonde girl giggle at Wednesdays genuine confusion. Wednesday smirked at the sound and what it did to her heart before gaining her composer again.

"He would have pointed out the fastest route so you two would have arrived well before me, and when I say this Enid, please do not be offended," Wednesday said gently.

"When I heard the voices of the professors, I knew you would probably hide yourself." Enid looked down slightly in disappointment, but once again a slender finger tilted her chin back up to look into those dark brown eyes that made her wolf howl. "Don't Enid, you have nothing to be insecure about," She assured the wolf.

"Now then espléndida, shall we?" Once again, the dark witch offered her elbow to the wolf who instinctively latched herself to it and both made their way towards a spiral staircase made of deep red mahogany. "So what's it like? Diagon Alley, is it big or?" Enid asked.

"Its fairly large, it's mostly shops that sell most of the things you will need for your studies, but there are a variety of things that can be found there. The leaky cauldron is one of my preferred establishments. You never know who you could encounter there," Wednesday said as they stopped In-front of a wooden door. As they did Thing crawled out of Enids shoulder bag and perched himself on the colorful blondes shoulder.

"Also Dandelions and grim grinning have the best nail paints a girl could ask for!" He signed as he pointedly ignored Wednesday glare.

Enid gasped excitedly at the aspect but started to frown at the hand, She then tightened her hold slightly on the short girls arm abruptly. "Enid? Enid are you ok? He doesn't still scare you surely mi hermoso lobo," Wednesday asked slightly worried but as soon as she finished her question, Enid slowly turned her head and looked down at the shorter witch, her eyes full of fire.

"Wednesday... what the HELL were you thinking sneaking into a trolls den!" Wednesday looked to Thing with hatred as he dropped to the floor and scampered out of the room in a hurry.

"Traitor!"

Notes:

Rest in peace Michael Gambon.

Chapter 11: Scopaesthesia

"Just because you can run at 15 miles an hour doesn't mean it's safe Wednesday!" Enid scolded as they walked out of the blazing green fire and arrived in a old pub.

"I needed to Mi lobo! I needed to know how much energy a troll can exert before running out of breath! I promise you, I always take extreme precautions when it comes to dangerous situations!" Wednesday pleaded while squeezing the wolfs arm.

Enid rolled her eyes and sighed, "And did you?" Wednesday paused at the question and avoided the wolfs eyes.

"...No, I was too busy dodging his club."

Enid brought her hand to her eyebrows and massage them while muttering 'oh my god'.

While the pub they entered wasn't decrepit by any means, it was dimly lit and had a smokey air to it. There were very few patriots and all of them looked to Enid to be at least a hundred years old, Except for the bartender who looked to be in his sixty's.

As two walked to the entrance, all the old witches and wizards stopped their chattering and stared at the odd couple, or more so, stared at Enid and her scared cheek.

The blonde girl tightened her hold of the shorter witches arm. "Don't worry Mi lobo, they won't try anything, not while You're with me. They know better," Wednesday whispered softly.

"OU! YOU! YOUR STILL BARD! GET OUT OF IT!" The bartender shouted, pointing at Wednesday.

Enid jump at the sudden sound, clutching Wednesday arm so tightly it was cutting off her blood circulation. "CALM DOWN YOU OLD SOD! were leaving! Wouldn't want to be caught in such a filthy, disease ridden place anyway. Come along bonito chica, these sorry excuses for wizard-kind don't deserve to be in your presence."

Enid looked down in embarrassment at the girls words. "Disease ridden!? ha! that's a laugh coming from some little twat who's Mrs is a werewolf!" An old hag spat at the Pair in disgust.

Wednesday whirled around, brandishing her wand. "Cover your ears Enid, close your eyes too." The girl said darkly, but the wolf gently turned the dark witch's face to look at her.

"let's just go ok, I'm used to it Wednesday, I promise." Enid said sadly.

Wednesday froze at the look of sadness in the blondes eyes. "Of course mon cœur, what ever you want," Wednesday almost whispered, she then turned back to the crowd.

"This isn't over you group of swine! and you!-" Wednesday pointed her wand at the old hag. "I'd suggest keeping an eye on your drinks until the day you do the world a favor and parish, wouldn't want to die painfully would you?" She threatened as she guided the blonde girl through the door and on to the open busy street.

Wednesday took a deep breath to calm her anger and placed her hand on Enid's, rubbing her skin with her thumb. "My god! some people are just..just!" Wednesdays dark thoughts were swept away by the lack of Enid's touch, she turned to see the wolf rooting through her shoulder bag frantically. She then took out a pink face mask and hurriedly placed it over her mouth, blocking her scars from view.

Wednesday gasped at the action. "No preciosa! No Enid, don't hide something-"

"Their not 'beautiful' Wednesday! their a hindrance!" Enid sadly yelled. The dark witch was silent as Enid adjust the mask to cover the gashes as much as possible.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, but their not okay just," Enid looked to Wednesday with a defeated look. "My Mam gives me shit for wearing this, so please... just please don't try and convince me not to. I don't want to spend the day scaring parents and having them shield their kids from me."

Wednesdays heart was on the verge of ripping it's self apart in torment at the sight of the wolfs plight. The short witch took the others wrists and looked into her blue eyes that were glassy with tears, she then took the left side of the mask and pulled it up a bit further to cover the scars that enamored her more efficiently.

"If that is what you want Enid, then when ever you want to wear it, do without hesitation. But do not mistaken this for how I view them, you will never be able to convince me other wise" She said softly, tucking her enchanted hair behind her ear. Although Wednesday couldn't see it, Enid's cheeks rising told her she was smiling softly.

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As they made their way through the street, weaving their way past wizard-kind families and venues, Wednesday started to explain what certain shops the blonde were pointing out and the things they sold.

"Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment, that's where we'll get your cauldrons and brass scales. Flourish and Blotts is where we'll get your books and what not. Now when it comes to animals for transfiguration, we can go to Eeylops Owl Emporium or Magical Menagerie, but if you want, we can look at some of the street vendors." Wednesday suggested as they passed by several carts that housed various animals for sale.

"Hmm, there's a uniform you have to wear at Hogwarts right? where do I go to get that?" Enid asked.

"Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, its just up ahead. But I suggest we stop into Gringotts first. I have an inkling your a very hard person to pay for." Wednesday lightly teased.

Enid smiled and leaned into the shorter witch, "Your not spending a penny on me. You've been so polite and nice to me from the second we met, I should be the one treating you!" Enid exclaimed as the strolled towards the tall, narrow grey building.

"Best of luck in that endeavor bonito lobo. I'll have you know I am as stubborn as a hippogriff and us Addams have enough money to last us generations, there will be no treating me today." Wednesday said as she opened one of the doors for Enid.

The two of them walked passed the many goblins sitting at desks the were raised high, all scribbling and scratching on parchment with quills and weighing various coins of different shapes and sizes.

They stopped In-front of the main reception and looked up to see a stern looking goblin with a long pointed nose and razor sharp teeth. "Ahhh, Wednesday Addams. Its lovely to see you using the front desk for once, instead of trying to break in to your own vault." He said sternly, looking down at the two of them.

Enid turned to look at Wednesday with a raised eyebrow. "Merlin's beard Gregory, are you going to bring that up every-time I visit! I was seven years old, leave it be!" The dark witch spat as she fished out Enid's key.

"Enid Sinclair would like to visit her vault, here is her key." She said as she held up a ring of a dozen small gold and one pink key. "Or...'keys' now that I think of it Enid, just how many vaults are in your name?" Wednesday asked with curiosity.

Enid stifled a laugh and gently took the ring of keys off Wednesday and selected the biggest key and held it out to the goblin. "The Sinclair pack vault please." She asked politely.

Gregory eyed her and her mask suspiciously. "Name?" He flatly asked.

"Oh, umm, Enid Sinclair, Wednesday just?" she said, slightly taking aback from the look the goblin was giving her.

"Tell me miss 'Sinclair' why are you wearing a mask? their prohibited in Gringotts. I am going to have to request you remove it." The goblin stated firmly as he interlocked his long, sharp fingers.

Enid looked straight down to Wednesday who looked utterly furious. "She doesn't want to Gregory, and if she doesn't want to do something then she wont needed to." Wednesday warned the goblin who merely stared at them unblinking.

"She will not step on a single cart unless she removes her mask! this is a bank miss Addams, can you not understand why I would-"

"Then I guess the Addams family is transferring our gold to another wizarding bank. I've hear the one in Switzerland father keeps the family relics in is decent, I'm sure THEY would just love for us to give them our full patronize." Wednesday threatened casual as they stared each other down, silently challenging the other to surrender.

"Wed.. Wednesday it's fine! I'll take off the mask, it's ok," Enid said quietly as she hooked a finger under one of the straps but was stopped by the shorter witch.

"Do you want to take the mask off Enid?" She asked.

The wolf paused for a moment then shook her head slightly. "Then you won't. Gregory, you have five seconds to make up your mind. Either you get someone to take us down to the Sinclair family vault, or Gringotts losses one of its richest accounts. 27 vaults is a lot to lose in one afternoon is it not?"

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After a long, fast spinning ride on the goblin driven cart, and Enid yelling out in excellent that it was like a 'rollercoster', they arrived In-front of a large iron vault door. "Vault 683, lamp please." the small goblin ask after he had hoped off of the cart and held out a hand for Enid to hand it to him.

"Oh! sure, here you go," She hand him a large glass lantern and she and Wednesday climbed on to the stone pathway.

"Been some time since a Sinclair has been here, it's a bit bizarre since they send monthly deposits," The goblin said in a good natured way.

"Mam told me 20 percent of the family revenue has been going here for a long time," Enid told him as she handed him the set of gold keys.

He inserted the largest one into a keyhole that was near the base of the door and told them to stand back. As they did, the large door opened to reveal a long pathway with thousands of locked drawers with strips of paper displaying various names.

As Enid and Wednesday walk down the vault, Wednesday looked around with interest. "Enid? why does your families vault look like an over-sized evidence locker?"

Enid looked closely to one specific drawer. "Everything the pack makes is evenly distributed throughout each member, look, even my little cousin Nina has one and she's only nine,"

Wednesday looked impressed with the wolf packs system when she heard Enid voice from down the hall. "Here it is!" She said aloud as she picked a pink colored key from the countless others and unlock the metal safe, pulling it open to revealed two rows of gold and brown coins.

"Quite a few gallons you have Enid, how far back does it go?" Wednesday asked. The wolf shrugged and started to walk backwards holding the handle until her back hit the opposite wall.

Wednesday raised her eyebrows, "Your family is very generous Mi lobo, there must be at least four thousand gallons here."

"How much is a gallon worth?" Enid asked. Wednesday looked to her, surprised at the wolfs lack of knowledge when it came to wizard-kinds currency.

"About 5 British pounds give or take." Enid mouth drop as she let go of the handle, the safe slid all the way back in place with a loud bang

"WHAT!" Enid yelled.

>

After Wednesday had filled Enid's money bag with gallons and knuts, both rows replacing the coins the dark witch removed which implied Enid had a lot more money then the drawer suggested, which almost made the wolf faint. The pair left the wizarding bank after Wednesday gave the goblin at the main desk an antagonizing wave and climbed down the front steps of the building.

"So where should we head first? Also this list is pretty long, how are we going to carry all this stuff?" Enid asked while looking at a long piece of paper the small witch had handed her.

"Not to worry, we can have them delivered to the castle. We should probably head to Flourish and Blotts to buy your books first, then I suggest getting your measurements for your school robes-" Wednesday said just before a stranger bumped into the blonde wolf slightly.

"AH! oh! I'm sorry sir are you ok?" Enid asked worriedly as Wednesday rushed to check if the girl was uninjured, then turned to the man with a murderous rage. "Watch were your walking you idiot!" Wednesday snarled as she checked Enid for any injuries.

The man Enid bumped into stood with his back to the two young girls in the middle of the busy crowd. He was wearing a long black coat and wore his hood over his head, he stood deadly still and held a larger dark green duffel bag.

"Hey! she asked you a question! a response is warranted!" Wednesday spat at the mysterious person. The man made no indication of replying, but Wednesday noticed his pale, thin hand clenching the bags handles had tightened.

"Oye! you girls alright?" A deep, rough voice asked them from behind. A large bearded man with long brown hair walked past them and stood In-front of the hooded man, looking down at him with a stoic expression.

"Sorry bout him, he can be a bit of a prick," The tall man said as he continued to stare the man In-front of him down, the hooded man turned his head slightly to look behind himself.

Enid saw what looked to be black sunglasses and a bandanna on the man's face before he turned back to the giant man. He swung the bag over his shoulder, the sound of clanking metal coming from within it before he shouldered the man aside and disappeared into the crowd.

"HEY! YOU HIJO DE PUTA! YOU HAVEN'T APOLOGIZED!" Wednesday roared after the stranger before the tall man looked Enid in the eye.

"Tell yer friend to quit while she's ahead little pup, that ones pretty unpredictable." He rumbled as he turned towards the crowd, disappearing as well.

"Wednesday come on! please? I really didn't like you look of those guys! common! please!" Enid pleaded as she held on to the dark witch who struggling to get free to follow after the hooded man.

"Enid! he dared touch you without your consent and he just gets to walks away with all his limbs still working!? unhand me mi corazón, I must restore order to the universe." The dark witch growled.

"Oh stop being so dramatic! he barely brush past me, now come on! let's go to the book shop ok! you like books right." Enid reasoned as she rubbed the shorter girls back to calm her down, leading her in the opposite direction of the two strange men.

>

Two hours had passed and Enid was exhausted. Usually the wolf loved shopping but usually she would do her shopping in the muggle shopping center, were there would be little to no members of wizardskind, but this time, there wasn't a single muggle in sight. Everywhere she looked there were witch's and wizards shopping, eating, talking to each other and shouting out to sell their wares.

After the pair had ordered Enid's books and potions ingredients, had her measurements taken by a very intimidated tailor after Enid had to physically prevent Wednesday from sewing their fingers together after she had accidentally pinched the wolfs skin, they had decided to take a break.

"Come Enid, you must be absolutely famished after today. Let's visit the leaky cauldron for some food." Wednesday suggested as she stood from her sitting place at the stone fountain Enid had spotted.

"Are you not going to make a wish?" Enid said as she flicked a Knut into the water wishing for 'a nice, quite and peaceful time with Wednesday at Hogwarts'.

The short witch rubbed the spot on her arm the wolf had squeezed countless times during the day, although it had started to hurt an hour ago, she was hard-pressed to muscle through the pain for Enid's sake. "Huh, no mi corazón I wish for nothing. I have everything I need-" she suppressed the itch to add 'as long as I have you' She grimmest at the thought.

As they walked towards the pub, a loud crash rang through the alley and multiple people started to scatter as an older witch came running towards the pair.

"GRAB HIM! GRAB HIM GIRLS!" she shouted towards the two.

"Grab him? has that old bat gone mad? there's no one thHHAAAA!" Wednesday yelled as she let go of Enid's arm and started to frantically pat down her jacket and jumper, reaching down her neck collar to grab something. "Wednesday!? Wednesday what's wrong!? what's happening!" Enid panicked trying to help the witch but couldn't get a hold of.

"THERE'S A CREATURE ATTACKING MY PERSONAL SPACE!" Wednesday yelled just as a little, fluffy white head popped out of the end of Wednesdays coat sleeve.

"... awww! Wednesday it's just a ferret, just calm down ok, I'll grab it for you," Enid giggled as she attempted to gently grab the ferret, but before she could, it snaked its way back up the sleeve.

"AWAY FROM ME! VERMIN! Enid! Merlin's beard help me!" Wednesday exclaimed as she threw off her coat.

"Hahaha! alright! just hold still! I can't grab it if your jumping around like a maniac now can I?" Enid teased as Wednesday took a deep breath and held still.

Enid carefully reach down the shorter witch's collar, grabbed the furry ferret and hoisted it up out into the air. The ferret stared at the wolf casually and yawned.

"Oh dear! I'm sorry girls. Little bugger slipped past me as I went to put the bins out! always causing trouble that little one is I tell ya!" the older witch explained as she caught her breath.

"Mrs Hawkins! that was highly unprofessional of you! You should always keep a close eye on your animals, especially when it comes to the ones who sneak out to cause chaos!" Wednesday stated as she picked up her coat from the ground, looking extremely angry.

"Sorry miss Addams. Snips always finds a way to break out of his cage, adventures soul he has," Mrs Hawkins said as Enid began to play with the white ferret that had climbed up onto her shoulder and started to play with her blonde blue/red enchanted hair.

"Hehe, he's so cute! Who owns him?" She asked as she picked up the ferret again and scratched him under his chin.

"No one, been trying to sell him but people get put off by his 'behavior' " The old witch said sadly.

Wednesday shook her head disapprovingly as she put back on her black jacket. "No wonder! who in their right mind would want an animal that-"

"I'll take him!" Enid said quickly as the ferret crawled into the inside pocket of her pink denim jacket, curling into himself and making himself comfortable.

The dark witch shot the wolf a look of disbelief, "Mi hermoso lobo! please be reasonable! that pequeño demonio attacked me! why would you want to bring that thing into our room!" Wednesday exclaimed.

"Because he has good taste," Enid whispered while scratching of the top of the ferrets head and blushed slightly. "How much?" The wolf asked.

"Well... since he's given you and your misses so much trouble. Ill give him to ya for six gallons."

Enid already red face erupted at Mrs Hawkins comments and quickly payed the coins, thanked the witch and grabbed Wednesday by the arm and dragged her towards the pub the dark witch had been guiding her towards before.

>

After Wednesday had tapped on a stone cobbled wall and revealed a secret entrance, Enid noted how different the atmosphere was from the previous pub they had arrived in, one difference was that it was a lot more full and that the patriots took one glance at the pair and looked away to continue their own conversations and drinks.

"I can see why you prefer this place. why didn't we arrive here?" Enid asked as she felt Snips stirring slightly in her jacket pocket. Wednesday frowned at the memory of the angry customers of the first pub they entered.

"That was a lapse in judgment on my part Enid, when ever I come to Diagon Alley, I always arrive at that pub to annoy the bartender." Wednesday apologized as they stood at the bar and waited to be served.

"I didn't take into account there reaction to you. Honestly Enid, don't take anything they said to heart," The shorter witch told her as a young woman walked up to them behind the bar. "Miss Addams, and what can do for you today. Your not looking for trouble again are you?"

"Trouble finds me Miss Hanuman, and that man had it coming! Trying to sell me fake dragon claws thinking I wouldn't know the difference." Wednesday ranted.

Miss Hanuman raised an eyebrow at the short witch's accidental confession. "You were trying to buy dragon claws under the table? you know that's illegal right?"

Wednesdays eyes widened at the realization of what she said and cleared her throat, "I have no idea what you mean, it's perfectly legal, now we will be in my corner and I would appreciate it if someone would come and take our orders as soon as possible." Wednesday stated and leaded Enid to a dimly lit corner of the pub where a small round table and three chairs were placed.

"You were buying dragon claws? illegally?" Enid asked she sat down on the chair Wednesday had pulled out for her. The dark witch's sighed at the question as she took a seat of her own.

"Their extremely hard to come by! I couldn't pass up on the opportunity to acquire them. I should have known it was to good to be true. And I didn't cause that much trouble, I just pinned his sleeve to the table with a knife." The dark witch said offhandedly which at this point, didn't surprise Enid at all.

"Soooo, you come here often?" Enid asked, but then cringed at what she had just said as she picked Snips out of her inner pocket of her jacket. Wednesday hummed in reply as she fished out a small, thick leather notebook. "It's an well maintained establishment with acceptable service. I try to visit at least once a month, while it is prohibited to leave the school during the semester besides the holidays and visiting Hogsmead, professor Weems makes an acceptance when it comes to me. While she is an annoyance, being Weems godchild does have its benefits from time to time."

Enids stomach dropped as she remembered professor Weems and Thornhills conversation. 'how would she take it? that not only does professor Weems knows Thornhill isn't who she says she is but she is the one protecting her'.

Enid cleared her throat as she scratched the white ferrets belly, "Umm, Wednesday?... I need to tell you something that-"

"OH! Wednesday! it's good um, it's good to see you again!" The voice of a young girl interrupted Enid's words.

A short girl with light brown hair who couldn't have been older then 13, stood before Enid and Wednesdays table, she wore a white stained apron and held a small notepad and quill. "Ah miss Grant, your working here as a waitress? I heard your now living with your uncle in Cambridge. I hope he's treating you well," Wednesday said lightly as she placed her notebook face down on the table.

The girl nodded her head enthusiastically. "Oh yes! Yeah he's brilliant! When he heard about what was happening, he took me in straight away, he has full custody of me now! honestly i couldn't be happier." The young girl beamed at the dark witch who nodded firmly.

"I'm sorry, but if you don't mind me asking, what happened?" Enid asked.

"Well... last year during a defense against the dark arts class, we were learning about Bogarts and when I told the professor I didn't want to show the class my biggest fear, he said I'd lose Hufflepuff 15 points. Last year we really wanted to win the house cup so I stood In-front of the cabinet and well... my dad came out," The young girl admitted, Enid gasped.

"Oh no, that's horrible!" Enid said sadly. Miss Grant nodded but then a blush came to her cheeks as she smiled at Wednesday.

"But then Wednesday skipped the whole line and stood In-front of me, my dad disappeared and was replaced by a copy of herself. She then cast the spell we were being taught and her braids wrapped around her mouth, then she sent it back into the cabinet!" The girl practically beamed at the dark witch who waved her away.

"It was nothing miss Grant, honestly it's surprising no one else moved to help you." Wednesday stated.

"Its not 'nothing' Wednesday, you pretty much saved her in the long run! is she always this nonchalant about these kind of things she does?" Enid asked the girl, pride filling her chest at the other girls heroics.

The young witch nodded, "Yeah! I heard she once spent a whole night searching the castle for a first years teddy bear a couple of Slytherin's stole from her when they found out she couldn't sleep without it-"

"Miss Grant, we would like to order now if you DON'T mind." Wednesday asked briskly.

After the young witch had taken their orders of coffee and a large portion of stake, the young girl wrote down the order and before she left, Wednesday stopped the witch and handed her a large pouch of gallons.

"Mr Maxwell's tip, he will hand you a few pieces of parchment. Bring it back with you with our order." Wednesday told the girl who blushed when their fingers brushed against each other and quickly left.

Enid held back a scowl. "I think miss Grant has a little crush on you Wednesday, to be fare, who could blame her after what you did, honestly, you change her life!" Enid gushed.

"Oh please mon cœur, I merely skipped a line and reported what happened to professor Weems. Nothing to write home about," Wednesday dismissed as she picked back up her notebook before remembering what Enid was saying before she was interrupted. "What were you going to tell me Enid? Before miss Grant arrived?"

Enid paused at the question. "Well, I have to tell you something... something you might find upsetting," The wolf said hesitantly. Wednesday looked to Enid with a hint of concern, "Wednesday...you were right about professor Thornhill, she isn't who she says she is." Enid stated.

Wednesday banged her fist on the table in victory, "I knew it! I knew she was an imposter! you listened to her while you were hidden in the troll armor didn't you!" She questioned almost frantic at the opportunity to gather vital evidence for her investigation, Enid nodded sadly.

"Ohhh mon cœur, was she muttering to herself, before Weems showed up? was she writing a howler? Oooo was she speaking with professor Fitts? while I support the effort for werewolf's rights, it doesn't change the fact a lot of werewolf's tended to turn to the darkside-"

"She was speaking with professor Weems!" Enid rushed out.

Wednesday stopped her questioning at the wolfs words.

"Wednesday, professor Weems doesn't only know Thornhill isn't who she says she is... she's helping her keep it a secret." She almost whispered to the dark witch. There was a long silence as Wednesday looked to Enid with a blank emotionless look on her face before she linked her fingers, resting her elbows on the table and glanced down at her notebook.

"Wednesday?" Enid said with a crack in her voice. 'oh god why did I tell her! now she thinks her own godmother is betraying her!'

"She... i've told her countless times I suspected Thornhill was hiding something but she's always brushed it aside... but it turns out, she's been helping her," She muttered quietly. Enid stood from her seat and went to the witch's side and hugged her softly, feeling tears starting to form in her eyes.

"... intriguing." Wednesday said with a fraction of joy in her voice. "Very intriguing indeed, so professor Weems not only knows, but is assisting in this facade of professor Thornhill or whom ever she is?"

Enid leaned away from the dark witch in surprise, "Your not mad... your not going to cry at the thought of Weems betraying you?"

Wednesday scoffed at the question, "Of course not Enid, I haven't cried since Nero was murdered, as for Weems betrayal?" Wednesday subconsciously leaned further into the wolfs warmth. "Ever since I was born, Weems has tried to one-up every gift she has given me for my birthday. Unbeknownst to her, she has just given me the greatest gift of all, and she isn't even aware she has. She's given me another investigation."

After Enid had very reluctantly returned to her side of the table, Wednesday told her to tell her everything she heard. "And then she said you meant the world to her, and-" The wolf blushed slightly at the memory of Weems saying 'and the wolf will mean the world to her'.

"That's it, so if your ever think she doesn't care about you, just remember she's willing to put Thornhills secret at risk because she is loves you." Enid added sweetly as she pulled Snips around the table while he bit down on the sleeve of her orange jumper.

"Oh I never once doubted Weems loyalty to me. While it's hard to admit, professor Weems is one of the greatest witches of her generation and a loyal one at that. We all have our secrets espléndida, that doesn't make us untrustworthy people because of it and professor Weems is no exception but, this mystery Enid. 'if anyone finds out, I'll be dead in a week' oh mi bonito chica mmmmhhhh," Wednesday moaned as she closed her eyes and leaned her chin against her interlocked fingers.

Enid froze and blushed harshly at the noise the small witch made, she then turned to see an also frozen and blushing young witch who was holding a tray of their food, when the young witch glanced down at their feet under the table, Enid coughed loudly to alert the still in traced Wednesday.

"Wednesday! foods here!" The wolf squealed awkwardly. Wednesday fluttered opened her eyes and spotted the frozen girl.

"Ah, thank you miss Grant, here, buy something nice for yourself." Wednesday said as she accepted the three pieces of parchment and food from the Young girl and handed her four gold gallons. The girl thanked the dark witch and mouthed a silent 'sorry' to the wolf and quickly left without another word.

As Enid removed her mask and tore into her stake, Wednesday watched silently, fixated on the wolfs fangs ripping through the meat and swallowing the meal in large gulps. "What's in the notebook?" Enid asked after finishing a mouthful of her food. Wednesday dragged her attention back to the blonde girls words.

"Hmm, oh it's my journal, I write down all my thoughts and theory's about my investigations. People I've met, things that have happened to me I find worthy of a page. Those types of things," Wednesday explained.

Enid's ears perked up, "People you've met?... have you wrote about me?" She asked innocently as she scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes into her mouth.

"No." Wednesday sighed as she held her wand like a quill and started to scribble on a blank page. Enid paused her chewing at the harsh pang of pain in her chest at the dark witch's words. 'I'm not worthy of a page? but I thought, but mam said we were going to become-' Enid couldn't even finish that thought as her wolf whine in agony.

"I was GOING to, but a certain 'someone' insisted on joining her on her post-dinner run through the forest as a jaguar." Wednesday teased as she stopped her writing and playfully glared at the wolf across from her. The blonde girl beamed in relief.

"Oh come on you enjoyed it! are you going to join me tonight as well?" Enid asked hopefully. The dark witch returned her attention to her writing. "...maybe, IF I get my writing done." The dark witch clarified as Enid bounced happily at the aspect of a repeat of last night's escapades.

After Enid had finished her meal and Wednesday had her fill of watching the wolf ripping meat apart with her canine's, they collected their things and made their way towards the unlit fireplace.

"Miss Hanuman, I'm using your fireplace to get back to Hogwarts" Wednesday stated as she guided Enid, but just as the dark witch started to defend herself when the subject of dragon claws came back up, Enid felt the familiar feeling of being watched. The same exact feeling she got when she and her father practiced staking prey.

"Enid? are you alright Mi lobo, you look troubled," Wednesday said. The blonde girl shook her head to clear it.

"No, I'm fine. You wanna go? I want to touch up my nails, their starting to chip a bit." Enid said as she check them, the feeling of being watched never leaving.

As they stepped into the fireplace and Wednesday reaching into her coat for her floo powered, Enid looked out the window on the opposite side of the room.

Among the walking witch's and wizards, there stood a lone hooded figure, it was the wizard she had bumped into three hours prior and the wolf noticed his duffel bag was missing. And although his eyes were obscured by his black sunglasses, Enid had the feeling he was looking directly at her before she was engulfed in bright green flames.

Chapter 12: The bloody and brave

Notes:

Warning: this chapter gets alittle dark at certain points. ive tried to tone it down as much as possible but i still feel the need to set a warning.

"Excellent catch bonito lobo, we'll make a chaser of you yet." Wednesday complimented the giant blonde wolf who had returned the school's quaffle in her mouth.

After returning from Diagon ally and eating their dinners in their room, Wednesday suggested a game of catch in one of the fields just outside of the Hogwarts grounds. But so far, Enid thought it was more of a game of fetch then anything else.

"Wednesday! when you said we were going to play 'catch' I thought we would play something like 'tag' in our animal forms!" Enid whined after she transformed.

Wednesdays simply flicked her wand to levitate the large, drool covered brown ball that was dropped infront of her, "But Enid, do you not want to catch the ball?" The dark witch asked simply.

Enid looked at her with an unimpressed expression as she crossed her arms. "I'm not a dog Wednesday!... ok yes I want to catch the ball but-"

"Then go get the ball!" the short witch said as she shot the ball across the field. Enid turned back into her wolf instantly and sprinted madly across the green grass, jumping high and snatching the quaffle in her powerful jaws and trotted back to the small witch who was grinning triumphantly.

"Good Enid, very good. Your abilities see no bounds. Now let's see if you can catch it from-" but Wednesday was interrupted by a large scarred snout pushing her to the ground and a large weight laid against her entire body, pinning her to the floor.

"ENID! ENID GET OFF ME!" Wednesday yelled as she strained to push the giant wolf off her, but Enid merely shifted her weight to make herself more comfortable. The small witch growled in defeat as she realised that escaping was impossible in her human form and started to scratch the top of the wolfs head.

"And I thought I was stubborn," The dark witch mumbled while she slowly closed her eyes as sleep started to take hold. Wednesday julted her head forward in an attempt to stay awake, "Mi hermoso lobo, please for the love of god release me, your body heat is starting to make me fall asleep," Wednesday said as the wolf looked to her with its blood red eyes, huffing slightly but making no attempt to move.

Wednesday sighed and transformed into a large black jaguar and slithered out of the mass of blonde fur, rearing on the wolf who had jumped to her feet and lowered it's head.

'Merlins beard. I look pathetic compared to her, honestly I'm the size of a house cat!' the jaguar growled but her frustration disappeared when the giant wolf nuzzled into her. The black jaguar leaned into the giant wolf before she realized what Enid was doing and jumped back away from her.

'I am not falling for that again!' Wednesday though as the giant wolf whinned at the jaguars action. Wednesday transformed back into her human form and petted the wolfs snout.

"Oh don't be a such big baby, espléndida, I can tell what you are doing. If we are going to 'play a game of tag' then I am not going to make it easy for you." Enid returned to her human form and raised her eyebrows at the smaller girl.

"How about a challenge?" Wednesday asked as she clasped her hands behind her back. "While you have displayed your skills as a hunter and tracker in your wolf form, why don't we find out how good you are as a human. Ill use my jaguar form to travel deep into the north forest and you can attempt to track me, how does that sound?"

Enid pondered the idea, "And what do I get if I find you?" She asked.

Wednesday grinned at the question. "Anything you want Enid, but I'm only giving you fourty minutes before I start to hunt you." She warned before turning back into a jaguar and sprinted towards a forest treeline, leaving a slightly displeased Enid who was watching the black animal disappeare into the dark forest.

"We can find her easily, right?" Enid asked her wolf who whinned at the sight of the woods. "Hey it's fine ok! were in Scotland, not Manchester. I'm sure it looks nothing like that forest, now come on," Enid consoled her wolf as she walked towards the forest.

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It had only been ten minutes before Enid started to slightly panic. while she had been exploring the forest last night in her wolf form at least Wednesday was always close by, but now she was completely alone and she couldn't even turn into her wolf to highten her senses.

"Ok, ok just calm down Enid. Just focus on finding her tracks, that's all you have to do, just find her tracks and get the hell out of here." She said aloud and took a deep breath.

She walked south for a few agonizing minutes before she spotted a big paw print on the forest floor. Enids sagged with relief, 'thank you god!' Enid thought as she started to track the paw prints, and after 10 minutes, a fimiler scent filled her nostrils.

She walked into a small clearing of the forest and spotted the silhouette of Wednesday standing in front of something large hanging from a tall tree.

"WEDNESDAY! oh Wednesday! thank god I found you! Listen, I should have told you earlier, but I'm not that fond of wandering the woods alone at night," Enid said as she hugged the short girl firmly from behind, burying her nose in the witch's dark hair.

Wednesday didn't respond, instead she rose her black wand and uttered 'lumos'. The light that came from the tip of her wand illuminated the large thing that was hanging from the tree. Enid covered her mouth and gasped

"Unicorn." Wednesday muttered as she studied the corpse closely. It was obvious to the short witch that the body was fresh and was most likely killed earlier in the day. It was tide and hung from a branch from it's hind legs and it's throat was cut .

"Just like the others, they must be getting desperate if their hunting this close to the castle." The small witch mused as she pride open one of the dead unicorns eyes. "Others! What do you mean others?" Enid whimpered.

Wednesday pointed her wand closer to the base of the unicorns head. "About eighteen months ago I was wondering the forbidden forest looking for Dugbog tongues when I came across the first body. Just like this one, it was hanging from a tree next to a deserted campsite," Wednesday explained as she gestured to a burnt out campfire for the blonde wolf to notice.

"Ive found three more since then. All the same, all in the same condition, but this one is the freshest one I've encountered." Wednesday said as she felt Enid arms loosened, she turned to see Enid looking down at her with a look of pure horror.

"You are never going into the forbidden forest ever again Wednesday." she said breathlessly.

Wednesday rolled her eyes and looked back to the unicorns corpse, "Notice anything unique about the body bonito lobo? anything about its condition?" Wednesday asked. Enid squeezed the shorter girls torso.

"Wednesday, I want to go back to our room, I don't want to look at it anymore." Enid whispered to the girl but was completely ignored.

Wednesday took out a small dagger and slashed at one of the unicorns legs but no blood seeped out, "It's been completely drained of its blood Enid, it's been completely drained of its blood just like the others. Look here at the base of its neck, it's been slit and notice the dried blood on its chin. Who ever captured this unicorn did this for its blood, not it's horn." Wednesday said as she inspected the jagged base of the creatures horn that was clearly snapped off.

"Had they wanted the horn to sell, they wouldn't have snapped it off, they would have sawed it off. It would sell for a higher price if it was a clean cut. No, who ever did this snapped off the horn at the last second as an after thought. Probably thinking they could make a quick gallon." Wednesday said.

Enid shivered at the image of a person doing something that cruel to such a beautiful creature. "Wednesday please! can we just go back now? I don't want to be around when the person who did this comes back!" Enid pleaded.

The small witch turned to face the wolf fully and placed a hand on the girls shoulder and rubbed it gently. "Not to worry bonito lobo, poachers never camp in the same place twice. Who ever did this is long gone," Wednesday said softly.

But just as she had finished her sentence, Enid dragged Wednesday towards a large, thick tree, slammed her back against its trunk and slid down until the two of them were sitting on the ground while Enid held the dark witch tightly. "I think... I think I can smell someone coming!" Enid whispered in a panic.

A few moments later the sound of multiple footsteps filled the cold air as a deep voice spoke. "For fuck sake you idiots! how many times do I gotta tell ye to get rid of the body when yer done with it!" A man angerly scolded his companions as he stopped Infront of the tree the unicorn was hanging from.

The pair heard the sound of a knife cutting through the rope and the thump of the corpse hitting the ground. Enid grabbed Wednesdays forehead to stopped her from peeking around the side of the tree.

"Merlins beard! if those two found out we've been leaving the bodies behind this whole time! They'd kill us all!" He whispered bitterly as he leaned up against the tree Wednesday and Enid were hidden behind.

"God! you talk about those two like they could take on an army single handedly! One of them is just tall and the others a yank, who cares if they get mad at us. If it wasn't for the money, I would have decked that stupid American! treating us like low life's" a younger sounding man's voice said.

The man who they suspected as the leader of the group scoffed. "You'd be a fool to do that! You don't know about the things that freak has done. You've only just started working with them, I've been working with them for two years! You'd change the tone of voice if you've seen what I've seen," There was a long silence before a young sounding woman spoke up.

"What have you seen McCartney? Like, everytime we deliver the blood you can barely look at ether one of them. How bad are they?" She asked.

The two girls heard the man sigh and slid down the tree just like how Enid had done. "You lot didn't hear this alright? I never told ya this and none of ya go around telling other people the story I'm about to tell ya, alright!?" The man exclaimed. There was another long pause before the man took a deep shaking breath

"Bout half a year ago we were hunting for unicorns just outside of Swansea, the forests round here were drying up so we figured we try over there. Was a bit difficult since we didn't have any women around back then, so we had to catch the younger ones, their less weary around men," He said darkly. Enid suppressed a whimper as Wednesday rubbed her arm.

"So we got enough to hand over to the lads, I send an owl out to them, asking were to make the exchange. Few hour go by, get an owl with a letter to a home address somewhere in Birmingham. So we apparate to the address and it turns out to be a muggle street, the address was a muggles home," The man took another shuddering breath to calm his nerves.

"When I got in the house, the big lad was sitting on the couch watching that flat thing muggles watch, you know the talking box thing and what not. Sitting there like he owned the place. So I put the viles on the table and he chucks me the gallons but I couldn't see the yank so I ask him where he was," he explained.

The man sighed, "Tells me he was in the kitchen dealing with the three muggles that lived there, told me to leave but I was starting to get sick of the guys shit so I decided I was finally going to give that git a piece of my mind ya see. So I head to the kitchen but the big lad stopped me, telling me 'i wouldnt go in there if I was you mate' " the man deepened he's voice to imitate a deep, gruff voice.

Enid looked down to the short witch she held firmly in her arms with pure panic in her eyes. Wednesday signed 'its going to be ok, they will leave soon'. "Did you go into the kitchen Mr McCartney?" The young woman asked.

"Wish I didn't, wish I'd listened to the big lad... wish I didn't see what he was doing to those muggles. There a good reason he never shows you lot his teeth," Mr McCartney warned. After a few seconds of tence silence the young man spoke up once again.

"He's, he's a vampire?" He asked with fear lacing his voice.

"Oh yeah, he's a vampire all right. But he wasn't only drinking the Muggles blood," Enid body stiffened at the man's words.

"He was halfway through the father when I came in. Hardly anything left of the mother and kid... He was eating them." Mr McCartney almost whispered.

Wednesday felt the wolfs head drop suddenly into the crook of her neck and her grip loosening. She turned to see Enid had fainted once again and after checking her pulse, the dark witch focused on the sound of gagging and liquid splashing to the floor. "What did he say when you saw him?" The young woman whimpered.

"Didn't say nothing, freak just looked at me and smiled," the older wizard muttered. "Now you know why when it comes to these lads you gotta be careful! gotta do the job right and proper. Not cut corners or leave the bodies behind alright!" Mr McCartney shouted as he stood and walked towards the still gagging young wizard, patting him on the back.

"Get it out of ya son, get it outta ya. Now you, help me with this. Wanna get back to camp to get a look at those things he gave us to practice with," he said. Wednesday then heard the sound of the unicorns corpse being dragged across the forests floor and listened to the poachers gaining distance before she relaxed finally.

'Cannibalistic vampires huh? didn't think that was going to be attached to this investigation' The dark witch thought as she settled herself further into the sleeping girls form and warmth.

After about an hour Enid began to stir, "hmmm, wends... Wednesday? Where are we?" The wolf asked sleepily before becoming more aware of her environment. "Oh god... oh please tell me that was a nightmare Wednesday!" Enid whinned as she clutched the dark witch close to herself.

Wednesday didn't respond, instead she simply rubbed the blonde girls arms in an attempt to comfort her. She then stood and helped up a shaking Enid and started to lead her out of the forest, pondering about what the man had said before leaving. 'things he gave us to practice with' what 'things' did this vampire give a group of poachers to practice with.

After a long, silent walk back to the castle and climbing the multiple stairs to their living space. Wednesday and Enid entered the room of requirement. The blonde girl rushed over to the dark witch's bed, snatched up a black pillow and rushed into her own. Wednesday sighed tiredly as she sat on one side of the wolfs bed. "Enid...Enid what happened tonight... I'm sorry," Wednesday said.

Enid didn't move an inch, but instead just pushed her face into the black pillow and started to silently cry. "I would have never brought you out there had I thought poachers would have been there, I swear! They have never hunted this close to the castle! Please believe me!" The dark witch pleaded. Enid sniffed her tears and turned to look to Wednesday.

"I believe you wends, you were just as suprised as I was but just... can you stay with me until I fall asleep? I don't wanna be alone right now." Enid said quietly. Wednesday nodded and settled herself on top of the blonde girls sheets, resting her back against the beds backboard.

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The next morning Wednesday stared at the blank piece of parchment paper she had place on her writing desk, trying greatly to ignore the sounds of Enid repacking her belongings and the things she was telling her.

"I'll write to you, I'll buy an owl and I'll write to you everyday. And I'll come and visit you on the weekends! I'm sure there a nice bed and breakfast in that village close by. What's it called again? Hodsmeat? hogweeds?" Enid turned to look at the dark witch who's back was turned to her.

At the lack of an answer, Enid dropped the t shirt she was folding and walked over to the darker side of the room and wrapped her arms around the girls shoulders and rested her chin on top of her head. "I'm not leaving because of you... and what happened last night wasn't your fault. We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time," she said sadly.

"Then why are you leaving?" Wednesday tried to ask without any emotion, but her voice betrayed her by cracking slightly. Enid whinned and hugged the girl tighter, "Because... because I'm not like you wends! I'm not brave, I'm not strong enough-"

"You can crush a human skull with your bare hands." The short witch interrupted.

Enid sighed as she turned Wednesdays swivel chair around to face her. "You know what I mean! I'm a coward! I faint at the sight of someone pointing a wand at me! I almost cry when someone shouts at me! I can't even walk in public without wearing a mask because of all the looks I get from my scars. Now I know theres a guy out there that eats kids!" The wolf swayed at her own words. Wednesday jumped from her seat to balance the girl.

"SEE! I can even make myself faint! Your strong Wednesday, your fearless. I'm a coward. I always have been and always will be." Enid said quietly as she let the shorter witch go and made her way back to her pink trunk and closed the the lid. She then turned back to Wednesday who was watching her silently and gave her a sad smile.

"Will you walk me out? Mam and Da are leaving soon." the blonde girl asked.

Wednesday nodded and held out her elbow for the wolf. Enid picked up Snips and placed him in on her shoulder and conjoined their arms. After a tearfull goodbye to Thing and the room of requirement, Wednesday and Enid arrived at the entrance of the castle. They spotted professor Weems and Enids parents at the doors speaking to eachother, when Esther saw the pair and her daughters pink luggage, she frowned.

"Are you sure dear? Are you positive you don't want to stay?" She asked Enid.

The young wolf turned to the short witch beside her and looked as if she was about to change her mind, but then looked down in defeat. "... I can't Mam, I'm sorry." Enid said quietly.

Esther nodded as she turned to the headmistess, "Thank you for your hospitality professor Weems, and thank you for the invitation, but if Enid doesn't want to stay then she will not." Esther stated as she shook the witch's hand firmly.

"You and your family are always welcome to visit Mr and Mrs Sinclair. Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it, Enid will always be met with a warm, open door." Professor Weems said kindly to the wolfs who were getting ready for their journey.

Enid very reluctantly let go of Wednesday and hung her wand around her neck and stepped back from the dark witch. "Could you help strap my luggage to my wolf. Da usually does it but... could you? please?" Enid asked Wednesday.

She nodded as she swallowed a lump in her throat as the girl transformed into her large, red eyed wolf. She swung the two pink trunks over the wolfs back, but stumbled slightly as the scarred snoat pushed into her, whinning loudly.

"Oh stop it mon cœur! like you said, this isn't goodbye. Now I expect you to write everyday like you promised, and I'll arrange a semi permanent resident at the three broomsticks for you on weekends, Mr and Mrs Mackenzie owes me a few favours," Wednesday muttered as she secured the luggage and pulled the wolfs head into her chest, hugging her tightly before letting go.

The two older Sinclair's transformed into their own wolf forms and headed out to the stone courtyard. The giant blonde wolf turned to join them but paused to look back at Wednesday who was clutching the bottom of her black and white striped jumper.

"It's ok mi hermoso lobo, we will reunite soon, I promise." she whispered. Enid whined and left to join her parents, disappearing behind the giant doors.

Wednesday closed her eyes and tried to stomp out the pain in her heart, feeling the blonde wolfs present and warmth dwindling. Professor Weems fished out a pocket watch and clicked a button on the side. "Let's see, I'm going guess 10 minutes. Wednesday, you two ran into the poachers who have been killing the unicorns last night in the forest, didn't you?" Weems asked casually.

The short witch whipped around to look at her godmother in disbelief. "How did you!? OH! OF COURSE YOU KNEW! nothing gets past you does it!?" Wednesday scoffed in anger.

The headmistess merely chuckeld fondly at her goddaughters frustration, "Oh, I can assure you Wednesday, I don't know everything that happens around here. Professor Weston found one of the bodies last year and informed me about the poachers. Over the summer, he found another in the north side of the forest, I just put one and one together. I highly doubt a short visit to Diagon Alley would scare the poor girl away from her mate this easily,"

Wednesdays blushed harshly at the witch's words, "her!... HER WHAT!?" she shreaked.

Professor Weems grimest at the volume of the witch's voice, "Inside voices Wednesday, I suspected their about 3 minutes away, but you will no doubt use your animagus form to catch up to them, so I retractable my statement. I predict Enid will walk back through those doors in 8 minutes." Professor Weems said.

The older witch turned to leave, but she paused to look back at her goddaughter. "You know better then anyone Wednesday. Fear is one of the most powerful human emotions, and if one can utilize that emotion to further their journey to better themselves as a person, Then the possibilities are endless. Look at you and your charms casting, your one of the top students studying that subject in the entire school. Now then, I'll leave you to it." She said then left without another word.

Wednesday stared at her retreating godmother and thought about what she told her, 'fear? charms casting? No...no she couldn't know about that!' she thought before she realised why Weems had practically admitted she knew about one of the most shameful moment of Wednesdays entire life.

Wednesday sprinted towards the giant doors of the castle, ripped them open and transformed into the black jaguar and took off after the three wolfs.

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Enid walked silently with her head hung low, trying to comfort the wolf inside herself that was on the verge of tears. 'shush it's ok, it's ok we're going to see her again next weekend! we can wait that long can't we?' Enid asked the wolf who whinned loudly in protest.

Murray turned and nuzzled into his daughter to comfort her. And just as Enid had stopped to lean into her father's hulking wolf, the scent of elderberry, parchment paper and ink started to fill her nose.

All of the wolves turned to look back at the path back to the castle and saw a small black blur sprinting towards them. Enid couldn't control herself and ran towards it, both of the young girls transforming mid stride and crashed into eachother in a bone crushing embrace.

Wednesday leaned back and stared into the blondes bright blue eyes with a burning passion. "The giant squid!" Wednesday yelled out of breath.

"The giant squid?" Enid asked, clearly confused while holding on to the shorter girl. "What does the giant squid have to do with anything?" The wolf asked.

Wednesday looked troubled at the question before speaking again. "The giant squid Enid, I'm... I'm terrified of it!" Wednesday stated as she pulled the young wolf back into an embrace. Enid gasped at the memory of the dark witch's behaviour the previous morning.

"The night that Nero was murdered, I collected his remains and placed them in a shoebox. I wanted to give him a Viking styled funeral so I went to the first years docks we were yesterday morning and made a small make shifted raft, set the box on fire and sent it out to burn," the short witch said.

She then looked down, clearly embarrassed about what she was about to admit. "No one ever told me the squid hated fire, it was furious at me for sending out something that was on fire onto the lake, so it attacked me! It tried slapping me and grabbing me!" Wednesday almost yelled.

"...it was the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced. I ran and cowarded in the elevator and screamed in fear the entire way back up to the castle. I screamed for my father Enid, I SCREAMED for my father mon cœur, I called him papa! Ever since I was born Enid, I have only ever called him that once. It was the most terrified I have ever been!" Wednesday finished breathlessly.

Enid looked to her with concern, "why..why are telling this Wednesday?" The dark witch cupped the taller girls scarred cheek and brushed the gashes lightly.

"You said that I am 'fearless', that you are not as 'strong' as me, but Enid. You willingly came to Hogwarts, you willingly walked through Diagon Alley and Gringotts. You put your fear aside to be here right now and you think I am stronger then you?" Wednesday asked the wolf whos eyes started to water.

"Enid, i cast an aquatic creatures repellent charm to myself every time I step foot into the black lake. Yesterday morning, when the giant squid showed up, I was on the verge of a panic attack mon cœur, I am still terrified of it. And you fed it without an ounce of fear," The dark witch said in awe of the wolf she held.

"You didnt need a 'wizardkind repellent charm' to grace Hogwarts with your presence, and you say your not as 'fearless' as I? no mon amour," Wednesday said breathlessly as she gazed into the Enids eyes. "You are the bravest and strongest girl I have ever met."

Enid broke and pulled Wednesday into the strongest hug she could muster without crushing the shorter witch to death, tears streaming freely down her face. "Oh Wednesday! how the FUCK am I suppose to respond to that!" Enid sobbed openly, feeling her wolf howling in joy.

She turned back to her parents and saw her mother wiping her eyes as her father brought his wife into a sidehug, Murray gave her a smile of pure pride. "Want me to carry back your luggage love?" He asked.

Enid looked back to the small witch Infront of her. And to her disbelief, tears were streaming down the dark witches cheeks as she looked to Enid with a look of pure desperation. "Stay Enid...please," She pleaded barely above a whispered.

Enid took a deep breath, "Rule number one, you will drop this whole unicorn thing! ok!? No more investigating it." Enid stated sternly as she held up a finger. "Of course mon amour! There are plenty of mysterious at the castle to sink my teeth into." Wednesday cringed at the poor choice of words when Enid had winced.

"Rule number two, no going into the forbidden forest." Enid said as she held up a second finger.

There was a long pause before Enid sighed. "Fine! you can go into the forbidden forest just as long as you tell me beforehand and show me your safety precautions, and absolutely NO fighting trolls!" Enid stated while completely ignored her mother's "what?" From behind her, Wednesday nodded stiffly.

Enid then smile cheekily at the short witch and step closer, "And finally, rule number three, you have to tell me what 'mi hermoso lobo' means in English."

Wednesdays eyes widened and looked to Esther who was looking at her with a smug smirk. "Not..not here espléndida," Wednesday whispered then blushed at the raised eyebrows Enids mother was sending her way.

Enid smiled warmly as she watched the flustered witch who avoided her mothers eyes, she then turned and walked up to her parents. "Think you'll be in good hands love," Murray said as he pulled his daughter into a warm, gentle hug then walked towards Wednesdays, looking down at her.

"You take care of my Enid, Miss Addams. I trust your godmother delivered my 'message'?" Murray shot Wednesday a death glare.

The dark witch gulped as she added her third biggest fear to the short list of her phobias, "Of course Mr Sinclair. Enid will have my full devoted protection."

Murrays glare turned into a genuine smile, "I have no doubt Wednesday, and call me Murray. And unlike my daughter and wife, ive had conversations with Addams before were a certain 'curse' became the topic of the conversation." He said teasingly.

'oh god! please let this embarrassment end!' Wednesday thought as Enid looked away from the interaction and smiled at her mother Infront of her. Esther pulled her into a tight hug.

"Remember dear, if you ever need help, just howl to the moon. The pack in Glasgow will come running and so will we," Esther muttered as she brush a lock of her daughters enchanted hair behind her ear.

Enid smiled, gave her mother one last hug and returned back to the blushing witch. "Do you mean it Wednesday? do you really think I can make it through the year?" she asked hesitantly.

Wednesday took the wolfs hands in her own, "I would never lie to you espléndida, I meant every word I said." Enid smile sheepishly and sent her parents one last wave before letting herself be lead back to the castle by the short witch.

After Enid knew they were out of her parents ear range, she looked down to Wednesday smirking. "Soooo, what does 'mi hermoso lobo' mean?" Wednesday blushed slightly as they stood before the giant doors of the castle.

"If you tell anyone what it means, I'll turn you into a rug." she muttered angrily, Enid rolled her eyes at the empty threat. The dark witch sighed.

"It means... my beautiful wolf." Wednesday muttered, Enids squeal of delight rang throughout every hallway of the great castle.

Chapter 13: The sorting ceremony

The next morning Enid sat Infront of her vanity mirror staring at her refection, or more accurately her three long scars. "ENID! mon cœur, I need your assistance. That hellspawn you call 'Snips' has stolen one of my ties and has seeked refuge under my writing desk, I need your strength to lift it." Wednesday said as she strained to reach under the heavy wooden desk while laying on the floor on her side.

The blonde girl didn't respond, instead she reached for her make up bag and pulled out a flesh coloured bottle of foundation. 'Maybe just a little for the first week? just to make them less scary looking' Enid reasoned with herself before Wednesdays angry growl grabbed her attention.

She looked over her shoulder to see the dark witch scrambling across the rooms floor and shoving her intier arm under her own black marbled vanity.

"Maldito seas pequeño demonio! Enid, for the love of all that is unholy, please help me!" Wednesday asked. The young wolf rolled her eyes and stomped over to Wednesdays side of the room, lifted the heavy marbled vanity effortlessly and grabbed the ferret who had a deep green tie in its mouth.

"Drop it." Enid told Snips like a scolding mother. The tie drop to the ground to an out of breath Wednesday who snatched it up the second it hit the floor.

"Finally! Enid, for his and my own safety and sanity, please keep that thing to your side of the room. I woke up this morning and he was sprawled out on my chest!" Wednesday complained.

"I bet he just likes your scent, that's all," Enid brush the dark witch off and raised the white ferrets head to her lips. "I don't blame you," She whispered shyly. Wednesday shot her a questioning look.

"Just talking to myself is all. Now come here and help me pick out which foundation to use for tonight." Enid beckoned the shorter girl over and sat down In front of the mirror. "Which one of these do you think matches my skin colour," She asked while holding up two make up containers.

Wednesday looked puzzled at the question but pointed to the one on the left. "Thought so," Enid said as she place them down and started to apply the numbing cream Wednesday had gifted her. "When do the other students get here?" Enid asked.

"Around six, dinner will be served after the first years are sorted into their houses," Wednesday said as she knotted her tie in the wolfs mirror when she noticed the lack of colour in Enid's hair. "Are you not going to enchant your hair?" Wednesday asked.

Enid looked sadly at her plain blonde hair, "No... I don't want to stand out too much. I just want to keep my head down and... wait, how am I going to find out which house I'm going to be in?" She turned and asked the dark witch.

"The sorting hat will choose for you. All you have to do is walk up to the stool, sit down and put it on." She explained while she ran her fingers through Enids blonde locks.

"Wait, what! Infront of everyone?! Oh god Wednesday that's so embarrassing! What if I don't get sorted into any of the houses?" The blonde wolf panicked at the thought of everyone pointing and laughing at her for not being good enough to attend Hogwarts while Snips hopped off her lap and on to the floor.

"Calm yourself mi hermoso lobo. Not one student has ever 'not been sorted', the hat will pick, and if it has trouble sorting you, it will let you decide." Wednesday said softly as she raked the gold locks.

Enid looked at her scars once again and started to apply her make-up, trying to hide them as much as possible to the short witchs dismay when a small crash came from down the short hallway. "Merlins beard! if that little demon has dented one of my cauldrons I'm going to!-"

"Your going to what, Wednesday?" Enid inturupted and gave the dark with a challenging look.

"...be very upset. Pardon me mi hermoso lobo, but I have a pest to catch." Enid blushed and smiled at the dark witch's words and watch her fondly as she left the room. Thing jumped onto her vanity's countertop and started signing, "God I'm so relieved you decided to stay. I don't know how long Wednesday would have lasted if you left, she talks a big game but-"

"Be honest Thing... do you think I have a chance?" Enid asked.

The hand froze in shock at the girls question. "Do... do I think you have a 'chance'? what the hell do you mean do I think you have a 'chance' " Thing signed frantically.

Enid blush increased with embarrassment and she leaned closer to the hand, "you know... with Wednesday." she whispered.

Thing almost fell off the table at the girls question and when he collected himself, he restrained from softly slapping some sense into her.

"NO!" Thing signed angerly. The blonde wolf looked heartbroken and tears began to form in her eyes, "But..but yesterday she told me 'mi hermoso lobo' means 'my beautiful wolf', why would she-"

"I don't mean 'no' as in you don't have a chance. I mean 'no' as in I'm not dealing with this! I had to do it once with Gomez, I am CERTAINLY not going through this situation with Wednesday of all people!" Thing signed and stood directly Infront of the stunned girl.

"Enid, she is OBSESSED with you. Completely and utterly obsessed with you! And your asking me if I think you have a 'chance'. Your basically asking me if waters wet!" Thing signed. The blonde wolf paused for a moment, "... is water wet?"

Thing snapped his fingers harshly, "That is so not what we're talking about right now! Now you listen to me and listen well young lady. I am not playing matchmaker or love adviser or anything like that this year! AND I am not going to sit here and watch you two skitter around each-other and your feelings for one another! so just tell Wednesday you like her and save me the frustration!"

Enid was stunned at the hands rant, "But what if we're wrong? what if I tell her and she doesn't-" But before Enid could finish her sentence Wednesday had immured from the other room looking none to please and holding both Alfred and Snips by the scruff of their necks.

"I don't think your ferret is a good influence on my dear Alfred Enid. I found them both knocking over cauldrons and viles, scratching up curtains and the likes!" Wednesday huffed as she handed the white ferret to Enid and sat at the edge of the pink bed, stroking the black cats fur.

After a moment of silence, Wednesday eyed Enid and Thing, feeling as though something was a bit off with their behavior. "What is wrong with you two? awfully quiet all of a sudden." She said suspiciously.

Enid looked to Thing in a panic, "Uuhh, we were..we were talking about?...we were talking about if water is wet!" Enid stammered.

"Oh for the last time Thing, Water IS WET! How many times must I explain it to you and Tanaka," Wednesday grumble.

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After they both had finished getting ready for the sorting ceremony, Wednesday checking if her five daggers were as sharp as medical scalpels and Enid patting and straightening her uniform for the twentieth time. They made their way down to the great hall and sat at the very bottom of the Gryffindor table.

"I sometimes eat with Tanaka and Divina here during dinner, sometimes I eat with Eugene and Pugsley over at the Ravenclaw table, mother and father told me that back when they attended Hogwarts, all of the houses had to sit with their own home, but that has changed over time, but most of the time I eat alone." Wednesday said as they sat side by side and waited for the other students to arrive.

"Really? don't you get lonely?" Enid asked with concern. Wednesday scoffed.

"No.. no, I've pretty much always been alone. While I am on speaking terms with a few students and as I've admitted before I do consider miss Tanaka a 'friend', I'm only close to my family," The dark witch admitted.

Enid frowned, 'are we not close? like yeah we've only known each other for three days but' The blonde girl glanced down at their skirts and hips that were pressed up against eachother, 'i mean I don't really know how to be any closer to her...besides maybe kis-' Enid blushed at the thought as she twiddled her thumbs.

"Well, my family and maybe you," Wednesday said softly as she turned to look at the wolf whos breath hitched as she stared into the dark witch's deep brown eyes, and just before she could say a word, the entrance to the great hall busted open and hundreds of students poured in, chatting excitedly and rushing to sit down at their house tables.

Enid whipped her head around and clenched Wednesdays hand tightly.

"Its alright bonito chica. Just take a deep breath, Hogwarts is one of the safest places in the wizarding world, no harm will come to you I promise." Wednesday whispered as she rubbed Enid's hand.

While students passed by the two, Enid noticed the majority of them looked at the pair. Bewildered at the fact that Wednesday Addams, Hogwarts most antisocial and violent student was practically sitting in the lap of a unfamiliar girl who's left cheek was covered in long jagged scars that were covered in make up.

As the Gryffindor students started to fill the long table, a girl with long black hair and looked to be of Asian descent sat down across from the two girls, her jaw almost to the floor when she spotted Enid and her close approximation to Wednesday.

"Tanaka." Wednesday stated, her face falling at the girls blatantly rudeness.

"...No way, no fucking way." Yoko said in disbelief, "Holy shit, no fucking way!" She beamed at the pair.

"Calm yourself Tanaka! your drawing much unwanted attention. Enid would prefer to keep a low profile and you screaming bloody murder is preventing that!" Wednesday hissed.

Yoko completely ignored the short witch and studied the frozen blonde girl intently. "How bad does it hurt when you transform? is it true you can't control yourself as a wolf if you don't drink that one potion? You ever kill anybody? My mum said you lot could kill your best friend if you don't-"

"YOKO TANAKA!" Wednesday roared.

The inter great hall grew quite in an instant at the fimiler voice. Wednesday glance around at the silent students then to the wolf beside her who was staring down at the table, looking like she was about to faint with the lack of blood in her face.

"Oh...I apologize, did I SAY SOMETHING INVOLVING ANYONE OF YOU?" Wednesday asked loudly. Without missing a beat, everyone in the great hall returned to what they were doing.

"Please forgive me for shouting mon cœur, but you being accused of being a werewolf is becoming increasingly aggravating," Wednesday told Enid while she rubbed her back.

"And you Tanaka! I'll have you know, Enid is not a werewolf, and asking someone if they have ever killed someone is a quite personal question, at least introduce yourself before you ask." Wednesday scolded the Japanese witch.

"Wait, your not a werewolf?" Yoko asked the blonde girl who eyes were glued to the table. Enid slowly shook her head and leaned into Wednesday.

"Oh sorry bout that, just assumed you were with those scars of yours," Yoko apologize as she shrugged and turned back to staring at the gentleness Wednesday was displaying.

"Sooo, if your not a werewolf, how did you get those?" Yoko asked, leaning forwards towards the wolf. Wednesday turned to Enid who was still frozen to the spot and refusing to look at the witch sitting across the table.

"She was attacked by a normal wolf during a hunting trip in America when she was twelve Tanaka, but honestly! do you have no self awareness. You can't just asked someone something so personal when their clearly uncomfortable." Wednesday stated.

Yoko looked back to Enid again and frowned, "Sorry love. Wednesdays right, I gotta problem with talking before I think," She apologized.

Enid mumbled 'its alright' and played with Wednesdays fingers in her hands.

"I'm Yoko Tanaka, nice to meet yea." She said as she held out her hand for Enid to shake.

Enid glance at the offered hand and quickly looked to Wednesday who nodded. She shook the hand quickly and returned to Wednesdays, "I'm Enid Sinclair." The wolf stated.

Yoko hummed while thinking about how to word the question she was about to ask. "How did you two meet? Was at a cute one like seeing each other from across the room and thinking 'OMG she so cute!' Or was it more like 'Merlins beard! she is the most hauntingly beautiful girl I have ever seen!" Yoko imitated Wednesdays posh accent.

The dark witch scowled at the Japanese witch's comments, but her heart swelled when she heard her favorite sound of the wolf giggling.

"That does sound like her, but no, we only met this Tuesday. I got an invite to attend Hogwarts and Wednesday was already here." Enid explained while color returned to her face and her hold on Wednesday hand eased abit.

"WHAT!" Yoko yelled causing the rest of the Gryffindor students to look their way.

"Yoko! What did I just tell you!" Wednesday harshly whispered.

"Sorry, sorry! But seriously you only met three days ago!? That's mad! Id figured you guys like met over the summer holidays or shes a childhood friend you somehow never mentioned. You've only known her three days?" Yoke asked Wednesday who rolled her eyes.

"Yes Tanaka, we've only known each other three days. Does that offended you?" Wednesday asked.

Yoko looked the pair up and down. "...Well, when your practically sitting in her lap OW!" Wednesday kicked Yokos shin under the table, both girls blushing furiously when a girl with short brown hair settled next to the Japanese witch.

"What did you say to her Yoko? She only ever turns to physical violence when you embarrass her." The girl said while looking to the bright red girls In front of her before looking to Enid and looked pleased at the sight. "Oh! well Hogwarts is getting very progressive aren't they. Nellie will be pleased their openly accepting your kind into the school, she's the president of the werewolf rights activists club here." The girl said kindly.

Enid smiled at the girls words, but Wednesday sighed and pinched her brow. "Divina, while we all appreciate your kind words to the better treatment of those inflicted with lycanthropy, Enid is not a werewolf." Wednesday said.

Divina looked panicked, "Oh no! oh I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too assume-"

"It's ok. I get it alot, but what's this about a club about werewolf rights?" Enid asked, but before Divina could further explain, an older, weary looking man lead a large group of young, nervous looking students with the same plain robe's that Enid was wearing through the great halls doors.

"Sorting ceremony's starting, thank god. I'm fucking starving," Yoko complained. Enid's breath hitched and panic started to spread throughout her mind.

"It's alright mon cœur, if you want, I will walk up with you. No need for you to push yourself." Wednesday whispered to the wolf. Enid's thoughts race of images of every witch and wizards eyes staring at her and laughing at the sight of Wednesday having to hold her hand like a child.

"No.. no I'll be ok wends. I don't want people to make fun of you." Enid whispered back. Yoko eyes widened at the blonde calling Wednesday by the nickname she herself had tried giving her the whole time they have know each other.

"Holy shit, your a total simp." Yoko told the dark witch who was staring lovingly into Enid's eyes. After seeing Enid smile and blush at Yokos comment, Wednesday figured the word 'simp' was a dig at her obvious Gomez like behavior, so she gave the girls shin under the table another firm kick.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," Professor Weems addressed the students and fellow professors as the crowd grew quiet from her place at the faculty table. "And welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Now before the sorting hat sorts our new members of the school into their respected house's, I would like to address a number of things you all should know." The headmistress said.

"First of all, as I say every year, the forbidden forest is 'forbidden' to all students who do not wish to lose their limbs or lives," Weems warned the students, her gaze landing on her goddaughter and raising an Eyebrow. "While I know some of you will break that rule, I always feel the need to warn you all." She told them politely. Enid looked to Wednesday unimpressed.

"Secondly, I would like to inform you that the replacement for professor Jenkins in the role of defense against the darkarts teacher will be an old friend of mine, Professor Fitts." Professor Weems announced while gesturing to the wizard who smiled politely as the students applauded.

"Wonder how long he's gonna last?" A blonde haired boy besides Yoko asked off offhandedly as the clapping died down.

Enid looked to Wednesday for an explanation. "Not one professor has ever returned to teach defense against the darkarts twice." Wednesday told the girl she clung too.

"Now then! Professor Thornhill, if you don't mind." Professor Weems gestured to the red hair witch who held a long piece of parchment and a rugged brown wizard hat that to Enid's surprise, was moving slightly.

"When I call your name, you will come up, sit on the stool and I will place the sorting hat on your head. When the hat choose your house, you will join your fellow house members at their table." Professor Thornhill cleared her throat and began to call each first years name and let the hat choose their houses.

After the hundred and thirty first years were sorted into Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, the students settled down and as they prepared for the great feast they were so desperately looking forward too, professor Weems raised both hands to gain their attention again.

"Before we fill our stomachs and drink our fill. I must announced one final thing and sort one final student," She spoke joyfully. The hall filled with murmuring and heads that turned to see the student their headmistress was talking about. Enid paled and anxiety filled her chest.

"This year, Hogwarts shall be accommodating and teaching for the very first time in wizardkinds history, a Truewolf, by the name of Enid Sinclair!" Weems cheered.

The hall silenced instantly and just like the truewolf herself, almost all their own faces paled. Yoko and Divina looked to Enid with pure horror, "You..you?" Divina stuttered in fear as she grabbed her girlfriends sleeve.

"Both of you calm yourselves. Enid is not a threat to either of you," Wednesday stated as she turned to the blonde wolf. "Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you mon cœur?" Wednesday asked quietly.

Enid took a deep breath and nodded as she heard professor Thornhill call her name, rising from her place at the table and walked shakily towards the stool. As she did, she saw multiple older students shield the freshly sorted witch's and wizards from her view, muttering 'its alright' in an attempt to calm them down and giving the wolf a look of fear. When Enid had arrived at the stool she sat on it and felt the heavy, leather wizard hat being placed on top of her head.

The girl jolted in surprise and her wolf whined when a gravelly voice rang through her mind. "Well well wellll, a truewolf, could you believe it. Tell me girl, why are you here?" The voice drawled.

Enid swallowed nervously and shut her eyes as she focused. ' I'm... I'm going to be attending, I'm rooming with Wednesday' She thought then blushed when her wolf hummed approvingly.

'please tell me you didn't hear that' Enid pleaded but the gruff voice chuckled.

'Ohhh I heard that alright, miss Addams hmm? That girl was easy to sort I tell you, barely was on her head when I decided to put her in Slytherin. I take it your wolf has decided she should be your mat-'

'OK OK! just put me in one of the houses ok! I don't like you being able to hear my wolf' Enid almost shouted.

'Easy wolf, I need to search your very being to decide. Now then let's see, hmmm yesss yes very gentle, very gentle indeed, would make a good Hufflepuff I'd say. Hmm not much in the 'brains department' are you?' The hat asked condescendingly.

Enid's eyes opened as tilted her head. "Are you calling me dumb?" The wolf asked aloud and much to her embarrassment and relief, numerous students gave small muffled laughs.

'oh don't you mind dear wolf, don't you mind' the voice said before becoming silent. After a few agonizing seconds the hat spoke up again, 'ahhh! interesting....very interesting'

'what!? what's interesting?!' Enid panicked slightly. '.....maybe you belong in... Slytherin?' The voice suggested.

"NOT SLYTHERIN!" Enid shouted aloud. The entire table of Slytherin students all seemed to agree with her as they nodded and cheered.

'please not Slytherin! If I get sorted into Slytherin I won't be able to room with Wednesday!' she silently whined. She heard the voice laugh hysterically. 'Only joking, only joking miss Sinclair! Well then... I am of the opinion that you dear wolf belong in-'

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat roared as the Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students cheered and clapped wildly at the hats decision, but the Gryffindor table was awfully quiet as Enid ripped the hat off and handed it back to professor Thornhill, scrabbling off the high wooden stool and practically sprinted back to Wednesday who was clapping with a small grin on her face.

"Congratulations mi hermoso lobo! you were incredibly brave Enid. Incredibly brave, no wonder the hat sorted you into Gryffindor," Wednesday stated as she rubbed the girls back. Enid leaned into her hard, her body relaxing in an instant as she brushed her nose against the small witch's dark hair.

Professor Weems was the last to finish clapping, smiling proudly at the blonde girl and her goddaughter. "EXCELLENT! excellent! Now then. Let the feast.. begin!" Professor Weems declared as the four long tables filled with the largest amount and selection of food Enid had ever seen. In front of her on her, a bronze plate appeared with three large stakes and a large goblet of milk.

"Eat Enid, I'm sure that was incredibly stressful for you and it would please me if you would eat as much as possible. I want you practically asleep when your finish your meal." Wednesday cooed as she brushed a blonde lock of Enids hair behind her ear, completely ignoring the horrified looks the pair were getting.

"Christ Wednesday! what the hell are you doing?! She's a truewolf! She'll take you fucking arm off!" Divina hissed.

Wednesday's head snapped to the brown haired girl, "Yoko please knock some sense into your partner! while Enid does possess the strength to rip my arm from my body like pulling apart a Christmas cracker, I whole heartedly believe Enid would never cause me any bodily harm." Wednesday stated while Enid simply stared down at the under-cooked meat, frowning.

Yoko took in Enid's expression and smiled weakly at her girlfriend and took a page out of Wednesdays book and rubbed Divinas arm. "I'm..I'm sure Wednesday knows what she's doing love. Its been three days, I'm sure if Enid was dangerous she would have-"

"I would never hurt Wednesday!" Enid growled lowly. The wolf glared at the two witch's who froze at the sound of her voice.

"And if you think otherwise, I dare you to touch a single hair on her head. She wasn't lying when she said I can rip off an arm like it was cardboard." Enid dared, but then realised what she had said and looked down clearly embarrassed.

Just before Enid was about to apologize, she heard the dark witch beside her gasp and whispered her name. When she looked to Wednesday, she was pleased beyond belief at the sight of the dark witch's flush cheeks and her intense stare. "I...I..I.." Wednesday stammered as Enid grinned.

"Sorry about that, it's a wolf thing I'm still getting use too. I promise, am totally in control of myself, you guys don't have to worry about me going nuts or whatever," Enid said as she tore into her stake, ripping a large chunk of meat with her elongated fang, making Divina shudder.

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"Ok... focus Yoko, I'm being very serious right now," Wednesday said to the witch across the table from her, looking the most serious Enid had ever seen her. The short witch held up a clear glass of water and pointed at it. "What..is..this?" Wednesday asked slowly for Yoko who rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me! I didn't bring up this argument. Mi bonito chica did, now answer the question!" Wednesday hissed.

Yoko sighed and took the glass from the dark witch, dipped her finger in the water and held it directly in front of Wednesdays scowling face. "There! that's wet Wednesday! THATS WET! The water it's self is not wet, only an object that is coated in water is wet!" Yoko stated.

Wednesday paused and stared at the Japanese witch in disbelief. "WATER IS WET!" She roared and turned to Enid who was wiping the milk from her face after it had shot from her nose from Wednesdays reaction.

"Please Enid, please just...oh my god, I'm going mad," The dark witch said while leaning her head on the blondes shoulder.

Enid calmed herself down by taking deep breaths and stopped her laughter. "It's ok wends, it's ok I agree with you water IS wet, but Jesus, don't do that while I'm drinking!"

While the duration of the four witch's dinner was mainly Wednesday and Yoko arguing and debating different subjects, Enid noticed how close the two were.

With Wednesday complaining about how much red meat the witch was consuming, and Yoko gesturing to Enid. "Oh! so she can eat as much stake as she wants, but when I have second helpings, it's going to kill me!" Yoko said with a mouthful of meat.

"Enid is a growing wolf Tanaka. She needs as much protein as she can get for her muscles and to power her wolfs hulking form." Wednesday explained while snatching two extra roasted chicken legs and placing them on Enids empty plate that once housed her second large stake.

Divina huffed while glaring at Enid while she took a large bite of her chicken. Enid noticed and frowned at the witch's judgement, and before she could ask what was wrong, Divina dropped her fork into her bowl of salad.

"So unfair! so unfair! I have to watch my caloric intake, plan my meals, go for runs at least four times a week and you get to have forth helpings just to keep lean!" She vented.

Enid smiled and put the second untouched chicken leg on a small plate and pushed it towards Divina. "I'm pretty full, and hey it's chicken! It's good for you." She said.

Wednesday watched and frowned at the interaction while grabbing another roasted chicken leg, dropping it on another spare plate and grabbing the plate Enid offered the witch and placing the other chicken leg in its place.

"On second thought, I'm still kind of hungry." Wednesday said while glaring at the short haired witch.

Yoko smirked at her friends behavior. "Sooo, Enid? Where are you staying? you got sorted into Gryffindor, but they accepted the maximum amount of first years, so I don't think you'll be able to sleep in the dorms with us," She asked.

"She will be staying with me Tanaka, if you must know. Not that it's any of your business." Wednesday said.

Both Yoko and Divina shared a concerned look to each other before Yoko cleared her throat, "Um...don't you think your taking things too fast mate? you two just met! I mean sharing a bed is pretty serious," Yoko whispered to the dark witch who blushed and suppressed the urge to kick her again.

"She has her own bed you fool! and i don't know what your talking about when you say 'taking things to fast' " Wednesday whispered back while she looked to make sure Enid was preoccupied with chewing her chicken bones to hear their conversation.

Yoko looked to Enid, "Look, I know about the c.u.r.s.e, but Wednesday, you tend to get a little carried away with things you find interesting, you know...a little obsessed..." The girl whispered.

Wednesday scoffed. "Oh please, your being dramatic. mon cœur, please use a napkin, you'll get chicken grease all down your front," Wednesday pleaded while whipped the blonde girls mouth.

As the meal continued, Enid noticed how tense Divina across from her was. To the point were Enid started to get anxious. "Umm. Divina are you ok? honestly, I don't think a little bit of chicken is gonna hurt," The short haired witch took a breath.

"Enid, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to ask you some questions about your kinds ways and culture. We were learning about truewolfs during defense against the darkarts last year and there were a couple of things that I didn't understand," Divina asked hesitantly.

Enid looked to the witch with a hint of worry, "I..I don't know, if you didn't understand some of it, then that means it a secret."

Divina ignored the blonde wolf to fish out a thick leather notebook from her book bag and opened it up on the table. "Here's something that confuses me right here, 'while truewolfs are know to eat meat unprepared and often time raw in mostly their human forms, it's been noted that they often hunt their meals as a wolf and savagely eat pray alive'. Have you done that? Is that common?" Divina asked, fear lacing her voice.

"Well..it's..it's a tradition! Kind of like a rite of passage. And I don't do it all the time, I don't like blood!... well my wolf does but-"

"Also this one here," Divina interrupted. "Truewolfs are prone to acts of violence when one is trying to impress or harm their chosen mate. To the point were murder has occurred, not only in wolf packs, but members of wizardkind as well." Divina read allowed in a shaky voice. She looked over to Wednesday and Yoko who were in the middle of a heated debate.

"Um, you know Yokos my girlfriend, right?" Divina told Enid, who nodded slightly confused.

The girl let out a sigh of relief. "So, have, you know... have you ever seen something like that happening? You guys can suppress the urge to kill right?"

Enid looked extremely uncomfortable at the question while Wednesday sighed impatiently. "Divina, like I told your partner, asking someone if they've killed someone is a very personal question."

Enid looked down at her half eaten chicken leg, debating on how to answer the question before the witch across from her cleared her throat and looked slightly embarrassed. "Yes... Yes, your right Wednesday, sorry Enid." Divina apologize as she looked down to her notebook, but then another question came to mind.

"Although, have you heard of other wolfs from other wolf packs, you know... going mad or killing other people?" Divina asked the wolf.

Enid paused to think, "Uhh kinda?" She said.

Yoko and Wednesday shared a look. Wednesday squeezed the blonde girls hand to encourage her to continue. "I don't know the whole story or even if its true, but there's the story of the death-wolf," Enid said. All three witch's gave the wolf their full attention.

"Its this story that wolfs tell their pups if they won't stay in their beds and go to sleep. Kinda like the boogie man or like that guy witch's and wizards are too afraid to say his name. But anyway, the story goes that there were these two wolfs that were banished from their packs years ago. They were brothers, one of them was kidnapping and selling young wolfs and pups into slavery and the other was helping him cover it up, even killing other wolfs that found out," Enid recited the tale.

"So wolfs tell their pups if you don't stay in bed and go to sleep, the death-wolf will come and take them away and eat them. Guess parents didnt want their pups knowing what 'human trafficking' was so they say he eats them, but my older brother told me the true story. But no one really knows if its true, just a scary story to scare kids." Enid finished, but then paled as she remembered the tale the poacher told in the forest.

Divina finished her frantic scribbling in her notebook. "Fascinating! So truewolfs have their own folklore, I knew I was right!" She exclaimed. Enid turned to the shorter witch who explained Divinas and Bianca Barclays argument from last year after their class on truewolfs had ended.

After Enids third stake, the wolfs eyes started to feel heavy and warmth spread throughout her body as she leaned her head onto Wednesdays shoulder. When she breathed in the girls scent, she also picked up a different scent. A familar one of elderberry and jasmine. Enid's eyes shot open and turned to look behind her, but her vision was blocked by a black sweater and a girls chest.

"Enid! Oh my god! you didn't tell me you were going to attend Hogwarts!" Emily McCartney half shouted in mock glee, a shocked Wednesday shift away from the witch and wolf.

"Merlins beard Enid, I didn't see you on the train! you weren't avoiding me were you?" The witch faked a whine and pouted at the blonde girl as she sat next to her, snaking her arms around her neck.

"We could have shared a compartment and picked up were we left off back in the forest, you were so hot and bothered when your dad interrupted us." Emily teased. Divina, Yoko, Enid and especially Wednesday were stunned beyond belief at the girls words.

"Wha..what, I...I wasn't!" Enid stammered as she paled more and looked back at the dark witch.

"What do you mean Enid? what? Did our first kiss not mean anything to you? Oh I'm hurt." Emily frowned.

"We..we.. Wednesday we didn't-"

"Its ok, Enid." Wednesday said in an emotional less voice as she composed herself and stood from her place at the table.

"I... I forgot about a potion I have been brewing. It should be done by now, I must leave to tend to it. Goodnight." Wednesday said as her voice cracked slightly and started to leave the greathall.

"Wednesday! Wednesday wait up! The hell's wrong with you!" Yoko shouted at the frozen wolf. "Like leading girls on huh?! Wednesday!" The Japanese girl stood from her place at the table and chased her after she noticed the short witch starting to increase her speed.

"Hells her problem?" Emily asked the still stunned Divina who was staring at Enid and Emily in disbelief.

"I...I don't believe it, I thought you...but you don't strike me as someone to do something so horrible. Enid that's...oh god Enid! that's despicable!" She said in disgust.

"Oooo! what did the mutt do to Addams!" Emily asked in glee shaking the wolf who was forming tears in her eyes.

"She didn't tell Wednesday she already had a girlfriend! You listen here Sinclair! I may not be the biggest fan of her, but she's Yokos best friend. And shes the one who locked us into the charms classroom and wouldn't let us out untill we confessed to each other, so if it wasn't for her we may have never had gotten together! so for YOU to lead her on like this! And I loathed miss McCartney here, but to try and cheat on her-" Divina rant was interrupted by Emily's barking laughter.

"Wait, wait, wait! You think I would date HER!? oh that's a laugh Divina, have you seen her face? Look at her! she looks like a werewolf for Merlin's sake!" Emily teased as she pulled the wolf down into a headlock, Enid whimpered at the pressure and words.

"Now then Enid, let's go somewhere nice and quiet to discuss the gallons you owe me, AND what your mam did to my dad!" The witch gritted through her teeth.

"Please Emily! Please! I'll get you your money ok! I was just at Gringotts and I have enough gallons! just please! please don't hurt me!" Enid pleaded, tears streaming down her face as Divina looked on in horror at the situation.

'oh shit.shit.shit.shit!' She thought when she realised what had just happened. She reached for her wand, but before she could raise it, a hand grabbed her wrist tightly, Divina looked up to see a tall, handsome boy with curly hair looking down at her, looking please with himself.

"Tyler? what are you doing?! let me go!" Divina gasped.

Tyler merely shrugged and glance down at her wand. "Wouldn't want to make a scene now would we. Emily, put the mutt down. Your getting filth on your uniform," He said condescendingly as he glared at the crying wolf with pure hatred in his eyes.

Emily gave her cousin a look, but then practically slammed Enid down on the table into her empty plate. "We'll talk later mutt! And next time I'll bring Rachel along, shes just DYING to speak with you!" Emily spat and stood from the table, noticing multiple Gyffindor students who had stood as well, ready for a fight.

"Calm down you idiots! I was just leaving," Emily said as she made her way out of the greathall with Tyler in tow. And before he left through the doors, he sent Enid another hateful glare.

The wolf and witch were silent for a few moments, Enid softly whimpering and Divina shocked at the event that just occurred. She looked at the blonde who raised her head slightly. "Why... why does it always happen to me?! why does every thing go wrong!" Enid whined quietly to the stunned witch. Divinas stomach dropped when she realised what she had accused her of.

"Oh god Enid, Enid I'm, I'm so sorry! I thought she was your girlfriend... she, she bullies you back home doesn't she?" She asked. Enid nodded while wiped the tears from her face.

"Yeah... she and Rachel are the reason I don't leave the house. Their the reason I have no friends," She muttered. "And now their the reason I blew it with Wednesday. God she's going to hate me forever!" Enid started to cry again but she then felt a hand grabbing hers.

"No! No Enid that's not happening! Not if I have anything to do with it. Wednesday got me and Yoko together, now I'm going to repay the favor." Divina proclaimed as she walked around the table and raised a shaking Enid from her seat.

"But..but-"

"But nothing Enid! I saw everything. I saw how she treated you and what she said. I'll be your testimony. now come along, we need to find Wednesday." Divina said as she leaded the scared wolf out of the greathall.

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After Enid followed the dark witch's scent throughout the halls of the castle, down hallways and stairs. Enid and Divina arrived Infront of a bronze elevator that led down to the first years dock. Enid choked on a sob. "We...this is were we spent our first morning together," Enid said sadly as Divina rubbed her back in support.

"Then I guess this place means alot to her," The short haired witch said as softly as possible while they stood Infront of the elevator and pressed the button to call it back up.

"She.. she hates it down there," Enid muttered as she and Divina entered the cage and descended.

When they both arrived at the docks, they were met with the scene of Wednesday staring at the Inky black water and Yoko with her arm around the Addams, muttering something that the two girls could not make out. When the cage opened, Yoko's head whipped towards the elevator and sent the wolf a look of rage.

"The hell Divina! What's she doing here?!" Yoko asked her girlfriend, Wednesdays stare never leaving the water but her face contoured into a bitter frown.

"Yoko it's, what happened in the great hall wasn't what it looked like," Divina said. Yoko looked surprised and hopeful as she stood from her place next to Wednesday and walked to the pair.

"Love! please tell me something good. Was Emily just messing with us, please tell me that's what happened because I've never seen Wednesday like this!"

"Shes not Enids girlfriend Yoko. If anything, she the exact opposite, but... I think its best if we give these two some privacy. Enid has a lot of explaining to do and none of it is pretty," Divina warned her girlfriend and took her arm to lead her to the elevator, but Yoko looked not to pleased to leave Wednesday in this state.

"It's ok babe, I promise" Divina said kindly then gave Yoko a short sweet kiss while leading her towards the exit. Yoko looked to Enid and studied her already bruising and tear streaked cheeks.

"You ever hurt her like this again," Yoko was about to finish but stopped her warning, thinking it best just to believe in her girlfriends judgement and leave the two girls in peace.

After the two witch's existed through the elevator, Enid slowly made her way towards Wednesday and hesitantly took the place on the dock Yoko had occupied.

"... She is very pretty Enid. I shouldn't have assumed..." Wednesday said quietly.

"I should have known... I mean you are the image of beauty, of course you already have-, God... I'm such a fool!... thinking that maybe, no it's for the best," Wednesday sighed in defeat.

"Thing and the room were so convinced, but it's for the best. I may not have the highest opinion of Emily McCartney, but she is miles better, she isn't as cruel... as unpleasant-" Wednesday was stopped by Enid pulling her into a near, bone crushing hug.

"Wednesday! Oh Wednesday! stop! Just stop!" Enid wailed.

Wednesdays heart started to stop it's self destruction and ease a bit. Enid pride herself from the dark witch and looked to her with pure misery, "Emily... Emily isn't my girlfriend, she's my bully back home!" Enid admitted.

"When she first moved to Galway, I saw her at the town's square and I thought she was kinda pretty, but... when she found out, she made fun of me and my scars,"

Wednesday stuttered in disbelief and lightly traced a finger over the bruise on her face, "bu-but the kiss! she said you and her had kissed Before," Enid rolled her eyes and looked angry at Emily's actions.

"She was making fun of me! She was talking about when she and Rachel trespassed on our territory a couple of days ago and she kissed me on the side of my mouth to try and convince me to... give her some of my fur for a dare. She thinks I still have a crush on her, but I don't! I swear...I don't like saying this, but I hate her! Shes the reason I don't leave the house, why I don't have any friends... god! I can't even visit the shopping center because of her, I have to buy everything on the internet!" Enid half yelled.

Wednesday blanked at the information, 'emilys not her girlfriend? side of her mouth' The dark witch looked to Enid with pure anger.

"She will be my first 'first degree murder' mon cœur." Wednesday quietly proclaimed, Enid brought her back into another firm hug.

"Absolutely not! If you kill her, you'll be sent to Azkaban and I don't ever want to go there again!" Enid whined.

Wednesday pulled back again to give the wolf a worried look but the wolf pulled her back in. "Da got sent there a couple of years ago for punching an Auror. Its a long story, let's just go back to the room... our room." Enid said as she linked her fingers with Wednesdays and hoisted the dark witch up.

"So... Emily is not your girlfriend?" Wednesday clarify awkwardly as they walked towards the elevator.

"Nope! Absolutely not wends... I don't have a girlfriend." Enid said grinning at the flustered witch. Wednesday cleared her throat while she pressed the button to call the elevator back down.

"So... Your available?" Wednesday asked quietly, playing with the blondes fingers.

"No Wednesday, I'm not available." Enid stated, and before Wednesday could even feel heartbroken, she felt a pare of warm lips on her cold cheek.

"A certain short, dark haired, evil witch has me and my wolfs full attention." Enid whispered.

Wednesday turned to look at the blonde and her heart exploded with joy at the blushing smile, not even attempting to suppress the smile that pulled at the dark witch's lips.

Enid gasped loudly, "OH MY GOD WEDNESDAY! YOU HAVE DIMPLES!?" Enid squealed.

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"Most people have dimples Enid, I don't understand why you are making such a fuss." Wednesday sighed as the pair walked into the room of requirement, sagging as the weight of the afternoon finally started to take its toll. The short witch kicked off her shoes and entered her walk in closet, Changing into a large black t-shirt and shorts.

"Yeah, but, omg Wednesday! Seriously, like no one in the history of ever has ever looked that cute while smiling!" Enid gushed.

The short witch huffed and stomped over to her black bed and crawled under the sheets to hide her blushing cheeks, she almost shouted as she felt soft, squirming fur.

"Oh for god's shakes you pest! Stay on mi hermoso lobo side of the room!" Wednesday scolded the white ferret as Enid took him by the scruff and looked at him sternly.

"Snips! Wednesday needs her beauty sleep, now come on, I need to wipe off the rest of this make up. Not like it did anything," Enid muttered while sitting down In front of her mirror and grabbing wet whips.

Wednesday watch as Enid wiped off the make up to reveal the scars she was so enamored with. While she watch the wolf complete her nightly routine, she felt a pang of self doubt in her chest, 'she...she was just trying to make me feel better.' Wednesday thought while Enid started to walk back to the dark witch's bed.

"Hey, I can tell when your thinking badly about yourself. You do this really cute thing where your brow wrinkles into an 's'" Enid explained while dropping Snips onto the black duvet covers.

"Can I sleep over? I can tell your doubting what I said down there, so I want to show you I wasn't, you know?" Enid asked sheepishly. Wednesdays eyes widened and face burned.

"m..mon cœur! I don't know if I'm ready for that kind of thing!" She whined slightly.

Enid stifled a laugh at the girls embarrassment and crawled under the covers. "God! Not that wends! Like I said, a 'sleepover'. All we'll do is sleep in the same bed, that's all... and cuddle, if you want?" Enid said softly as she held open her arms for Wednesday to accept.

The dark witch growled with frustration as she accepted the Blondes offer and was engulfed in the wolfs body heat, relaxing instantly. "Goodness Enid...your, your body heat is astounding. Is this something to do with you being a truewolf?" Wednesday muttered as she rubbed her nose against the wolfs shoulder, the feeling of sleep fastly taken hold of her.

"Tomorrow wends, just rest," Enid said as she racked her fingers through the loose black hair, feeling Snips climb atop her over the covers and Alfred hopping on to the bed.

"You two better not wake her during the night! especially you! you little trouble maker," She whispered as she scratched the white ferret under the chin who had had made himself comfortable laying across her neck.

"Does this make us..." Wednesday asked quietly as she shuffled in closer to the blonde girl who smiled fondly down at her.

"I know your not use to this kind of thing Wednesday, honestly neither am I so, we can take things as slow as possible. Just know...my wolf is crazy about you, especially your panther form, and I, I used to think McCartney was pretty. But she looks like a blobfish compared to you," Enid yawned, settling herself into the warmth of the short witch she held.

The lights of the room dimmed greatly as the sounds of rain and faint thunder lulled the two girls into a peaceful slumber. Completely unaware of the horror that was taken place deep within the north Forrest and the screams for help that were not heard.

Notes:

dude, the word 'gryffindor' is my spelling kryptonite. holy shit

Chapter 14: Dark Revelations

The next day Wednesday had suggested to visit the village of Hogsmead to visit the popular pub the three broomsticks, telling the blonde girl she needed to go over some of her notes and said the warm environment of the pub helped her focus. But with Enid's presence and the white ferret that kept trying to play with her fingers, focusing on her documents seemed almost impossible.

"Enid, why must this menace join us. I am trying to review the notes Mr Maxwell wrote for me over the summer," Wednesday complained.

Enid grabbed Snips hind legs and pulled him from across the small table they had chosen by a window, "He likes you and wants to play!" Enid exclaimed as she tickled his belly.

"Yes, well YOU play with him! Look he's completely destroyed my hand writing while I was trying to write 'brutely beating' He's a little tornado of chaos." Wednesday muttered, trying her best to flatten the crumpled piece of parchment.

Enid looked at the shorter witch with a look of concern, "I'm sorry who's 'brutally beating' who?" She asked.

"Oh, just some drunken fool a week ago, I have an 'arrangement' with Mr Maxwell of the Leaky Cauldron. When ever he's manning the bar, he writes down anything anyone tells him that starts with 'you didn't hear this from me' or 'between you and me' I then pay him a small fee and he hands over the information. Take for instance, John Deere thinks his best friend is sleeping with his fiancée. Told Mr Maxwell he was going to beat him brutally if it turns out to be true." Wednesday explained.

"Oh! I love gossip! what else did he hear?" Enid asked excitedly as she took a sip of her butter beer.

"Its not gossip bonito chica, it's vital information to aid in my investigations. Like here, he overheard two wizards talking about two objects that were stolen from the ministry a couple of days ago. Both of them being related to 'you know who' " Wednesday said darkly.

Enid paused her playing with Snips at the dark witch's words, "What's up with you guys not wanting to say he's name, he's just a another wizard who was an asshole. Nobody even talks about him anymore," The wolf said nonchalantly.

The three students that sat at the table behind her stopped their game of exploding snaps to look over their shoulders and gawked at Enid's boldness.

"David! Jonathan! Sarah! I don't remember you three being apart of this conversation! that is of course if you want Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to lose house points. You all know the connections I possess," Wednesday warned the students who quickly resumed their game, not wanting to enrage the dark witch any further.

"To answer your question Enid, the reason we don't say his name is because most of wizardkind are cowards, and the reason I don't say his name is because it draws a lot of unwanted attention," Wednesday said while taking a sip from her cup of coffee.

Enid thought for a moment, and tried her best to remember what this wizard did. "Wasn't he like, trying to kill a bunch of muggles or something?" Enid asked.

"Not just killing 'a bunch' of muggles espléndida," Wednesday stated as she finished her writing and stuffed the parchment into a manilla folder.

"He was trying to wipe out all of Mugglekind, he feared that the Muggles were getting too powerful, and if they found out about us, they would kill us all." Wednesday said.

"Hes rise to power was during the height of the cold war between America and Russia, while most of wizardkind was indifferent to the war 'he who should not be named' wasn't. He felt as though the Muggles were going to kill each other with their nuclear weapons, and if they found out about our magical abilities, they would ether enslave us or eradicate us, so he felt the need to wipe them out before that could happen," Wednesday said while watching Enid play with the white ferret indifferently.

"So how did he die?" Enid asked, twiddling her colorful nails for Snips to fight.

"He didn't. He tried killing the minister of magic about twenty years ago at the ministry, but the aurors knew he was coming, he barely escaped with his pitiful life but he wasn't killed. Some say he died shortly after, but mother is convinced he's still out there some where," The dark witch mused. The blonde wolf looked to her with a questioning look.

"Mother was there that night, she helped bring him down but she is obligated to not speak of it. Something about 'sleeping dogs'. The ministry wanted him forgotten as quickly as possible," Wednesday said. Enid looked out the window on to the busy street.

"What was his name again?" The wolf asked innocently.

Wednesday frowned for a moment before ripping off a small piece of parchment, writing down two words and handed it to Enid.

'Lord Crackstone' The small piece of parchment read.

"That's not he's legal name is it?" Enid asked while waving the piece of parchment for Snips to attack.

Wednesday chuckled while taking out another folder from her black leather shoulder bag, "No Enid. I don't believe that is his birth name, would be a bit daft if it was. No, very few knew who he truly was. Even my own parents claim they have no inkling into who he was before his rise to power, even with fathers connections, his true identity remains a mystery," The dark witch said while opening the folder labeled 'case file 8'.

Enid hummed, taking another sip of her butter beer and snatching her ferret before it could jump off the table, "Snips! and were do you think your going?" The blonde girl asked playfully.

Wednesday muttered something about 'robbing the register' when Enid noticed a sketch of something hanging from a tree on the page the dark witch was reading intently.

"Ok, that is SO not the whole 'unicorn thing' you promised me you were going to drop Wednesday!" She said sternly.

The dark witch froze as she realised her mistake, "... It's not the 'unicorn thing' you asked me to drop?"

"Wednesday!" Enid hissed while snatching the folder, looking at the page as if it was the most horrific thing she had ever seen.

"You promised!" Enid fumed.

"I.. I just.. just wanted to make a note of the McCartneys involvement in the affair and the story he told the others mon cœur-"

"Oh! you mean the story about the guy they work for who-" Enid behind her shoulder to check the other students weren't listening

"Who fucking eats people!" Enid whispered harshly. Wednesday looked slightly taken aback at the blondes words, but her shoulders slumped in defeat and looked guilty.

"I'm sorry Enid but... I can't help it! it's just so... intriguing!" Wednesday said.

The wolf rolled her eyes and closed the file and pushed it towards the dark witch, "yeah, you say that now! You won't be saying that when that... thing! is picking you out of he's teeth! I mean it wends. drop it!" Enid demanded.

Wednesday nodded hastily as she picked up the folder and put it away to retrieve a thinner folder labeled 'case file 24'.

While Wednesday skimmed the contents of the case file, Enid watched before speaking, "Right so... I think I should tell you something... and if I'm going to tell you this, you gotta promise not to freak out," Enid said carefully.

Wednesdays head whipped up from her reading and looked to the wolf worried.

"Umm, so like, you know how it was a McCartney in the forest that night? Well I've been kinda scared that Emily's related to him," Enid admitted.

Wednesday breathed a sigh of relief, "The McCartneys are one of the largest wizarding families in great Britain mi hermoso lobo, I wouldnt worry. Take the Addams for example, my uncle Fester is one of few wizards to actually escape from Azkaban. Always a family delinquent," Wednesday said nonchalantly.

Enid froze at the short witch's words, Wednesday smirked. "When we received word he had escaped a year ago, I actually attend a family celebration willingly. He's the black sheep of the family and one of my favorite human currently drawing breath. I'm sure that poacher being related to that wench McCartney isn't anything to be worried about." Wednesday assured Enid and brought her attention back to the file In front of her.

"Yeah but... I lied," Enid admitted while scratching Snips neck.

Wednesdays head once again whipped up towards Enid. "You know how I said that day when Emily and Rachel trespassed on the Sinclair family territory... well they weren't there on a dare and they weren't after my fur," Enid said nervously. The dark witch leaned forward for the wolf to continue.

"... Emily was hired by someone from the ministry to get a sample of my blood." Enid said hesitantly.

There was a long drawn out silence before Wednesday almost jump from her chair and tried to make her way to the entrance of the three broomsticks, but was held back by Enid.

"HEY! HEY! calm down wends!" The wolf pleaded to the enraged witch, who fought hard to make herself free of the wolfs grasp.

"Colombian neck ties! Colombian neck ties for the both of them!" Wednesday hissed angerly while trying to get out of Enid borderline headlock.

The blonde girl blushed at the attention Wednesdays reaction was getting from the intier pub. "Oi ! blondie! Get your gremlin under control!" Mrs Mackenzie yelled fondly from behind the bar smirking.

"Yes Janet! yes I'm trying to, but Wednesday is NOT behaving, Wednesday just calm down! your embarrassing me!" Enid whined to the murderous witch who paused at the wolfs words. Wednesday huffed and relaxed her demeanor.

"I don't know how to feel about not being able to get out of your grasp bonito lobo," Wednesday sighed as Enid plopped her back down into her seat. "But in all seriousness, that is very worrying Enid! Fur is one thing but blood is intierly different! why didn't you tell me from the start!" Wednesday asked clearly concerned.

"I haven't told anybody! I'm telling you because I trust you! If I told my Da what they were after, I seriously doubt Emily and Rachel would have left the forest alive!" Enid whined.

The dark witch scoffed as she crossed her arms, "You should have told him, let him rip them limb from limb. For them to even touch you without your consent but to try and take your blood!" Wednesday said.

"My Da's been to Azkaban once already! I don't want him to stay there for the rest of his life Wednesday!" Enid snapped at the dark witch but composed herself while Wednesday leaned back in surprise. Enid cleared her throat and played with the ferret on the table.

"Sorry... it's a touchy subject, but... I didn't want anybody to get in trouble ok! I just brought it up because I was thinking maybe you know... that 'thing' had something to do with it," Enid clarified.

Wednesday reached across the table and petted Snips head and Enid's hand.

"I doubt it has anything to do with that monster mon cœur. It was probably some idiot from the ministry that knew Miss McCartney was living in the area you lived in and wanted to get a sample for their research" Wednesday said.

Enid suppressed the urge to say 'they were going to pay her a thousand gallons' and instead focused on the feeling of Wednesdays touch.

"Just promise me you won't 'Colombian neck tie' Emily and Rachel?' what ever that means. And in Rachel's defense, she didn't want to go through with it." Enid said.

Wednesday scowled, "Yes well, miss Blunt does actually have half a brain in her head. And when it comes to the Slytherins, she isn't the worst of them,"

Enid was surprised at the girls words, "Really? I've always been terrified of her. I remember one time I bumped into her in a Tesco and she looked like she wanted to rip my head off," Enid said.

"Please tell me that file is boring," Enid asked. Wednesday sighed and took another sip of her coffee.

"It is Enid, just an account of a drunk goblin complaining about a woman taking an ungodly amount of sickles out of Gringotts a couple of weeks ago. Nothing of major interest," Wednesday said lightly.

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As Enid and Wednesday left the Three Broomsticks and strolled down a cobblestone street, the blonde wolf gasped at the sight of a tailors window display. "Oh my god Wednesday look!" Enid said breathlessly as she let go of the short witch and rushed to the window, "Oh it's gorgeous!" the blonde wolf said while staring longingly at a deep red, velvet dress that was displayed on a headless mannequin.

Wednesday joined Enid at the window and looked to the dress, instantly her mind flooded with the image of the blonde in the middle of a ballroom in the deep red garment, holding out a hand for her to join her.

"It is yours if you want it mon cœur," Wednesday stated. Enid stifled a laugh at Wednesdays words, remembering what Yoko had called her the night prior.

"Oh stop it Wends! It wouldn't suit me. And besides what occasion would I ware it?" Enid asked, smiling at the dress.

Wednesday forced herself to not proclaim that she would give the entire Addams family fortune to the first person to find a dress that wouldn't suit the wolf. "Hogswash espléndida, if anything, this establishment should pay you to wear it." Wednesday said as she rejoined their arms.

Enid blushed and looked to the ground smiling, "I don't know if I can ever get used to your complements Wends, but seriously, it's like what? 2000 gallons!? Jesus! what is it made of gold!" Enid exclaimed while Wednesday reached into her bag to pull out a piece of parchment and quill. "Turn around Enid, I need your back."

The blonde girl raised an eyebrow but turned around for Wednesday who placed the parchment up against her back. "What are you doing?" Enid asked the dark witch who started to write on the paper.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm going to send an owl to Lurch to inform him to take out some gallons from one of my vaults in Gringotts." Wednesday said off-handedly. But before she could finish her letter, Enid turned and grabbed the parchment.

"Nope! Nope not happening! I don't care how rich you are, your not spending that much for a single dress for me!" Enid chastised fondly while dragging the short witch away from the window.

"But Enid! Enid not only did it catch your eyes, but it would accentuate them!" Wednesday complained while being dragged away from the window.

While the two wondered the streets of Hogsmead, Enid window shopping and Wednesday trying to sneakily direct them back to the tailors, They spotted a large crowd around a small stone bungalow.

"Hey, what's happening over there?" Enid pointed to the crowd. Wednesday frowned in concern. "I don't know Enid, but it doesn't look good,"

As the two joined the crowd of witch's and wizards, they both heard a voice speaking with authority. "Alright. Come on now back up! Back up!" A bald, bearded wizard in a suit called to the crowd. The man looked surprised at Enid's sudden appearance.

"Oh! Miss Sinclair! Attending Hogwarts this year are we?" Mr Gelston asked.

Enid recoiled, but relaxed when she recognised the voice of the Auror, "Um yeah! Yeah, Mam thought it would good for me." Enid explained.

Mr Gelston nodded, but then looked slightly troubled all of a sudden. "Girls, I think it best if you head back to the castle, this is an active crime scene and we need as much privacy as possible." He stated.

Wednesday immediately tried to shove past the Auror and into the cottage, but was held back by the blonde girl.

"Wednesday stop! Sorry Mr Gelston, she has a problem when it comes to mysterious. Don't make me choke you out Wednesday!" Enid threatened lightly.

Wednesday blushed hard at the girls words and paused. ".....I hate what your words can do to me Enid. What happened here Gelston? a break in?" Wednesday asked.

Mr Gelston sighed, "Honestly, we can't tell what happened, but nothing indicates anything good. Theres signs of forced entry and a slight struggle but nothing adds up. Neighbours didn't hear anything last night and we can't really even pinpoint when it occurred, but it seems the occupants of the house disappeared."

Wednesday leaded to the side to see past the auror and noticed two other wizards inside the house inspecting the living room. "Would you and your lackeys like some assistance in completely destroying the crime scene. Honestly Mr Gremarda, at least put some gloves on before manhandling the evidence." Wednesday said condescendingly at the fimiler man who glared at the blonde wolf.

"Now miss Addams, you know the arrangement I made with your mother, no entry into crime scenes until you've finished your O.W.Ls, now run along girls. Me and my colleagues have much more work to do." Mr Gelston requested while walking back into the bungalow, putting on a pair of latex gloves.

"Let's go Wednesday. No point standing around doing nothing, come on I'm starting to get hungry and I'm craving Winnie's pasta," Enid said while pulling the dark witch away from the house and down a path that lead to the main Street.

"Do people often go missing around here?" Enid asked the short witch that clung to her. Wednesday was silent for a while before answering.

"No...no, i am honestly surprised Mr and Mrs Clark would disappear like that, although Mr Clark did have a bit of a gambling problem and Mrs Clark wasn't that flavored due to her gossiping. I couldn't imagine someone would want them gone that badly. Honestly I believe they fled but with what Mr Gelston said about forced entry and a slight struggle, I'm unsure if that's the case."

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When Enid and Wednesdays returned to the Hogwarts grounds, Wednesday spotted the care of magic creatures professor and games keeper Mr Tweeny tending to a couple of mooncalfs that were kept in the Hogwarts stables.

"Mr Tweeny, I hope your summer holidays were uneventful," Wednesday greeted the grizzled, old wizard who was stroking a particularly old looking calf.

"Wednesday! Nice oh yea to drop by. How are yea!" The old wizard asked while trowing some feed to the mooncalfs.

"Awww! Oh my god! you guys have mooncalfs! How old are they?" Enid cooed while petting one of the younger ones.

"Youngest here's about half a year, oldest is Timmy. Bout coming up on his 15th birthday come December," the old wizard said as he studied the blonde girls scars. "Your the truewolf aren't yea, got some impressive marks there young one. Got a couple myself!" Mr Tweeny said while pointing to a long scar running down the right of his cheek to the bottom of his collar bone.

Enid froze at the man's words but relaxed when she saw his kind smile, "Umm yeah, got them the night I first shifted. I was attacked by wolfs during a hunting trip in America when I was twelve," Enid explained.

Mr Tweeny nodded but looked slightly unconvinced at the wolfs statement.

"How bout you two come and have a cuppa down my way huh. Been a while since you've visited Wednesday," The old wizard asked.

Enid turned to the short witch with a look of surprise. "Why not. Enid if you want, you can head to our room for your meal, I need to talk with Mr Tweeny about hmm. Unicorns," Wednesday muttered.

The blonde wolf looked to Wednesday with an unimpressed look. "You promised me you were going to drop it!" Enid hissed through clenched teeth while clamping onto the witch who followed the old wizard.

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"You two seem close," Mr Tweeny commented as he served the two young girls cups of warm tea from within the warmth of his small hut. It was a modest space that was round in shape and many rabbits and dead ferrets hung from ropes in front of a lit fire place. Enid held Snips who was asleep in her inside coat pocket closer to her.

Wednesday shuffled closer to the wolf, both of them sitting atop a large wooden crate.

"Yes well, Enid is marvelous company. And the fact she has the ability to transform into a giant wolf is a bonus," Wednesday stated while sipping her tea. The blonde girl raised an eyebrow at the confession.

"Speakin of which! Professor Weems tells me your an animagus! Good on ye Wednesday. Didn't hear you were going through the process to become one," Mr Tweeny said.

Wednesday shrugged nonchalantly as she took a sip of her tea. "I wanted to keep it a surprise for my enemies, I'm waiting for the right moment to reveal my form. Hopefully Galpin annoys me soon... although Miss McCartney is at the top of my list at the moment,"

The old wizard snorted a laugh. "Shouldn't go around lookin for a fight Addams. Don't think I forget about having to pop yer shoulder back in place for ya after that mess with Mr Laslow last year."

Enid froze at the wizards words. "Mr Tweeny... could you give me a full description of Mr Laslows appearance and where I can find him?" Enid asked while barely holding back her anger.

"Ha, don't think I should miss Sinclair. Looks like your going to box the head off him if I tell ya. Now then, what have you two been up tah, heard you lot have been here since Tuesday?" He asked.

Wednesday and Enid shared a look. "Mr Tweeny... a couple of nights ago, me and Enid were exploring the north forest, we came across another unicorn." The dark witch admitted.

The wizard gave the girls a worried look. "The north forest! Merlins beard. Must be getting desperate for unicorn blood, who ever their selling to must be getting worse if their hunting that close to the castle," He muttered as he took a seat in a battered old arm chair.

"That's not all, when we were examining the body, the poachers came back to get rid of it. One of them was a McCartney Mr Tweeny," Wednesday explained.

The old wizard let out a bitter laugh. "Recon that was Malcolm, got arrested couple years back for selling hippogriff pelts illegally, but Mr Galpin got him off."

Enid looked to Wednesday confused. "Tyler Galpins father, he's a higher up in the ministry. As corrupted as they come mon cœur," The dark witch told the wolf.

"Aye, stupid old git that one is. Been getting his family off poaching charges for years, sent plenty of complaints to the ministry bout him but... guess my reputation ain't what it used to be," Mr Tweeny said sadly.

"You worked for the ministry?" Enid asked.

"Twenty years in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Main job was preventing muggles getting killed by dragons and the sort. Left in a bit of a break down but could you blame me! Kept trying to tell um something out there were eating muggles in their own homes but nooo, 'your losing yer head!' And 'your getting paranoid in yer old age'. Bunch of fools they is!" Mr Tweeny vented.

Enid paled at the wizards words. "Umm, Mr Tweeny-"

"Thank you for the tea sir, but me and Enid must go. She needs to eat before dinner, growing wolf and all," Wednesday interrupted while standing from the box and leading the confused wolf to the door.

"Ah your right miss Addam, better go and check on the Nifflers myself. Speaking of which, got acouple of thestrals for yea," Mr Tweeny said while holding out a large leather bag. Wednesday accepted it with a nod and the two girls left the hut and strolled up back to the castle.

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"The hell Wednesday! we should have told him about...you know! He could have told the ministry about what we heard about!" Enid complained to the short witch who gave her a very serious look.

"Enid, if I told him that the people we encountered were working for a cannibalistic vampire, he would have gone straight to Weems, and I wouldn't doubt she would put a banned on all students entering the north forest," Wednesday said as they reached the castles main doors.

Enid squeezed the short witch's arm, "But wouldn't that be a GOOD thing!" She whined. Wednesday frowned at the wolfs plight and cupped the blondes cheek.

"I think it best I show you the vivariummi hermoso lobo, trust me, I don't enter the forbidden forest and the surrounding ones for just any reason. Come," Wednesday said gently before a grading voice called out to the wolf.

"Enid! There you are! I was wondering where you were all day! Me and Rachel wanna talk to you in private," Emily McCartney sang as she practically skip towards Wednesday and Enid.

The dark witch spun on the spot and whipped out her black wand and pointed it to the two girls. "YOU! not another step you...you..PUTA! how dare you speak her name when you've caused her so much grief!" Wednesday roared, walking towards the slightest shocked witchs.

"Wha... what the fuck did you call me!?" Emily shouted as Rachel took out her wand at the sight of Wednesdays own.

"And I think I have the right to 'speak the name' of the girl who's obsessed with me. Also you clinging to her like a lost puppy is embarrassing Addams. She's not interested." Emily spat, then gave Enid a sweet smile and held out her hand for her to take.

"Let's go Enid! Let's go have a nice long chat about 'you know what'. You said something about Gringotts last night and I'm DYING to know more," Emily said while shoving past Wednesday but was stop by the dark witch who pulled her into a tight headlock.

"Touch a hair on her head and I'll rip out your eyelashes one by one!" Wednesday hissed.

"Wednesday! wends stop! your going to get in trouble!" Enid pleaded but to no avail. Rachel pointed her wand at the two girls who fell to the ground, wrestling for control.

"Addams! Let her go! Don't make me hex you!" she warned as a crowd started to form to watch the fight. Enid froze at the sight of Rachel's wand pointing at Wednesday who was fish hooking Emily's mouth.

"Rachel... stop pointing your wand at her." the blonde girl warned calmly.

Rachel glanced to the wolf quickly but never lowered her wand. "Tell Addams to let her go! I swear Wednesday, I'll put you in a comma if you don't!-"

The black and white haired girl was shoved to the ground by a giant scarred snout and her vision was obscured by giant, drool covered fangs of the giant blonde wolf towering over her. All the students, including Emily screamed at the sudden appearance of the red eyed wolf and backed away.

Enid transformed back into her human form and grabbed Rachel's collar, unsheathed her claws and raised them above her head ready to strike. "Don't you EVER threaten Wednesday Addams in front of me!" Enid growled.

Everyone was stunned at the girls actions and abilities, some younger students started to cry in fear and older students shield them from the enraged wolf who released the terrified witch and rushed to Wednesdays side. "Are you ok!? Did she hurt you? I swear! I'll fucking skin you if you've hurt her!" Enid roared at Emily who was crawling away from the pair.

"You! Your...HER?!" Emily asked in disbelief. "What the hell!?" The witch shouted as she stood and glared at the wolf and witch.

"HER!? oh so what you can't get me so you just turn to the next girl who shows the tiniest bit of interest in you!" Emily asked while picking up a shaken Rachel, still terrified of the sudden appearance of Enid's wolf.

"She just thought you were pretty McCartney! Personally is everything and you have the personality of a hard-boiled egg!" Wednesday said while glaring at the witch. She then looked around at the group of shocked students, "LEAVE!" Wednesday demanded and the other students scattered immediately at her words.

Enid pulled Wednesday up and glared at Emily and Rachel. "come on Wends, you said something about a 'vivariummi' you wanted to show me, and if I stay here any longer, I don't know if I can control my wolf from doing something horrible," The blonde wolf muttered while dragging the short witch into the castle, leaving the angry and frightened witch's behind.

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When both of the girls entered the room of requirement, Enid dived directly on to the dark witch's bed to muffled her scream of frustration.

"God, I need to control myself! Did you see how I just jumped her! Honestly wends! I really wanted to just-" The wolf gestured, ripping apart Rachel with her bare hands.

Wednesday sat on the side of her bed and became flustered at the thought of Enid covered in the other witch's blood. "querido Dios Enid please, my mind can only take so much stimulation for one evening," Wednesday pleaded, falling backwards to join the wolf who clutched a pillow to her face.

"Gosh! Wednesday I'm so done for, how am I going to survive a whole year without ripping someones head off with you being the most targeted student in the school. All she had to do was point her wand at you and-"

"Calm yourself Enid, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it," Wednesday comforted the wolf while she shuffled closer to the girl.

"...you mean it?" Enid whispered.

The dark witch nodded and tucked herself under her chin to hide her embarrassment as Enid hugged her firmly. After what felt like hours of blissful peace, the blonde girl turned to look over Wednesdays head and spotted the mysterious brown bag Mr Tweeny had given her.

"Soooo, what's up with the bag wends?" Enid asked and looked down at the short witch that was fast asleep in her arms, the wolf gently shook the girl awake. "Hmmm, what bag bonito lobo?" Wednesday sighed dreamily before digging herself further into the warmth of the wolf.

"The bag that Mr Tweeny gave you, also were is the vivariummi you were talking about? Come on Wednesday, if you keep sleeping your going to miss dinner and be up all night," Enid cooed while standing from the bed and pulled the barely awake girl over to the bag in question.

Wednesday grumbled something incoherent and yawned widely, "Room... vivariummi... now." She demanded lightly before her side of the room shifted slightly to make space for a large staircase to form and what looked like a greenhouses entrance appeared atop a balcony that had formed. "Huh? what else do I not know about the room?" Enid asked.

"Oh just like Hogwarts itself Enid, the room is full of secrets and mysteries, now come my pretty wolf, I'm convinced that you will love the surprise in-stored," Wednesday said sleepily. Enid blush while taking the dark witch's hand and let herself be lead towards the vivarium.

After the girls had walked into a gray fog, they were transported to a dark outside space that was lit by a full moon, and when Enid eyes regained their focus, she saw what looked to be about 10 unicorns and hippogriffs eating and playing amongst the dark patch of nature."Oh...oh my god Wednesday! Have you..have you been-"

"yes mi hermoso lobo, I've been kidnapping and holding them against their will." Wednesday stated while watching Enid stroking the head of a pitch black hippogriff.

Enid grinned at Wednesdays words. "Of course you'd word 'saving them and keeping them safe' that way. But seriously Wends, this is amazing!" Enid said in awe of the sight of the rescued animals.

"Yes well... after I found the second unicorn body, I decided to start capturing them and keep them here with this," Wednesday said while holding up the brown bag and held it open. Four adult Thestrals and a calf came flying out, throttling across the grass to the feeding stable.

The blonde wolf grimiest at the sight of the creepy, horse like creatures, continuing to pet the giant black hippogriff.

"The room, as it mostly does, provided me with the additional space to house them. Now do you understand why I didn't want anyone to know about that creature? If I'm banned from entering the north forest or the forbidden forest, these animals will be slaughtered mon cœur. Please understand," Wednesday pleaded while taking hold of Enid hand and placing it to the middle of her chest.

Enid froze at the short witch's words and stared into her deep brown eyes. "Oh Wednesday," She whispered, and even before the wolf could leaned down to kiss the shorter girls cheek, a large sharp beak shoved into her. "Nicolas! damn you and your neediness!" Wednesday hissed while blushing hard.

Enid laughed at the dark witch's frustration and gave her a short, light kiss to her cheek, "He's being needy hmm? And I understand Wends, I don't like it, but if you need to, I understand," Enid muttered into Wednesday ear, the short witch cleared her throat and tried to calm her fast beating heart.

"Thank you my wolf, I appreciate your understanding in my endeavors. JUDIST! stop bothering the Thestrals!" Wednesday yelled to a brown hippogriff that was sniffing and nipping at the young thestrile that was eating from a wooden box.

"Hmmm, you know, I think the grown ones are a bit creepy looking, but the baby's kinda cute." Enid said as she watched the tall thin black horses eat their fill. Wednesday turned to look at the girl and sent her a worried look.

"Enid... you can see them?" Wednesday asked.

Enid looked taken aback, "ugh, yeah... so?" Wednesday looked back to see the feed disappearing into thin air where she suspected the thestriles were feeding.

"mon cœur... I can't see them." Wednesday said. The blonde wolf tilted her head at the shorter witch's confession, "But.. but their right there, how can you not see them?"

Wednesday turned paler then usual. "Enid... I can't see them, because only people who have seen death can see them."

Chapter 15: The Briefing

While everyone slept soundly in their dorms up in the castel, three students wearing black robes trudged through the northern forest, two of them bickering about how late it was and stepping on each others robes in the dark. "Rowan for fucks sake, watch where your going! You're going to put a hole in them!" Tyler hissed to the shorter, brown hair boy.

"It's not my fault! I can't see an inche in front of my face! Emily, why can't we just cast lumos? This is stupid!" Rowan whined, stumbling slightly over a fallen tree branch he had failed to see.

"Oh! go complain to somebody who gives a shit you psycho! And we can't cast lumos because this note told me not to! This guy offered me 1000 gallons for that two timing mutts blood! And Im not going to mess this up! and you dont speak a word Rowan. Dont want him to think i brought along some morons," Emily muttered angerly while tapping the piace of paper with the tip of her wand, a thin sliver line streamed out of it and guided them through the forest.

"So this guy you're talking about. Who is he? And why did he tell you to bring me and somebody else?" Tyler asked his older cousin, who was in a particularly bitter mood.

"He said the job he's got for me needs at least two other people. And i dont know why he asked for you honesty," Emily said as she pushed through another bush.

"And what about me?" Rowan asked, almost tripping once again.

"Because Rachel is getting soft and you hate Addams almost as much as i do. And if this has anything to do with Enids blood, then im going to need you for backup if that bitch starts to get in our way." Emily spat.

Tyler double glanced at the short girl, "Since when have you hated Wednesday more than him? I thought you two just didn't get along?"

The short witch scoffed, "Because... because she replaced me! That mutt should be drooling over me! Not her! Honesty, why does everyone give her so much attention? What does she have that i dont have in spades!" Emily complained. "Im prettier, im smarter, im prettier-"

"You've already said that," Rowan interjected.

"I KNOW THAT YOU CLAUD!" Emily snapped at the boy but took a deep breath to calm herself.

"Just...first she gets seeker in her first year, THEN she totally ruined our chances at winning the house cup. But still, it's always Wednesday this and Wednesday that! Now, even Enids obsessed with her. You should have seen the way they clung to each other, like a newlywed couple!" Emily spat, stomping her way further into the dark forest.

Tyler narrowed his eyes and felt a rage beginning to form in his chest. "What do you mean clinging to each other? Wednesday never 'clings' to anybody. Why the hell would she cling to that!-" Tyler stopped himself and took deep breath.

"Why... would Wednesday cling to Sinclair?" Tyler asked calmly.

Emily glanced back at her young cousin and smirked, knowing fully well why he was asking. "Oh! You didn't hear? Well, it makes sense since Addams left before you showed up. Wednesdays got a new 'interest' Tyler. Looks like the last 4 years of you chasing her around and trying to make her your girlfriend was a waste of time," The witch teased.

"WHAT!" Tyler shouted, his voice ringing through the forest.

"Keep your voice down, you idiot!" Emily hissed.

"The reason we can't use lumos is because the note said not attract any attention!" Emily said while tapping the piece of paper once again to summon the dim silver stream.

"Come on, Emily! we've been walking for an hour. Im sure if anyone was out here, we would have run into them by now. Lumos!" Rowan said and raised his wand from his side. Illuminating his surroundings.

As the three students walked through the forest for another half-hour in tense silence, Rowan started to feel strange, like something else was out there in the darkness.

"So... who is this guy? why did he want Enid's blood? And what's this about a thousand gallons?" Rowan asked as a shiver went down his spine.

"I met him in the village a couple of nights ago. I was walking back from Rachels when he stopped me on the street and asked me if i knew her. He told me that if i filled up a small vile with her blood, he would give me the gallons. Said he worked for the ministry," Emily shrugged, looking out into the woods to try and spot any sign of the man.

"And you believed him? This sounds sketchy, Emily," Tyler muttered as he pulled out a wand of his own as he started to feel like the boy behind him.

"It's fine, Tyler, it's just some 'under the table business', you know how corrupt the ministry is. Now shut it, im trying to concentrate on finding this meeting spot." Emily paused, looking at the guide in front of her that ended in the middle of a small clearing.

The witch looked around to spot the man, but no one was there. "The hell? What's wrong with this thing? " Emily muttered, tapping the piece of paper more violently

"Lumos," she whispered and turned around to see if he was hiding among the trees.

Rowan started to back away from the pair and began to panic, "Ok, fuck this! Come on, let's get back to school, something isn't right." Rowan looked to his left, and through the forest, he saw two orbs in the dark.

The boy pointed the bright tip of his wand in their direction, and suddenly, the orbs grew bright green, and the face of a giant brown wolf growled at him.

"Gu-guys!... i think somebody's here!" Rowan warned. His voice cracking at the terrifying sight.

Emily whipped around and saw the giant creature, "What! A truewolf? Are you-are you a Sinclair?" Emily asked, sweating slightly at the thought of one of Enid's relatives being there.

The giant wolf backed away into the darkness, and a few moments later, a tall bearded man with long brown hair emerged.

"No... aint a Sinclair." he said with a deep, rough voice.

Emily let out a breath of relief, "Thank god. Are you with the guy who sent me this? Did he send you instead of coming here himself?".

The tall man shook his head, "Didn't want to give the actual location in case anyone but you got their hands on that," The man said while gesturing to the piece of paper the girl held.

He then looked to the two other boys who looked to him, fascinated at the nature of the man.

"Common, yer late." He grumbled as he turned and waved for them to follow, disappearing into the darkness once again.

After a few moments of walking in silence, the small group led by the massive man arrived at an old dilapidated, two storied house that looked as if it hadn't been occupied in decades.

As they grew closer, the students noticed a short auburn haired witch who wore a white fur coat smoking a cigarette at the entrance of the home.

"Ahhh, i see you've found our little 'infiltrators' Rodney. Did my navigation charm help make your journey easier, dear?" The witch asked Emily, who stood behind the giant wolf for protection.

"Uhh yeah? Sorry, but who are you? I didn't know the guy who sent the note was working with others." Emily said suspiciously, eyeing the witch who chuckled.

"Diana dear. And im not surprised he didn't mention us. Speaking of which, he's up the stairs and in the first bedroom on the right, his waiting for you. Insisted on speaking with you three alone," Diana said sweetly and flicked her finished cigarette into the dark, then opened the front door for the three students to enter.

"Why you not up there with him? Told you i dont like him being unsupervised," Rodney asked the short witch who turned away with a scowl.

"He got peckish while we were waiting. Also, you know i don't like breathing in the same air as that 'thing' " Diana said, she then turned back to the teens.

"Go on then. And if you need anything, just give us a shout," The witch said while gently pushing Emily through the door and closed it when Rowan entered, leaving them all in total darkness.

While the outside of the home looked bad, the inside looked absolutely terrifying. In the middle of the hallway was a single staircase that led to the second story of the home. The white wallpaper blistered and pealed away from the walls, revealing the rotting wooden boards.

"Christ McCartney, what the hell have you dragged us into?" Rowan whispered to the girl who was looking around nervously.

"It's just a house! It's a creepy one, but just grow a pair and come on." Emily said with a slight waver in her voice as she pointed her wand further into the darkness, walking towards the stair case.

Tyler sniffed the stale air in disgust. "Merlins beard, what is that? I can practically taste it in my mouth!" He said while waving the air away from his nose.

Rowan sniffed the air himself, and before Emily started her decent up the stairs, Rowan grabbed her shoulder to stop her. "Wait! What the hell is that?" Rowan exclaimed while pointing to the steps of the stairs.

Emily lowered her wand to see what the short boy was talking about. "Is that?... is that blood?" Rowan panicked at the sight of the dried, red trail that lead all the way up the stairs.

Emily looked to Tyler, who looked back to her and shrugged his shoulders, both of them starting to climb the stairs.

"Wait! We're... we're going up there?!" Rowan whined.

Emily groaned, "God! If you're too much of a coward, then just stay down here and wait! Or you could hang out with the wolf and witch outside. Bet they'd make great company," She said over her shoulder.

After Emily and Tyler disappeared from view and the light from the witch's wand faded, they left the boy in darkness. Rowan lasted a few seconds before a sound from the living room made him bolt up the stairs after his classmates, who had stopped and stood in front of a bedroom door, staring at the obvious blood stains that continued under the door into the room.

"You sure about this, Emily?" Tyler whispered. Emily hesitated for a moment before reaching for the doors handle and opening it.

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The room was small insize, and had obviously been a child's bedroom in the past. A small book shelf held tattered stuffed animals and children's books, and at the foot of a small bed sat a hunched hooded figure holding open a large picture book.

"This was a muggles home... can you believe it? this close to Hogwarts," He mused while turning a page of the book and ran a slim, boney finger across it. "Wonder where they are now. You ever read one of these? These stories they read to their children?" The hooded man asked the three students. All three of them shook their heads.

"This one here. This one is about a girl who breaks into three bears home while their away. Know what she does? She steals their food, sleeps in their beds, and runs away when they come back. Guess what type of punishment she gets? " He asked the trio who again shook their heads again.

The man tossed the book to his side and rised from the bed. "Nothing... she broke into the bears home, stole their food, slept in their beds, and nothing. No punishment, no consequences for the girl. That's what the muggles teach their filthy offspring, that they can just take whatever they want and get away with it without repercussions."

Emily shuffled her feet and looked to the ground, slightly intimated by the mans appearance. The night they had first met, they were in a public place on a brightly lit street, so Emily hadn't found the man frightening.

But now however, she was in a dark, abandoned house in the middle of the forest with two 14 year olds as back up. A truewolf and a fully grown witch were outside, but she assumed if, for whatever reason things kicked off, they wouldn't be on her side.

"Umm, so... what's the job? Do you need Enid's blood? I know i didn't get it the last time, but I swear this time we'll get it!" Emily asked almost excitedly.

"That was just a test to see if you were up for the job, Miss McCartney. A test that you technically passed even if you didn't get the sample," The hooded man told the girl, standing in front of the three of them, looking down to the short, curly hair boy who hid behind Tyler.

"And who might you be, son?" The hooded man asked kindly, making Rowan stiffen at the sudden attention.

"Rowan sir! Rowan Laslow." the boy squeaked in a panic.

The hooded wizard stared at the boy, but the shadow of his hood obscured his face to the younger witch and wizards. The man nodded and turned to Tyler, looking him up and down. "Your Galpins son, right?".

"Uhh yeah, wait, how do you know my dad?" Tyler asked.

The man didn't answer. Instead, he strolled back to the small bed and sat back down in his previous seat, fiddling with a ring on his finger. Rowan spotted a small door on the left handside of the room that the trail of dried blood led to. "Umm, sir? Wha.. whats in there?" He asked nervously.

The man turned to look at the door in question, then back to the intimated students. "Deer... cut it down yesterday, they bleed a lot more than you'd think. Had to drag it back here to dress it, didn't want anything to try and take my kill from me. Happened a couple of months back with a bear, but that's not important," The man waved the young boys inquiry away.

"What is important... is you three getting Miss Sinclair into the black lake on the night of the next full moon, get her in the lake and we'll take care of things from there." The three students looked to each other before Emily spoke up.

You... you dont want Enids blood? you want her herself?" The girls said nervously.

The hooded wizard noticed her hesitation and raised from the bed again, stalking towards the trio. "What do you three know about truewolfs, hmm? How much has that school of yours taught you about them?"

"They... they're like animagui. They can transform into animals without the whole mandrake leaf thing," Emily said.

"Yeah, true, but what do you know about their first transformation? How it works. They teach you anything about that?" The students shook their heads slowly.

"Figures. Truewolfs are pretty tight-lipped about those kinda things, and if it wasn't for our friend outside, we wouldn't know half of what we already do," The hooded man muttered.

"Truewolfs worship the moon goddess. They worship her just as those who choose to become an animagus do, but their transformation is not only different in the sense of having to prove themselves loyal and devoted, they usually transform for the first time under a full moon between the ages of 14 and 17 years old," The man explained.

"Which is why they cant be trusted! Their just like werewolfs!" Tyler spat.

"Last i heard it, werewolfs can't control their transformations or actions when their a wolf. Truewolfs can, you got something against them, boy?" The hooded man asked Tyler condescendingly.

"Or? is it you got something against our precious, little Enid?" Tyler glared at the faceless wizard.

"Ignore him. He's just jealous that Wednesday likes her instead of him," Emily said while elbowing her younger cousin in his side.

"Wednesday?... as in Wednesday Addams? Festers niece? So thats who that angry little bitch was," The man mused.

"OMG FINALLY! Total bitch right!? Like shes always walking around all high and mighty, just having to be the center of attention all the time! And I mean pigtails? Seriously!? Like what decade do you think we're living in?-" Emilys rant was stopped by the mans fingers snapping in front of her face.

"Hey! We aint here to talk gossip girly. You! Where was I?" The man asked the still frightened Rowan.

"Uhhh... you were talking about truewolfs transforming for the first time."

The hooded man nodded. "Thank you Rowan. As i was saying before i was interrupted, Truewolfs transform on a full moon between the ages 14 and 17 when the moon goddess decides their ready... but there are other ways they can transform for the first time. And in miss Sinclairs case..." The hooded wizard looked to Tyler.

"She transformed prematurely because she was about to die, the moon goddess transformed her to save her life. At the age of 12."

Emily's breath hitched, "Holy shit! Her scars! is that where she got them from?"

The wizard nodded, "Not only was she practically forced to transform into her wolf form prematurely, but the night she transformed was on the night of a blood moon," The man drawled.

"... so?" Emily asked, confused at the wizards statement.

The faceless man stumbled slightly, "Wha-wha- so?! The hell you mean 'so' Do you three have no idea what that means?!"

Emily looked to her companions for answers, but both of the boys looked just as confused. "God! You'd think Hogwarts would hire some decent teachers. Are you three trying to tell me no one ever taught you about blood moons!"

'Christ' The man muttered while rubbing his obscured face.

"Alright... ever hear of an eclipse? That thing were the moon covers the sun and it looks all cool and shit?" The three students nodded.

"Well, when it comes to people who preform certain rituals and certain magic, an eclipse can actually heighten the effects of the rituals and magic if done right. Say you wanna reanimate a corpse with necromancy, preforming it normally, will bring that corpse back to the living for a couple of hours, but under an eclipse, the ritual will be more powerful so the effects could last for weeks, if not months," The man explained.

"But when it comes to blood moons, the effects are the opposite. Theres only ever been a couple of test done when magical rituals and spells are preformed under blood moons, but everytime its been done, horrible things have happened. 1994, Henry Owens drank liquid luck under a blood moon and choked on his own tongue as he slept the same night. 1955, Elizabeth Connors tried to perform the Lady ritual, but it resulted in a miscarriage and her becoming infertile," The wizard listed.

"And in 2021, Enid Sinclair was transformed into her truewolf form. Let me ask yea something miss McCartney, ever notice how Enid barely visits your village? How anytime she interacts with you or other members of wizardkinds, it almost always ends with her being tormented or bullied?" Emilys face grew red at the mans accusations.

"I.. i.. ive never bullied her! I just like teasing her is all!" The short witch whined.

"Yeah... im sure she feels the same way." The hooded man said off-handedly while walking back to the small bed.

"When a truewolf transforms for the first time under a full moon and with the moon goddess blessing, that truewolf is given a gift of good luck and fortune for their and their wolfs future. But in Enids case, she transformed underneath a blood moon without the moon goddess blessings, resulting with her being cursed with bad luck and bad fortune for the rest of her and her wolfs lives."

The three students paused at the hooded mans statement. "Then... why do you want Enid herself?" Emily asked.

The hooded figure turned slight and let the light of the moon flicker slightly off a long, sharp metal tooth. "Because we're gonna free her of that curse,"

The man stated while beckoning Emily forwarded. "Here," the hooded man took off a black stoned ring from one of his thin fingers, and slid it on one of Emilys.

"It will tell yea when we need to talk again. Now fuck off and go to bed yeah?" the wizard said kindly, watching as the three stumbled out of the bed room, just before the closet door begin to shake slightly and a muffled whine came from within.

Chapter 16: A broken pack

"I can feel them staring." Enid mumbled while playing with Wednesdays white and black striped sweater, her head comfortably settled in the dark witchs lap. After the uncomfortable conversation about thestrals and Enids ability to see them the night before, Enid had been in a somewhat sombre mood.

Wednesday lifted her eyes from her notebook to see a number of students looking away hastily, returning their attention to their games and gossip. "If you want, we can return to our room? Honestly, i dont know why you insisted on resting here." Wednesday mused while raking her fingers through Enids hair.

After the two girls enjoyed a quiet breakfast and had a peaceful stroll around the Hogwarts grounds, Enid requested to lounge in the area just before the stairway that lead to the hallway that hid the room of requirement.

"Well, if I'm going to stay here for the rest of the year, then I'm going to need to get used to being around wizardkind. Besides you, I'm still pretty intimated by them, especially when I'm not with you," Enid muttered just before grabbing a crossbow bolt that was about to embed itself into Wednesdays skull instinctively.

Enid jumped from her place on the couch and growled at the other students, who all disappeared instantly from the area. "WHO! I FUCKING SWEAR I WILL KILL!-"

"Pugsley, show yourself before Enid guts an innocent bystander." Wednesday said casually, without looking up from her notebook.

From the large staircase, a tanned, black haired boy ran down with a compound crossbow in his hands to the two girls, beaming at Enid with excitement.

"Woah! You caught that without even trying!" The boy said. Wednesday flipped a couple of pages of her notebook.

"Draw weight and speed of the bolt Pugsley, and dont gawk at her. It's unbecoming."

Enid looked back and forth at the two in disbelief at Wednesdays calm demeanour. "Wends?! Wednesday, he tried to kill you!" Enid yelled before grabbing the boy by his collar and lifting him in the air, causing him to yelp in suprise.

"HEY! WHA.. WHAT ARE YOU DOING! WEDNESDAY!? WEDNESDAY HELP!" Pugsley called out to his sister, who looked on with mischief in her dark eyes.

"Oh, thank you mi hermoso lobo! If it wasn't for you and your reflexes, i would certainly be dead right now." Wednesday thanked with an overly sweet voice.

Enid blushed and looked to the dark witch fondly.

"Of course Wends, i wouldn't let anybody hurt you. Not that you need protection but-" Enid turned back to the frightened boy with murderous intent. "When it comes to little boys who think shooting at girls with a crossbow is a good idea, then I'll gladly-"

"WAIT! WAIT! IM..IM-" Pugsley stammered while dropping his crossbow, waving wildly at the wolf who was growling at him and raising her fist, ready to strike.

Wednesday relished in the sight of her little brother on the verge of a panic attack before she stood from her place on the couch, "Aright Enid, i believe the little vermin has learnt his lesson. Put him down."

"But.. but Wednesday, he just tried to kill you!" Enid looked down at the smaller girl who took the bolt from her hand and pressed the tip to the girls cheek teasingly. To the wolfs suprise, the tip was soft.

"Rubbertips Enid. While i greatly enjoy watching you terrify and traumatise other students, unfortunately for me, this one is my younger brother, so im going to have to intervene this once." Wednesday sighed, clearly disappointed.

"Oh, oh sorry about that." Enid apologised sheepishly to the boy and placed him back down on the ground, then looked down to him with a stern frown.

"What the hell did you think you were doing shooting at your big sister! you could have taken her eye out!... he didn't did he?" Enid asked while cupping the dark witchs face and looked to Wednesdays eyes.

"Of course not mon cœur, your reflexes are far more superior to Pugsleys... which model Pugsley?" Wednesday asked the boy who was picking up his dropped weapon.

"The Man Kung MK-XB58BK! 200 draw weight! 405 fps! Honesty that could be a record for catching it by hand. Wednesday usually just moves her head out of the way but you caught it! Bare handed!" Pugsley beamed up at Enid with an excited smile.

"Oh well, its kinda a wolf thing, i can actually catch fish with my bare hands as well. Wait... You've shot at her with a crossbow before! Wednesday!" Enid turned to the short witch who was writing in her notebook.

"Pugsley could strap concrete blocks to my feet and throw me into the black lake and i would somehow escape mon cœur, believe it or not, ive attempted beheading him with a guillotine but every time i tried, something prevented his demise. Us Addams have tried for generations to find a way to kill each other to no avail, just another Addams family mystery, just like Thing,"

Enid looked back to Pugsley, eyeing him suspiciously. Then sighed as she held out a hand for him to shake.

"... sorry, i didnt know you were her brother. But Im not going to apologise for getting angry that she was getting shot at!" The wolf said.

Pugsley smiled, understanding and shaking Enids hand. "Pugsley Addams! And i get it, i spotted you two at the great feast but-" Pugsley looked at Wednesday who was sending him a warning look.

"I saw Wednesday and Yoko arguing, and the last time i got between those two, it ended with me in the hospital wing," Pugsley lied slightly.

Enid turned sharply to Wednesday, who looked away to admire the stain glassed window behind them.

Enid sighed and turned back to the shorter boy, "how often do fights break out around her? be honest, because we got into one yesterday, and im worried about seriously hurting someone."

Pugsley froze at the girls question. While he and all his family members wholeheartedly embraced truewolfs and their nature, he couldn't lie to himself, he did find them a little frightening.

The only reason he decided to test out Enids reflexes was because the opportunity was to tempting, and after Enid threatening him for simply shooting at Wednesday with a crossbow bolt, and lifting him effortlessly into the air, he shuttered at the idea of getting into a fight with her.

"Uhhh... yeah, you should definitely keep her away from the Slytherin's. Especially Rowan, anytime they interact, it ends badly."

Enid growled at the mention of the boys name. Every time it came up, it seemed like he had it out for Wednesday, and she certainly didn't forget about Mr Tweenys comment yesterday about him dislocating the girls shoulder. "Pugsley... next time you see this 'Rowan' you tell him to stay away from Wednesday. And tell him he should count himself lucky that i dont know what he looks like." Enid warned darkly.

Pugsley swallowed hard, then heared a soft voice whispering "Mon cœur," from his older sister.

When he looked to her, he was met with one of the most horrific sights he had ever seen. His big sister, the most intimidating, most violent and cruel person he had ever known, was staring lovingly at the wolf Infront of him.

Just like how their father stared lovingly at their mother.

"Oh god! Oh god is that going to happen to me! Wednesday! you told me we were able to avoid the!-"

"PUGSLEY! NOT ANOTHER WORD!" Wednesday roared, not wanting the dreaded curse to be mentioned.

Enid whipped around to check if the dark witch was ok, but calmed when she spotted Wednesdays blushed cheeks. "Enid, i need to talk with my brother in private. Would you please give us a moment?" Wednesday asked the wolf.

Enid frowned, and just before she was about to whine about being away from the short witch, Wednesday reminded her of Things unpainted finger nails. "Oh yeah! He's still in our room right?! I bet he'd look great in purple, " Enid gushed as she made for the staircase.

After the two siblings watched and saw the wolf disappear, Pugsley turned to his sister in shock, " Our room?! You two are sharing a room?! You haven't even told me where you sleep! Merlins beard Wednesday," Pugsley muttered while taking a seat on the couch Wednesday and Enid were relaxing on, setting he crossbow aside.

Wednesday sat down beside him angerly and crossed her arms and legs. "She had nowhere else to sleep if she wasn't sorted into Slytherin. The maximum number of students was selected before she was offered a place here. What? Do you expect her to sleep in her common room?!" Wednesday spat.

"But to share the same bed!" A razor-sharp dagger was pressed against Pugsleys neck, but he feared the murderous glare his older sister sent him much more.

"She. Has. Her. Own. Bed!" Wednesday growled, "You and Miss Tanka should learn the valuable lesson of not assuming things! We share a room, not a bed, you fool!" Pugsly nodded slowly as Wednesday retracted her dagger and stored it back up her sleeve.

For a few tense moments, Pugsley pondered over his childhood. Memories of his and Wednesdays shared disgust of their mother and fathers blatant infatuation with each other. How he and Wednesday made a pack with each other that they would never fall for the curse their father talked so proudly about. How when Wednesday wasn't torturing him or testing all types of potions and poisons on him, they would bond over their shared distaine of their parents antics.

And now, that was gone. There was no doubt that the Addams family curse had beaten the one family member Pugsley would have bet a million gallons on wouldn't beat. Wednesday fell to the curse, and if Wednesday of all people couldn't best the dreaded curse, then he himself didn't stand a chance.

"I didn't think you were that close to her, when i saw you two at the great feast, i thought you were just trying to pretend you were interested because she was a truewolf! like you were manipulating her to use her as a weapon or bodyguard, but!" Pugsley looked to Wednesday, who was looking to the floor with a scowl.

"... I lost." Wednesday muttered angrily. Pugsleys face fell into his hands and groaned. "Theres no hope is there, theres no avoiding it, its inevitable. We're going to end up like Father! God, how are we going to go out in public!"

"Easy for you to ask! You haven't fell for it yet! I have to walk throughout the school latched on to her like some love sicken puppy!" Wednesday spat at her brother, her face growing even redder at the memory but couldn't help but smile slightly, and feeling her heart swell pleasantly.

Pugsley gagged at the sickening sight, but then a disturbing thought crossed his mind. "Does she... does she, you know?... your not going to die are you?" He asked.

Wednesday glanced at him. "She doesn't know about the curse. And she won't know about the curse until i tell her! Do you understand!"

Pugsley nodded. "... I confessed to her after the great feast but... I've already contacted mother and father to arrange the funeral, i think i might have a couple of days left due to how my heart is slowly tearing its self apart, i told them it would be best if you heard the news from me." Wednesday muttered as she stared at the ground.

She waited until she heard the sound of her brothers whimpers before she looked to him with risen eyebrows and the faint hint of a smirk.

If Pugsly had been braver, he would have punched her in the arm for pulling such a cruel joke, but he decided he would rather keep his own, so he huffed and sulked instead.

"Nothing is official but, I'm 99.6 percent sure she feels the same way. And i mean it when it comes to the curse Pugsly! I dont want her to feel obliged to return my feelings just because i would die if she didn't! Im going to court her properly." Wednesday stated proudly.

Pugsley thought for a moment before speaking again. "What was it like?" He asked.

Wednesday looked to him in suprise, but then sighed and rubbed her brow in defeat. "Just like father described. The second i saw her i was enamored, i felt the same phantom hand clinch on to my black heart and pulled me to her. At first I was planning on refusing to court her. You've seen her Pugsley, she everything im not-"

"What are you talking about?! shes terrifying!" Pugsley exclaimed in disbelief.

Wednesday almost grinned at her brothers statement, "Oh yes brother, she is terrifying, but only if you threaten me. But besides that she is soft, gentle, colorful, sweet, polite-" Wednesday stopped and frowned.

"-You've only seen her defensive side. But when shes not, she is insecure, passive, fearful and completely terrified of our kind. I haven't investigated further but..." Wednesday paused.

"She hasn't told me how she got her scars, she tells others it was a wolf attack, but i am starting to think a witch or wizard were the cause of them," Wednesday muttered. The younger Addam looked to his older sibling with a look of concern.

Wednesday cleared her throat and the lump that had formed in it, "Anyway... i was determined to find a way to remove my heart physically. I hated the thought of Enid being with someone so difficult, so violent and hateful. For a moment, i even considered..."

To Wednesday suprise, the sound of her brothers chuckle pulled her from her memory of her hypothetical suicide. "At least you're still the same if you thought about ending it that way. But you're going to go through with it? Your going to court her?" The dark witch sighed.

"As you've noticed, Pugsley, she is terrifying when it comes to my safety. Before i saw that side of her, i thought she was too soft, that she couldn't handle my antics, but... i was a fool for thinking that. She is more than strong enough to accommodate my cruel nature. Also, her physical strength is..."

Wednesday shuddered at the memories of Enid crushing a human skull with her bare hands and holding her in an unescapable headlock as Pugsley gagged yet again. The dark witch scowled at her brothers reaction, but ultimately agreeded with it.

The two Addams sat for a moment in awkward silence before Wednesday stood abruptly. "These past few days have been challenging. Everyday i have to deal with these disgusting emotions, but when i look at her," Wednesday paused, almost lost in thought.

The dark witch looked to her younger brother with a rare look of remorse, "I apologise for failing our pack, Pugsley. I failed you, but the curse... It's not too painful. If anything, it's... almost pleasant." Wednesday stated.

"Well, i guess that's something," Pugsley said while standing and retrieving his crossbow. Wednesday watched as he made his way across the room before he turned back around with a mischievous smirk.

"Bet those scars of hers drive you crazy." The young Addams ducked and avoided the dagger that impeded itself into the wooden wall as Wednesday screamed every Spanish swear word she knew.

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When Wednesday entered the room of requirement, she spotted Enid blowing Things painted fingernails. "Knew it! Purple is so you!" The wolf gushed while Thing tapped in agreement excitedly.

"Unbelievable, and you call yourself an Addams," Wednesday muttered as she made her way to her side of the room. Enid rolled her eyes foundly but stopped at a thought. "Wednesday? Come over here," Enid asked, patting a spot beside her on her bed. Wednesday looked to her suspiciously but followed the girls instructions.

The wolf reached into her makeup bag and pulled out a small black bottle, shaking it as Wednesday sat beside her. "I totally bought this on a whim. Didn't think I'd ever open it, but I guess it must be fate," Enid said sarcastically while unscrewing and cracking the seal.

Wednesdays eyes widened when she realised what was about to happen. "No. Absolutely not."

"Oh, come on Wends! It's black! You love the colour black, right? Well... im guessing you do," Enid muttered as she looked to the darker side of the room.

"Enid, while your assumptions are correct, i must maintain some level of dignity." Enid looked slightly troubled for a moment before she held out a hand. "Please... it helps me relax. Im still pretty nervous about tomorrow."

Wednesday instantly gave the wolf her hand.

For ten minutes, Enid skillfully painted the shorter girls nails jet black before the silence started to make Enid restless. "Sooo, what classes are we going to have together? Thing mentioned that two houses share classes and they change throughout the day."

"We have potions, care of magical creatures, and history of magic together. I was hopeful we would attend defence against the darkarts together given your dislike of confrontation, but unfortunately, when i checked the timetables at breakfast, it said Gryfindor and Ravenclaw share that class." Wednesday stated while watching in a mix of disgust and intrigued as her fingernails started to become black one by one.

Enid paused her painting, "Wait... who will i sit with if you're not in class? I know i could sit with Yoko, but you said something about other students who you trust."

"Well... if you're with the Ravenclaws, you could sit with Divina, Pugsley or Ottinger. While my brother is a weak, bumbling coward, and Ottinger is practically the same, both are incredibly intelligent. Also, if you ever need advice on how to manufacture explosives, Pugsley has a natural talent for making them." Wednesday stated as Enid finished her left hand.

Enid looked to her with a bewildered expression, but instead of asking about the shorter witch's brothers antics, she merely sighed and gently took Wednesdays right hand into her own.

"Now, when it comes to the Hufflepuffs, i suggested you sit with Divinas brother Kent. You'll have Charms with him, and when you attended herboligy tomorrow before lunch," Wednesday paused and smirked slightly. "You should partner with Petropolus." Wednesday suggested with a hint of mischief in her dark, brown eyes.

The wolf paused at Wednesdays look and eyed her for a moment before finishing the shorter witch's pinky. Enid closed the black nail polish and placed it back in her makeup bag. She then took Wednesdays hand again and started to message it gently

"What if... what if you and Yoko aren't in class when im with the Slytherin's?" Enid asked, slightly nervous at the aspect of being with being alone with the dreaded house.

Wednesday savoured the blonde girls' touch before answering. "You can sit with Barclay and Thorpe. I believe I've mentioned them before? Barclay is the Slytherin's Quidditch captain and my duelling partner. Thorpe is her boyfriend, and both can be a bit insufferable at times, but I'll talk with them and the others. And Enid, if anyone gives you any trouble, you come straight to me or miss Tanaka, understand?"

Enid nodded and looked to the dark witch in front of her with a passive look, thinking about the things that could happen throughout the school year, before a growl came from her throat. "As long as you do the same. 'Broken noses and dislocated shoulders'. And what's with this Rowan guy? Why does he got it out for you so bad!? What happened between you two?" Enid asked.

Wednesday noticed Enids hand message started to increase in presser and suppressed the groan that started to build in her chest at the pleasant feeling. "His mother had a vision of a dark figure crushing his glasses and killing him with their bare hands. Me and him got into an altercation in our second year, i grabbed his glasses and crushed them in my hands after i found out he was one of the Slytherin's that stole Miss Maltons 'teddy bear' Miss Grant mentioned at the Leaky cauldron, we got into a fight and i put him in the hospital wing. After that altercation, he's now completely convinced I will be his demise."

Enid huffed and dropped Wednesdays hand, clearly annoyed. Wednesday raised her other hand for the wolf to take but then blushed when she realised Enid wasn't asking for the other.

Enid noticed and smiled bright. She then held her hand out for Wednesday to take and started the message the pale, tanned flesh of the dark witchs hand.

"Ok... ill be honest, i would be pretty annoyed if i wore glasses and someone crushed them infront of me. But if someone stole Lyontt from me and hid him in a gaint castel, then a student spent a whole night trying to find him and returning him to me, i know i wouldn't feel bad about a pair of broken glasses... also-" Enid paused and grinned at Wednesday slight, her cheeks redding a twinge.

"Id think that student was abit like a certain superhero i know." Enid said teasingly.

Wednesday rolled her eyes, but let a small, amused huff out. "While i do admire his dedication to bring justice to those who have been wronged, i assure you Enid, i would never stoop so low as to dress myself as a bat."

Notes:

bit of a short chapter, but i felt the need to have Wednesday and Pugsley have a talk before the year officially started.

Chapter 17: The first day of a new year

At last, the first official day of the school year had arrived. After a not so gentle awakening from her slumber by the room of requirement shaking her bed to the point of her falling to the hard wooden floor, and scolding the short, dark witch for pulling another all-nighter to pour over various files, Enid hastily made her way down the castles hallways towards the great hall. Dragging a half-asleep Wednesday behind her by the wrist.

"Calm yourself, Niña bonita. We have plenty of time before our first lesson of the day. The room has always been a bit of a worry wart when it comes to being punctual." Wednesday yawned.

The blonde wolf huffed while dodging a small group of first years who looked to have become lost in the sea of students.

"Yeah, well, look, the last thing I want to happen on my first day is to be late to my first class AND miss breakfast. Seriously, Wends, you haven't seen me hungry! It's embarrassing." Enid whined, dodging yet another group of students, all of whom scattered at the sight of Hogwarts most notorious individual being led by the scarred faced girl.

As the two girls turned a corner to head down a set of stairs. At the bottom, a large group of students and resident ghosts had gathered around a familiar, portly ghost in a top hat gliding around the newest member of the faculty.

"After all these years, and you're still as annoying as when I left. Come on now everyone. Off to the Great Hall with you, nothing to see here." Professor Fitts spoke with an air of authority to the crowd that had formed, turning to speak with a grim looking spector who was covered in long, hanging chains and silver blood.

Wednesday walked down the steps, pushing past a couple of older students to sidle up to a particularly elegant looking ghost who watched the scene tiredly.

"Sir Nicholas." Wednesday addressed the ghost formally.

Sir Nicholas merely hummed and nodded to the short witch before letting out an exasperated sigh. "Miss Addams. I hope your summer holidays were enjoyable,"

Wednesday shrugged her shoulders, both being too occupied with watching Professor Fitts trying his best to escort the students away from the chaotic poltergeist to notice Enid shuffle up to them.

"That being said, anything would be more enjoyable them spending the afterlife in the company of that rascal. He's been getting more brazen lately, you know, keeps singing about 'something in the air!' And 'oh how this year will be delightful!' Even the Barons having a difficult time calming him down! Too giddy, far too giddy for my liking." Sir Nicholas stated, shaking his head that tilted to the left ever so slightly.

Enid grasped Wednesday’s elbow, shrinking herself in the hopes of not being noticed and deliberately shielding the left side of her face with the dark witch's shoulder. 'God, I definitely didn't use enough foundation before leaving' she thought while remembering the first time she encountered Peeves.

"Yes, well I have been trying to convince the headmistress to let me eradicate him from the castle-"

"Please Miss Addams. Peeves has been here longer than I have. You’re not the first and certainly won't be the last student that wishes for him to be banished," Sir Nicholas chuckled before finally noting the taller, blonde girl.

"Well, I'll be a monkeys uncle! You must be the wolf everyone’s whispering about!" The ghost asked excitedly in a low voice, his grey eyes sparkling with joy as he looked to Enid.

"I say, when I heard about a Truewolf not only attending Hogwarts, but also being sorted into Gryffindor! Ha! Almost didn't believe the Fat Lady," The ghost shook his head fondly.

"She’s always been a bit excitable and tends to exaggerate things,"

Enid shuffled and looked down at her feet before nudging Wednesday’s shoulder. " umm... Wednesday? Can we-"

But before the Enid could finish her question, a loud, high-pitched gasp rang out through the air. Catching everyone’s attention.

When Enid, Wednesday, and Sir Nicholas turned, they saw that peeves the poltergeist and Professor Fitts had spotted the blonde scarred girl. "OH! WELL, LOOKY, LOOKY! IT'S LITTLE WEDNESDAY AND HER PET, SCARFACE!" The poltergeist shrieked with delight, relishing in the sight of Enid’s face growing red with the sudden attention.

A tense silence fell over the crowd, and all eyes darted over to the two girls. Enid froze stiff, clenching and digging her claws into Wednesday’s arm while the former glared at the Spector, slowly reaching for her wand inside her black robes.

"PEEVES!" Professor Fitts roared in outrage. "You can say what you like about me, but I will not tolerate that sort of name calling when it comes to students! Now go find a coat rack to torment or the Headmistress will be called!"

The Professor turned to the grim looking ghost once again and muttered something the two girls couldn't quite hear, but when the ghosts scowl turned into a nasty grin, they suspected the Professor was giving him suggestions that the poltergeist wasn’t going to enjoy.

"Yes... I agree Mr Fitts, peeves would look rather pleasant stuffed inside one of the storage room cupboards," The bloody Baron drawled.

Wednesday smirked as she watched Peeves shiver before blowing a raspberry into Professor Fitts face, then soaring over the students’ heads and disappearing behind a large classroom door.

"Well... looks like Mr Fitts still has his bearings. He was rather chummy with the Baron back in the day you know," Sir Nicholas said.

Wednesday finally turned to look at Sir Nicholas with a raised eyebrow and a slightly sour expression.

"You told me the Baron never associated with the student body."

The ghost chuckled and shook his head, which tilted and fell to one side being held on only by a thin hinge of flesh, revealing a gory stump where someone had tried and fail to decapitate him fully.

"Oh Miss Addams, I only told you that to cheer you up. You may not be a Gryffindor, but I dislike seeing any student being as dejected as you were when the Baron told you to leave him be-"

Sir Nicholas and Wednesday turned at the sudden movement of Enid's limp body collapsing onto the floor.

"My goodness! Is she alright!?"

Wednesday let out a sigh as she reached into her robes and pulled out a small white capsule, snapping it in half and lowering herself to the wolfs face.

"I suppose it would have been wiser to introduce yourself with your nickname to soften the surprise, " Wednesday muttered, waving the strong, smelling salts under Enid's nose.

When Enid had regained consciousness, she, Wednesday and Sir Nicholas made their way towards the great hall with a group of first year Gryffindor’s trailing behind them like blind followers after the residential ghost had promised them a quicker route to their breakfast.

"-and that’s when I found her! Pouting and sulking behind the one-eyed witch’s hump. Took me quite a while to convince her to stop hiding. She had quite a tough time making friends her first year, so me and her spent countless evenings wondering the halls-"

"I was not hiding!" Wednesday spat, shifting the weight of the still drowsy Enid who clung to her side.

"Oh! Of course not, Miss Addams." Sir Nicholas said, floating to a halt in front of the great halls entrance, then turning to address the younger students who still looked weary of the blonde wolf.

"Now then you lot, run along now, and do give the roasted tomatoes a try. They were my favourite part of breakfast when I was still alive." The ghost lamented as he gestured to the doors.

The first years rushed past the two girls, and just before the last student left, the smallest of the group bumped into Enid’s side accidentally. The young girl toppled to the ground and gave the blonde girl a look of pure fear, terrified at the wolfs potential reaction at being touched.

"Sorry!" The girl squealed, then scrambled to stand and rushed right through Sir Nicholas to join the rest of the young Gryffindors at the front of the long table.

"Please mind your surroundings, Miss. Alas, fallen once again on deaf ears," Sir Nicholas sighed as he watched the girl rush away. Wednesday rolled her eyes at the ghost’s comments.

"Those looks aren't going to stop anytime soon, are they?" Enid sleepily whimpered, her head leaning on top of Wednesday’s own.

Wednesday turned to the taller girl with a troubled look. While she herself loved the looks of terror other students gave her when she marched down the hallways in-between classes, the whispering and hushed comments she would overhear every so often that stroked her slight ego and cemented her notorious reputation in her own mind.

She reminded herself that Enid didn’t feel the same. Enid didn’t want the same kind of reputation she enjoyed, Enid didn’t enjoy the looks of terror or the whispers she most definitely would overhear in the coming months, especially with her heighten senses.

"Oh, don't look so glum, Miss Sinclair! I'm sure your and Miss Addams row with those Slytherin girls will become old news rather quickly. And first years are always a bit skittish on their first day of classes, smaller fish in a bigger pond or so they say,"

Enid jolted to attention and looked mortified at the memory of her actions, she had been hoping the fight wouldn't have been too much of a gossip subject, but if a ghost had heard of her outburst, then no doubt the whole school would have been talking about it.

Wednesday gave Enid’s arm a comforting squeeze. "Let your mind ease mi maldición, like Sir Nicholas said, those foolish students will find a new subject to stick their noses into."

Enid looked down and smiled weakly at the girls attempts to lighten her mood. And before she could say a word, Wednesday’s head whipped around to glare at the ghost who was smiling coyly down at the two.

"And what are you smirking at, you old sod?!" Wednesday snarled, thinking to herself that she had been seeing that particularly, condescending smile on too many people’s faces as of late.

Sir Nicholas barked out a laugh and started to glide away down the hall, turning slightly to send one final smile towards the girls. "Oh... I was just reminiscing, you truly are your father’s daughter, Miss Addams."

Wednesday turned and signalled for Enid to close her eyes and cover her ears as she fished her wand out to put the ghost in his place. Sir Nicholas shook his head fondly, it falling to the side once again, then passing through one of the hallways display cases just before being struck by the dark witch’s spell.

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The great hall was absolutely bursting with energy when Wednesday and Enid entered. All four, long tables were abuzz with movement and noise. From students who were stuffing their faces with baked beans and toast, to older students who were drinking mugs of hot coffee and scribbling furiously on pieces of parchment with ink quills as their friends laughed, yelling wrong answers on purpose to mess with their friends who foolishly left their summer work to the last possible minute.

Wednesday spotted, then leaded Enid to the end of the Gryffindor table where Divina and Yoko were sitting. Yoko had her head in her hands, trying her best to keep her attention on the book in front of her while her girlfriend sat with her arms crossed.

"It’s your own fault, no point and moaning about it now. If you had just followed the notes I gave you when I visited you last, you wouldn't have to do this last minute." Divina stated while sipping on her cup of tea.

Yoko whined loudly, but perked up when she noticed Wednesday and Enid sit down across from them.

But her grin faltered slightly at the kind smile and small wave Enid sent her. "Hey... sooo, listen Enid... I've been meaning to talk to you... " Yoko stated.

Enid's stomach dropped, and she felt the familiar pang of anxiety in her chest. She looked over to see Wednesday’s reaction, but instead, saw the girl concentrating on pouring herself a large cup of coffee and setting up a large plate of breakfast.

"At the Opening feast... those things I said. Divina explained, and i just wanna say-"

"Oh! No, you don’t need to apologise." Enid let out a sigh of relief. "You were just being a good friend to Wednesday. Its fine, honestly."

Yoko frowned, thinking about the things she had accused Enid of. But when she remembered how Wednesday looked when Emily had interrupted their dinner, chasing after her down the halls all the way down to the first year’s docks and comforting the short girl on the pier, she felt a spike of anger.

Yoko had known Wednesday for almost four years now and had considered the young Addams as her best friend for three of them. But she had never seen her like she had that night, and it scared her greatly. At one point, she even considered dragging Wednesday to the infirmary when she started to turn paler then usual and mumbling under her breath about her heart.

"Well... still, I shouldn't have shouted at you. It’s just, I've never seen Wednesday that upset-"

"Everything is sorted Tanaka! No need to defend or justify your assumptions or your actions," Wednesday piped up quickly, trying her best to shift or preferably end the discussion, but Yoko still felt the need to apologise.

That night, when Divina had led her to the Gryffindor common room to give the two girls some privacy and to calm her girlfriend down, Divina had told her what Emily had said. How she was Enid’s tormentor back home and how she had gotten physical with the poor wolf the second Yoko and Wednesday had left. How Enid was terrified, how she cried and asked Divina why did these things always happened to her. And when Yoko thought about that question, paired with the scars on the poor girls face, she dreaded to think about the things Enid had gone through in the past, and there Yoko was, accusing her for leading girls on and being a malicious person.

"It's fine, I'm used to it. THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT! I mean- I mean it’s just... whatever! Let’s just put it behind us. Can we... please?" Enid asked, holding her hand out to Yoko too shake.

Yoko was taken back by Enid’s comment and outburst, but decided it best to move past it for the time being and accept the wolfs offer.

"So, what have you two been up to? We haven't seen you guys since that night, and I’ve heard there was some kind of fight with that Blunt girl? That true? You two promised me you'd try and keep your heads down this year, don’t think for one second I’ve forgotten about the shrieking shack situation." Divina said crossly to Wednesday and Yoko.

Wednesday rolled her eyes before settling a large plate of bacon and eggs in front of Enid.

As the four girls sat and ate their breakfasts while discussing what they had gotten up to in the past two days, Enid started to notice a light flapping sound that, over the course of a few minutes seemed to grow louder and louder until countless owls flew through the large windows, all of them carrying parcels and letters for the students below.

A large intimidating, great horned owl landed in front of Wednesday. Expertly avoiding her mug of coffee she had just poured for herself. The owl scowled while lifting its left leg for Wednesday to detach the rolled-up newspaper and small pile of letters, all addressed to the young Addams.

Wednesday grabbed the paper and tossed the letters to the side, she then reached inside her school robes to pull out a large, live rat that squirmed and squeaked to be spared.

"Gracias Theodore," Wednesday drawled while she watched the large owl snatch the rat with its razor-sharp beak, then snapping its neck in one swift motion.

"Gosh Wednesday, do you have to feed him live rats? It’s so gross,"

The dark witch glanced at Divina, who looked put off her breakfast from the morbid display. "Oh hush, Divina. It’s not like I'm feeding him live children, am I? I believe it’s the smell that puts him off those-"

The large owl took flight off the table while Wednesday flattened out the newspaper to quickly scan the headlines for any interesting stories or updates, but to no avail. If anything, it seemed like the wizarding world had become quiet. Suspiciously quiet, like some kind of calm before the storm.

She turned a page and turned it to the side to read a short collum when she noticed the pile of discarded letters shift slightly, as if a small creature had buried itself in the pile for warmth. But her mild curiosity and annoyance turned to dread when she spotted the shaking corner of a dark, pink letter.

"Ohhh Wednesday~ you got another love howler, can I open it~" Yoko sang, reaching for the howler but pulled back when a clawed hand grabbed the letter with a violent snarl.

"Love howler? Another love howler? just how many 'love howlers' are you getting sent?" Enid asked casually, trying her best to force her fangs back into her gums. She glanced at the girl beside her, but was shocked to see Wednesday wasn't blushing or acting embarrassed at the letter.

She looked completely petrified.

"Enid... please hand me that letter." Wednesday asked calmly while holding a shaking hand out.

"It’s probably just from the W.A.F.C Wednesday, fucking relax... seriously, stop doing the barely breathing stuff, you know that freaks me out,"

Enid whipped around to glare at Yoko. "W.A.F.C? What’s that?"

Yoko smirked, linking her fingers together and resting her chin atop them. She shot Enid a smirk and suppressed her groan from Divina’s firm side kick to her calf from under the table. "Yoko, you are playing with fire," Divina warned

"The W.A.F.C is the Wednesday Addams fan club of course. Formed after our second year. You should see the amount of valentines’ day cards she gets, its actually mental. How many last year Love? Fifteen?" Yoko asked Divina who huffed.

"....it was fourteen, but that’s not the point-"

"FOURTEEN!" Enid roared, but then calmed herself with a deep breath when she spotted several students look over at their antics from other tables.

'Fourteen!? Like I totally get it but- fourteen!' Enid thought in a panic, but when she looked down to the struggling letter, she thought of something.

"What kind of student sends a love howler-"

"Enid, the howler is addressed to me so-"

"Wouldn't you want that kind of thing to be private-"

"Happened once before, Tyler thought it would be romantic, and different." Yoko chimed in.

"What?!"

"Enid, please calm down. He wanted to ask for me to accompany him on a midnight stroll two years ago, but that doesn't matter." Wednesday stated as she pulled her wand out.

All was silent for a moment, Enid was slightly stunned at the sudden appearance of a wand, Yoko's smile was slowly fading as she started to realise why Wednesday was so terrified and Divina planted her face into her hands, then covered her ears.

And Wednesday was battling herself on what to do. She had faced plenty of moral dilemmas before, but nothing as severe as this. On one hand, she could easily hit the letter from this distance, a simple smouldering charm and the letter would go up in flames in an instant, and barely so much as warm the wolfs hand as a result.

But on the other hand, all Wednesday had to do was glance at Enid’s eyes, and her decision was final. It was too late to reach out and snatch the howler now, and she wouldn't even entertain the thought of pointing a wand directly at Enid in that way.

So Wednesday stashed her wand away, straightened her tie and braced herself for what was about to happen.

And just as the howler slipped from the wolfs hand and started to rip itself open on the table, Yoko chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh yeah... He sent one as well once, didn't he."

The howler flew into the air and shot Wednesday a love sickened grin. "MY LITTLE SCORPION! YOU'VE FOUND THEM! OH, MY BEAUTIFUL LITTLE STORM CLOUD! MI PEQUENA HA ENCONTRADO EL AMOR DE SU VIDA!" Gomez's voice rang out loudly throughout the great hall.

>

Wednesdays bitter grumbling and Enid’s embarrassed apologies didn't end until the shorter girl held the door open to the potions classroom for the blonde wolf.

The classroom was dark and damp, due to it being held in the school’s dungeons, and the smell of the various ingredients that were stored on the numerous shelves almost made Enid flinch.

"At least we're getting the worst class out of the way." Wednesday muttered before choosing a table with two stools and a standard cauldron quietly bubbling away at the back of the class.

"Why is this the worst class?" Enid asked, sitting on the stool Wednesday had pulled out for her and taking her black robes off. After seeing how loose students took the schools uniform rules at breakfast, Enid felt a little silly for checking the angle of her tie numerous times that morning while making sure not to knock any poor students over as the two girls made their way to the main hall.

Wednesday flopped down and check her precious pocket watch for the time. "Professor Thornhill teaches this class, remember?"

Enid paused for a moment, "... ah bollocks!" She whined, gripping the shorter witch's hand under their shared table. For a brief time, she had forgotten all about the dreaded witch and the situation surrounding her.

After the rest of the students piled into the classroom and took their seats, Professor Thornhill strolled through the door and stood before, wearing a kind, warm smile.

"Good morning, everyone. Before we start, I would like to bring a couple of things to attention. Firstly," Professor Thornhill shot a glance at Wednesdays and Enid’s table and give the pair a quick smirk. "Mr Kennally! Over the summer break became an uncle! Congratulations, David, and do give my best to Stephanie when you see her during the next break."

A taller boy on the other side of the room looked slightly surprised but pleased at the Professors kind words and thanked her.

Professor Thornhill walked slowly around the class, giving students quick nods and warm smiles, but Wednesday knew all too well what she was doing. It wouldn't have been the first time she had pulled this sort of routine, to slowly stalk the room and savour the feeling of power she felt, the power of authority.

Wednesday focused on the feeling of Enid’s hand to stop herself gagging at the fake display of affection and interest.

And after five minutes of congratulations of returning to school, small talk and questions on how their summer holidays went, Professor Thornhill returned to the front of the class to address them once again.

"And of course, how could we not address the biggest change to our lovey place of learning, that being of course... you dear~" Professor Thornhill said in a sugary, sweet voice to the blonde wolf, who stiffened when she looked her dead in the eyes.

"... like a dolls eyes." Enid whispered breathlessly.

Wednesday sent Enid a puzzled look at the bizarre statement before turning back to Professor Thornhill and scowling.

"Miss Sinclair... could you come up here and introduce yourself?"

"Thornhill, are you planning on tormenting us with your embarrassingly basic knowledge of the art of potion making? Or are you just going to waste our time with small talk?"

"Miss Addams." Thornhill stated. "I don’t believe I was talking to you. Miss Sinclair, please don’t make me beg. Would you be as kind as to join me and tell us a little about yourself?" Thornhill gestured to her vacant side.

Enid rose shakingly, just barely registering Wednesday’s soft words of comfort. She walked towards the Professor with her heart feeling as if it was about to break out of her chest. Her wolf whining in protest as she took her place next to the professor and looked out to the rest of the class.

"Umm..hell-hello, my name is Enid. Uhhh, I'm from county Galway, I live near the sea with my Mam and Da... " Enid paused to look to Thornhill, who gave her an encouraging nod, telling her to continue.

"I have three older brothers... they all live in London, but my family is originally from Greece-"

"Did you really try and eat Rachel?" One of the Slytherin girls blurted, her face pale and was staring at Enid as if she was a ticking, time bomb.

Enid blanched. She knew at some point the fight was going to be brought up, but she had hoped it was going to be brought up in a more appropriate place. Not while standing in front of an entire group of students.

"Now, now, let's not put Miss Sinclair on the spot. I'm sure it was just a little scuffle. Wasn't it dear," Thornhill asked Enid in a motherly tone. "Now I must ask dear, this-" Thornhill asked while lifting the pink strap that was hanging across Enid’s shoulder.

"This strap for your wand... do you have a habit of misplacing it? Or is there another reason?"

Enid’s whole body started to tremble at the witch’s proximity. She took a deep breath to calm herself. "Its.. we've always done this...it’s like a tradition-"

"Tradition. Tradition of whom?" Thornhill grinned down at the blonde wolf. Enid looked around the classroom to see the looks on the students faces.

Most of the students wearing Gryffindor coloured ties looked on with interest, some even whispering to each other about the rumours that surrounded the girl. But the Slytherin's looked at her with a mix of anger, disgust, indifference or fear.

Enid looked to the back of the class and spotted Yoko giving her a thumbs up and a firm nod, telling her she was doing fine. But when she glanced towards Wednesday, she saw the dark witch staring at the Professor. It almost looked as if Wednesday was attempting to cause Professor Thornhills head to explode by sheer mental force alone.

"... Truewolfs." Enid muttered quietly.

Professor Thornhill raised her hand to silence the classroom from the loud whispering and the rapid fire questions that was being sent her way.

“Can you speak to normal wolfs?”

“Do you guys hunt your own food?”

“Did you get into a fight with a bear? Is that how you got those scars?”

“How many people have you killed!?”

What little colour that was left in Enid’s face drain completely at the sudden barrage of questions. She whipped her head, back and forth, not knowing which question to answer first.

But sudden, a loud, sharp bang from the back of the classroom silenced everyone, stealing all the attention from the blonde girl.

“Miss Tanaka! How many times must I tell you not to fiddle with your cauldron before the lesson begins! merlin’s beard that girl,” Professor Thornhill muttered before turning and giving Enid a quick smile.

“Truewolfs you say? Ahh yes… Truewolfs. One of the wizarding world’s most alluring and secretive groups, a group of wizardkind who find it necessary to separate themselves from the rest of us, as though we were the threat. Well, I can tell you all, and you Miss Sinclair, that is not the case.”

“Thornhill!

“Miss Addams. Speak out of turn one more time and you will be spending your free time polishing each and every vile in this room for a month.” Thornhill warned Wednesday, who was twisting her clinched fists underneath her table, trying her hardest not to jump from her seat and attack the professor who was purposely putting Enid in such an uncomfortable situation.

“You see everyone, I knew a ‘Truewolf’ myself once. Oh yes, I once knew someone who possessed the abilities that miss Sinclair here possesses. And I can say with great, great confidence, that we are not the threat. Truewolfs are incredibly powerful individuals, and their abilities should not be taken lightly.” Thornhill paused, almost as if she was remembering a memory that disturbed her, but she quickly recovered.

“Which is why you must be careful Miss Sinclair. You have a vary rare ability and a powerful ability at that. You must be mindful; we are not as… durable as you…”

A chill ran down Enid’s spine at the professors warning and the sound of her voice. She looked out to her new classmates and saw most of them looked to her with a mix of fear and distrust. The only two who didn’t were Wednesday and Yoko, and although Yoko did look slightly disturbed, even at distance, Enid could tell that look wasn’t directed at her.

“Now then!” Professor Thornhill declared while clasping her hands loudly that made Enid flinch. “Thank you, Miss Sinclair. Why don’t you return to your seat so we can start the lesson.”

>

After 40 minutes, Wednesday burst out of the potion’s classroom in a rage, scaring a poor group of passing by first-years. “How dare she!” The dark witch hissed.

“I am not one to run to authority figures in times of outrage, but how dare she! Putting not only a new student, but you! Infront of everyone and borderline interrogating you?! Ohhh she will suffer!” Wednesday grounded out while pacing back and forth, thinking of countless ways on how to remove the professor’s eyelids without her losing consciousness.

Enid and Yoko joined the shorter girl as she headed towards the history of magic classroom, trying to calm her down. But the anger in Wednesday’s chest was scorching her entire being and clouding her mind, to the point of even ignoring the wolfs words for the first time since they had met.

“She’s dead… Juro que esa perra estúpida se ahogará con su propia sangre!”

“WEND!” Enid shouted, finally grabbing the dark witch’s attention. When Wednesday took in her surroundings, she noticed they were outside their next classroom, she also noticed a painting of a witch looking at her as if she had just threatened her life.

“Not you!” Wednesday scowled to the painting and herself, remembering some of the paintings were bilingual.

“Wednesday just calm down, ok? I’m alright, see? Don’t get so worked up… your scaring me a little,” Enid admitted, which calmed the angry witch down in an instant.

Wednesday turning and clasped the wolfs hands in her own and looked deep into her bright blue eyes, searching for any amount of fear but found none, much to her heart’s relief. “Forgive me, mi hermoso lobo, but just hearing bruja repugnante speak fuels my anger like a burning cathedral, to see her torture you like that- “

Wednesday was silenced by a firm, warm embrace that warmed her to her very core. Calming her and erasing the dark, gruesome images of bodily harm from her mind.

“Starting to wonder which ‘abilities’ Thornhill was talking about back there.” Yoko snorted while taking in the bizarre site of the two.

Just a couple of days ago, had someone told Yoko that Wednesday of all people, would become a love sickened, whipped Simp like her father, Yoko would have laughed in their face and call them mental.

But as she watched the pair fawning over each other, she couldn’t help but smile at the two. And she couldn’t help but think of all the things she was going to use to take the piss out of the both of them when the other wasn’t around to kill her.

While potions had been a rather unpleasant, stressful, and frightful experience for Enid. She was relieved to find out, that out of every class that was offered at Hogwarts, history of magic was unanimously agreed to be the most boring, slowest, and most sleep inducing class in the entire world.

And Enid couldn't have been more thankful.

The class was taught by Professor Binns, a teacher who many years ago woke up one morning to teach a class, and left his body behind without even noticing he had passed away in the night, making him one of the many residential ghost of the castle. His voice was low and soft spoken, and pared with the dull subject of the International Code of Wizarding Secrecy, Enid was convinced he could lull a dragon to sleep.

Which is exactly what had happened to Yoko, who was leaning backwards in her seat in the circular lecture room, her mouth agape and snoring softly with her arms crossed.

Almost half of the class was sleeping soundly, and Wednesday had explained that some people had made agreements to take turns taking notes while others slept. Enid herself took note of how when Yoko had positioned herself in a comfortable spot to fall asleep in, Wednesday had automatically reached for the sleeping girl's parchment paper and started to copy down what Professor Binns was saying for her without a word.

The next class before lunch was Herbology, a class Enid was actually somewhat excited for. Though her knowledge of potions was basic, and her knowledge of magic history was almost non-existent, Enid was confident in her knowledge of herbology.

And while she was a bit upset that Wednesday had to leave to attend astrology with the Ravenclaws, she became confused when the dark witch left her side and called the attention of a tall boy who wore Hufflepuff colours just outside the schools Greenhouses.

He was a good-looking boy with a pale complexion, an easy going smile, and had hair that was dreaded with locks that reminded Enid of snakes. But his easy-going smile started to fall the more and more he listened to Wednesday’s words, and when his eyes darted towards the wolf and back down to the witch in front of him, Enid predicted this was the Ajax Wednesday had mentioned the day before.

After Wednesday had finished talking to the tall boy, and sneakily handing him something she had pulled out from her sleeve, Wednesday returned to the wolfs side and informed her that she should sit with Ajax for this class instead of Yoko who had shuffled past them, holding a hand over her mouth to hide her laughter.

For the first ten minutes of the class, Enid distracted herself with taking in the amazing collection of beautiful and deadly plants, focusing on the Professors lesson on Niffler's Fancy, and glancing back every so often at Yoko who was still smirking and shaking her head every time she locked eyes with Enid.

Anything to distract herself and her wolfs fear from the boy sitting beside her. At first, she had tried to make small talk but she quickly learned that the boy, who she guessed was one of Wednesdays rare friends, was just as afraid of her as the rest of the school.

But surprisingly, after a while, it seemed like Ajax started to relax and open up abit to her. Even to the point where both were having fun and joking around while examining the samples they were giving to study.

‘See? His okay! Wednesday wouldn’t pair us up if he was dangerous, she wouldn’t do that.’ Enid told her wolf who was still fearful inside her mind.

Then suddenly, her wolfs sense sharpened.

In the air, she smelled a distinctive scent that put her survival instincts on edge, but it confused her. ‘there’s no way they would grow that here. Hogwarts couldn’t be that irresponsible… could they?’ Enid thought as she sniffed the air, trying to pinpoint where the scent was coming from.

She turned suddenly to the boy beside her and spotted him sneakily biting onto a small, bright green leaf. “Are you chewing a fucking Hyena tree leaf!” Enid hissed at Ajax, who looked as if he had just been caught with his hand half in the cookie jar.

“…no.”

Luckily for Enid, the herbology professor was too preoccupied with scolding and docking points from Gryffindor for Yoko bursting out laughing in the middle of the lecture to notice the wolf practically wrestling the deadly leaf out of the boy’s hand and whispering heatedly about how deadly Alihotsy was.

>

At lunch, Enid stomped into the great hall with a teary-eyed Yoko tailing her. When she spotted Wednesday sitting with Divina, Pugsley and an unknown boy with glasses, at the Gryffindor table, she quickened her pace to confront the girl.

"Oh, mi hermoso lobo. How was Herbology? I hope Pernopolis behaved himself?" Wednesday asked with a nonchalant, even tone, tearing her eyes away from her sketch of a familiar house in her notebook.

Enid and Yoko joined the others at the table and just as the wolf sat down, a large bowl of pasta appeared in front of her.

"Oh yeah. He behaved himself. When he wasn't chewing on raw Alihotsy leafs! You totally knew he was going to do that! Didn’t you!?"

Wednesday smirked, "I have no earthy idea what you are talking about hechicera,"

Enid huffed, stabbing her meal with her fork with such force that it shook the table, almost causing the wizard chess pieces Pugsley and the curly haired boy were playing with to fall over.

'So not fair.' Enid thought, 'she’s way too cute when she’s smug.'

While Yoko gushed to an unimpressed Divina about Wednesday’s prank and how Ajax honestly put up a decent fight to keep the Hyena tree leaf, Enid watched Pugsley play wizard chess against the boy she learned to be called Eugene, Pugsley’s best friend and fellow Ravenclaw, and although he seemed fairly intimidated by Enid’s presence, he made a valiant attempt to make conversation with her.

"Well... most of my personal research goes into studying Glumbumbles, their fascinating creatures! Actually, the treacle they produce are used to reverse the effects of Alihotsy hysteria," Eugene gushed excitedly, then blushed when he realised he had gotten carried away with his rant.

Enid smiled gently at the boy. He reminded her of some of her little cousins, especially Nina, when she would get excited about telling her about all the things she got up to since they last met each other. How she and her wolf were getting along, the friends she was making at school, how her parents had tested her for special hearing aids.

"Enid... Enid, are you alright?"

The wolf snapped out of her thoughts at Wednesday’s question. She turned to see, the dark witch was looking at her with a hint of concern. "You seemed troubled... if it’s about what happened in herbology, I apologise if-"

Enid shook her head quickly to clear her mind and gave Wednesday a forced smile and told her she was alright. Even though she wasn't convinced, Wednesday nodded and shifted closer to the wolf and continued to shade in the roof of the house in her notebook.

As Enid continued to watch Pugsley and Eugene play their game of wizard’s chess while finishing her lunch, she felt oddly at peace for a moment. She glanced over to Yoko and Divina who were deep in their own conversation, Yoko gesturing wildly and imitating Professor Thornhill in an unflattering way, and Divina rolling her eyes but smiling lovingly at her.

And Wednesday sitting so close that their shoulders were touching, her brow scrunched up in concentration while adding extra details and notes to her drawing. But now that Enid had looked at it more closely, she suddenly remembered where she had seen the house before.

"Is that the house of the people who went missing?" Enid whispered.

Wednesday nodded, "Mmmm, during some free time in astrology, I skimmed over the daily profit again and found a small article about the disappearance. There wasn't much. The Aurors are speculating that both the Clarks fled to Wales since both have family there and Mr Clark had a history of debt but... what's bizarre is that it said Mr Gelston isn't leading the investigation, but Gremarda.”

Enid almost choked on her pasta at the mention of the aurors name, "That one who was inside the house!?"

Wednesday looked at Enid, confused but nodded none the less, "Yes, that's right. Do you know of him?"

The blonde wolf shook her head and focused back at the game of chess. "... is that the only thing your investigating?"

Enid gave Wednesday a sideways, warning glare that the short witch couldn't help but blush slightly at. "Yes Enid, I promise ive completely dropped the… unicorn situation." Wednesday said in a low, earnest tone.

Enid continued to eye the shorter girl suspiciously, but then grinned and bumped shoulders with her, thanking her.

Wednesday hummed, "Eugene, were you successful in securing a Trollcleg sample over the break?"

After lunch, Enid, Yoko, Divina, Pugsley, and Eugene headed to the defence against the dark arts classroom after another goodbye from Wednesday since they wouldn't have class together for the rest of the day. Enid still didn't know how to feel about having only three classes together with her and was still very wary about spending so much time away from her. Wednesday had tried to sooth her worry with the promises of meeting up after classes at the quidditch pitch to watch the Slytherin teams first practice of the year, but that honesty didn't help too much in calming her nerves.

When the group entered the room, the wolf almost backed up at the sight of a large creature’s skeleton hanging from the ceiling. "What is that?" Enid asked Eugene with a hint of panic.

"Basilisk, it’s a pretty endangered species. Pugsley told me his mum owns one though,"

After they took their seats, Professor Fitts stood from his desk to address the students. "Afternoon everyone, my name is R.J Fitts, but Professor Fitts will do just fine. Your headmistress contacted me over the summer and asked me to teach you in the art of self defence against those who have no issue with using dark magic to cause harm to others." He said.

"But firstly, I would like to address something before we begin."

Enid tensed up and braced herself.

"As some of you may have heard, yes, I am a werewolf." The classroom was tense with silence, a couple of students squirmed in their chairs, and Enid noticed Yoko giving her girlfriends hand a firm squeeze under the table. But Enid wasn't at all intimidated, and it was incredibly refreshing.

"And if the bizarre history of this teaching position continues as it has, then I would like to spend this one year in this position to teach you all about individuals who are afflicted with conditions similar to my own and how to protect yourself against them when they are not in control of their own actions, or if they deliberately use their conditions to harm others."

"Now," the professor started while flicking his wand to lower a canvas screen at the front of the class and stood behind a slide projector.

"Firstly, we will take a look at werewolf’s and the ways one would be infected, how one would go about preventing infection and how to defend against an attack from a werewolf who has turned and has not been taking wolfsbane potions regularly. Then we will study the effects of someone who is experiencing Obscurus, and how to deflect its effects. Then towards the end of the year, we will cover vampires-"

Enid’s breath hitched.

"And Hydes."

Suddenly, Enid’s perspective went oddly flat. The air felt thick and as though a heavy piece of cloth was covering her mouth. She rubbed her hands together, and the sensation felt foreign to her, as if she was experiencing some other person's senses.

Her heart was beating painfully in her chest, and her wolf was yearning for her to leave, to leave and find Wednesday straight away.

"Hey, you doing ok Wolfie?" Yoko whispered. Enid straightened herself, and took a deep breath, looking around the class to find an object to focus on that didn’t remind her of what the professor had just mentioned.

"Yeah... yeah I'm ok, just still alittle nervous about this class. I'm not too fond of violence or duelling and with Wednesday not being here... I'll be fine." Enid said.

‘just calm down… we’re fine,’ Enid thought just as she started to feel her scars tingling. She reached into her robes and pulled out the small container of numbing cream Wednesday had gifted her and started to apply a fresh layer.

As the class progressed, Enid had calmed down considerably and grew more and more comfortable with the subject. She already knew plenty about werewolves, and at certain points, Professor Fitts hinted at the fact that most of the practical lessons wouldn't start for a couple of weeks, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself mentally.

So, for the remainder of defence against the dark arts, and the rest of her classes for the day, Enid practised writing with a feathered quill, listened to Yoko’s stories of her and Wednesday’s misadventures and doodling on pieces of parchment paper when the subject being discussed couldn’t hold her attention. But unfortunately, her anxiety didn’t completely disappear.

She found it very odd and frustrating how her and her wolfs minds worked. There were moments in the past few days where she felt confident that her fear would dissipate, and while she wouldn’t admit it aloud, the fight with Emily and Rachel had given her a bit of a confidence boost. But it seemed she only felt that way when she was around Wednesday, and when she wasn’t, it was almost like all her fear came back gradually.

Sure, Yoko and Divina did somewhat give Enid a bit of comfort since Wednesday trusted them, but her wolf didn’t completely trust them yet. It was still nervous and jumpy at the slightest noise and whined constantly throughout the day.

After the final class had ended, Enid quicky said goodbye to Yoko and Divina and made off to find Wednesday, but remembered the witch had told her to meet her at the quidditch pitch at half four, so instead, she set out for the room of requirement.

When she arrived, she spotted Snips and Alfred wrestling on Wednesday’s bed. She picked both up and tossed them gently onto her own, then walked into her walk-in closet to change out of her uniform and into something more comfortable.

“And then he started eating hyena leaves! Can you believe it? I am so getting her back for that.” Enid said aloud to the room, informing it of her first day and how it went while she played with the young cat and ferret. A small book fell from the bookcase next to her bed and opened in front of her on the ground.

‘Stingy Jacks guide to comeuppance and light-hearted revenge: foolproof plans and suggestions to mildly inconvenience your friends and enemies.’ The title of the front page read.

Enid snorted and picked the book up and flicked through the pages. Just as she was reading a passage on how to make teeth staining toffy, Thing scampered across the floor and hopped onto Enid’s bedside table.

“So? How was your first day? You and Wednesday didn’t start any fires or fights, did you?” Thing asked.

“No Thing, we didn’t start any fights or fires. And it was way better that I thought it would be! I only fainted once- “

“that’s good.”

“My claws and fangs barely came out-“

“Bet Wednesday was disappointed about that.”

“And nobody tried to kill me!” Enid stated with glee, falling onto her back to stare up to the celling. All things considered, today had gone far better than Enid was expecting, besides potions and defence against the dark arts, she handled being around witches and wizards miles better then she would have two weeks ago. And when it came to herbology, she was already taking mental notes to keep an eye out for Ajax’s bizarre habit of stuffing deadly plants into his mouth.

“Of course no one tried to kill you Enid, I told you before. Nobody here, besides maybe Thornhill, is going to hurt you-“

“What about Emily and Rachel?” Enid asked, catching the undead hand by surprise.

“Ok… Maybe those two as well. But you’re just kids. I doubt they would actually want to, you know, ‘kill’ kill you, nobody’s tried to seriously kill Wednesday yet- “

“What about that Laslow guy? And what does he look like? I was trying to keep an eye open and see if I could find him-“

Thing hopped on to the wolfs bed and started snapping his fingers in a rush and pointing a finger straight at Enid’s face. And even though he had no facial features, Enid could tell he was looking at her very sternly.

“No! No Enid! Bad Enid! Your supposed to be the nice one. Don’t you go looking for that creep, you understand?” Thing signed.

“I wasn’t… I… I can’t help it Thing! Mam told me a bunch of things before I left and one of them was… well… you know,” Enid blushed at the memory of the talk she and her mother had after they had sent Winnie on her way with the wolfs reply to Hogwarts.

It was the first time she and her mother had talked about such things. She told and warned her about how Truewolfs behaved around someone they were taken with and how impulsive she could act if that person was endangered or threated.

“I don’t know.” Thing teased which earned him a firm wack of a pillow.

An hour had passed, and Enid had decided it time to head outside to the schools quidditch pitch, but asked Thing to accompany her in her shoulder bag, not wanting to get lost or really wander the castle halls without a companion. She put on her pink denim jacket and just before she left, she noticed Alfred had fallen asleep on the foot of her bed, but Snips was obviously still very restless, so she picked him up and settled him on her shoulder.

The evening air was blowing slightly and smelled comforting, the sky showed the early signs of a red sunny night as the schools quidditch pitch came into view just as Thing stopped laughing at Enid’s Ajax story. “Don’t worry about him, from what I’ve heard from Wednesday, his tolerance to poison rival even us Addams.”

Enid scanned the few students who were around, and finally spotted the short, dark-haired girl wearing what looked to be green and black sports robes and holding a short, black broom while talking to a taller, stunningly beautiful girl with flawless dark skin and piercingly bright eyes.

“WENDS!” Enid called out, rushing to the girl’s side and automatically latching onto her arm.

“Ah, bonito lobo, I was wondering when you would show. I was starting to worry Tanaka had gotten you into some unsavoury form of mischief without me… and what is the little hell spawn doing here?” Wednesday asked, glaring at Snips who was still perched on Enid’s shoulder, then jumped and let out a long sigh when the ferret crawled onto her own and started to chew on one of her twin braids.

Enid couldn’t help but laugh and feel giddy at Wednesday’s words and the sight of her and the ferret getting along, but when she took in the look of the dark witch’s sports gear, she felt her cheeks starting to heat up because to Enid, Wednesday looked rather dashing in them.

“yeah I just, umm, yeah I just stopped off at our room and he looked bored soo.” Enid stammered.

“Wow, it really is true, isn’t it? Addams got herself a girlfriend-“

“Barclay? no one was talking to you, so why are you talking?” Wednesday asked sarcastically, shooting the beautiful girl a half glare. “Enid, Bianca Barclay, Barclay, Enid Sinclair. Now that introductions are finished, why don’t I show you to the benches Enid.”

“Hold on Wednesday, I wanna speak to the talk of the town. Bianca Barclay, a pleasure.” Bianca said, holding out a hand for Enid to shake.

The wolf look to Wednesday to see what she should do. Wednesday huffed and gesture for the wolf to make an introduction herself. “Enid, Nice to meet you.”

Bianca hummed, “yeah, you too. Tough thing to go through in potions huh, I wouldn’t worry about Thornhill too much, that’s just how she is-“

“You don’t know as much as you think you know Barclay, especially when it comes to that sad excuse of a professor.” Wednesday said.

Bianca rolled her eyes, “What ever Addams, are you ready? We’re wasting our practice time and I can see Tyler and Lucas getting restless from all the way over here.”

Enid looked over to the other Slytherins dressed in black and green sports robes and holding broomsticks and noticed two boys looking over at them. One was shorter then the other and had a shaved head, and the other Enid recognised as the boy that stopped Divina from pulling out her wand during the opening feast. She then realised something that made her wolf growl.

“Tyler? As in the Tyler that sent you a love howler?! You’re on a quidditch team with him!?”

“Speaking of which, your fathers a passionate one isn’t he. Almost spat out my porridge this morning when that howler went off-“

“You do realise we are about to be flying on brooms high above the ground, right?” Wednesday hissed at Bianca who paused and thought for a moment, then realised what the short witch was insinuating.

“Fair point. Nice meeting you Sinclair, do enjoy the show, and try not to lose your cool when Addams starts diving and showing off. And lovely meeting you little one.” Bianca cooed, scratching Snips under his chin with a genuine smile before turning swiftly to join the others who were heading to the pitch.

“You’re not going to do that right?” Enid asked.

Wednesday reached up and gently grabbed the ferret and handed him back to Enid, then led the wolf to the entrance of the quidditch pitches stands. The two climbed the many wooden stairs and emerged at the top. Enid settled herself down on one of the benches closest to the edge and sat her shoulder bag beside her and took Snips into her hands to stroke his white fur.

“…this is really high up wends. What if you fall!?” Enid asked the witch who was checking the bristles of her broom. Wednesday stilled for a moment, then kneeled before the wolf and set a gloved hand on Enid’s knee.

“Enid Sinclair. I promise you, I will not fall and I will not get hurt. Please don’t worry, I’ve been doing this since I was six years old.” Wednesday said incredibly softly, trying her best to calm Enid down.

Enid frowned, “You pinkie promise?” she asked, holding up a single pinkie for Wednesday to take. In the past with Pugsley, Wednesday would have scoffed and refused the ridiculous ritual, thinking preforming the unbreakable vow would be more efficient, before eventually caving and linking fingers with her little brother to make a promise.

But right now, Wednesday linked pinkies without missing a beat. “I promise mi maldición,” The dark witch murmured.

When Enid finally let go, Wednesday headed to the edge of the stands and stood on the railing, balancing and looking down to the fifty-foot drop below. With a deep breath, Wednesday leaned forward and let herself fall right off the edge into the open air.

“WEDNESDAY!” Enid screamed, rushing to the railing where the dark witch was just standing. And just as Enid grabbed on to the railing, ready to leap over the side to save the girl, Wednesday flew right past her and sored high into the setting sun.

Enid let out a loud laugh of relief and screamed after Wednesday who was speeding across the sky. “YOUR INSANE! ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK!” Enid yelled up at the girl.

Wednesday pulled her broom to a stop and looked down at the blonde wolf, not even bothering to suppress her grin or the twinkle in her dark eyes. “Not that kind of heart attack Miss Sinclair.” Wednesday yelled back, and to Enid’s glee, sent the wolf a rare wink.

Enid watched as the Slytherin team ran through their quidditch drills for better part of an hour. She had lost count of how many times she gasped, screamed, covered her eyes and jumped with joy as Wednesday expertly sored at breakneck speed through the air on her broom.

And when the witch finally caught the snitch she had been chasing, raising her arm with the golden ball clinched firmly in her hand with the evening sun shining dimly behind her, Enid sighed dreamily.

“God Wednesday Addams, you are going to be the death of me.”

Chapter 18: The Challenge

In the room of requirement, Enid woke up from a restless sleep in her bed. The room was completely devoid of ambience and had it not been for the blonde wolfs superior eyesight, Enid doubted she could have seen her hand in front of her face.

She rose slightly to look over to Wednesday's side of the room and spotted the witch nestled deep into her duvet covers, sleeping peacefully.

She stood and stretched, then as quietly as possible, stood to find a glass of water, but just as she was about to make her way to the bathroom, she noticed a very faint noise coming from down the hall, just outside their room.

It was muffled and distant, and Enid couldn't quite make out what it was, but she noticed it was rhythmic. Not musical, but it was repeating itself, as if something or someone was hitting a deep drum. Enid inched closer to the door. "Thing? Thing? Do you hear that?"

Enid glanced around the room for the severed hand, but he was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Snips or Alfred strangely enough. Enid tipped toed over to Wednesday's bed to see if the two were curled up with the dark witch, but the two were not there.

After a moment of fondly watching the tanned girl sleeping and softy snoring, Enid noticed the noise from outside had stopped.

She crossed the room and pressed her ear against the large door, listening for anything she could hear but heard nothing. But then, the sound of rapid heavy footsteps came barrelling down the hallway, and three loud, violent bangs hit against the door.

The wolf jumped back and covered her mouth to suppress her scream.

She bolted to Wednesday’s bed and tried to shake the sleeping girl gently awake. "WENDS! WENDS! GET UP! PLEASE! THERES SOMEONE OUTSIDE!" Enid hissed.

Wednesday stirred slightly, but swatted the wolfs hands away and turned to her side. "Wends!" She whined. "Room!? Room! Can you make that door disappear!?" She asked aloud to the Room of requirement.

She waited for any form of response, but the room didn't move. Not a single twitch or any form of movement to show it was listening, or even alive.

The rooms silence was deafening as Enid waited, staring at the door. She felt the girl under the covers shift slightly and let of a soft sigh when she decided to almost sprint to back to her bed and snatch up her wand that was hanging off the post, a new wave of bravery coursing through her veins at the thought of whoever outside the room getting inside while Wednesday slept.

Enid wrapped the strap around her forearm and lit the tip with a wordless spell to illuminate the darkness. She took a shaking breath and charged to the door, ripped it open with furious force, and stuck her wand out to find the thing that was tormenting her.

She scanned the hallway, but all she saw was the bizarre carpet that was hung on the opposite wall and the troll in a ballet tutu that was embroidered on it, shielding his eyes from the wands bright light.

"Sorry!" Enid whispered while lowering the light and pointing it towards the stair that led down to the rest of the castle.

With one last look back at the sleeping Wednesday and the room of requirement, Enid steeled her heart and asked her wolf if it was ready. Her wolf howled in agreement, and Enid started off into the dark.

The hallways were pitch black, and the only sound that the wolf heard were the soft footsteps of her own bare feet as she stalked the castle. She went down corridors, investigated classrooms, and ripped open closets to search for any sign of anyone. But she found none.

'Looks like we scared them off,' she thought to herself and decided to head back to bed when the same sound of heavy footsteps came from behind her in the dark, heading away from her. Enid turned and felt her stomach drop at the thought.

'Oh god! They were following us!? How!?'

The wolf who was feeling particularly brave a moment before, whined and retreated in Enid’s mind. 'Only Da can sneak up on us! Who the hell is that!' Enid tightened her grip on her wand, debating on taking a different route back to the room when she heard another noise.

It was a giggle, high and sweet in tone. And it reminded Enid of someone, someone who most definitely wouldn't be at Hogwarts.

The girl shuffled down an unfamiliar corridor, following the faint giggles and running footsteps to a large door. Enid opened it to reveal a large unlit library with towering rows of bookshelves and stained-glass windows that allowed the midnight moon to cast shadows across the floor.

Enid paused to listen for any noise, but for the moment, it seemed as though she had ether went into the wrong room, or the thing she had been following had given her the slip. She slumped into one of the plump, leather arm chairs beside a rather beautifully carved stone fireplace.

With a whip of her wand, a small, cosy fire erupted. Giving Enid a sense of comfort for a moment as she sat and thought.

'Doesn't make any sense. How the hell did we let them stalk us!? Mam can't even do that! Maybe they have some kind of magic thing that turns them invisible?' She asked the wolf that had calmed down. It huffed in response.

'Yeah, you're right. Those are illegal and super rare. I doubt even Wednesday would have one of those. But how-'

Enid’s' ears perked up at the sound of footsteps once again, but this time was different. This time, there was more than one pair, and they weren't heading away from the wolf. They were coming towards her.

Enid vaulted over the back of the chair and hid behind it just in time as the library’s doors burst open.

Three voices rang through the room in hush, aggressive whispers. Hissing and snapping at each other in a jumble of language Enid couldn't fully understand, only catching certain sentences here and there.

"Scrapping! Scrapping and torn you bloody!" One high pitched voice mocked.

"Go!"... hold it down! Watch its claws!"

"It's worth it! Forget her! Grab that one!"

Enid's heart started to race at the familiar voice. She clutched her hand to her cheat as she pressed herself against the back of the highbacked armchair.

The people stopped just in front of the fire that Enid had lit just moments ago, and all went quiet.

The wolf waited, wishing that Wednesday was here to comfort her and calm her down.

The three voices died down as they noticed the fire Enid had created.

"...their out here alright. At least one of them is..."

Enid grabbed her head in pain as her wolf let out a deafening scream, she had never heard her wolf howl this loud before. It felt as if her skull was about to crack from the soundwaves its howl was letting off.

"If one is here, then more would arrive..."

"He's ready."

"Spoilt boy!... too young and spoilt!"

"He'll work..."

The voices started to surround her on all sides, all snapping and biting at her. Spitting words she couldn’t understand, but their tone was unmistakable. They were mocking her. Enid ripped her close eyes opened to look at the figures, but the seconded she did, the voices stopped.

She was once again alone in the giant library. She peeked over the chair and looked to the fireplace but found that the shadow figures had disappeared.

The wolf stood, and just before she could leave, a familiar giggle from behind her made her turn around at breakneck speed. A young girl who couldn’t have been older than six years old stood before her, smiling, heavy streams of blood flowing from her ears.

“Nina?!”

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Enid jolted upwards suddenly, taking in a deep gasp and dug her nails into the soft grass underneath her. “Are you ok!? You were growling, were you having a nightmare? Will I get Wednesday?” Enid turned to look at Divina who was gawking at her with worry.

“Huh!? Oh, no… no, I’m ok. Just, God that was a freaky dream.” Enid shook her head and raked her fingers through her hair.

“Are you sure? It looked intense.”

“Yeah… probably just… you know, stress with classes and stuff.”

Enid sat up and crossed her legs in the grass near the care for magical creature’s stables, looking out to Wednesday and Yoko trying to beat each other at Flipendoing rocks into a barrel that was almost thirty feet away from them.

Yoko had wagered that she could have made the shot earlier in the afternoon as the girls had been walking around the castle grounds, and since making it, Yoko and Wednesday were locked into the competition of seeing who could make it from the farthest distance.

It had been almost three weeks since classes had started, and Enid was still unsure on how to feel about her experience so far. Before she had arrived at Hogwarts and met Wednesday, she wouldn't have guessed she'd have lasted this long without an incident.

Not to say there hadn't been any, in the last three weeks, Enid had almost involuntarily transformed into her wolf form six times, but so far, she was able to keep her wolf at bay.

But it seemed like as the days passed, transforming and going for a run after dinner wasn't satisfying the wolf enough. Especially when Wednesday hadn't used her animagus abilities since the other students had arrived, telling the blonde wolf she still hadn't found the perfect opportunity to reveal it yet.

Wednesday stated that while she knew she would be able to complete the ritual easily, it still took 2 years to complete, so she still wanted her panther forms reveal to be grand.

Another thing that worried Enid were some of the students. While she did get along with Yoko, Divina, Pugsley, Eugene and Ajax, most of the other student’s ether avoid the wolf like the plague, scowled and glared as she walked by or blatantly made cruel remarks when Wednesday or Yoko weren’t around. But the thing that they all had in common, were the rumours.

Some didn't bother her, like how some spread the rumour of how she got her scars from fighting a bear, and how the bear came out of the fight looking far worst then she did. Or how she was able to lift a fully grown Wetland Jack moose without breaking a sweat.

Some even faltered her and made her laugh, like how some of the girl students whispered and complained about how much she ate during breaks and never seemed to gain any weight. She suspected Divina was the one that pointed out her seemingly unending metabolism to the other girls since she always eyed Enid’s dinner portions with envy.

But other rumours that circled the wolf greatly upset her. Like how some warned others that she had no control over her actions when she was a wolf, just like a werewolf. Or how she and her parents hated wizardkind, and the only reason she came to Hogwarts was to study them, to make hunting witchs and wizards all the easier when Enid had finally decided stake and chicken just wasn’t filling enough.

Though, the one that hurt the most, had nothing to do with Enid being a Truewolf. The rumour that was driving her crazy the most was the rumour about Wednesday. The rumour that the only reason Enid was so close to her, was because she was an Addams, that she was a member of, one of, if not the wealthiest wizarding families in the world.

It drove the young wolf crazy. She didn’t care Wednesday was an Addams, the witch could have been a hermit living in a cave in the middle of the rocky mountains for all she cared.

And what did it matter if she was rich? The Sinclair pack owned one of the biggest security firms in the muggle world and had numerous successful businesses all over the planet. And Enid had an unfathomable number of gallons in Gringotts that could probably last her the rest of her life! She wasn't clinging to Wednesday at every opportunity she could for her family’s fortune. She clung to her because it was Wednesday.

Though that didn't seem to matter to the students that whispered about her and Wednesdays open affection towards each other behind her back, especially those who most definitely, fancied the young Addams.

That was another thing Enid was having difficulty with. Wednesday had told her she was one of the most hated, feared and targeted students in the inter school, but what she failed to mention was that while she was all those things, she was also one of the most popular, well respected and sought after students as well.

Many times, while walking down the corridors in between class, Enid had noticed several students in their year and below looking at Wednesday with blushing cheeks and embarrassed smiles, and it was very quickly getting on her wolfs and herself nerves.

"You, ok? You’re growling again," Enid turned to look at Divina for was sitting beside her, reading a large copy of Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century that was opened in her lap.

"Huh? I was?... It happens sometimes." Enid muttered while looking back at Yoko, who was taunting and trying to throw off Wednesday, who was focusing and taking aim at the barrel carefully.

"... you're not growling at Yoko, right?"

And there was another thing on the list of things that bothered Enid a bit. Whenever the four girls were together and Yoko and Wednesday got into an argument, played a game or just acted like how most friends acted, Divina always pointed out she and Yoko were a couple to the wolf.

"I'm not growling at Yoko, Divina. Why would I? She's great!" Enid exclaimed.

The witch closed her book and set it to the side. Divina looked over to Yoko, who was laughing hysterically at the shorter girl’s frustration from missing her shot.

"It’s ok! I get it, I was jealous of Wednesday for a long time you know. And don’t tell them I told you this but... for the longest time, I thought Yoko liked her too."

Enid whipped her head around to stare at Divina, who quickly waved her hands in front of herself in a panic. "She doesn't! She didn’t! Honest!"

Divina sighed. "Just... when I first came to Hogwarts, I found it a little hard to make friends. Like, I wasn't a loner or anything, but I guess, I was a bit too enthusiastic about making sure everyone knew I belonged in Ravenclaw, so people thought I was a snobby, know it all."

Enid remembered what Thing had said about her, "She's a bit of a snob," he had said, and honestly, Enid did think Divina was a bit of a teacher’s pet, but that didn't make her unlikeable, if anything, it made her more likable since when she was in class with Ravenclaws, she could always count of Divina to answer a question instead of Enid having to answer a question Infront of the entire class.

"So... not a lot of people were lining up to be my friend but, Yoko was different. First time we talked, she was so friendly and kind. Anytime we had the same class, she always sat next to me, and we'd partner up." Divina smiled softy while remembering how sweet Yoko was when they first started talking, but then her smile faltered.

"But she always talked about Wednesday. How she and Wednesday fought, how they duelled, how they were rivals on the quidditch pitch and how when you got to know her, she was really funny and kind of nice in her own way. It made me feel bad... that's when I realised, I liked Yoko." Divina confessed.

"Then, all of a sudden, Wednesday kept pestering me to hang out with her. Sometimes, at lunch, she would literally drag her to the Ravenclaw table and shove her to sit down next to me and tell me to watch her. Saying 'watch this insufferable buffoon for me! I need an hour of peace and quiet.' " Divina said in an over-the-top posh accent, not too dissimilar to Yoko’s' own impression of Wednesday that made Enid giggle.

 

"But after that... things were awkward between us. Yoko would avoid me when she could, she wouldn't look me in the eye at lunch. She never stopped sitting with me in class though, she never stopped doing that but... she was acting so strange." Divina stiffened a laugh at the memory.

"Honesty, you'd think the sorting hat was wrong by putting me in Ravenclaw with how dense I was. It was so obvious looking back. Then Wednesday locked us into the charms classroom and the rest is history.”

Divina paused, watching an angry Wednesday wrestle Yoko to the ground and putting her in a chokehold after the girl had pushed her wand-hand to the side to knock off her aim. And though Yoko was gasping for breath, it didn’t stop her from laughing in the dark witch’s face for losing the competition.

“Yoko and Wednesday are close, and… well. You’re a truewolf, and from what I’ve read… it’s only natural for you to be, you know… territorial?” Divina cringed at how that came out, but she wanted to make sure Enid knew Yoko and Wednesday were friends, nothing more.

Enid blankly stared at the witch for a good seven seconds before her face turned beat red. “GRRRR!” the blondie wolf screamed into her hands, falling backwards into the grass in embarrassment.

Divina jumped. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Was that insensitive?! I..I..I.”

Enid started laughing suddenly, snorting and wiping tears form her eyes. “No! its fine! Really, I just didn’t see that coming. Divina, I know that Yoko doesn’t like Wends like that, and I’ve never growled at her, I swear.”

“Then why were you growling?” Divina asked while calming down from the wolfs outburst.

Enid stopped laughing, but her blush never left. “Honesty, your kind of right. Not about me being jealous of Yoko! But I am a Truewolf. And we are territorial when it comes to…” Enid covered her face once again. “You guys seriously don’t understand how lucky you are,”

Inside her mind, Enid’s wolf huffed at the comment.

Just as Divina was about to question Enid about what she was talking about, the wolf sprang up to attention, sniffing the air wildly. She turned around to see a group of familiar students wearing Slytherin colours walking towards them.

It was Emily McCarthy, Rachel Blunt, Tyler Galpin.

And Rowan Laslow.

The day Enid had finally encountered the boy was one of the hardest Enid ever had controlling herself and her wolfs impulses. They had been right in the middle of History of magic when Professor Binns had asked the boy a question. Enid had subconsciously been keeping an ear open for the name ‘Rowan’ and when she had finally heard someone address him and confirmed his appearance, she bit down hard on her own thumb to stop herself from jumping over her table and tackling the boy to the ground, To the point of drawing blood.

Ever since then, Enid took great care in making sure neither she or Wednesday ever ran into him, fearing that the next time, she would ether attack Rowan on the spot, or bite her own thumb off to restrain herself.

“Hi Enid. It’s been a while. How’s Hogwarts treating you?” Emily asked, not bothering to hide the displeasure in her voice.

After the day Enid had almost attacked Rachel and threatened to skin Emily alive, the two girls had kept their distance. But Emily had kept a very close eye on the wolf. There were many times during lessons Enid had accidentally caught the McCarthy staring at her, watching her silently.

But this was the first time the witch had talked to her since the violent encounter.

Enid looked back over to the two girls wrestling on the grass, both were too preoccupied to notice the group of Slytherins that had arrived, with Wednesday using all her strength to put Yoko into the armbar Enid had shown her earlier in the week.

“Good, Hogwarts is treating me fine Emily, what do you want?... and what is he doing here?” Enid pointed to Rowan with a slightly elongated claw.

"What? Got a problem with who I hang out with Enid?"

The blonde wolf glared at the boy. In the past weeks, she had noticed Emily and Tyler had been hanging around with Rowan more than usual from what Wednesday had said, and for some reason, it didn't sit right with her and her wolf.

"Pretty funny coming from you. I mean, he is a bit 'off' but at least he hasn't tried killing anybody lately-"

Emily was cut off by a sharp bang from a bright red, explosion at her feet. Missing her by inches. They all looked to see Wednesday and Yoko, grass stains covering their uniforms, stomping over with both of their wands raised and pointing.

"Missing something McCartney? Besides braincells of course. Or are you just feeling rather brave today?" Wednesday asked the girl who was still clutching her chest in fright at the sudden warning shot.

Emily smoothed out her jumper and composed herself. "Ha! am I missing something. Rich coming from someone who literally just missed me! You’re getting sloppy Addams,"

"Emily..." Wednesday said and a very low, icy tone. Staring deep into Emilys very soul.

"You know very well; I did not miss."

Emily swallowed a lump that formed in her throat. She looked to Rachel and Rowan, who both looked equally as nervous at the fact Wednesday hadn't put her wand away.

"All right, all right, let’s just calm down here. Wednesday, there is no need for the wand, ok. We come in peace, promise." Tyler stated while flashing a small smile to Wednesday, who much to Enid’s dismay, seemed to calm down slightly and listened to the boy.

"Hell was the last time any of you done anything in peace!?" Yoko asked.

"Well, fair Yoko, but..." Tyler started before looking to the other Slytherin's for a moment, looking as though he was still trying to figure out what to say next. He gave his older cousin a once over. "Emily and Rachel want to apologise... to you Enid."

Yoko, Divina and Wednesday turned to the blonde wolf who was gawking at the boy as if he had three heads. "Apologise... to me?" Enid asked, completely baffled at the aspect of Emily and Rachel apologising to her.

"Well, if you’re going to stay here, then we might as well get along and not try and rip each other’s heads off, right? And we’re not going to be able to avoid each other forever.” Tyler pointed out.

Enid wanted to disagree; she felt like she was doing a decent job at avoiding pretty much all the Slytherins so far. Besides Wednesday and on the rare occasion Bianca, she hadn’t contacted them, and they hadn’t contacted her.

Emily and Rachel both whipped around to gawk at Tyler with wide eyes. “wha..what the hell do you mean-“

“Emily! Apologise. Now.” Tyler hissed.

Emily glared at her cousin, glanced to Rachel, then let out an angry huff. She stomped up the blonde wolf and stuck her hand out for Enid to shake.

"Fine!... I'm sorry! Alright!" Emily spat.

"You don’t sound very sorry." Yoko stated with her arms crossed, eyeing each of the Slytherin's while Wednesday did the same.

Enid glanced to Wednesday to silently ask her what she should do. On one hand it would be nice to be on better terms with some of the students that didn’t like her.

It would make her time at school a bit less stressful, especially the moments when she wasn't with Wednesday. Between quidditch practice, therapy sessions and helping Eugene with taking care of the school’s beehives, the dark witch unfortunately had many things to do that Enid couldn't tag along for, and the moments she was absent were still terrifying.

But on the other hand, Emily had caused so much pain in Enid’s life, and just to forgive her so easily wasn't sitting right with her. From the name calling and threatening her, to the fact Emily was the reason Enid was too afraid to go into town back home and bought everything off the Internet, to just pretend that didn't happen was wrong.

"Well?" Emily asked with her hand still held out. Enid sighed, and very reluctantly shook the witch's hand.

Wednesday rushed up to the pare and got in-between them, "Ok! Thats enough. That was very mature of you Enid, you are an angel spreading light in a dark, dark world." The short witch praised Enid, who blushed and smiled shyly, looking down to the ground in embarrassment.

"There! Sorted. Now leave us alone, we were here first," Yoko piped up.

"Whatever," Emily muttered as she walked back to the group of Slytherin's in a sulk just as Tyler stepped forward, a light scowl on his face.

"Wait. Before we go... Wednesday, I wanted to ask you, if you know-" Tyler paused as he watched Wednesday lovingly stare into the wolfs eyes and stroking her scared cheek, looking to her as if she was the most valuable thing in the world. "If you wanted to go to the ministry Halloween party together."

"Halloween party?" Enid growled and bared her fangs at boy who was not at all intimated.

"The ministry’s Halloween celebration, since my mother and father are heavily involved in the ministry, all the Addams are sent an invitation each year, father has been trying to convince me to attend for a while, but I always use the invitation as kindling to start some sort of fire. And Galpin, Of course I don’t want to attend that sad excuse of a Samhain celebration with you! I’d rather throw myself into the great lake. Unless of course... you would be interested in attending the event with me mon cœur?" Wednesday asked the wolf in front of her shyly.

"Then do it!"

All the students turned to Rowan, who spoke up suddenly and was staring at Wednesday with pure hatred. "Your always saying things like that, but never do them! So do it! Throw yourself into the black lake or go on that date with Tyler!" He dared.

Enid pulled Wednesday into a protective hug and snarled at the boy, surprising everyone present, especially Wednesday who became incredibly flustered at the sudden and violent embrace.

"YOU! You're on very thin ice with me! I heard you’ve hurt her in the past! So just go away and leave us alone!" Enid shouted while trying her very best not to puncture the smaller girl’s skin with her claws.

There was a long pause as Emily and Tyler shared a bizarre look to each other. Emily subconsciously fiddling with the ring she wore on her finger.

"Umm, maybe we should go." Divina said awkwardly as she took hold of Yoko’s hand and started leading the group away. Enid loosened her hold on Wednesday and to join them when Emily let out a bitter laugh.

"Honesty Sinclair, I'm surprised a Truewolf would be interested in someone so weak, don’t you guys look for strong partners?"

Wednesday whipped around so hard, one of her twin braids slapped Enid in the cheek. "What... did... you... say?" She ground out. There were very few things you could call the young Addams that didn’t result in violent threats or violent actions, but one of the things you could call her that would result in you being completely erased from history, was weak.

"Stop it Wends! She’s just trying to bait you-"

"You heard me! Only a weakling would be scared of jumping into the black lake! What? Scared of mermaids?" Emily asked.

Wednesday growled lowly as she broke away from Enid’s grasped and stomped up to Emily, "Jumping into a lake is hardly a test of strength! A toddler could do it, if you’re going to try and bait me into doing something, at least make it more dangerous,"

"Then go on the date Tyler or jump into the black lake-" Rowan challenged.

"From cracked peak."

 

>

 

Enid looked over the stone railing into the dark water 120 feet below. After Rowan had challenged her to jump the next Saturday, Enid, Wednesday, Yoko and Divina traversed the giant castles outside stone steps to one of the highest points that jutted out over the great lake.

The blonde wolf gulped, "Are you guys telling me Hogwarts doesn't have a protective barrier around these pathways!"

Wednesday simply reached out over the stone railing as far as she could and leaned against an invisible force field. "Of course they do hermosa, it would be a miss step to give access to major hights to a bunch of youths, you know how dramatic they can be when things don’t go their way. Every major drop has a protective charm that doesn't let anything with a heartbeat through."

"Seen birds hit the thing a couple of times," Yoko chimed in, smirking.

Enid let out a breath of relief, thanking God that Wednesday wouldn't be able to complete the challenge since from this high and the short witch’s stubbornness, it was more of a death sentence. But Enid was confused. "But why are we here then? And why did he challenge you to jump from here if there’s a barrier?"

"Because if you climb on to the railing via that stone bench, shimmy over to the corner, you can pass through the barrier. There's a crack in the barrier. Hence the name cracked peak." Wednesday explained.

Enid's heart dropped to the very bottom of her stomach, looking back down to the water below. Just imaging Wednesday falling to the water below was enough to get the wolfs claws out.

".... let’s go back to the tailors and get a dress, Wends."

Wednesday brightened up at the aspect of finally getting the chance to see the wolf in the deep red dress, "You wish to attend the Halloween celebration? It will be very boring Enid, but if you'll have me, I would be honoured to take you-"

"Not for me Wednesday, for you, for your date with Tyler." Enid bit out, lightly grabbing Wednesday wrist to drag her away, but Wednesday didn't budge. Instead, she looked to Enid with a horrified expression.

"Enid. I will not be attending any social event with another person as a 'date' other then you. Especially the likes of Tyler Galpin!... would you... not like to go with me?" Wednesday asked in a small voice.

Enid scoffed at the ridiculous question. "Wends, of course I would! But there is no way in hell you’re jumping off that! Its suicide! Just go to the stupid party with that stupid boy-"

Wednesday put a finger to Enid’s lips firmly to cut her off. "I, Wednesday Addams, will never go on a romantic endeavour, fake or not, with a single living soul, other than you, Enid Sinclair." Wednesday stated passionately, looking into Enid’s bright, blue eyes. Had it been any other occasion, Enid probably would have swooned at the girl’s declaration, but the image of Wednesday falling to her death was still fresh in her mind.

"Then I guess you're doing neither. Because I mean it, you are not jumping."

"Yes Enid. I am,"

Wednesdays strolled back to the stone railing and looked over the side, gauging the height. While it was most definitely a fatal distance and hitting the water from this height would be like hitting solid concrete, Wednesday had experience in this kind of diving in the past.

"Back when Uncle Fester wasn't one of the most wanted wizards alive, he would join me and my family on trips to spain. While there, he trained me in diving off gigantic waterfalls in case I need to evade the attorneys one day. I promise you, the jumps I performed with his training while there makes this one look like child’s play." Wednesday bragged.

Enid paused, looking over to Divina dragging Yoko away from the stone bench while her girlfriend stated that she just wanted to see if the crack was there, promising she would be careful.

She one hundred percent believed Wednesdays uncle would do such a thing, the Addams were known for being incredibly eccentric and thrill seekers, and Enid also believed Wednesday could survive the stunt if what she said was true.

But the image of the dark witch falling to the dark water below was killing her. What if she messed up? What if she broke her legs, or her arms? She wouldn't be able to swim to safety. She would sink to the bottom, in pitch black darkness, for the grindylows to eat before anyone could recover her body.

Enid walked over and turned the girl around for Wednesday to face her and give her the most emotional puppy dog eyes she could mustard. "Wends, please, don’t do it... if you got hurt... please..."

Wednesday steeled her treacherous heart at the sight and took a deep breath. "An Addams never backs out of a challenge. I will not tarnish my family name, and I will not attend that despicable event without you by my side, Enid. Not in this lifetime, or any others if they exist. I will jump, I will survive with ease, and I will purchase that dress for you."

Enid angerly shoved the dark witch away and looked at her with an angry scowl, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Fine!"

The girl turned and ran away from the witch whose stubbornness was causing her wolf to ram against her chest so violently, wanting nothing more than to transform, grab Wednesday by the scruff of her neck and lock her into the room of requirement until Saturday had pasted.

"Enid! Yoko, Try and talk some sense into her! Enid! Come back!" Divina shouted before taking off after the blonde wolf.

Yoko whipped her head back and forth, trying to figure out what to do. "If she can’t convince her, how the fuck am I suppose too?! Divina!"

Wednesday took another deep breath to try and ease the pain her heart was feeling, she reasoned with herself that she was doing this for the wolf, she would throw herself off any height before she even considered going on a date with anyone besides Enid. And thankfully, the pain in her heart eased and the feeling of determination replaced it.

"Tanaka! Come, I must brush up on my form. We only have three days, and I want to perform this stunt perfectly."

Yoko watched as Wednesday strided down the stone steps, thinking how today couldn't get any more complicated or dramatic. "Oh, for fuck’s sake. Wednesday! Wait up! You’re gonna be sleeping on the god damn couch if you don’t find Enid and apologise-" Yoko ducked to avoid the attack spell Wednesday sent.

>

For the past four hours, Wednesday had practised her diving abilities off the shorter cliffs that surrounded the castle, spots which the protective barrier did not cover since the heights were not high enough to cause concern if a student jumped in.

Yoko sat on the edge of the jutting out piece of land, watching Wednesday jump into the lake repeatedly, her form just as perfect as the last hundredths of times.

“This is pointless! can we gooooo?! Your form is fine Wednesday, also how the hell are you not freezing yet?”

Wednesday glanced down at Yoko, wordlessly gesturing to the black muggle wetsuit she was wearing like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Pared with my already abnormally low body temperature and the fact that I enjoy the sensation of hypothermia, this ‘wetsuit’ is keeping me at a more then uncomfortable temperature.”

“Wetsuit? Do they call it that because muggles wear them in the water?” Yoko asked, genuinely confused at the bizarre outfit.

“So, you admit it. Water is wet.” Wednesday stated.

“Oh my god! Shut the fuck up about that already!” Yoko groaned, falling onto her back and looked up to the late evening sky, as Wednesday once again, jumped off the jutting out rock, placed her hands over her chest like a corpse and fell into the water, breaking the surface with her heels and plunged into the lake.

“Seriously, at this point I think your just trying to avoid the inevitable, you’re going to meet with Enid at some point today, I mean you share a room after all.”

Wednesday vaulted over the stone railing after swimming to shore and returned to her previous position. “I am well aware that I share a room with her Tanaka, and I am not trying to avoid the inevitable! I haven’t jumped from a dangerous height into a body of water in over three years, I simply need to practise to insure I don’t break every bone in my body when I annihilate this childish challenge.”

“I’m honestly surprised your holding up so well, doesn’t the curse hurt you when you hurt the person you loves feelings?” Yoko asked, resulting in Wednesday losing her perfect balance and almost falling to the depths below.

“TANAKA! What have I told you about saying the C word when it comes to me in that context! I should have cut your tongue out when you read that letter!” Wednesday growled.

Two years ago, the Addams family owl Theodor had broken one of his wings fighting a swarm of pixies, resulting in her father sending Wednesday a letter using a less experienced owl. That morning at breakfast, Wednesday and Yoko were eating breakfast together, Wednesday totally engrossed in a book on Inferi and Yoko completely focused on her sausage rolls when a black letter landed on the Japanese witch’s plate in front of her.

Without thinking, Yoko ripped the letter opened and started to read a very passionate letter Gomez had sent his daughter, inviting her to a Christmas party a fellow, high ranking wizarding family was hosting. Telling her that she might encounter the one to activate the Addams family curse of true love.

When Wednesday had realised what had happened, to say she was furious would be an understatement. It was the only time Yoko was truly afraid of her, her slamming Yokos head into the table and stabbing a 9-inch hunting knife a hair away from her nose, hissing the incredibly disturbing acts of violence she would enact if Yoko ever told anyone about what she had read.

“I apologised like a thousand times!” Yoko exclaimed. And in all honesty, she still felt bad for reading that letter. She still remembered how Wednesday face turned from murderous rage to bitter disappointment and sadness that the only person she considered a friend at the time betrayed her privacy. It took days of saying sorry and swearing it was an honest mistake for Wednesday to even acknowledge her existence again.

Wednesday sighed and ran a hand over her wet face, thinking about what Yoko had said. She was holding up well, all things considered. But anytime she recalled the moment Enid pushed her away angerly and ran off, she felt a painful pang in her chest.

“… She may be upset with me. And yes Yoko, it does hurt. But just thinking about attending that event with Gaplin, spending the only holiday I don’t detest at a party with him while mon cœur sits alone in our room- “

“We’ll be here! She won’t be alone Wednesday! I promise! We’ll bring her to the Halloween feast, she’ll love it!” Yoko promised. Desperately trying to change Wednesday’s mind.

But Wednesday shook her head slowly. She was determined, she would win the challenge, gloat in Emily, Rowan, Rachel and Tylers faces and bring Enid to that Halloween party. If she didn’t, then she didn’t deserve to be an Addams.

“I acknowledge and appreciate your offer, Tanaka. But no, Enid will be going to the Ministry’s Halloween celebration, and I will be the one by her side.” Wednesday stated as she readied herself and jumped into the great lakes water below.

Notes:

Ok, so fun fact: in Hogwarts Legacy, if you actually jump on a stone bench and shimmy over to a point on the stone railing on one of the walkways, you can pass through the barrier and jump into the lake. While I was trying to find ways to break through the barrier, I was thinking to myself, “holy fuck that’s dangerous, the professors should probably fix that.”

Then I imagined Wednesday being a student crazy enough to jump while Enid begged her not to do it. Which inspired me to write this story.

Also, holy hell this story is taking forever! I promise, things are about to pick up and kick off, but honestly, I never thought I would actually write something with over 100,000 words! Pretty crazy.

Chapter 19: Into the dark waters bellow

When Wednesday finally managed to enter the room of requirement, after shouting at the plain wall for five minutes and waiting another full minute for the door to fully form, she spotted the blonde wolf laying on her side on her bed, facing away from the entrance.

Thing hopped off the wolfs bed and scuttled over to the dark witch and climbed up to her shoulder. “I tried explaining it to her without bringing up ‘you know what’ tried telling her how an Addams never backs down from a challenge and how stubborn we are, but… I can only say so much,” Thing signed and tapped out.

Wednesday nodded gratefully to the hand, “I appreciate you not trying to chew my ear off for accepting the challenge and attempting to explain things… how… upset is she?”

Thing jumped off her shoulder and rushed to a small vent, just at the base of the wall before signing, “She’s super pissed, good luck!” he signed with enthusiasm before disappearing down the school’s ventilation system.

Wednesday sighed. She threw her muggle swimsuit into her closet and changed into her sleepwear and emerged to see Enid was still on laying on her bed, still in the exact same position she had been in when Wednesday first entered.

“Enid?... Enid, can we please talk?”

Enid shifted to throw her bright pink covers over herself, shielding her from Wednesday and her words.

Wednesday shuffled towards the wolfs bed, and before she could sit on the side, she heard Enid’s muffled warning growl.

“I understand! No contact… But Enid, please, we need to talk-“

“NO! I’m ignoring you! Go away Wednesday.” Enid huffed, but couldn’t supress the whimper she let out when she felt the small witch’s presence dissipate.

It wasn’t fair, why wasn’t Wednesday taking the wolfs feelings into account? The past few weeks, Enid thought that their ‘relationship’ was going great. Even though they hadn’t become an official couple yet, with Enid’s Truewolf nature and how serious Truewolfs took ‘mating for life’ and Wednesday always becoming uncharacteristically flustered and shy when it came to the subject of becoming an actual couple, they both acknowledged their feelings for each other and enjoyed them.

But today was the first time Wednesday had been dismissive of Enid’s feelings, and it made the wolf feel terrible.

The room was quiet for a moment, and Enid thought for a second that Wednesday was either standing completely still, staring at her, or she had completely disappeared with the lack of sound, until a strange noise rang out and Enid felt something bumping against the duvet covering Enid’s face.

Suddenly, the duvet was pulled away from the wolf and the bright yellow eyes of the black jaguar holding Enid’s bedding in its mouth, staired at her.

“Wednesday… Turn back into your human form.” Enid warned with a cracked voice, feeling her wolf instantly waking and starting to slam against her chest once again. The jaguar dropped the duvet and rubbed its head against Enid’s forehead, purring loudly.

“Wednesday! I mean it! Turn back now!”

The jaguar ignored Enid’s pleas and instead, started to lose itself in the wolfs scent and warmth. Enid closed her eyes in an attempt to control herself but lost. In an instant, the black jaguar was tackled to the floor by the giant blonde wolf, violently sniffing and nuzzling madly. It had been three weeks since the wolf and jaguar had last met, so Wednesday guessed it must have been making up for lost time.

Wednesday escaped and sprinted into the second section of the room, with the giant wolf on her tail. She jumped onto the long black dinner table and lowered her head to watch the wolfs movements.

The Truewolf lowered its own head in return, waiting in anticipation for the panthers movement.

Time stood still for a moment, they both stared at each other with baited breath. Each trying to spot any indication of intent. The panther leaped back towards the hallway to their sleeping quarters, but was tackled in the air.

The wolf muzzled madly again but stopped suddenly. After a moment of thought the wolf slowly started to bare its teeth and growled. Wednesday slowly tried to get out from under the wolf, but it snapped its jaws inches from the jaguar as a warning. Wordless telling it to stay exactly where it was.

The wolf wrapped itself tightly around the black jaguar and settled itself for the night, not at all intending to move.

Wednesday transformed herself back into her human form. "Enid? Enid, we need to talk about the challenge. I know you're mad, but-"

The giant wolf snarled and bit the back of Wednesday black night shirt, hoisted her into the air and trotted back to the dark witch's bed. Wednesday let out an embarrassing noise of surprise as she was flopped down on the bed and engulfed in blonde fur once again.

"Enid! I implore you to control your wolf! This is utterly humiliating!" Wednesday whined.

The wolf glared at the dark witch she was protectively wrapped around. The giant wolf stared into the dark brown eyes that made her want to howl loudly to the moon, she glanced down to the girl’s adorable freckles that hammered her heart and deeply inhaled her scent that soothed her.

The wolf muzzled her giant scarred snout into the small girl’s neck and let out a soft whine. "Enid... I don't wish to upset you. When I do, it feels as though somehow, a grindylow was placed in my chest and rips my heart apart! I want nothing more than to make you happy, to shower you with affection and make it my life achievement to make the rest of your life completely burden free."

Wednesday was completely scarlet at her admission, but she didn’t care. She focused on the sensation of the wolfs blonde fur, her fingertip delicately running over the deep gashes on her face.

"You have to understand. I cannot back out of this challenge. For me to back down and not do it, would be a sign of weakness! I haven't told you this, and I know I am a bit skittish when it comes to us becoming... official." Wednesday blushed even harder, calming down when the wolf let out a sigh of pleasure when Wednesday scratched a certain area behind her ear.

“But unfortunately, McCartney is right. Your kind only look for strong partners. And you, Enid, deserve the bravest, strongest partner that can possibly exist. And I will strive to be just that. I would jump off the highest of heights, tread the most dangerous waters, fight the most monstrous of creatures to earn the right, and live up to the title... of being the one who has the honour of standing by your side." Wednesday whispered, breathlessly.

Wednesday turned her head to face the wolf, but to her disappointment. She saw that the wolf was fast asleep.

"... you didn't hear any of my words, did you?" Wednesday sighed. The wolf merely let out a long yawn and cuddled into the witch further.

Wednesday huffed and felt bitter disappointment. For the past three weeks, she had tried to build up the courage to ask Enid to be her romantic partner. She was even planning to ask the blonde wolf to go on an official date this Saturday night. A romantic picnic in the vivariummi Enid loved to visit so much.

But now that idea was thrown out the window with this stupid challenge. She pondered the idea of using the Halloween party as their first date (if Enid would forgive her for being so stubborn) when a small piece of paper fell on her face.

Wednesday snatched it off and read the elegant writing.

That was lovely miss Addams. It truly was. Speak with Enid tomorrow, I'm sure she will come around. She's far too fond of you to stay angry.

Yours, very sincerely: The Room of Requirement.

The dark witch sighed and looked to the rooms ceiling, which bore the resemblance of the northern lights. "You have the ability to write notes, but decide to communicate in a childish manner?"

The room remanded still. Wednesday huffed at its immaturity and ripped the note apart. Not wanting the wolf to accidentally read it when she woke. "Thank you." Wednesday whispered, closing her eyes.

"I am still setting you on fire when I graduate." She muttered as she let the wolfs body heat lull her to sleep.

>

In the morning, Enid was the first to awake. And at some point, during the night, she must of woke up slightly and transformed back into her human form because she had the small dark witch in her arms, cuddled up sweetly.

Enid smiled softly at the sight of Wednesday, snoring slightly, looking completely at peace. But Wednesday’s peace was ripped away from her when Enid shoved her off the bed and sent her falling to the floor.

"Wha!...what’s happening? Enid?" Wednesday looked around in a sleepy panic. She looked back up to the bed and saw Enid giving her the deadliest glare she had ever seen. One that had the ability to rival her own.

Wednesday tried to think of what to tell the angry girl, but Enid hopped off the bed and stomped over to her own walk-in closet and slammed the door so violently, she felt the room shutter.

When Enid finally emerged, Wednesday was already in her uniform and waiting at the door for her. ""Enid-"

"That was such a dirty trick!"

Wednesday looked confused for a moment at Enids words, not at all knowing what she was talking about. "Oh! don’t try and pretend you didn't know what you were doing! I told you my wolf loves, and I mean loves! Your panther form! And you used it to get me to talk to you! I didn't want to transform! And you tricked me and my wolf into doing it! Thats so... SHITTY OF YOU!" Enid roared.

Wednesday’s heart panged so harshly; it took every ounce of her strength to stop herself doubling over in pain. She did however clench the fabric of her jumper that was over her heart.

"No! I didn't know that would happen! I didn't do it on purpose! I just wanted to cheer you up-"

"If you wanted to cheer me up, then you could have dropped this stupid challenge!" Enid interjected.

Wednesday paled at the thought, having to tell those stupid Slytherin's she wouldnt jump, and go on a date with Tyler. That was out of the question, to admit defeat or go on a romantic endeavour, fake or not, with anyone other than the completely enraged Truewolf Infront of her, went against Wednesday’s very nature.

Wednesday looked to the floor, a genuine frown on her face. ".... I can’t, I'm sorry." Wednesday muttered quietly.

Enid thew her hands up in the air, "I can’t, I literally cant with you! Why are you doing this to me? do you really just like, not care about my feelings? Is that it?" Enid asked.

Wednesday was stunned at the question. So stunned in fact, she was left speechless, the first time in her life she had ever been made so. Not only was she silent at the ridiculous question, but she also came to the realisation that Enid was right.

She had completely and selfishly forgot how much her actions could affect the wolfs feelings, and the realisation made her cursed hearts pain increase. It felt as if fingers were digging into it and slowly started to pry it apart.

Wednesday was about to speak, but was stopped by Enid’s hand signalling her to keep her mouth shut. "I... I really like you. Like really, really like you Wednesday, but since you’ve ignored my feelings, and until you come to your senses, I'm ignoring you!"

Wednesday gasped at the aspect of spending a day with the girl actively ignoring her. "No! No! Please mon cœur! Please don't! you’re right! I didn't consider of how this challenge would upset you! I apologise! I am sorry! No number of apologies could even come close to an adequate-"

"Then say, right now, you will not jump!" Enid stated, looking to Wednesday with a whirl of emotion in her blue eyes.

Wednesday Looked down in shame. "I can’t Enid... I am sorry."

Enid stomped over and ripped open the room’s door, sending one more angry glare over her shoulder to Wednesday, who shrunk under the wolfs glare.

"... I just don’t want you to get hurt Wends! You mean too much to me!"

Enid slammed the door, leaving behind a devastated dark witch who was on the verge of passing out.

>

Wednesday stared down at her lunch in front of her, not at all convinced she could take a single bite without throwing it back up again. It was only halfway through the day and Wednesday was a complete mess.

Throughout potions and history of magic, Enid had pointedly ignored Wednesday. Not once even giving a glance to the short witch as she sat by herself. The wolf had even snapped at Professor Thornhill, who told her she needed a partner for the lesson, but the wolf growled, telling her she wasn't in the right mood to sit next to anyone.

Wednesday tried her best to focus on Thornhills slightly fearful reaction and the students who flinched in fear at the wolf. Hoping it would make her feel better, but the guilt she felt ripping through her heart didn’t dwindle.

"Wednesday, you look like your about to pass out, you have to eat something. We have training later." Bianca stated from across the Slytherin's table.

Almost everyone in the great hall gawked and gasped when Wednesday had sat down at her own houses table. She hadn’t sat with them since her first year at Hogwarts. Even Bianca looked surprised. She had looked over to see Enid sitting at the Gryffindor table with Yoko, Divina, Pugsley, Eugene and Ajax, angerly shoving her lunch into her mouth.

At one point, Yoko came over to their table to speak with Wednesday, but nodded and turned back sadly when Wednesday told her to meet her after classes to help her practice.

"So, trouble in paradise? You know, we're probably the best people to talk about fighting with your significant other with in the inter school." Bianca said, shooting a playful glare to her boyfriend, Xavier who sat beside her.

Wednesday sighed because, she was right. Bianca and Xavier had broken up and gotten back together so many times and fought so frequently, even Wednesday of all people was surprised they were still a couple.

"It’s none your business! Me and Enid... had a fight this morning. Thats all." Wednesday said while shuffling her light salad around her plate.

"Addams, you and Sinclair have been attached to the hip at every opportunity you've had since she’s been here. I honestly thought for a moment she was going to rip Thornhills head off in potions, and she’s been burning holes in the back of my head ever since you've sat down."

Wednesday looked over to the Gryffindor table to see Enid glaring at Bianca, stabbing her lunch so hard with her fork, it broke the plate. Wednesday shivered.

"It must have been a pretty serious fight if she’s ignoring you this hard. I mean, we did learn about truewolfs last year, and from what I remember, their super protective over their mat-"

Wednesday calmly placed a large hunting knife on the table beside her lunch. Effectively bringing the conversation to an immediate end.

>

"Enid!.. Enid! you have to be careful! or you'll eat broken glass." Divina warned, paling when she heard the wolfs teeth chewing and grounding down a piece of the glass plate that made its way to her mouth via her pasta.

Enid didn’t comment or react to the glass in her mouth that she chewed. She simply stared at the back of Bianca’s head, growling. "Too close. She way too close."

"Her boyfriend is literally sitting right biside her! Just go and talk to her. She’s clearly upset your ignoring her, what happened between you too anyway?" Pugsley asked while attempting to transform his pet rat into an hour glass.

Since the jump Wednesday was challenged to complete was incredibly dangerous, all who were present at the time were sworn to secretary. Both Enid and Divina had thought to go to one of the professors to stop Wednesday from jumping, but both were already unpopular enough, and didn’t want the title of rat on their names. And even though Enid had told Divina that she didn't care about her popularity, and only cared for Wednesday’s safety, Divina convinced the wolf not to tell. Telling her that word spread fast through the castle and ratting wouldn't make her time at Hogwarts any easier.

"Pugs, trust me, you don’t wanna get involved in this situation." Yoko warned the young Addams, pushing her sunglasses further up her nose. Stressful situations always gave her migraines, hence the reason she was one of the only students given the permission to wear the accessory with her uniform and in class.

Enid continued to glare at the quidditch captain. She was far too close, far too relaxed, and talked to Wednesday far to comfortably for her liking. And she didnt miss the few times Wednesdays face went slightly red and became uncomfortable at the conversation they were having.

And given the fact the great hall was always bustling with noise, she couldn't eavesdrop on their words, which just added fuel to the roaring fire inside her chest.

"Did you talk with Wednesday?" Divina asked Yoko beside her, rubbing her back. She always hated when Yoko got migraines. She hated seeing her in such a state of pain.

"I tried love! But like I said, if Enid couldn't convince her, then there's no way in hell would I be able to!"

"Maybe I could?" Pugsley piped up.

Yoko simply lowered her glasses and stared at the boy with tired eyes, her mouth slightly agape. "Not a hope. You'd probably side with her. You are an Addams as well, after all. No. Only Enid will be able to bring her to her senses. Unless we rat on her."

Enid barely heard what her group of friends were saying. She was completely focused on Bianca, but she accidentally locked eyes with Wednesday for a moment.

Her mood lifted instantly at the sight of Wednesday's dark, brown eyes. She felt every fibre of her being, from the goosebumps on her arms that formed, to the very bottom of her soul relax in an instant.

But Enid’s tranquil state was ruined by the sight of Tyler sitting down next to Wednesday.

>

"So, you’re still going to... you know." Tyler whispered to the dark witch, who was completely hypnotised at the sight of the wolfs eyes that she had been longing to stare into since the morning.

Tyler sighed and snapped his fingers in front of the girl’s face, effectively destroying Wednesday's enjoyment of the sight of the wolfs deep blue eyes.

Wednesday snapped her head towards the boy and gave him one of her signature death glares. "What do you want, Galpin!?" She snarled.

"I asked you, are you still going to-" Tyler mimicked the motion of Wednesday diving off cracked peak. Bianca and Xavier looked to each other in confusion. The dark witch returned her attention to her light salad.

For a moment, she thought about what Enid had said earlier in the morning. How she had completely ignored her feelings because of her pride, and how angry Enid was. And she especially remembered the wolfs hurtful glare when she had pushed Wednesday away the previous day.

But she imagined Enid sitting on her bed, cold and alone, crying slightly on Halloween night. Waiting for Wednesday to come back from her date with the boy. And that image alone, almost made the dark witch vomit in disgust.

Wednesday turned to the boy and leaned in close. "Tyler Galpin. I'll perform it with a flip if I have to." She whispered with a slight hiss.

"Merlin's beard Wednesday! Its insanity! You could get seriously hurt! Look, I know you don’t feel the same way, so you can come as my plus one! Even Emily's nervous about this!"

"I can’t take Enid as my date if I attended the event as your plus one-" And as if her name had summoned her, Enid had appeared behind them seemingly out of thin air.

"Jesus! Sinclair! How the hell did you do that?!" Bianca shouted. Enid didn’t comment, she simply glared at everyone at the table, especially Tyler and his closeness to Wednesday.

"Tyler...what are you doing?"

Tyler rose from his place on the bench and towered over the wolf, looking down at her with disgust. "Eating lunch. With Wednesday. What’s it to you?"

Enid clenched her jaw as her fangs started to slowly protrude. "Enid? Enid, he was just trying to convince me not too-" Wednesday tried to explain the situation but was silenced by the wolf who raised her hand and signalled her to zip it.

"You're the reason she's being a stubborn idiot. So, take the hint. She's not interested, leave her alone." Enid warned the boy with calm, controlled rage seeping into her every word.

Tyler stepped closer to the wolf, both of them not noticing that the inter great hall was completely silent, watching the tense exchange.

"Make me."

Enid grabbed a student’s empty ginger ale bottle and smashed it on the edge of the table, turning it into a deadly weapon. Everyone except for Tyler jumped in surprise, some Slytherin students scampering away in fear, including Bianca and Xavier.

Wednesday jumped up and took the murderous wolf's face into her hands. Whispering words of comfort in an attempt to calm the girl down. "Enid, Enid. Stop, its okay, its okay! Just calm down! Please!"

"What is going on here!" Professor Vlad roared as he made his way over to the fight from the staff table. Wednesday turned to see all the Professors staring at scene. All of them looked slightly alarmed at Enid’s actions, all except for Professor Weems, who looked almost amused.

"Professor Vlad! Galpin was antagonising her! She lost control for a moment. It’s In her nature-"

"It’s in her nature to break glass bottles and threaten fellow students!? I hardly think so Miss Addams! Miss Sinclair! Drop that bottle! Now!" Professor Vlad demanded. Enid continued to glare at Tyler as she threw the broken bottle to the ground.

"30 points from Gryffindor! And you will be coming with me Miss Sinclair!" The Professor declared, grabbing the blonde wolf by the wrist and dragged her away. Wednesday watch as Enid allowed herself to be escorted. Sending one last hateful glare to Tyler.

>

Enid sat in the Russian Professor's office. It was a fancy looking space with numerous trophies and pictures of the professor flying on brooms, soaring through the air holding a quaffle in his arm. There was also some newspaper pages framed in glass. All of which had the heading of 'Russia wins the cup'.

"I was captain of the national Russia quidditch team back in the day. I miss it dearly, but it’s a young man’s game. Far too old to continue." Professor Vlad informed Enid, who had been staring at the walls in an attempt to calm her nerves about being alone in a room with a wizard. Especially one that looked like he could have been a vampire.

"Miss Sinclair. What happened back there? Never in all my years of teaching have I seen such a barbaric act. Too break a glass bottle in such a manner, and to threaten a student with it!"

"But i didn’t threaten him with it-"

"Because I put a stop to that nonsense before you could!" Vlad stated, then took a breath through his pointed nose. "Miss Addams said Mr Galpin was antagonising you. If that is what she said happened, then I believe her. Miss Addams is a lot of things, some admirable, some slightly problematic, but a liar she is not. But that does not excuse your violent behaviour. Explain yourself."

Enid was shaking at the volume and tone of the professor’s voice. She tried to speak, but she couldn't and slightly started to hyperventilate. Professor Vlad noticed the girls panic, and remembered how Professor Weems had informed all the Professors of Enid’s phobia.

"Enid. I promise you; you are very safe here. All the teachers here at Hogwarts would lay our lives down for the safety of each and every student that attends here. I merely need to know what happened so we can make sure it doesn't happen again." The wizard explained softly, in a kind, but firm tone.

Enid nodded and took a breath. "Me and Wednesday got into a fight this morning. And I've been ignoring her to try and teach her a lesson. But during lunch, Tyler sat next to her and started talking to her. And he's a part of the reason we're fighting in the first place! And he keeps trying to convince her to go on dates with him even though she told him she wasn't interested! And he just can’t take a hint and asked her to go to the Halloween party and, and-"

"Miss Sinclair. Breathe," Vlad advised the wolf who was rambling uncontrollably. "So, you are to tell me, you broke a glass bottle with the intent to scare Mr Galpin off because he intended to invite Miss Addams on a date? чертовы подростки," he sighed quietly.

Professor Vlad stood and walked around his desk. "You should count yourself lucky I'm not going to contact your parents, Sinclair. Given the foolishness of youth and the fact you are a Truewolf, which I suspect plays apart in your violent behaviour when it comes to Miss Addams being pursued romantically from someone other than yourself -"

Enid's face erupted at the Professor's words. "I will be lenient in your punishment. But I must warn you, if anything like this happens again. You will be expelled. Do I make myself clear?"

Enid nodded while staring at the ground in shame. "You will clean the quittage equipment after every practice for two months, and again, repeat this kind of behaviour one more time, you will be on the Hogwarts express before you can blink."

>

Wednesday scowled at the cowardly professor in front of her. After Enid had been dragged away for her, admittedly, heart racing display of violence, Wednesday hadn't seen the girl since lunch. She wasn't in the room after lessons when Wednesday went to get changed and her broom, and she hadn't shown up to watch the Slytherin's quidditch practice. And it was souring her mood, much to the inconvenience of Professor Kinbott.

"That was quite a tense moment at lunch, wasn't it? Would you... would you like to talk about it?" Kinbott tried to sound natural but couldn't help the stain in her voice.

Wednesday eyed the nervous, blonde witch. For the past two years she had been forced to attend these usless, time-consuming, pointless therapy sessions.

And while she preferred Professor Kinbott to be her therapist, since she was absolutely terrified of her, she still loathed the witch. She was a cowardly woman who flinched at any loud noise. She could barely look most students in the eye and could hardly control a classroom with any amount of attorney.

"There is nothing to talk about. Enid became territorial when Tyler sat next to me. You're aware of how infatuated he is with me, and she is also aware of his interest in me. Enid saw him as a threat and acted how most of her kind would. Plain and simple."

Professor Kinbott perked up and sent Wednesday a small smile. "So, you and Enid are together? Officially? Thats wonderful Miss Addams! I was slightly worried about your feelings after our last session-"

"What did I tell you!? Not a word about or last session!" Wednesday snapped. Their last session was the most open the dark witch had ever been with her therapist. When Valerie had taken a chance with asking Wednesday about her relationship with Enid, she felt the need to express her feelings. How she always became nervous whenever the wolf had brought up the aspect of becoming a couple, how she always just hugged Enid and told her she still wasn't ready to make such a commitment.

"And no. Me and Enid are... having complications right now. We are not a couple yet... and I don’t know if we'll ever be. Not with how I have been neglectful of her feelings as of recent." Wednesday admitted.

"Don't think like that Wednesday. All relationships have their hardships. I'm sure it will be ok. Now then, why don’t we address your feelings coming to your 'neglectfulness'. I can tell its bothering you. Also, what did you and Enid fight about?"

Wednesday glared at the Professors. "Me and Enid’s problems are none of your business! We are here to talk about me, not her!"

"But she is an important part of your life. Maybe it would be beneficial if you talked about it." Kinbott suggested. She was on a roll these past three therapy sessions since Wednesday had met Enid. She was calmer, more open and significantly happier.

"She being overprotective! I was challenged to do something that is less dangerous then playing quittige, and she's treating it like I'm about to commit suicide!"

Professor Kinbott turned pure white. "You..you haven't been having those kind of thoughts, have you!?"

Wednesday gave the professor a bored look. "Did you seriously just ask me that? You know I'm far too fond of myself to do something like that. Although, i did consider it when the curse was activated when i met enid, but no. I will not commit, or even considered suicide anytime soon."

Professor Kinbott let out a sigh of relief, but then thought for a moment. "What were you challenged to do? Its nothing... illegal, is it? Nothing to dangerous i hope. If Enid is this worried-"

"She broke a bottle and intended to use it as a weapon because Galpin sat next to me at lunch. She isn't exactly reasonable when it comes to my safety. Its something ive done in the past countless times, and she is aware of that." Wednesday huffed. But then she remembered what the wolf had said that morning.

'Do you like, not care about my feelings!?'

Wednesday sighed and crossed her arms. She slouched down in her chair at the memory. Completely ignoring the professor infront of her.

>

The next day, during herboligy. Enid was absentmindedly scribbling on a piece of parchment. She was completely blocking out the lesson and Ajax who was sleeping on the table beside her.

Her mind was racing with thoughts of the night before. When Enid had returned to the room for the night and continued to pointedly ignored Wednesday, who was at her writing desk staring at a blank piece of paper. Something she did when she was upset.

The blonde wolf was planning on crawling into bed without saying goodnight, but couldn't help but hear a soft whimper from across the room. Enid was back on her feet as fast as possible and wrapped her arms around Wednesday's neck and gave the top of her head a soft peck, and whispered goodnight to the short witch.

Enid let out a low growl that made a girl behind her flinch and Ajax stirr slightly.

It wasn't fare. Why can't things ever go right for her. Things were going so well, she was getting better at managing her fear, she was catching up in history of magic and Wednesday was getting more and more comfortable in their 'relationship' to the point were Enid was convinced she was going to finally ask to make things official.

But all that was ruined because of those stupid Slytherin's! Why couldn't they just leave them alone! It was obvious they didn't like her. So why did they feel the need to mess things up for her?

Enid let out another low growl, but her negative thoughts subsided at the thought of the young Addams she was enamoured with. She was everything Enid could ever want in a partner, she was kind, she was strong and showered her in endless affection, and she was endlessly beautiful.

But her stubbornness was as endless as well. And it was killing the poor wolf. She didn't want to ignore her, she wanted nothing more than to throw her plan of ignoring her out the window and gab on to her and never let go.

Enid smiled subconsciously, a soft blush developing on her cheeks as she glanced down to the words she had written on the piece of parchment.

The blonde wolf's face erupted and violently snatched up the paper, knocking over her ink bottle and spilling it all over the table.

A bunch of students reeled back in fear and Ajax whipped up his head to see what was happening. "You good, man?"

"Miss Sinclair? Is everything alright?" The herboligy Professor asked with a hint of nervousness. After the scene Enid had caused yesterday at lunch, all the Professors had taken extra care in making sure the wolf was relaxed as possible, fearing what she would do if she was over excited or enraged.

Enid was about to tear the paper apart, but for some reason, couldn't bring herself to do it. She stuffed the paper into her skirt pocket and gave the professor an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry sir! Just had a spasum, growing wolf and all."

Yoko jogged up to Enid and Ajax as they collected their things and existed the greenhouses. "What was all that about wolfie?" She asked.

"Its nothing to worry about. We should be worried about stopping Wednesday from... you know." Enid whispered to Yoko. Not wanting Ajax to overhear their conversation.

Yoko rolled her eyes. "Oh come on, you know Ajax won't rat. He'd probably forget about the challenge as he made his way to Professor Weems office. And honestly, you should just accept the fact Wednesdays gonna jump. She isn't going to change her mind and you both miss eachother."

Enid didnt reply. Instead, she simply marched forward, a plan forming in her mind. It was going to be mortifying, and she might just die of embarrassment if it didnt work. But she had too try.

>

Wednesday sat alone at the Slytherin's table with her head in her hands as she stared down at her untouched dinner.

At this point of the day, she would be sitting with the wolf, who would shovel down her stake. Wanting to finish it as soon as possible to go outside for a run.

She sighed and pushed her dinner aside and turned to leave but jumped at the sudden sight of Enid silently standing behind her.

"Damn it Sinclair! Stop doing that!" Bianca shouted from further down the table, holding a hand to her chest at the suprise of the truewolfs sudden appearance.

Enid sent her a scowl. She grabbed Wednesday by the wrist and lead her outside into the hall, sending a group of sixth years who were loutering in the hall running with a angry growl.

The two girl stood alone in a secluded corner. Enid was looking down nervously, and Wednesday was watching the girl with interest. This was the first time, all day, enid had acknowledged her.

The blonde wolf took a shaking breath and took Wednesdays hands in her own. "Wednesday. I hate this. I hate ignoring you... and i hate the fact that you won't change your mind. Today, all i could think about were what we're going to miss, if you... if you jump and something goes wrong. All the things we could experience together! All because of one stupid dare!"

"Like, going on a... date. Holding hands and becoming, you know, official? Spending birthdays and Christmas together. Graduating together. I want to experience those things with you! And i cant if your... dead!"

Wednesday winced at Enid's words and couldn't help but feel guilty. "I want to spend more time with you wends. I want to meet your family! And i want you to meet my pack! They'll love you! I want you to meet my little cousin Nina, she'll adore you! And I want you to be with me when-"

Enid blushed and took in another deep breath. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the slightly crumpled piece of paper. She handed it to Wednesday, avoiding her eyes, but couldn't help but smile. "I change my last name."

Wednesday slowly unfolded the parchment, and all the air in her lungs left in an instant at what she read.

Mrs Enid Addams.

It was a risky move. Enid was basically telling Wednesday she fantasised about marrying the witch in the future. But with how Wednesday was acting, and how badly enid wanted Wednesday to stay away from cracked peak, she decided it was worth the risk.

The silence surrounding the two girls was suffocating. So much so, that Enid couldn't take the suspense anymore and looked to Wednesday infront of her. And to her surprise and disappointment, she didn't look shocked, flustered, or flattered. Strangely enough, the dark witch looked confused.

"Wrong..." Wednesday stated.

All the air in Enids lungs left in an instant, and ice started to flow through her vains. "Wha..what?" She whimpered.

Wednesday looked up from the piece of paper and held it up for the frightened wolf to read. "You spelt Addams wrong. My last name has two Ds, not one." Enid quickly reread the note.

Mrs Enid Adams

Wednesday and Enid looked eachother in the eyes for a beat, before Enid spoke again. "...Thats what you say?" She asked quietly. "Thats what you take from that? Are you...Are you serious?"

Wednesday folded the paper again with great care and pocketed it, then took both of the wolfs hands again. "Enid... That is not what I take from this. The reason I am not reacting in such a manner-"

The short witch took a deep, slightly, stuttering breath. "Is because, if I reacted in the manner of which my heart deems appropriate, I would faint at the mere sight of a signal piece of parchment that almost rivals your own beauty."

Wednesday swayed slightly. Enid jumped in alarm and snaked her arm around her shoulder, fearing what would happen if she fell unconscious to the hard, stone floor of the castle.

"I... I believe it would be beneficial to my health, if we find a place for me to sit and rest for a moment."

Enid nodded hastily, guiding the short towards a stone bench and carefully lowering the both of them to sit down, with Wednesday practically on the wolfs lap.

"I didn't think you'd react like that."

Wednesday took a deep breath and rested her head on Enid shoulder. The feeling of relief, the feeling of finally being by the wolfs side again, was euphoric. As if a giant piece of her soul had returned to her.

Both the girl sat in silence, Wednesday with her eyes closed, resting from the shock of seeing the wonderful sight of Enids piece of paper, and Enid, watching and sending scowls to students leaving the great hall who got slightly to close to them as they walked by.

"...There's no changing you're mind, is there. If that didn't work, nothing will. You're going to go through with it tomorrow." Enid muttered as she wrapped her arms around Wednesday's neck and buried her face in her dark hair.

"Mh sorry." Wednesday muttered sadly.

Enids soft whine made Wednesday hold onto her tighter. For a moment, she thought she would change her mind. That the wolfs plight would cause her so much pain, that she would swallow her pride and toss the challenge aside.

But her own stubbornness and pride still won over.

"I already told you, I am as stubborn as a hippogriff

Enid let out a warm chuckle and squeezed Wednesday harder. "Yeah, you did warn me about that, didn't you. Just... please be careful! Really, really careful, ok?! If you drown, I'll swim down to the bottom of the lake and kill every single merperson or grindilow that tries to eat you!"

Wednesday blushed at the mental image of the wolf slaughtering all the different water creatures. Tearing them limb from limb with her powerful jaws and razer sharp claws.

"I promise you... I will take every safety precaution and measurement with extreme care to guarantee my safe return back into your arms, my beautiful wolf." Wednesday proclaimed softly, brushing a thumb over Enids scars.

 

Enid signed for the thousandth time on her bed, cuddled up with Snips and Alfred under the covers. "She's gonna be okay. She gonna be fine, right?" She asked the white ferret, who curled up into her neck harder, almost as if he was trying his best to comfort her.

It had been only ten minutes since Wednesday had left to meet with yoko to sneak out to cracked peak to preform the stunt, and even though they had hugged for a long time and Enid had kissed her cheeks countless times, pleading her to be careful, she still couldn't come to terms that Wednesday was about to freedall 150 feet into the black lake.

The feeling of pure dread didn't disapate when she felt and saw Thing crawl under her covers and sighed. "You ok?"

"Oh course I'm not ok! My mat... Wednesday's about to do something super dangerous! How could I possibly be ok!?" She whimpered.

Thing slumped slightly and started to pet the wolfs head. "She'll be ok, Enid. I've seen her diving off cliffs before, she really is great at it. Fester pretty much trained her to be a pro-"

"I dont wanna hear about that uncle Fester! He was in Azkaban! He was insane! Any wizard who acts that causal about being in Azkaban cant be right in the head!" Enid roared, whipping her bed covers off herself and jumping off her bed to pace the room back and forth.

"Wait. You've met him? What the hell were you doing in Azkaban!?" Thing sighed frantically.

Enid turned sheet white at the question. "I..I..I told you my dad was sent there before, I was... I was visiting him. Fester was in the cell across from him. Even the Dementors didn't seem to affect him."

"You've seen Dementors? You should tell Wednesday. She always found them interesting-"

"Yeah! Sure! If she doesn't kill herself over a stupid challenge!" Enid snapped back, making her way over to Wednesday's bed to calm herself down.

She crawled underneath the black, warm covers. She grab one of Wednesday's pillows and hugged it to her chest when she felt Snips and Alfred joining her and cuddled up into her.

"Thanks guys." Enid whispered and closed her eyes, trying her best to calm down enough to fall asleep.

She scratched her ferrets chin for a moment before something happened. All at once, she couldn't hear anything, almost as if she had become deaf. The only thing she could hear, was her heart beat.

The wolf julted up abruptly and looked over to the room of requirements doorway. Thing scampered across the foor to see what was wrong. "What is it? Did you hear something?"

Enid ignored him, continuing to stare at the door. "...Somethings wrong."

"Enid, Wednesday's going to be ok!-"

"No! Its... its not the jump. I dont know what it is, but... somethings wrong thing! I've got to get to Wednesday!" Enid said, leaving the warmth of the bed and striding over to the entrance of the room.

"Room! Code red! Code red!" Thing tapped out on the floor in a rush. The inter room shook as the metal framed door dissolved to leave a blank wall.

Enid stared at where the door uses to be, then slowly turned to stare at the dismembered hand with a blank expression, but her eyes were filled with hellfire. "Code red? What... the fuck... is a 'code red?' Thing?"

Thing crawled under Wednesday's marbled vanity to protect himself from the oncoming onslaught. "Wednesday's Idea's and orders! Not mine! She told me and the room if you try to leave the room, we were to-"

Enid grabbed the vanity that easily weighed hundreds of pounds, and violently toppled it to the side to reveal a cowarding thing, her face remaining completely stonic.

"What orders? What does code red mean?"

"It! Its for if you try to stop her! She was worried you'd do something dangerous! After the bottle incident, she felt you might-"

Enid turned to the blank wall once again and placed her hand on it gently. "Room. Conjure up the door again." She said evenly.

After a few moments of nothing happening, Enid spoke again. "Room... its either you make the door appear, or I make the door myself." She threatened.

There was a slight shuddering, but the wall stayed bare.

Enid unsheathed her sharp claws on the wall, ripping through the wallpaper slightly. Within an instant, the door reappeared, and Enid flung it open and lunged forward down the hallway, not at all hearing the frantically Thing behind her, begging her to come back.

She barrelled down the halls, jumping over the railing of the stairs and over sofa's. 'Not fast enough, not fast enough!' Enid thought. With a pull of her heart, she let her wolf take charge, transforming into the massive blonde creature mid run.

Luckily it was late. Had there been students in the halls, she definitely would have crashed into them and caused them harm, unfortunately for the castles suits of armour, they were not spared.

Suits of armour, statues and vases were destroyed by the giant wolf that tore through the school as she made her way to cracked peak.

She slammed through the castle's giant doors and skidded into the hogwarts courtyard, then turned to clamber up the outdoor walkways, almost slamming into the stone statue of a unicorn when she spotted a small group of students, surrounding a lone figure stood on the stone railing.

The wolf sprinted towards the group, all of them reeling back in surprise at the sudden appearance of Enid.

Wednesday was dressed in her black, muggle wetsuit with Yoko and Divina just inches behind her. Emily, Rachel and Tyler where feet away, looking as surprised as the former.

The giant wolf paced back and forth, whining loudly at Wednesday, who was frozen on the spot on the railing at the unexpected appearance of the wolf.

"Enid!? What are you doing here!? I... please return to our room! I dont want you to see this! You might do something irrational!" Wednesday pleaded.

The wolf whinned even harder, wanting nothing more than to muzzle into the witch, but hesitated due to her standing in such a dangerous place.

"Wolfie? Hey, wolfie, just calm down-" Yoko tried to calm Enid down, but backed up when the red eyed wolf nipped at the girls hands, softly growling.

"Ok! I'll back up! But seriously Enid! You gotta-"

Enid reeled back towards the stone railing, straining to transform back to her human form. Enid fell to her knees gasping for breath. "Wends! Don't jump! Somethings wrong! Somethings really, really wrong!"

Wednesday froze, locking eyes with the wolfs blue ones, that were full of fear. "I..."

"Its not the jump, wends! Its... its something else! I dont know what! But please-"

"Oh shut it, Sinclair! Do it Addams!" Emily urged.

Enid almost sprinted towards the girl, but was held back, barely by Yoko and Divina, who were yelling at the furious wolf. "Enid! Please!" Divina almost cried.

"YOU SHUT IT! OR I'LL THROW YOU OVER THE EDGE MYSELF!' Enid roared at the three Slytherins. Emily and Rachel hid behind Tyler, who looked between Enid and Wednesday. He almost looked like he wanted to side with the wolf to get Wednesday away from the crack in the barrier, but held his tongue.

Enid looked back to the dark witch, trying to form words that could begin to describe her worry.

But then decided, she was going to do something completely insane.

Enid wrestled out of Yoko and Divina grasp, stepped up onto the stone bench and onto the stone railing. All at attendance besides Tyler were shouting now. All were pleading for her to get down, but Enid stood tall and determined beside Wednesday, who was as pale as Enid had ever seen her.

"My.. My heart, please, dont-"

"If you're gonna jump, then so am I. A Truewolf looks for a strong partner, but it goes both ways. If you're going into the lake, then so am I. No matter where you go Wednesday, no matter where. I will be right by your side. Always."

Wednesday gasped softly. Never in her life would she have thought she would be in this situation. Standing atop a ledge, ready to fall 120 feet with a girl she had completely fallen head over heels for.

And that girl declaring her complete devotion to her. Telling her she would risk her life if it meant she could be her partner.

The small witch stared into Enids' eyes, taking her hands into her own, before she spoke. "Does anyone here doubt I would do it?"

"What?" Yoko breathed, not even noticing her lack of breathing at the situation she was watching.

Wednesday whipped her head around to look at the frozen students. "Does anyone in attendance, doubt I would jump!? Anyone!?"

All the students slowly shook their heads.

She then glared at Tyler, who looks surprisingly relieved when he realised what Wednesday was insinuating. "Prepare yourself, Gaphin! This coming Halloween, you will experience the worst, most atrocious date you will ever experience in your sad, miserable life-"

But Wednesdays threat died in her throat as her anger fell, replaced with a completely calm, almost corpse like demeanor.

Her eyes became slightly misty and her eyelids hooded. She then ripped her hands away from Enid's, causing the wolf to stumble slightly and almost lose her balance. "Wed- Wednesday!? What the fuck!?"

But Wednesday didnt respond. She raised her black wand and muttered a few words, then, she brought the tip of her wand to her head and trailed it down to the bottom of her waist.

She then tossed her wand over her shoulder, over the edge. And before anyone could stop her, Wednesday tilted backwards, passed through the invisible barrier, and plummeted to the cold, pitch black waters bellow.

Enid didnt scream. She didnt hear the cries and shouts of the other students. She didnt even hear her own heartbeat in her chest or her wolf howling madly.

Enid didnt need to think, or even try to react. Right now, she was on autopilot, reacting totally out of instinct. Her instincts were very basic.

Without a moments hesitation, Enid jumped.

Free falling through the air, she didnt think about what could happen to herself. She wasn't even sure if her advanced healing abilities and durability would save her. She did not care, all that mattered, was that Wednesday was safe, that she would live. Even if that meant Enid herself wouldn't.

Even if that meant, She wouldn't be alive to go to the halloween party. Or celebrate Christmas, see her parents again or even live long enough to see another sunrise.

All that mattered, was that Wednesday was okay. Enid reached out and grabbed the stonic girls hand and pulled her into her chest. Transforming milliseconds before wrapping herself around Wednesday and hitting the lakes surface with the sound of a canon.

>

Wednesday julted at the sudden sensation of ice cold water. She accidentally swallowed a mouthfull of lake water when she saw the giant blonde wolf slowly turning into her human form, and drifting down into the dark abyss, clearly unconscious and blood drifting out of her nose.

Wednesday panicked and swam to grab the blondes hand and struggled to swim upwards. After a few seconds of struggling and drapping the wolfs arm around her neck, Wednesday broke through the waters surface.

Wednesday whipped her bangs out of her eyes and frantically wiped the blonde locks out of Enids face and checked her pulse.

"Enid! Enid!? Can you hear me!? Can you hear me!?"

The wolf stirred slighty and opened her eyes a bit. "Wednesday... Wednesday, are you ok." She asked, looking seconds away from passing out again.

Wednesday sushed the girl while treading the water, relief filling her. "It's ok, Enid. We're okay, save your strength. I'll swim for us, you just rest-"

Suddenly, both the girls were pulled back down under the water by an unknown creature.

In the pitch black lake, Wednesday frantically looked around to see the attacker, suspecting a Grindilow or a merperson who was annoyed at the sudden appearance of the two.

But the water was too murky and black, she could barely see the bottom of her chest, let alone the thing that was latched on to her and Enids ankles.

Wednesday reatched for her wand, but it wasn't there. She figured she must of dropped it when she blacked out.

She reached out to grab the wolfs wand strap that was wrapped around her neck, but just as her fingers made contact with the wands handle, a red hot, burning sensation erupted in her forearm.

Her arm was ripped away from Enid, who started to slowly be dragged away by a large black figure. Wednesday pulled harder and harder at her arm, reaching out to grab back onto the disappearing wolf.

Wednesday was whipped around by the creature latched on to her arm, she placed her hand to the creatures forehead to push, and got a brief look at what it was.

In the dark, she was able to see what looked to be a humanoid face, it was pale and thin, and looked almost rotting off its skull. Its mouth was latched onto her forearm so she couldnt see its teeth, and sides of its necks had verry prominent gills.

But it was the eyes that shocked her. They were blood shot and wide, swirling with malicious intent, and just for the brief moment she could see them, she knew whatever these creatures were, their intentions were to kill.

'No... this isn't happening! Please! No! She cant! She cant drown! Please! Someone! Help! She cant die! Please god! No! Please!" Wednesday silently begged, reaching out further, desperate to save the girl as the burning in her arm increased.

Then, the pain in her arm dampened slightly. She then felt something large in the water wrapping tightly around her, and started to pull her through the lake at break neck speed.

She felt water rush up her nostrils, and her ears popping, just as the thing holding onto her broke the waters surface.

Wednesday was tossed unceremoniously on to the hard, wooden deck of the first years docks, coughing up water. She looked up to see a terrifying sight. A large, red tentacle was holding onto an unconscious Enid.

She was about to scream out in horror, but the tentacle gently layed her down besides Wednesday, and started to stroke the wolfs wet hair.

"Enid! Enid! Are you?!-" Wednesday lowered her ear to the wolfs mouth and almost fainted at the lack of the sound of breathing.

She immediately started to pushing down on Enids chest in short, quick compressions, tears streaming down her face.

"Come on. Come on, please!" Wednesday muttered. She pinched Enid nose shut and tilted her head backwards, placed her mouth over hers, and blew air into her lungs three times.

"Please Enid! I can't! Please!" She shouted as she started to preform compressions again.

Dark thoughts started to flood her already jumbled mind. 'I did this! I did this too her!'

She brought her mouth back to Enids when the wolf threw up, coughing and sputtering out water. Wednesday cried out, almost nonsensical apologies while pushing Enid onto her side.

"I'm sorry! God! Enid! I'm so sorry!" She sobbed. Clutching Enid's bed shirt and pushing her face into the crook of her neck. Wednesday whaled in agony. For a few moments, she was fully convinced she had killed her.

She sobbed for a few more moments before calming down, stroking Enids wet hair. "I will never forgive myself... I swear to you, my beautiful wolf." She muttered down at the unconscious girl.

As she did, one of the giant squids tentacles slithered up to gently stoke Enid scared cheeks. Wednesday looked to the soft action. Once a time, she would have been terrified of the creature, but if it wasn't for the giant squid, she and Enid most certainly wouldn't be alive. It had saved them, and for that, Wednesday was immensely grateful.

"She will be ok. I'll look after her from here, thank you. I am eternity in you're debt." Wednesday said.

The tentacle raised and landed on the short witchs shoulder and gave it a firm, reaffirming squeeze.

Then lightly slapped her across the face, before dissapering back down into the black water.

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"Come on! We have to hurry! Emily! Dont worry, they'll be able to get it off!" Tyler reassured his cousin, who was crying in pain.

Just a few moments after Wednesday and Enid fell into the lake, and Yoko dragged her sobbing girlfriend away to head to the lakes edge, the ring on Emily's finger started to burn her skin.

"Why is this happening!? We did what they wanted! We got Enid into the lake! Why would it be burning her-"

"Maybe because Wednesday was with her! You idiot! The imperio curse! Really!? I know you hate her! But fucking hell Rowan!"

Just before the Slytherins had headed to cracked peak, Rowan had decided to borrow Tylers cloke of invisibly and sneak along with them, fearing what Enid would do when she inevitably showed up.

"She wasn't going to jump! The plan was going to work but Enid changed her mind! We got Enid in the lake-"

"Guys! Shut up! This thing is killing me!" Emily hiccuped, rushing through the woods to return to the abandoned house.

After another twenty agonising minutes, the trio arrived at the familiar building. Tyler practically kicked down the front door and climbed up the stairs, hearing the muffled shouts for the American and the female witch.

He ripped open the abandoned childs bedroom and was met with the three adults.

The Truewolf was leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed, looking incredibly angry and his long brown hair and beard were drenched.

The female witch was as prim and proper as she was the last time they had seen her, but she looked incredibly pale and frightened.

And the hooded wizard was wearing the same clothes he wore the last time, but just like the wolf, he was also soaking wet.

He was pacing back and forth in an agitated manner. "A squid... A FUCKING SQUID! WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL US THERE WAS A GODDAMN SQUID IN THE LAKE!?" He roared at the witch, who flinched and stepped back a bit.

"I..I thought you'd would know-"

"WHY WOULD WE KNOW! WHAT? YOU THINK WE WENT TO HOGWARTS!? HE'S A TRUEWOLF, AND I'M-"

"HEY!" Tyler yelled to grab the adults' attention.

All three of the adults turned to them. The wolf was slightly alarmed at their appearance. "Hell are you lot doin here?"

"This!" Emily whimpered while holding out her shaking hand to show him the burning ring, the sides of her finger sizzling underneath the metal.

The wolf turned to the hooded man with a bitter frown. "Stop it."

"Do you see the bloodwolf in here!?"

"Mate." The wolf muttered. "They got the pup in the lake. Addams may have been with er, but they did their part. They aint the ones we're angry with." He stated while shifting his focus onto the witch and sending her a scowl.

The hooded man sighed in frustration as he pulled out his wand and whipped it towards Emily's hand, freezing the ring in an instant.

The girl sighed, the cool metal soothing her burnt finger. "What happened? Whats this about the giant squid? Is Wednesday ok?" Tyler asked.

"Screw Wednesday! Is Enid here? Did you guys get that curse off her?" Emily asked while sliding the ring off her finger and tossed it to the ground.

"No! We didnt get Enid! Because of this stupid bitch!" The wizard gestured to the witch who was now almost flat up against the opposite wall.

"It wasn't my fault! You two were supposed to grab her!"

The hooded man slowly walked towards her and reatched into his coats pocket, pulling out a bundle of what looked liked slimey rats tails. "You ever eat this shit? Huh? How about you eat some now? See if you can stomic it and see you suffocate on the fucking floor!"

The witch whipped her wand out and held it out, shaking slightly in fear. "You! Will! Stand! Down! You better remind yourself, who is in charge here! You are still under the employment of-"

The hooded man dropped the grotesque weed to the floor. Pausing for a moment, as if he was speechless at the witchs words. "Our employer? You mean that shrivelled up, dead man? The man who is only breathing because he drinks a pint of unicorn blood a day, just to open his eyes, whos alive because of us?" He drawled while pointing a thumb over his shoulder to the wolf, who looked on indifferently.

"Our employer, who's loyal followers abandoned him and left him for dead? The wizard who isnt strong enough to stop any of us? Our employer who didnt listen to me?" He almost whispered. He quickly slapped the witches wand across the room and towered over her.

"I told you, two years ago. If the bloodwolf was at hogwarts, then, not only would you waste your own time, but also mine. Hey, Rodney?" He called over his shoulder.

"You hungry?"

Rodney scowled, looking at the witch who was cowarding in fear. "Not really, mate... what about you?"

The hooded man slowly lowered his bandana to reveal his rusted, metal teeth that were bolted to his angry red gums. The witch looked stunned at their appearance.

For two years, she had heard whispers of what they looked like. But with the flecks of blood and the jaged nature of them, she wished their appearance would have remained a mystery.

"WAIT!" Rowan shouted. Shoving past Tyler and Emily to make his way to the front of the group.

The man turned to the students, who were stunned at the metal fangs. "I..I..Dont hurt her! She didn't do anything wrong! It was the squid! Right?! The squids the reason you guys didn't get Enid-"

"Shut it kid! The hell you care what we do to this skank!"

"Because it wasnt her fault! It wasn't anyones fault! What we need to focus on is getting Enid and killing Wednesday!" Rowan shouted desperately.

"Your not killing Wednesday!"

"You're not hurting Enid!"

"SHUT UP!" The vampire roared.

The room fell silent. Thick with tension as the man stared down the short boy with murderous intent in his bloodshot eyes.

"You want the Addams dead? You're the reason she was in the lake? Why?!" He snarled.

"That was the only way to get Enid into the water! If Wednesday jumped into the lake, then Enid would follow her! She's totally in love with Wednesday! It was the only way!" Rowan exclaimed.

"But Enid convinced her not too! They weren't gonna jump, so I casted the imperio curse on Wednesday, made her remore all of the charms she casted on herself, and made her fall!"

The hooded man looked back to the wolf and witch, who both just stared at the young boy. Completely baffled at the plan Rowan had come up with.

"... FUCK!" The hooded man roared, flipping over the old, muggle childs bed.

"We had her! We had her and that fucking squid just had to go and ruin everythi-"

"What did you say." Rodney asked quietly, staring at the three students.

Tyler and Emily stared on as Rowan froze. The room was completely quiet now. A pin could have been heared if dropped.

The giant wolf walked slowly forward. "What, did you just say?"

"I said! I said I made Wednesday jump into the lake! So Enid would follow her-"

"Not that. Before that... you said something about charms. What charms did she cast on herself?"

The short boys blood ran cold and completely drained from his face. "She... she cast an anti-blunt force trauma charm... an anti-hyperthermia charm... and a-"

"Rowan!" Tyler hissed quietly from behind him, but he was silenced by the vampire who raised his hand, signalling to shut his mouth, clearly catching onto what the Truewolf was investigating.

"What other charms? Son. Do not! Lie to me! I will know. I'm pretty damn good at Legilimency." The vampire warned.

Rowan swallowed thickly. "...a aquatic creature repellent charm." He admitted, just above a whisper.

The vampire and Truewolf were silent. Staring at Rowan. The adult witch covered her mouth in horror at his confession, and Tyler and Emily watched with bathed breath.

"... A aquatic creature repellent charm?... she had casted a charm to herself, that would repel aquatic creatures?.... Aquatic creatures... like a... squid?" The vampire asked, almost in disbelief.

"Mate-"

"Vigo-"

Vigo raised his hand once again to signal his colleagues to quiet. He slowly stalked towards Rowan, like a predator, eyeing its next meal.

"Why did you make her remove them?"

"Because Wednesday's gonna kill me! My Mum told me! She's a vision seer! And Wednesday crushed my glasses and... and... and-" but the boys words died in his throat at the sight of the smirk, the vampire wore. His bloodshot eyes wide and his black irises widen.

"You two head back to the castle and straight to bed, alright? We got a lot of work ahead of us. You two need your rest." Vigo said in an overly sweet tone, never taking his eyes off the boy infront of him.

"I'll walk you back dears-"

"No." The vampire interrupted the witch, gingerly plucking Rowan's glasses off his face and examining them thoughtfully.

"Rodney will guide them back. I want you to see this."

Diana stuttered, trying to get out of watching what was about to happen as the giant wolf walked past. "At least make it quick, yea?"

"No promises." Vigo whispered as Rodney shepherd Emily and Tyler out of the room.

And just as the door closed, both of the students could hear the sound of a pair of glasses being crushed in someone's hand.

Notes:

FINALLY! This chapter kicked my ass! Ive never had this much trouble writing a chapter. Taking six months to write a chapter i had planned out is fucking crazy.

I have the next chapter half written and the next after that completely figured out, so hopefully no more long brakes.

Also, Nosferatu and then Sinners! Robert Eggers saying his next movie is a werewolf movie, and him saying it's the darkest thing he's ever written! We are entering a vampire and werewolf renaissance, and I'm all for it! We are so back!

Chapter 20: Halloween at the Ministry

"Are you sure you're comfortable enough? Do you have enough pillows?" Wednesday asked while fretting over the blonde wolf who layed in her bed.

After Wednesday had helped Enid into the elevator and up, back into the castle and the room of requirement, she was practically glued to Enids side. Asking her if she needed water, food, medicine, even asking if she needed her pillows fluffed.

Enid tiredly waved the girl away. "I'm fine Wednesday. Honestly! I'm just a little stiff-"

"Because of me. You will not lift a finger, or anything for the rest of your life, i will take care of you. You will want for nothing, my breathtaking, firce wolf." Wednesday stated, she looked slightly pleased with herself when she spotted Enids shy smile and red cheeks.

"Wednesday, you were going to come down! We all saw it, you weren't going to jump, we both know it was the Imperius curse. I just wish we knew who casted it, when I get out of this room! Those Slytherin's are done for!"

Wednesday smirked at the thought of Enid having a go at the three students, while pulling her swivel chair from her writing desk and sitting down besides Enids bed.

"So. Any news on that creep, Rowan?" Enid asked with a slight bite in her tone.

"No. Still missing. Ministry is looking into it, but everyone believes he ran away. He does have a history of mental illness, so it isn't out of the realm of possibility. My theory is he heard we survived, and feared you hunting him down and killing him." Wednesday smirked at the sound of the wolfs growing, and the slight showing of fangs.

"If thats true, then he's not as much of an idiot as I thought he was. Hows your arm?" Enid asked.

The bite mark wasnt that important to Wednesday. She was far too worried over Enids condition, rather then her own. Compared to Enids bruises, bloody nose and stiff back, Wednesday had completely forgotten about it.

When they returned to the Room of Requirement, it took Enid an hour to convince Wednesday to patch it up. She had applied a thin layer of the numbing cream she had gifted Enid.

And when Wednesday had gotten a look at it closely, it mystified her. The creature that attacked them last night had a teeth pattern, Wednesday had never encountered before.

"Its scaring nicely. Although, when i compared it to other magical creatures bites, nothing matched. Its caines are almost paper thin, and the rest of its teeth are jagged and oddly spaced out. But its not poisones, so we shouldn't worry."

Enid scoffed at the goths words. "shouldn't worry? Wends, if you ever get hurt, I'm gonna worry. Ow!" Enid hissed, craning her head to the side to relise the tension in her neck.

Wednesday was on the wolf immediately. "Are you ok!?"

"Yeah, just my neck, and my back." Enid winced, but then grinned slightly. "Actually. Theres a Truewolf remedy that might cure the pain in my back, but you have to help."

Wednesday stood straight, like a soldier called to attention. "Whatever you need, Enid."

The wolf developed a lovely blush and raised her beds blankets on her left handside, inviting the witch to join her in her beds warmth. Wednesday's face erupted. But she could not resist, she had been itching to cuddle up with Enid the second they had dried themselves and checked none of their bones were broken.

Wednesday slided herself into Enids side, resting her head on the wolfs chest and listening to the wolfs heartbeat, as Enid wrapped her arms, protectively around the small girl.

Enid let out a long, loud sigh of relief. "And all was right with the world."

"Agreed."

"Hows Yoko and Divina?"

Wednesday chuckled at the question. "Tanaka wants to beat McCartney, Gaphin and Blunt to death with her bare fists, and Divina was besides herself with worry about your condition, she would fret over you almost as much as I would... I must admit, had i not known for a fact Divina was completely enamoured with miss Tanaka, i would suspect she was quite taken with you." Wednesday admitted while cluching onto Enid possessively.

Enid laughed merrily at the notion. Divina being in love with anyone other then Yoko was insane. "Trust me Wends. Shes totally in love with Yoko."

"I'm aware... but she was very concerned about your wellbeing. She almost hexed me when i told her you were recuperating in our room and i refused her entry."

Enid pulled Wednesday into herself firmly, smiling at the fact she finally had a friend group who was worried about her.

"Are you sure?... she seems very fond of you-"

"We're friends! Wends! Trust me! We're friends! She's just worried! Like how if Yoko got hurt, you'd be all over her! Well, maybe not like this," The wolf whispered into the witch's ear, then giggled when Wednesday buried her face in the wolfs neck to hide her embarrassment.

The two fell into a comfortable silence, with Wednesday nodding off, while Enid absentmindedly ran her fingers up and down Wednesday's back.

"So, your sure it wasnt a merperson down there?"

"... I'm not sure, honestly. The face of the creature I saw didnt look like any merperson ive seen, Professor Weems is rather chummy with them. But what ever it was, it certainly wasn't human. I could tell that much. I didn't get a good look at what was dragging you though." Wednesday muttered, shuddering at the memory of Enids unconscious body, being dragged into the darkness.

She truly amost lost her. All at once, guilt, sadness, terror and shame washed over her. Tears started to well in Wednesday's eyes, she then wrapped her arms around the wolfs neck.

Enid sighed "Oh Wednesday." Hugging the small girl back and muttered words of comfort.

"I dont blame you, wends. But... there is something you could do for me."

"Anything! Name it and its yours, anything!" Wednesday almost pleaded.

"I need your measurements."

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The night of halloween had arrived. The main hall of the ministry was packed with witchs and wizards, all dressed to the nines in their finest robes. Some dressed in costumes with children at their sides, greeting older people with plastic pumpkin buckets.

From a bright green fire, a figure dressed in a black jumpsuit, covered in white stitches and wearing a black mask with cat ears that hid her identity emerged.

She looked around exititedly, then turned back to the fire. "Come on Wednesday! The party's starting and my arm feels awful lonely!"

"Enid, this is utterly humiliating! I look like a fool-"

"Well, well, well! She looks really pretty! Maybe she can take me too the party instead."

At once, a second dark figure emerged from the fire. A long black cape draped over their shoulders, and a mask covering their face with tall, pointed ears atop their head, and a large bat on the chest of black armor underneath, its silhouette made it seemed like the devil himself had appeared.

Enid let out an ear piercing squeal of delight and latched on to Wednesday's arm. "You look purrfect! That sixth year really did an amazing job on the costumes!"

After Wednesday had desided Enid had recovered enough to leave the room of requirement, the wolf had met with the rest of their friend group in the main hall for breakfast. Divina bursted into tears and dove into Enids arms, sobbing about how she thought the two of them didnt survive the fall, and Yoko joined into the hug, looking pale and shook.

After they calmed down, Enid had asked Divina for a favour, asking her if she knew someone who had a knack for sewing.

After giving Wednesday's and her own measurements, fifteen gold gallons and the names of the muggle characters, a Hufflepuff girl delivered the custome costumes a week after the commission was made.

"I look like an idiot. Why couldn't we get that red dress! I was dying to see you in it!" Wednesday whined as they walked, arm in arm.

"We have our whole lives to go to party's and dress formally! But its halloween! We had to dress up!" Enid beamed her bright smile that made Wednesday's mind calm in an instant.

The pair walked past the giant water fountain and the other party goers. Heads turned at the girls, completely baffled at their appearance.

They went through the turn gates and looked to the main party hall. Orange and black banners were hung to the walls and bright, flickering jack o lanterns were floating in the air. Couples danced to the softly playing music, and long tables on each side of the room were completely covered with food and drinks.

"Oooh! They have pumpkin pastes! Come on Wends! I'm starving!" Enid yell in excitement and ran over to the table.

Wednesday sighed, but just before she could join the wolf, a booming voice from behind her made her blood run cold. A voice that was owned by the second last person Wednesday would want to see her dressed like a humanoid bat.

"Oh my goodness! And what are you supposed to be little one?! Satan? An unholy demon from an alternative dimension? Its absolutely dreadful!"

Wednesday didnt turn around, fearing her father would recognise the small amount of skin tone that was on display at the front of her mask. "... its a muggle superhero by the name of 'batman' " Wednesday said in a deep, growling voice. Trying her hardest to protect her identity.

Gomez let out a joyest laugh. "Muggle superhero!? I say! I love muggles and their subculture! Are you muggleborn yourself? If that is the case, i would love to speak to you about these 'superheros' you speak of-"

"Mr Addams! Hey!" Enid yelled as she skipped over to the pair of Addams. Grinning while holding two metal goblets in both hands.

"Why hello! Gomaz Addams! At your service! And you are?" Gomaz asked with a joyful smile, reaching out for a handshake with his free hand that didn't hold his giant cigar.

Enid paused for a moment, thinking maybe Gomaz had forgotten about her, but remembered she was wearing a mask that hid her scars. "Its me! Mr Addams! Its Enid!" She exclaimed before Wednesday could stop her.

"Enid?! Enid Sinclair!? My girl! Its been too long! How are you!? I hear you and my daughter have met and are getting along! Where is she? Did she not come-"

But realisation struck him like a speeding boonstick gone rouge. He looked to the short, dark witch dressed in such a bizarre manner and gasped. "... Wednesday?" He whispered.

"...Greetings father."

Gomaz let out a Joyest shrill that gain everyone's attention. Wednesday whipped around and hissed while Enid almost double over with laughter.

"For all that is unholy! Father! Control yourself! Your an embarrassment!"

Gomaz calmed himself with a stuttering breath. "Apologies my world. You look... you both look... oh Miss Sinclair! How did you convince my heart to dress in such a fashion!?" Gomaz asked while taking his only daughters hand and kissing that the top of it.

Wednesday rolled her eyes and suppressed the fondness she felt for her fathers affection and actions. "I made a mistake, father. I'm making it up to Enid by bringing her to this party and dressing like this."

"Oh my! What happened!?"

"Nothing to worry about, Mr Addams! And doesn't she look great?! My own personal Dark Knight." Enid said softly while handing Wednesday her goblet of pumpkin juice and snaked an arm around her side.

Wednesday blushed and slightly grinned at the action. She then sharply looked up to her father who made a strange noise in the back of his throat. She saw her father looking at the two of them with an odd look of pride, and hes eyes watering slighty.

"And these two are whom, my love? Oh, how wonderful you both look!" A smooth dark voice called out. A tall, pale, dark hair woman joind arms with Gomaz and looked down to Enid and Wednesday, a look of interest on her perfect face.

Enid became slightly alarmed at the womans beauty and Wednesday scowled at her mothers sudden appearance.

"Whoa Wednesday, thats your mam? I see were you get your looks from." Enid whispered into Wednesdays ear. The goth slapped the wolf lightly on her shoulder as her parents were busy gushing over eachother.

"Its Wednesday and Enid, my goddess! The wolf convinced our little storm cloud to dress like a muggle superhero! Its the curs-"

"Father!"

"Little storm cloud!? Thats you're pet name for her!? Too cute! So cute!" Enid gushed.

Wednesday sighed in defeat. She figured the only way to end this embarrassment was to drag Enid to the dance floor. "Come Enid. Let us dance."

"Wait! Pictures! We must get pictures of you two! You both look mesmerising! Philip! Oh Philip dear!" Mortisha called out to a wizard who was taken candid pictures of the party goers.

The short wizard rushed over, barley holding his camera equipment to himself. He wore a slightly shabby muggle suit jacket and a muggle hat. He grinned at the sight of Wednesday and Enids outfits. "A look worthy of the front page of the daily profit! Smile girls!"

Wednesday was about to protest, but Enid stopped her by pulling her into her side. And just as Wednesday accepted her fate, and scolded at the photographer, when the flash borderlined blinded her, Enid gave her a lingering, firm kiss to her cheek.

"Brilliant!" The photographer exclaimed. He pulled out the two moving pictures and flapped them clear and handing one to Enid.

Wednesday shook her head clear. "Do make sure to make that picture large on the front page! It will look wonderful up on the fireplace in the main sittingroom back home!" Mortisha called out.

Wednesday was about to drag Enid way, but was once again stopped by her mother. "Wednesday. Why dont you dance with your father for abit? Its been ages since you two have had a waltz-"

"We've dance together every Christmas eve since I was born!"

"Oh! But you know how much I love dancing with my beautiful daughter! Won't you gift me this opportunity?" Gomaz asked, holding a hand out for Wednesday to take.

She scowled slightly, then willing let her father lead her to the dance floor. "No childhood stories! Or gossiping mother! Or anything about my behaviour younger then six!"

Mortisha twiddled her fingers at her retreating husband and daughter. "Wouldn't dream of it dear! Now then, I would love to properly introduce myself. Mortisha Addams, and I also want to thank you! I can tell, the happiness and brightness you have brought into my little storm clouds life, gives her so much joy! I am eternity grateful you two found eachother."

Enid felt an overwhelming amount of pride and joy at the tall womans words. Like how whenever her parents praised her for her abilities at hunting and stalking. Or whenever she made Wednesday flustered when she became brave, confident or hostile towards anyone she thought tried to get Wednesday's attention.

"Thank you! I wanna thank you too! If it wasn't for you and my Mam, i would have never went to hogwarts and met Wednesday. Also, i wanna thank you for helping with my... Trial." Enid said in a small, hesitate voice.

Mortisha grew confused, then concerned. "Your trial? Dear wolf, I dont know what you mean? What-"

"No! No, its ok. You wouldn't know about it, it was a private trial. But you checked my wand to prove I only used Lunos that night. And it really helped. Thank you."

Mortisha paused, trying to remember checking a wand that belonged to a young Truewolf. But desided to bring the girl into a warm, motherly embrace and kiss both of Enids cheeks, which Enid gladly accepted.

"Now then, before you return to your beloved. Would you do me the honours of dancing with me? Gomaz and I tend to get abit carried away when we dance, and i need to warm up a bit." Mortisha asked.

Enid's face turned scarlet, but smiled nevertheless. Both strolled to the dance floor. "Are you firmiler with the walz? Are shall i signal the band to play a jig, given your accent?"

Enid let out a hartey laugh and nodded. At the signal of Mortishas hand, the band started on a fast beat, sawing their fiddles, stamping their feet in time to the song.

Mortisha took both of Enid's hands and spun them both around, both laughing with enthusiasm. They danced happily, Enid looked over to Wednesday and her father, Gomez looked absolutely elated, and the short witch couldn't help but grinned very slightly at her dear fathers joy.

The two witch danced some more before Mortisha passed her off to an older wizard who reminded Enid of her late grandfather, then a beautiful witch (which Wednesday was not at all happy about.) Then a small boy, an old, joyful, toothless hag and then to Enids happy surprise, she linked arms and hopped with a firmiler, bald, bearded wizard who was holding a pint.

"Mr Gelston! Hi! It's Enid Sinclair!" Enid beamed up at the Auror. "I wasn't expecting you here!"

"Enid! What a suprise! Here with the Addams?! It's my daughters first halloween! Had too bring her out to show her off!" He shouted over the music, gesturing over to a very pretty, dark skinned woman holding a small infant in a pumpkin onesie. When the Aurors wife noticed the two, she grinned and shook the babys hand to wave at them.

"Congratulations! She's beautiful!"

Mr Gelston thanked the wolf with a smirk, then noticed someone just behind them. "There's someone looking for you! Looks like she'll kill anyone dancing with you that isn't her! Have a great night! Give my best to Esther and Murray!" The Auror shouted as he linked arms with Gomaz and danced away.

"Finally! Ive been dancing with every single person attending this party except the one living soul I actually want to dance with!" Wednesday vented as Enid brought her into her arms.

The music couldnt mask or dampen the roar of the wolfs joyest laughter. It was full and loud, full to the brim with joy. Wednesday almost stopped dancing at the sound, she also almost screamed at the lively band to stop playing at once, so Wednesday could hear it completely unfiltered.

Enid caught her breath and pulled the short witch in close, pressing their foreheads together. The two slowed without noticing Mortisha signalling the band once again to change songs. The fiddles slowed, and the tin whistles drawled out to a beautifully slow melody.

Both the girls completely blocked out the rest of the world. At the moment, all they needed were eachother. Enid nudged her nose against Wednesday’s, both looking into eachothers eyes.

"Hi." Enid whispered, glancing down at her lips and looked as if she was about to lean in.

"Could we find... a, um... some place private?" Wednesday stammered to a slightly disappointed Enid.

"Alright. Come on."

Enid led the short witch through the lively hall, slight crestfallen at Wednesdays reaction to her flirting. Sure, maybe she was coming on a little strong, but this was their first official date. Of course she was going to try and get the ball rolling.

"In here," Wednesday pointed out a set of double doors that had a large sign that read 'off limits to guests.'

"But it saids its off limits to us."

"The Addams family has been donating and funding the Ministry for centuries, I'm sure two fourteen year olds using an office for a moment would not offended them. And besides, the sign will give us some... privacy." Wednesday muttered as she tried to open the door, but to her annoyance, it was locked.

'Damn it' she thought as she reached for her wand but stopped at a thought.

"Whats wrong, Wends?"

"I'm not allowed to use magic outside of Hogwarts until I come of age at 17, I still have the trace on me." Wednesday muttered.

"You cant use magic outside of school? Until your 17? Thats stupid, here, Alohomora." Enid unlocked the door with a flick of her wand. It clicked and Wednesday opened the door for the Wolf.

The room was a cozy looking office with a large, plush looking couch behind a coffee table. The girls both sat down and Enid pulled Wednesday into her side and draped an arm around her shoulder.

"You told me Truewolfs dont adhere to the wizarding worlds laws? Consider yourself lucky, we're not even allowed to apparate for two more years." Wednesday complained while pulling her mask off her head.

Enid did the same with a sigh and rubbed her cheek against the witchs dark hair. "That sucks, I learned how to do it two years ago, after... you know, after I got these stupid things," Enid gestured to her scars, but Wednesday shook her head and ran a thumb over them.

"Stop it, Enid. You know how enamoured I am with them. You learned to apparate all ready? Your still full of endless surprises."

Enid merely hummed. "You enjoying the party?"

"Its an adequate celebration, but far too many people, and that picture! You heard my mother! Its going to be display over the fireplace! At least the quittage session starts Monday." Wednesday muttered while cuddling further into the wolfs arms.

Enid growled. "I still dont like it. Honestly! Its so dangerous! At least you're amazing on a broom."

Wednesday blushed slightly at the complement and straighten herself up again, in a half hearted, dignified way.

Enid continued to stare lovingly at Wednesday's slight blush and avoiding eyes. "Hmmm. Have i ever told you how much i love it when you get all shy and flustered like this? Its adorable-"

"I'm not adorable!"

"Wednesday Addams. You are, quite literally, the most adorable, beautiful, kind and sweetest witch ever to exist." Enid whispered, shuffling closer to the shy witch.

Wednesday shuffled away, bringing her hands to her chest and clenched her hands above her fast beating heart.

"Oh no you dont. Dont you hide away from me Wednesday Addams! Ive got you all to myself. And I'm not going to waste my opportunity." Enid said, with a coyly smile, that faltered.

"I'm... am i making you uncomfortable-"

"NO!" Wednesday exclaimed. "You possess many skills Enid, many amazing abilities that many people would kill to possess. But making me uncomfortable, is not one of them!"

Enid paused at the exclaime.

"Its just... your correct. I do become... shy and flustered when you, well. When you get all... flirty. Its just, i dont think I will ever get over how someone so breathtaking, someone so beautiful, would ever pay me any notice." Wednesday muttered, almost at a whisper.

Enid chuckled at the absurd notion, and pressed their foreheads together again. "Wednesday. Tonight has been the best night of my life, seriously, its been amazing so far." Enid muttered softly, as she played with a strand of black hair.

"And for that, i think you deserve a reward." Enid said playfully, her eyes twinkling at Wednesday's breath hitching at her words and her harsh blush.

"Um." Wednesday cleared her throat while trying her best to avoid the wolfs eyes for once.

"What..wh..what did you have in mind?"

"Oh, i dont know, what about-" enid softly kissed her brow.

"A handshake?" She kissed the tip of her nose.

"A hug?' She peppered small kisses all over Wednesday's freckles.

"Or maybe-" Enid looked down into the witch's big, brown eyes.

"Can I?" Enid whispered.

Wednesday took a deep breath to steady her fast beating heart. It was going to finally happen, and just as Wednesday had predicted, Enid was the one to initiate. She had spent the last two months skirting around this moment, fearing that this last final push will complete her transformation into her father, who would be deeply disappointed his daughter wasnt the one to make this official with the wolf she was completely enamoured with.

Wednesday shakily nodded as her eyes flutted shut, accepting her faith.

After a few seconds, Wednesday felt Enid soft breath on her lips, and just before she felt Enids own on hers, the wolf suddenly grab Wednesday by the waist, pulled her off the couch, to the floor and rolled them underneath it. "I hear someone at the door! if they catch us in here doing that, well never hear the end of it from our parents!" She whispered from her place on top of Wednesdays chest.

There was a pause as the two stared at eachother, then Enid started to giggle in joy at the ridiculous situation they had gotten themselves into.

"When they leave I promise, I'll give you your reward!" Enid whispered.

Just as she heard Wednesday sulkenly mutter "you better." The doors of the office bursted open.

"In here! We cant have you been seen or speak out there, too many ministry officials, if they see me speaking with you! Merlin's beard! Why here!? Why now-"

"Unlike you, Mr Gaphin. I have many important matters to attend too. You were the one who contacted me to talk. So here I am. Speak your mind." A womans cold, emotionless voice drawled as she sat on the couch that hid Enid and Wednesday.

Enid lifted her head too look to Wednesday to silently ask. "Tylers dad!?"

Wednesday simply raised a finger to her lips.

"And do you really expect me to disguise myself from these filth! Mugglelovers, blood traitors and mudbloods! You insulte me, Gaphin."

"I..I. did not mean to-"

"Silence. I suspect your call for me too converse with you, is the involvement of your family in our operations. Speak."

"Its... your still working with those two! Those two we talked about! I dont think my son-"

"Your sons involvement is your own fault."

There was a long drawn out pause, in which time, Wednesday could feel Enid starting to shake slightly, to which she started to rake her fingers through the girls golden locks to calm her down.

"Those two are highly valuable assets to our cause. Mr Rodney has been supplying us with information for years about his kind and their ways, we wouldn't know as much about them if not for him. As for the other. Well, my master explained it too me perfectly. 'You need someone to speak the minds and opinions of those of whom, are silenced by fear, from the power you possess.' "

"But, the things ive heard from my brother! I do not want my son involved with such a creature!" Mr Galpin harshly whispered.

"Your family and your son would be in Askaban this very moment if not for us. Remember Mr Gaphin, we were the ones with the connections in the ministry to strip any mention of the family's Gaphin and McCartney from her case file and Trial." The woman stated.

Enid whipped her head away from Wednesday's hand to look out between the gap of the couch and ground.

"Our families were never mentioned because if we were, we would have been hunted down! You know how violent they can be!"

"Oh yes. Especially that mother of hers. I was there you know. She was almost escorted out of the courtroom a few times. And we are the ones who suggested it to be put under wraps. No doubt, had the other packs learnt of what had happened to two of their owns young pups, it would have started a war." The woman reminisced lightly.

"And honestly, had you seen her standing in that cage, shivering and weeping, bloody and bashed with those gashes on her face, anyone with empathy would have been tempted to side with the Truewolfs."

There was silence once again. Enid was completely pale and rigged on Wednesday's chest, who looked down at her in sudden relation.

"Which is why, your family will continue to work with us. With Rodney and... that creature."

Enid strained to stay awake, she could feel the early signs of passing out at all the information. These two not only knew of her existence, but knew of her past crimes, her capture, her trial, and the reason she always had to lie about how she got her scars.

"And until we have successfully captured and kidnapped Enid Sinclair, you will stay obedient and faithfully surve my master."

The wolf shakily looked up to see Wednesday staring at her, her face as pale as Enid had ever seen it, and a look of pure horror.

"If that is all, Gaphin. I must leave. Our master needs a loyal follower to tend to him, come. See me out." The woman rose from her place on the couch and strolled to the exit and slammed the door shut behind them.

The second Enid was sure the two had left by the sound of their retreating footsteps. She shoved Wednesday away from her and scrambled out from under the large piece of furniture.

She rushed to the centre of the office, visibly shaking and looked back to Wednesday who had just reamureged.

"Enid! Enid calm down! Its okay, we're okay-"

"Stay away from me, Wednesday!" She yelled in fear. Looking seconds away from passing out.

"Enid! What happened? What were you on trial for-"

"NO! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW! NO ONE IS SUPPOSED TO KNOW!" Enid cried out in agony, cluching her head in desperation.

If Wednesday found out, if she found what she had done. No, she wouldn't let that happen. Not in a million years would she let that happen.

"Mon cœur, those people, she was at attendance and they want to kidnap you! And with Tyler involved, maybe that challenge had something to do with it-"

"No! Nonono! I can't Wednesday! I cant tell you! It would kill me!" Enid cried out. She turned around and stared at the doors for a moment. She looked back to Wednesday with a terrified expression.

And before Wednesday could stop her, the wolf bolted.

She tore open the doors and barrelled down the ministries halls, and tore through the dance floor. Shoving witchs and wizards to the side to make her way back to the fireplaces, not even noticing Wednesday on her tail.

"Wednesday! Wednesday! What happened!? Where are you fleeing too?!" Gomaz called out to her daughter, clearly concerned.

"I'll contact you later! Enid! Please stop!" Wednesday shouted.

But Enid did not, she vaulted over the turngates and sprinted towards the fires. Once she reatched them, she threw herself into the fireplace so hard, she almost cracked her head. "Hogwarts! Professor Weems office!" She borderlined screamed.

Enid was engulfed in green flames and exited into the hogwarts headmistresses office. Professor Weems turned and gave Enid a slightly suprised, but gentle smile. "Oh! Miss Sinclair. Back from the party so soon? Did you and Wednesday enjoy yourselves?"

Enid didnt answer, but instead, dodge past the professors grand desk and hurried down the spiral staircase.

Wednesday appeared mere seconds later, flying out of the fireplace and slammed into the corner of her godmothers desk with a painful thud.

"Wednesday! You just missed miss Sinclair. She's just gone down the stairs-"

"Oh! Did she really!? I never would have guessed!" Wednesday shouted sarcastically, scrabbling up off the floor and heading to the stairs.

They ran through the trophy room, almost breaking every display case there was. Enid skidded and slammed into the hard wooden wall next to the suit of troll armour that had once hid her.

She swayed slightly as Wednesday came across the corner, huffing. "Enid! Enid! Please! Just calm yourself!"

The wolf froze, staring at the short girl who was warely walking forward towards her, her hands stretched out. "Mon cœur. Please, dont run from me. If you want, I can pretend we heard nothing. We will never speak of tonight or what ever those people were talking about. Let us just return to our room, remember, you still own me that reward, remember?"

Wednesday's light hearted tone and the reminder of what they were about to do before they were interrupted was supposed to calm the wolf, but instead of easing Enids emotional state, it fuled it too greater heights.

"Why, Wednesday... why would you want to be kissed by a monster?" Enid whimpered, fresh tears trailing down her cheeks.

The dark witch froze. "What did you just say?" Wednesday voice shook slighty.

"I'm a monster! You're not safe around me! No one is safe around me-"

"Enid Sinclair!" Wednesday almost shouted, trying her very best not to scare the poor girl, but her anger was starting to get the better of her.

How could anyone, even the girl in question, ever considered the girl infront of her, a monster. The perfect, flawless angel that stood infront of her, a monster. To Wednesday, that would be nothing short of sacrilegious.

"You, Enid Sinclair, are NOT a monster! You are THE most beautiful, gentlest, purest person I have, and WILL ever have the privilege of meeting!"

"But the things! The things I've done! The people ive... the people I've hurt! They should have never released me from Azkaban! They should have let the Dementors kiss me for the things I've done!" Enid rored, clenching her head again.

The silence in the air could have suffocated them. It was so silent, even Wednesday could hear all the students leaving the halloween feast deeper down in the giant castle.

Wednesday took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself. "Mon cœur... you... you told me, your father-"

"He was in Azkaban! He was in Azkaban because of me!" Enid screamed, clenching her head so hard, she seemed to be trying to prevent it from splitting open.

Wednesday swallowed hard. This was the reason Enid always became agitated when the aspect of her father being arrested came up, or when Uncel Fester was brought up.

Enid was at one point, imprisoned in the notorious wizard prison. One of the most terrible places to have ever to have existed in the wizarding world. And a place completely crawling with the most disturbing magical creatures.

Dementors. And not only had Enid encountered them, she deemed the crimes she had committed were worthy of its most horrific weapon. Its kiss, a soul sucking kiss that left only a husk of a person behind.

The dark witch was speechless at the revelation. "Your scars."

Enid slowly looked up, looking as if she was about to vomit. Then without a second thought, she transformed into the giant wolf, and fled down the hallway.

Wednesday transformed into her own animal form and sprinted after her.

Both animals tore through the castle's halls. The wolf slamming into walls at corners, shoving past couches and benches, knocking over vases and more suits of armour.

The panther however, jumped up onto walls at corners, jumped gracefully over obstacles and the broken glass, and the struggling armour.

They broke into the hallway just outside the great hall where students were still busseling out. All screamed in horror at the sudden sight of the wolf, they dived out of the way, some covering the younger students, and Yoko, Divina, Ajax, Pugsley and Eugene, startled at the sight.

While they were not afraid of Enids wolf, having seen it countless times over the weeks when she went for a run after dinner, they did however jumped at the sight of the pitch black jungle cat that sprinted after her.

"WHA- WHAT THE FUCK!? IS THAT A FUCKING JAGUAR!?" Yoko yelled while shielded her girlfriend from harm.

Wednesday didnt respond, all she focused on was calming Enid down. They sprinted up stairs, barreled down hallways, slammed through doors until the door to the room of requirement was in sight. "Room! Room! Dont let Wednesday in! She's not safe!" Enid screamed after transforming.

The door swung open, she rushed inside, then the door slammed shut again and disappeared.

Wednesday transformed and slapped hard on the bare wall. "Room! Open up! Open up!" She roared. But the wall layed bare.

She took a deep breath and spoke, with a rare tone of a vulnerability.

"Please room... You've seen her. She's... she's in distress. She isn't upset with me. She's upset because I overheard something about her past and she thinks I'll think of her a monster! Please room. I need to comfort her, she needs me, she needs us! She needs you, me, thing, yoko and Divina! She needs Snips and Alfred. Please." She whispered, closing her eyes and leaning her forehead against the wall

After a few seconds, nothing had happened, but then, she felt the cold metal of the door and slowly opened it.

In the centre of the room, curled up in a large, fluffy blanket, was Enid, rocking back and forth with her eyes wide with panic as she stared at the floor.

Wednesday approached her, like the wolf was a small, skittish animal. Low and slowly, hands held up in surrender. "Mon cœur... please-"

Enid whipped her head up in alarm, only noticing her now. "Wednesday! Stay, stay away from me! I'm dangerous! I could hurt you!" She sobbed.

But Wednesday didnt back away, she paused for a moment to look over Enids condition. "You're no danger too me, Enid. You are having a panic attack, you have to calm down-"

"I cant Wednesday! I cant!" She roared while shuffling back into the wall.

"Room. Room. My potions! Get me a bottle of-" but the sound of a glass bottle rolling across the foor interrupted her request. At the side of one of her feet, was a small bottle that contained a solf blue potion.

"Thank you! Enid? Enid, you have to drink this." Wednesday stated while picking up the potion and advancing on Enid again.

But Enid shook her head, more tears streaking down her face. "No, I cant! I cant!"

"Enid, its a calming draught. It will help-"

"NO! NO! I CAN'T! YOU HAVE TO GET OUT WEDNESDAY! I'M DANGEROUS! IVE! IVE! THE PEOPLE IVE-" Enid was now at the point of hysterics. But Wednesday didnt listen. She lunged at the girl and latched onto her, fighting with all her might not to be thrown off.

She didn't want to force Enid to drink the potion, but she had no choice. She uncorted the bottle, and struggled to pour the liquid into the wolfs mouth, which remained firmly closed.

She grabbed Enids nose and helded it shut and waited for Enid to gasp for breath. When she inevitably did so, the witch poured the potion into her mouth, tossed the bottle away and clasped her hand over her lips to stop Enid from spitting it out.

It was a few moments before Enids breathing started to slow down, and her trembling eased. Both girls sat there in the silence for a moment. Wednesday raking her fingers through the blonde locks, and Enid, with her face in Wednesday's neck.

"... thank you. For... you know-"

But Wednesday gently hushed the girl. "There is no need to thank me Enid. I had to take it after Neros' funeral. Eveyone gets overwhelmed from time to time. Come, lets get you too bed, room? A few more bottles would be appreciated."

After changing out of their costumes, and pulling on there bed ware, both girls crawled under Wednesday's covers at the request of Enid, saying being in an environment covered in Wednesday's sent, would calm her further.

Enid drank another calming draught before laying her head down on a black pillow, but Wednesday sat up against her headboard. She looked to the wolf who stared up at her.

"Enid... I... I dont think we can wait till morning. The challenge, Tylers father, that witch who... its all connected, to you." Wednesday said apprehensivley.

"Mon cœur... I need too know what you were on trial for."

Enid let out another sob, buring her face into the pillow. There was a long silence, before Wednesday broke it. "I'm sorry, Enid. I truly am. But, this cant wait! The Gaphins and McCartneys were wiped from your record! They want to kidnap you! I... what if it is important! What if they want to kidnap you because of what youve done!? I need to know mon cœur, I need to know everything, so I can protect you."

Enid slowly raised her head to face Wednesday. And even though the calming draught had infact calmed her down, she was still incredibly upset. "I can't Wednesday, it will kill me." She whispered.

Wednesday was about to insist, but Enid signalled for her to be quite. The wolf sat up slightly while Snips and Alfred scampered in and hopped onto the bed.

Enid smiled weakly and took the both of them into her arms, but then turned somber again. "I cant tell you, Wednesday. But-"

Wednesday held her breath subconsciously. She could feel it, the question she had been dying to have an answer too, was about to be answered. The event, that had changed the course of Enid Sinclairs life. The event that led her to learn to apparate at such an early age. The event that resulted in her habit of fainting at the mere sight of a wand pointed in her direction.

Her apprehension of coming to hogwarts, her fear of wizard-kind. The origins of her breathtaking scars.

"... Maybe I can show you." Enid gestured to her tears sadly. "Take them."

Wednesday was baffled for a moment, but then realised what Enid meant when she heard a tinkering of glass from the small vile that had materialised on her bedside table, and the pensieve that slid out of the wall on the otherside of the room.

And as gently as she physically could, Wednesday brought the vile to Enid's cheek, and collected a small quantity of the wolf tears. She then pulled her into a gentle hug, full of love and kissed the top of Enid head, whispering words of thanks.

She then reluctantly left the warmth of her bed, and crossed the room. She looked down into the still water on the pensieve, then slowly tipped the tears into it. The tears swirled into thin, slowly circling streams, and before she placed her face into the water, she heard a small, cracked voice from behind her.

"Wednesday?"

She turned to see Enid's bright blue eyes that were redding slightly, peaking out of the dark covers with the black cat and white ferret on either side of her head.

"Please dont hate me."

Wednesday's heart almost shattered at the amount of fear and pain that littered the wolfs voice.

"I will never hate you, Enid Sinclair. No matter what happened to you. You are my heart." Wednesday took a deep, shuddering breath, and plunged her face deep into the water.

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Wednesday was falling through black, whisps of smoke. Darting past her face and obscuring her vision. But then, she could she a dark, black opening. And in an instant, she dropped down, upright, on a damp, metal bench.

It was cold, wet and smelled of body odour. On all sides of her were metal bars with long, jagged spikes protuding from them.

It was a cell. Outside of the bars, she could see others. All of whom were wearing long, black robes over, unmistakably, Azkaban robes. A wizard in the cell directly across from her grabbed the bars imprisoning him, not at all bothered by the spikes stabbing into his unshaven face.

"I WAS FRAMED! IVE NEVER KILLED ANYONE! PLEASE! DONT! DONT SEND ME BACK TO THE DEMENTORS!" He bellowed.

"Quite!" A guard shouted, hitting the bars on the cell with a billyclub. "One more word outta you! Or any of you! And I'll send for a dementor to come down here to give you nice, fat kiss! Especially you mutt!" The wizard warned.

Wednesday turned to her right to see who the man was pointing his weapon at.

Next to herself, dressed in similar prison robes, wrapped and locked in thick, iron chains. His beard longer, and with heavy, dark circles under his eyes, was Murray Sinclair.

And attached to his head was a large, hastily welded together, Lycan restricter. A sort of dog muzzle that was made out of steel, that was used to prevent a rouge werewolf from biting people. But in Murrays case, his wolfs mouth would be twice as large, so he had plenty of room to speak.

"You better be calling me the mutt." He growled.

"If not. You're a dead man." Just then, Wednesday heared a little wimper and the jingling of chains from Murrays other side Wednesday couldn't see.

He bent his head low and started whispering kind words, like "its okay, pup." And, "we're gonna be okay, we'll be out of here soon."

It was a few moments before Wednesday grew the courage to stand up and peer around the truewolfs shoulder, dreading to see the person next to him. But before she saw, a mans voice rang out through the cells.

"Murray Sinclair!? You're up next! Get a move on!"

The wolf growled, then turned to the person beside him, muttered something into their ear, then stood. A wizard with his wand drawn arrived at the cell door and unlocked it with a loud click. "Slow and steady Sinclair." He warned.

The wolf scowled at the man and for a moment, Wednesday could see the murderous rage swirling in his eyes. "If I find out, anyone speaks to her while she waits here alone, I'd be back in Azkaban before their families are informed of their deaths."

Wednesday whipped her head down to stare at the dirty, damp floor of the cell after Murray had left. Losing her nerve at the last second. But after a moment of steeling herself, she raised her head and looked to the person beside her.

She regretted it immediately.

In long, Ill fitting prison robes, shivering in the cold, wrists locked in shackles and an oversized lycan restricter locked over her head, a twelve year old Enid Sinclair, looked around in terror after being left behind by her father to sit alone, amongst the hardened and desperate criminals.

Wednesday made a noise that sounded between a scream and a sob. "En...Enid!" She whimpered.

While her articles of clothes were troubling, and the chains and muzzled looked extremely uncomfortable. What truly made Wednesday want nothing more than to reach out and take the poor little girl into her arms, was her face.

The lefthand side of her face was severely swollen. Her cheek had three large gashes that looked to be a few days old, and her eyebrow was so swollen, her left eye was obscured by it.

But her right eye was darting and around her as she brought her knees up to her arms, then buried her face into them. Her shivering increased, to the point were it was extremely obvious she started to cry.

"Enid. Oh Enid!" Wednesday grappled onto any words of comfort she could muster, but nothing she could think of would be enough.

For twenty minutes Wednesday watched over the scared wolf like a silent guardian. And while she knew it was just a recollection of a painful memory, anytime Enid flinched in fear at the shouting of a prisoner or guard, anytime she whimpered or openly sobbed, Wednesday whispered words of comfort and tried many times to hug her, but the fact she couldn't hold her, her arms passing through the past Enid, almost drove her to the point of madness.

"Enid Sinclair! On your feet!" A large intimating wizard barked, with two other wizards behind him with their wands drawn, pointing at her.

"One toe out of line! Thats all its gonna take!" He warned. Wednesday was completely besides herself with outrage. To see this poor, little, wounded, defensiveness girl, threatened and treated this way, as if she was a dangerous, serial killer

"How dare you! Look at her! She's wandless and completely entrapped! Get that wand out of her face! You cabrón!" Wednesday roared, but none of them reacted.

Enid shuffled out of her cage with great effort, trying her hardest to keep her composure and distance from the wizards wand tips. "I'll be right beside you, Enid. For all of it, you're not alone." Wednesday whispered as they walked in between the other jail cells.

Some of the prisoners looked up at her, some with interest, some with looks of disgust and rage, but most looked to her with pity. "You'll be ok dearie." An old hag croaked out kindly as she shuffled past.

At the end of the holding area, there was the scariest looking cage in the room. It was what looked to be a bird cage crossed, with a medieval, spiked iron maiden. "Inside! Go on!"

Wednesday was stunned into silence briefly. "You... you want... monsters! All of you! Absolute monsters! You're going to force a young girl into that! I knew the ministry were scum! But she is a child! Enid Sinclair! Dont you put one foot into that thing!' Wednesday warned.

But Enid couldn't hear her. She, very shakily slided into the cage, weeping uncontrollably, and was locked inside. A spike poking her in her injured face made her stand rigid still.

"When I get out of here. You mark my words, I will find you, all of you!" The dark witch hissed. She was burning the image of the wizards faces into her memory, when suddenly, she was teleported to a large, circular room with many high rows of witchs and wizards sitting in silver robes. At the centre of the room, a large hole layed.

"How is she!? Are her wounds okay!? Have the guards given her extra blankets!? What about food? What have they been feeding her!? Shes a growing wolf Murray! She needs all the protein she can get-" Wednesday whipped around to see, she was sitting in the same section as Esther and Murray Sinclair. The former brought his wife into his arms to calm her worry.

"Shes... Love, please, you have to prepare yourself. She, she isn't looking well- shes alright!" Murray clarified when Esther almost tore out of his arms to search for her daughter, but at that moment, the sound of heavy chains rolling caused all at attendance to fall silent.

In the center of the room, through the hole in the floor. The large, spiked iron cage raised from beneath, and the bloody and bashed, Enid stood infront of the Wizengamot.

The air was thick with anticipation, and while the head wizard ruffled through a large casefile, Wednesday jumped at a loud, murderous roar.

"GET THEM OFF HER! YOU GET THOSE HORRIBLE THING OFF HER AND GIVE ME BACK MY BABY!" Esther bellowed, struggling to get out of her husbands grip.

A number of what Wednesday suspected to be a private guard had pulled out wands and advanced on the mother in distress. "Mrs Sinclair! Control yourself! Control yourself at once! This is a courtroom!" Marcus Jamantery, the minister for magic, scowled.

He was just as how Wednesday had remembered him. Many times, had he been to the Addams family manor for Christmas partys or to discuss the yearly donation they made to the ministry. He was a thin man, with a thick, brown mustache and severe receding hairline.

"Mr Sinclair! Please calm your mate down so we can proceed with the tri-"

"GIVE ME BACK MY ENID! Enid!? Sweetheart!? Its okay! Its going to be okay! Were going to go home!" Esther sobbed at the sight of her only daughters wounded face as she looked back at her, pleading with her one good, blight blue eye that was full of fearful tears.

"That may not be the case! Especially with what the accused has done to land her in Azkaban!" An old witch shouted from her place, high above in the rows of witches and wizards.

Esther transformed into her wolf form and hurtled herself over the side to attack the witch, but was stopped by a large, brown wolf who caught the back of her neck in his jaws.

The courtroom exploded in screams and shouts. People scrambled in their robes for their wands to protect themselves. Some stood abruptly to make a dash for the door. Some even ducked for cover. But after a short wrestling match, Murray successful pinned Esther to the ground, and waited for her to calm herself down and transform.

"Order! Order! Mr and Mrs Sinclair! If you cant control yourself! You will have to wait outside! To behave like mindless animals-"

"ANIMALS! US!? ANIMALS!? LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY DAUGHTER! MY TWELVE YEAR OLD DAUGHTER! MY CHILD! YOU DID THIS, YOU ALL DID THIS! YOU'RE THE FUCKING ANIMALS!" Esther declared, almost deranged. She rushed over to the caged Enid and reached into it to softly stroke her cheek lovingly.

"They won't take you away from me again, Enid. No matter what they say, you're coming home, I promise." Esther whispered while Murray rubbed her back.

Enid produced fresh tears, wanting nothing more then to be released from her cage, and cuddle up with her mother and father in their bedroom to have a nice long sleep. She nodded after them, watching as Esther and Murray returned to their seats.

Three loud knocks silenced the wizard court. "Now then! While we have some sort of order! In the counsel! And the accused of this trials parents are in control of themselves." The minister stated.

"Then, we can proceed. Enid Ariana Sinclair! You are being charged with one account of trespassing -"

Wednesday clenched her jaw at the blatant disregard for Enid's parents strife.

"One account of child endangerment."

"But she is a child herself! How could she possibly-" But Wednesday was cut off from the Minister who could not hear her.

"And six accounts of-" The thin, mustached wizard glared down at the blonde wolf, who looked up with an expression of pure desperation, silently begging to leave the cage and run into her mothers and fathers arms.

"First degree murder."

Notes:

Fuck! This is getting long, thought I would have been done by now. Still abit to go I'm afraid!

Chapter 21: The Trial of Enid Sinclair

Wednesday was stunned, while the rest of the courtroom exploded with noise, she stood there with airless lungs as voices shouted and screamed in defiance and agreement.

"There's no need for a trial! Sent her straight back to the Dementors!"

"She is but a child!"

"She is a Truewolf! She cannot be trusted!"

"GIVE ME BACK MY BABY!"

"SILENCE! SILENCE AT ONCE!" The minister of magic ordered the chaotic room, rapidly slamming his wooden gavel. Wednesday let oxygen back into her lungs, just as an old wizard with long, grey hair and beard made his way to Enid’s parents’ side.

"Enid Ariana Sinclair. As previously stated, you are being charged with, one account of trespassing, one account of child endangerment, and six accounts of first-degree murder. How do you plea?"

Enid glanced over her shoulder, sending her parents another questioning look. Wednesday spotted Esther trying to mouth out an answer but saw she had lost to her grief with shuttering sobs. Murray brought her into a firm embrace and mouthed her answer for her.

"In..inno...innocent!" Enid stammered.

The minister scoffed. "Young lady. If you were to just confess to your crimes, your sentence would be greatly reduced-"

"No!" Esther roared. "You won't take her away from me again!"

The minister and the Wizengamot looked uncomfortable at Esther's words. It was clear this trial was a unique case, a case none of the jury had experienced before. "Mrs Sinclair! One more outburst, and you WILL be escorted out of the courtroom! Now then, has the accused have a defence? Anyone to argue her case?"

"Yes. I will." The grey-haired and bearded man stated, somewhat proudly.

"Herbert Sinclair. Previous head of the Sinclar pack of the British Isles. I believe I have had enough experience with the ministry and your... opinions of our kind to defend my great, great grandniece."

The minister glared at the old wolf. "Well then. As I’ve said, the accused has been charged with trespassing on private property! Endangering the wellbeing of a seven-year-old girl, by the name of Nina Sinclair! And the gruesome, animalistic murders of four wizards and two witches! Whose names will not be released-"

"And for what reason, will the names not be released?" Herbert asked politely.

The minister stuttered in indigestion. "For the same reason this trial is a private one! And why everyone of the jury has consented to have their memory altered after the court has been adjourned!"

Enid's great, great grand Uncle smiled tiredly, as Wednesday hopped over the wooden barrier, and stood next to the cage Enid stood in. "You cowards! Scared to take on the Truewolfs!? Scared the world would see what a corruption the ministry is!?"

But none replied. "You fear we may retaliate? For the attack on two of our younglings? On the families of the witches and wizards who assaulted them, and who attempted to kidnap?-"

"Allegedly!" The minister corrected in a defensive way. "Allegedly! And may I add that Enid Sinclair’s statement is quite a convenient one! Only two witnesses saw what happened! And they are both Truewolfs! The others?! Murdered!" He bellowed.

At this statement, Enid let out a loud sob of misery. "They! They said they were going to take us! To sell us to strangers! And they were hurting us! They were kicking Nina! And there was a mons-"

"Be quiet!-"

"DONT, YOU DARE SPEAK TO MY DAUGHTER LIKE THAT!" Esther roared from her place in the stands, fangs and claws unleashed. It took Murray almost a full minute to sooth her.

"Thank you, Murray. While the subject of the statement has been brought up. Why doesn't Enid tell us what happened that night. Little pup?" The old wolf called to the still sobbing girl.

"Are you feeling up to the task?" He asked her in a soft, kind tone.

Wednesday watched as Enid attempted to speak, but her sobs were preventing her. "It’s alright little one. I'll read the statement you gave the Aurors." Herbert said while shuffling a larger file on the desk in front of him.

After clearing his throat, he began to read aloud to the room.

"It was last night. We were practicing stalking and hiding ourselves from our Mams and Das. After my Da tucked us in, Nina snuck into my sleeping bag to cuddle, we always do that. It helps her fall asleep, but... she was too awake." The Truewolf read aloud.

"But at midnight, I think? I'm not allowed to bring my phone with me on those trips. Ma and Da says its to connect with nature better." Herbert paused and glared at the Wizardgamoth.

"The accused was then interrupted by one of the Aurors, telling her to keep on track. The accused then broke into hysterics, and didn't calm down until an Auror helped her take a sip of water, due to her hands shaking so much."

Esther let out another sob at the sight of her daughter looking down in shame. "Is this standard procedure for the ministry? To interrogate a young girl and-"

"I will have you know! With the severity of the accuses crimes! We will take the proper measures to insure we have all the facts! Even if that mean taking unorthodox measures! Say for instance, viritcum serum-"

"NO! YOU DIDN'T! YOU DIDN'T USE THAT POTION ON MY LITTLE PUPPY!" Esther practically pleaded to the minister, who looked appalled.

"Of course not! Please, Mr and Mrs Sinclair! I am aware you don’t think very highly of the ministry! But we would never stoop so low as to use such a potion on a child!" The minister declared, then look to Enid as if seeing the severity of her injures for the first time.

"I'm sorry, young lady. For... " he paused, seeming to try to find words to comfort her, but he failed. Instead, he simply gave her a soft nod.

Wednesday then remembered, the minister had daughters of his own. She had met them a number of times at events. They were spoilt, rude, condescending things, but she deduced, he was thinking of them at this moment, and how he would feel if his own were in Enid’s position.

"Release her from the cage. And the Lycan restrictor. Now." He ordered.

Wednesday nodded approvingly, making a mental not to send the minister an expensive Christmas present.

"But!-" a wizard beside him tried but was cut off.

"Now! She is chained, that will be enough!"

Slowly, and very reluctantly, Enid was released from the cage and metal muzzle. The second she was, Esther had once again vaulted over the wooden banister and ran to her daughter.

All the witches and wizards who released her backed away in fear, but the wolf paid them no mind. She slowed and gently cupped her daughters injured face in her hands. "My baby! My poor baby!" She whispered, planting countless kisses on her daughters injured face.

For a moment, she imagined how her parents would have reacted if she herself, were in Enid’s place. She couldn't really picture it. Her family were incredibly bizarre, and if most had found out she had killed six witches and wizards in self-defence from an attempted kidnapping, almost all of them would have celebrated her triumph.

But then, she thought of her mother and father's reaction to seeing their only daughter in such a state. Her face ripped open and dressed in prison robes, standing in front of the ministry. She shook her head clear of the surprisingly upsetting picture.

"Mrs Sinclair, um, if you would return to-" but the minister gulped at the glare Esther was sending him as she kept her arms around Enid, who had stop shivering slightly.

"Well... considering the circumstance... Mr Sinclair, if you will."

Herbert Sinclair cleared his throat once again. "After the suspected had calmed herself, she continued. We... Nina couldn't fall asleep; she still wanted to play outside! And I tried to stop her! But she ran out of the tent! And I chased after her, but she’s smaller than me! And she's faster than me! So, I lost her!"

Enid gave a quiet, guilty sob into her mother’s shoulder.

"I searched for hours! I wanted to go back to my Mam and Da! But... I didn’t want to get into trouble-"

"And here!" And old wizard besides the minister interfered. "Is the first suspicious act in this statement! Why would you not wake your parents the second your young cousin, had left the tent!? And pray tell me, how four, fully grown Truewolfs couldn't hear two young wolfs leaving the area? Aren't your senses, better than ours?" He sneered at Esther.

Who to Wednesday's surprise, looked more ashamed then angry at the man’s question. "Do you think we are not ashamed of ourselves? Do you think we don’t hate ourselves for letting our daughters come across one of your lot unsupervised?"

Enid pulled away and shook her head hastily. "No! No Mam! It’s not your fault! Its mine!"

Esther looked as if someone had stabbed her in the gut and twisted the knife. "No, my little pup. Its anything but your fault. We should have heard you two. We... we were just so tired. But that’s no excuse!"

The courtroom fell silent once again. Many of the Wizengamot looked at the sad moment between mother and daughter, with mixed feelings. Most looked undecided on what they should feel or say. It was clearly obvious that most of them couldn't decide on how to feel about the display.

"They still haven't answered the question! Why didn't you get your parents!" The wizard asked.

"Because she is a little girl!" A young, familiar witchs voice rang out.

High above, in the top row, a witch shrouded in darkness shifted slightly. Wednesday's stomach dropped at the sound. It was her. The witch who they had overheard at the ministry.

"YOU!" Wednesday roared, but yet again. Her voice went unheard.

"It seems time has deluded some of your memories of childhood. Is it that none of you remember the feeling, the frightening experience of having a parent yell and punish you for misbehaving. I personally find miss Sinclair’s explanation perfectly reasonable." The witch’s voice rang throughout the courtroom, not in a menacing way, but in a firm and final tone.

The Wizengamot murmured to each-other, and too Wednesday's horror, she spotted Enid’s own mother, nod gratefully too the mysterious witch.

"Mrs Sinclair! She's... Shes!-"

The Minister for Magic gently tapped his gavel to silence the quiet commotion. "Very well said. Very well said indeed, Mrs?"

"Mrs Catherine Feltham." The voice echoed in a polite voice.

The minister paused for a moment to think. It was obvious he had never heard of that name before. And it was very evident, neither had the rest of the witch’s and wizards present to hold trial.

"Um.. While some of us agree with your sentiment, and sympathy towards Miss Sinclair, I must confess, your name doesn't-"

"I'm an unspeakable. I work in the department of mysteries and am filling in for Mrs Myton."

The Wizengamot and the minister seemed to accept this explanation, which cause Wednesday too whipped her arms around in outrage. "WHAT! ARE YOU SERIOUS!? IS THE MINISTRY SERIOUS THIS INCOMPETENT?!”

"Why yes, Yes, I heard Mrs Myton is unwell. Now then. The rest of the statement, if you would." The Minister asked the eldest Sinclair.

"After a while, I heard a scream, it was Nina! So, I ran after the sound and found her. She... her leg was bleeding bad. She stepped on one of those traps hunter's use, the one with spikey jaws they put on the ground. She was crying and trying to get out but she wasn’t strong enough! Neither was I! We couldn't open it! I was going to go back to get our parents! But-"

Herbert Sinclair paused. "These people showed up. Three men and two women. I jumped up and asked them to help us, but they just stared at us, like we were food, like they were hungry! They were whispering too each-other, but I could hear them."

The courtroom was so silent, all that could be heard, was the soft whimpers of the wolf in her mother’s arms.

"They were excited. They were excited that the rumours and information they heard were true. That there were Truewolfs in the area. Then, one of the witches got Nina out of the trap, telling us everything was going to be ok. She told us they were going to bring us back to their camp to fix her leg, but I felt nervous! I didn't believe them! I told them we had to back to our camp, but one of the wizards hit me!"

Wednesday ground her teeth as she looked over to Enids still split eyebrow. Thinking how a grown man had the nerve to strike such an innocent, defenceless child.

"Then, then they grabbed us and started to drag us away, but Nina bit the witch’s arm. She threw her to the ground and started kicking her, telling the others to watch for our teeth while the others laughed at her! I tried to stop them, but a wizard shot a curse at me that cut my back! Then, he grabbed me and told the others to leave Nina! He said she was damaged and wouldn't be worth much! Just to take me!"

"Minister?" The mysterious witch asked aloud. "It sounds to me; these alleged kidnappers could be a part of the illegal live magically creatures trading circuit. Has the Aurors department made any headway in that investigation? While i deplore the circuit, a young Truewolf would be highly valuable to the right, horrible customer-"

"SELL!? SELL MY DAUGHTER!? GIVE ME THE NAMES OF THE FAMILIES INVOLVED, ILL HAVE THEIR HEADS!"

"Mrs Sinclair! Please! I understand that this is an emotional-"

"THEY WANTED TO SELL MY DAUGHTER!" Esther roared, while Murray and the old wolf vaulted over the barriers and wrapped her and Enid into a protective, and guarded hug.

"They wanted to kidnap and sell my child! Of course I'd be emotional!" She screamed, fighting against the other wolves arms.

The minister shuffled in his seat uncomfortably. "Well, we aren't completely sure they were involved in the circuit. We haven't heard any concrete evidence if they are still active. It’s been years, only whispers. I doubt the ones involved in this trial had anything to do with it."

"Shall I?" The old wolf asked while gesturing to the statement in front of him, as Enid’s parents made their way back to the stands.

"It’s alright mia lobo, I'm still here." Wednesday muttered to the still terrified wolf.

"But they didn’t! They kept kicking her! And she was bleeding! I tried to get away from the wizard, but he kept hold of me, I begged them to stop, but they wouldn't! Then I saw the moon, it was red. And then... I was away, like i was in the back seat of a car. Everyone was screaming and shooting curses! I could see, my wolf, it was... it was biting and scratching. It was killing the wizard that was dragging me away. It bit his neck-"

"Decapitated, more like it! Stomach ripped open! Arms ripped off his shoulders! Not the actions of a person acting in self-defence!" The old wizard yelled beside the minister.

"These were the actions of a Truewolf who had transformed for the first time and transformed under life threatening circumstances." Herbert stated. "When we transform for the first time, our wolves are in control of our actions. Cornered animals aren't completely rational when they feel their lives are threatened."

Wednesday nodded in agreement while the Wizengamot murmured to each-other again. "Well. We do not have much information on your kinds process of transformations. Your kind are rather secretive. Quite suspicious of your lot."

"We have our reasons, Minister. Centuries of persecution and discrimination have led us to shun wizardkind and keep our secrets safe. And if you feel the need to understand why we would feel the need to do so-" he gestured to the wounded girl before him.

Wednesday turned to see Enid look down in shame again. She reached out to grab her shoulder, but her hand once again, her hand passed through the memory.

The dark witch roared in frustration. While she understood it was important to pay attention and find out whatever she could to find out why on earth anyone would want to kidnap the young wolf, it was madding how she couldn't comfort her.

But then, Herbert continued to read aloud. "I couldn't stop it. It was ripping and tear all of them! Then one sent a curse at Nina but missed and exploded a tree, and Nina was thrown away! When my wolf saw blood coming out of her ears, it only got angrier. There was only two witchs left when they sent a purple spell into the air, then...then..."

"The statement ends here. The Auror who interviewed her stated Enid had fainted at this point and taken back to Azkaban." The old wolf finished.

"Well then! There we have it!-"

"Minister?" The mysterious witch asked.

"I don’t believe that to be the end of the incident. Tell us little one. Those wounds? Where they made by the witches and wizards? From my knowledge of Truewolfs, your healing abilities should have taken care of them by now."

Enid took three deep breaths to calm her loud beating heart, fresh tears started to pour down her face. "No. After the witch shot the spell into the air, I could hear something, something running towards us in the woods. I could smell it too. It smelt like burnt rubber. Then this... thing came out of the trees."

The minister raised a thin eyebrow. "A 'thing', Miss Sinclair? what was this 'thing' you speak of? What did it look like?"

"It was tall, really tall, it had really long claws and teeth. And its eyes were like beachballs. When it saw the bodies, it was angry. It jumped on me and... I don’t know how long it attacked me for, but it clawed me, and bit me. I was dying... it was trying to kill me. I fainted, and when I woke up, it was gone." Enid finished quietly.

Wednesday felt her heart drop at the description. There was only one creature she knew match it, a creature that hadn't been seen in almost two hundred years. "The numbing cream, it doesn't work on nerve damage. But it does work on stings and most venoms and poisons."

"Where her wounds examined? Were there any traces of poison-"

"It was not that! There hasn't been a sighting of the creature we're thinking of for hundreds of years! They are extremely illegal! And cursed! It must have been an abnormal werewolf, our an Animagus! Our even another Truewolf! It... it can’t be... it can’t be a Hyde!"

The gallery exploded in horror. "A Hyde." Wednesday muttered to herself, pacing back and forth as witches and wizards yelled over each other.

"It’s impossible! No one even knows how to create a Hyde!"

"She wasn't in her right mind when she was attacked! She didn't see what she thought she saw!"

"But what if!? What if there was one in the forest that night?!"

"But they are the darkest of dark creatures! No one would stoop so low as to create one!"

"Order! Order!" The minister roared. It took a few moments before the wizardgamoth calmed down, but Wednesday noticed quite a few of them were pale and sweating slightly.

"If I may again interject, minister?"

All craned their necks to look up the rows of seats. "But I believe, there was, may even be, someone who, how did one of you put it? Stoop so low?" The young witch shrouded in darkness asked aloud.

"He is gone! Defeated! Killed! He who should not be named did try and make multiple, but he was gone before he succeeded!" The old, bias wizard hissed.

"Pardon me. But there was no proof of his demise, or his defeat. And who’s to say a follower of his, didn’t continue his work?"

The minister paled and swallowed thickly. "Mrs? Why would you insinuate such a thing?"

"I am an unspeakable, minister. We in the department of mysteries are always on the lookout for whispers of he who should not be named, his potential return and the resurfacing of his followers, if they feel so bold."

The Wizengamot looked slightly relaxed, but Wednesday paled, because she was the only person present that knew the witch was an imposter and had secret malicious intentions. And now, this witch who wanted to kidnap Enid, was bringing up the darkest, evilest wizard to ever exist.

And now that she thought about it.

No.

It means nothing. She merely suggested that the monster that attacked Enid that night was a Hyde. And if they agreed, then the first-degree murder charges would seem pale in comparison to a group of kidnappers having a Hyde amongst them.

But then, she had an epiphany. An explanation for why this witch was so sympathetic to Enid’s plight. "You don't want her locked up in Azkaban! Not because she's innocent! Because she would be harder to get to her!" Wednesday shouted accusingly.

But a thought stubbornly lingered in the back of her mind. “She mentioned a master. A master Gaphin and herself need to serve. What i-“

"Enough! If that is the end of Miss Sinclair’s statement, then we shall deliberate. Now, as Mrs Addams had inspected Miss Sinclair’s wand, and concluded she only use the Lumos charm, we are all in agreement to overlook the underage use of magic, given her Truewolf nature. But the child endangerment charge? Who agrees she is to be charge with this crime?"

Very few raised their hands. Even the minister himself did not. "Child endangerment! Utterly ridiculous!" Wednesday scoffed.

"Now. The trespassing charge. While the Sinclair’s own most of the forest grounds, the incident occurred on wizard family property. The family which owns it are unaware of the attacks but still want compensation for a damaged oak tree. All in favour?"

Wednesday scowled as almost all the Wizengamot raised their hands in agreement. "The Sinclair’s shall pay 200 gallons in fines. Now... to the... murders."

"Given her statement, Miss Addams examination of her wand, the injures that she displays, and the bodies left behind, well the remains left behind... Well. Those in favour of deeming the accused innocent?" The minister asked allowed.

Even though Wednesday knew what the outcome of the trial would be, she still held her breath as hands rose slowly. She couldn't count that many hands as quickly as she wished, but it looked to be just about half, and to her relief, the minister himself raised his own hand, even if it was somewhat hesitantly. "Mrs Evelyn?"

A young witch stood and waved her wand into the air. A blue translucent blanket fell upon them. "163, Minister."

Enid sent the entire room a pleading look. "And those who are of the opinion that the accused is guilty, and shall be sentence to a lifetime sentence in Azkaban?"

In what felt like an eternity, witches and wizards raised their hands to convict the small girl to a lifetime of misery. Wednesday gasped, and the past Enid cried out in fear, as just as many hands had been raised as previously. "...Mrs Evelyn? The... Tally?"

Once again, the witch waved her wand, and the thin, blue translucent blanket fell upon the crowed. The room waited in anticipation for the verdict, Wednesday herself, for the first time in her life wished she had a hand to hold.

The young witch looked to the small, scared wolf. “168.”

“NO!” Wednesday heard Enid’s mother scream from behind her, but it sounded as if the sound came from the end of a long, empty tunnel.

“The Jury has reached its decision. Enid Ariana Sinclar, you have been found guilty of trespassing and six accounts of first-degree murder. Giving this is your first two offences and arrest, you will be sentence to twenty-five years in Azkaban.” The Minister proclaimed. Then, with a sombre look on his face, he slammed his gavel down.

Wednesday turned to Enid, who by this point was staring in disbelief. She then turned to see Murrey and Herbert holding back a nearly faint Esther who was reaching out weakly for her daughter while Enid slowly started to descent back down into the holding cells below.

And just as the black whisps of smoke started to surround her, Wednesday spotted one of the last people left in the top rows of the stands. It was the witch they overheard at the ministry, and while she couldn’t see her face, she spotted a slight light twinkling from where she predicted one of the witches’ eyes were.

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The dark witch whipped her head back from the basin, panting and staring around, taking back in the room of requirements environment. Her head swam with new information. Enid was imprisoned in Azkaban. Enid had stood in front of the Wizengamot. Her own mother had help inspect Enid’s wand to prove she only used Lumos.

Enid had killed six people. And she was found guilty and sent to twenty-five years in Azkaban.

Behind herself, she heard the faint sound of sniffing and the movement of blankets. She turned to see a now, fourteen-year-old Enid Sinclar standing in the middle of the room, clutching the bottom of her night shirt and looking to her with a heart breaking frown.

Wednesday froze at the sight and the sound of the poor wolfs, vulnerable voice. “…My Da tried to get himself arrest to stay with me again. He didn’t want me to be alone in that place, but Great, Great, Uncle Herbert got me out before he could… I was alone in Azkaban for three days…” her voice trailed off.

“… Please Wednesday. They were going to take me. I don’t even want to think about what they were going to do to Nina. I had too, my wolf had too. We… I never wanted to hurt anybody!... But… please… don’t hate me…” Enid finished next to a whisper.

Take great care of her, she has been through hell and back, so keep her safe Wednesday

The dark witch walked slowly towards Enid with an expression she felt she had never worn before. She then gently cupped the wolfs cheeks in her hands and whipped a tear off her scars, the relics of the battle that had sculpted the girl she held. And without looking away, she spoke.

“I knew I was right about you. I’m always right.”

Enid’s eyes searched desperately into Wednesdays own big, brown eyes.

“You are the bravest and strongest girl I have ever met.”

And without an ounce of fear or hesitation, Wednesday kissed her.

For her whole life, Wednesday had detested her Mother and Fathers infatuation with each other. She always found it embarrassing, disgusting and horrific, and not in the good way. But now, standing in the Room of Requirement, their two pets, Snips and Alfred mewing and attempting to climb up their legs, Wednesday had finally understood. All the times people had teased her about being her father’s daughter, she found it insulting. Now? She finally, fully understood.

She pulled back and looked into the wolfs deep, pools of blue. “Enid Sinclair?... Would you gift me the honour… of courting you?” Wednesday rasped.

Enid’s dazed face turned into a watery, gentle smile, looking down to the girl she held in her arms with adoration. “Of course you can Wednesday Addams, after all,” She laughed, closing her eyes and leaning their foreheads together and letting out a long sigh of relief.

“you’re my mate.”

Notes:

To those of you who know how to write a decent courtroom scene, my hats off to you.