Beginning of the end?

The battle was on. She could hear it and smell fear and adrenaline rushing through students' veins.

Right now, fighting in a wolf form was unavoidable. The full moon was shining brightly in the sky and the only thing that helped her keep control of herself was the Wolfsbane potion. People almost jumped away when she ran through the corridors and the school ground. The battle was on.
She saw many other werewolves out there, but non of them were on Potter's Army's or Oder's side.

Miseria didn't want to hurt anyone but then again – in this battle it was kind of unavoidable. She scanned the schoolgrounds. It was easy to notice her. She wasn't brown or black, her fur was white with a little shade of gray.

She avoided spells that were casted at her. Students didn't even know that it was actually Miseria under this skin. Even members of Potter's Amy didn't know that she had this curse. Yet.

She ran towards Jack and stood right next to her. She grinned at the PA's leader, showing her sharp fangs and then turned her dark brown eyes at the other werewolves who probably were looking for their prey. There were too many of them and there was no way she could fight all of them alone.

((Who is nester?))

"Protego," Sam shouted, deflecting a hex that flew wide from the girl running to Hogsmeade anyway, his spell proving as useless as a frying pan in one of these battles. Still, that wasn't something to be pondering about right now, the werewolf he'd shot a spell at had friends.

Big friends

Big friends with big teeth.

Oh god.

Sam screamed in terror as the vicious beast lunged at him, clawing and knashing through the air just behind him as he sprinted across the fields towards a few more Potter's Army members, by the looks of it Jack Louis and Cecilia, as well as another monster.

But that monster seemed to be mildly in control, which was a relief.

"Help me," he cried out, pointing his wand over his shoulder and shooting the first spell that could possibly help that came to mind.

"Tarantangula," came the spell, one aimed at taking out a werewolf's main form of attack - its legs.

"Jack this is getting out of hand," he shouted as he ran towards her, hoping she and the other PA members would shoot a spell at the tailing monster.

Miseria heard someone screaming for help, and then the voice's owner ran straightly towards them. She turned herself around to see who the screamer was. Samuel Grigori. She didn't know the guy, but he was chased by a werewolf. Hope to see you alive after this battle, she thought, although, non of the Potter's Army's members could hear her. Then she ran off and stood right behind Samuel to cut off the following werewolve's trail and stop him chasing the poor boy.

It was first time when she was fighting in this form. Using wand and casting spells was much more easier than this right now. Though she felt hesitation about the attack, she knew that she was strong enough to take on this beast and fight him. Or her. “Come on now, you don't want to fight with someone who's weaker than you are, do you?“ She didn't know if the werewolf could hear her or atleast sence her thoughts.

Quickly, she looked over her shoulder to see if the boy was now away from her. She smiled at Sam, although, it was growl that came out of her mouth and sharp white teeth that reflected the moonlight and spells that flew through the air.

Cecilia had now taken out her wand. Her eyes were burning from a spell some person had shoot at her. She could hear what was going on around her but she couldn’t see a thing. She heard Sam calling for help and took a step towards his voice. Then their was snarling and yelping coming from werewolves. She turned the other way and cast expeliaums hoping to disarm someone who wasn’t on Jack’s side. She blinked a few time wishing the painful burning would stop. She keep blinking as she looked around only seeing blurry images until the spell wore off. She smiled slightly finally she could see. Taking aim at one of the big white werewolf she cast levicorpis hoping to god that it would work.

(someone please harm Cecilia but don’t kill her.)

Alexis had been hiding in the trees, hoping to not really get involved with this fight. But all the other wolves were running about, attacking whoever was in there way. She knew that if she was going to be accepted into the pack she was going to have to do something. She couldn't just go out and hurt someone, it wasn't like her so what was she to do? She was beginning to get frustrated when she finally saw an oppportunity.

A girl had shot a spell towards Naomi, this was reason enough to go after her. She glanced over at the creme colored wolf and turned away before seeing if the spell hit or not. She ran out from the trees near the girl who shot the spell, and jumped, swiping at her, hoping to harm the girl. She pulled her lips back and bared her teeth, as she walked closer and closer to the girl.

Hitame watched everyone running and shooting spells all over the place. She was somewhat hidden in a tree. She was waiting, for the perfect time to attack someone. That time wasn't quite there for her, but she couldn't just jump out and attack someone, she was only a little second year, But she had to do something. She was getting tired of waiting. "Stupify!" she shouted, pointing her wand at one of the wolves, the creme colored one, hoping it would make contact.

Now she wouldn't be safe, even hidden in the trees so she jumped down from the tre she was in and she moved out into the open, her wand in her hand. After everything that's happened to her, she was ready to fight. And she would show no mercy, even if she was just a second year.

((Nester is a werewolf. Naomi mentioned all the werewolves names in her beginning post))

Jack and the person she was duelling with continued, getting closer and closer, but every spell was disarmed. Finally, with a yell, she reached out and punched his stomach. He doubled over and she stunned him, sending him flying back. She turned and saw Samuel running towards her, tailed by a werewolf, shouting. She saw another werewolf run past Samuel and towards the other.

So they had one on their side. She wondered were Ariel was. Maybe he could have some influence over the others. Jack squared off and silently sent a Stunning spell towards the chasing werewolf. It hit him square in the chest and he flew back slightly, writhing and landing on his feet. Jack turned and saw Cecilia getting swiped at.

"Cecilia!" Jack called out. She ran forward, approaching the werewolf from behind and leaping onto its back, grabbing its scruff with her hands and trying to pull her off of Cecilia. She rolled away the second she could, scrambling away, knowing she did not want to get bit.

Nester was weak, not terribly, but Naomi was aware that even the weakest of her own pack would be stronger than everyone else here. Somehow the Sam boy got past Nester, who began tailing him. Naomi barked an order and he hesitated. A stunning spell hit him and he was thrown back. She heard Fyona bark in fear and rush to him. Fool.

Naomi let out a howl. All werewolves, choose your side! There is no time to hesitate or remain on the fence! She watched as Lexi emerged and began to struggle with a girl. A foolish Mudblood joined the fray and Naomi heard a bark of warning. She crouched and a spell went over her. As she stood, a jet of flames went past her and grazed her back.

She rolled to stop the flame, but felt her scalp and her hide burn and peel. She stood and snapped at the nearest person, feeling cloth. She looked around and suddenly caught a familiar scent on the wind. She growled lowly and rumbled loudly, Where is my brother?

Marki had been watching the pretty lights from her tower, thinking that they were some sort of strange fireworks, or fireflies, or fireflies playing with fireworks. It took her awhile to figure out that what she was looking at was a duel. The only thing she could think to cause a duel would be a fight over some magical slice of cake, so she grabbed a cardigan and hurried down to the grounds.

Jeremiah was sitting in her cardigan's hood, croaking. "What do you mean this is a bad idea?" she asked him. She kept walking and stopped as she reached the edge of the fighting. "See, there's even puppies." She smiled. "Wait... I don't see any cake. Jeremiah, I think this is a real fight."

Finally the extra power he was looking for came through as Jack and the other PA members shot at the werewolf who was chasing him, and judging by the thump and whimper coming from behind him, they'd been successful in subduing him, which was incredibly lucky.

But there was a werewolf here too. It ran past him and Sam took aim, not sure who or what it was, just knowing that it was one of those vile creatures which could, and probably was trying to do so, attack him.

"Reducto," he shouted as it ran to attack the recently immobilised wolf. "It's a monster, kill it," he shouted, his eyes glinting with fury.

Sam wasn't racist.

He knew that some werewolves were friendly, and he knew that most of them had quite manageable alter-egos. However in a situation like this it was highly foolish to just give a dangerous creature the benefit of the doubt. Wolfsbane potions were not fool-proof, any werewolf who was truly on their side would be stowing away safely in the castle, or hiding somewhere in the forest, keeping as far from their friends as possible.

That, and he wasn't friends with any werewolves, so he knew that this one shouldn't be trusted.