Beautiful full moon... and good midnight snack.

This was the only place where Miseria could come when her curse was active again. She was tierd of running and tierd of flying with her broom, which was laying somwehere near the forest. And she was frightened. Every single month when big yellow full moon was shining in the dark blue sky, showing people beautiful view, she had to escape and live all night all alone in those dark woods, and keep away from people. As much as she could think right now, is that she must go as far as she can before transforming.

Suddenly she felt how pain was taking over all her body. And then she fell down on the ground. She was only 500 meters away from the beginning of the forest. What if someone will hear her? Yet, who would be so stupid to come around, and look who is making those noises.

Sighing, Andrian continued making his way out of the Forest of Dean whilst whistling his favorite tune, quietly as he strolled down the forest. He was carrying a piece of log over his shoulders which he needed for the fireplace to keep the house warm. "I've been walking for over two hours now," thought Andrian as he carefully put down the log on the ground. "We're almost there just a few more step," he continued stretching his body and wiping the sweat from him. To his dismay he heard somebody grunting and crying with pain. He raised his eyebrows and started to follow the source of the noise. "Hello?" he said, softly as he saw a girl in blue hair on the ground, ripped of her clothes as she transformed into a werewolf. "Are you okay?" he asked. What a stupid question, he thought slapping himself in the forehead. Then he realized it was Miseria, his eyes widened as he raced to hold her, break her will to change even though he knew it wouldn't work. "Miseria!" he cried out. "Look at me."

Miseria didn't even hear when someone came near. Her body was almost like burning and her legs and hands were in cramp pain. And then she cried out in pain, though, it sounded like a wolf howl now. And then she transformed. (I really won't border you writing all of this thing of transforming into a werewolf)

For a moment, she was still laying down on the dirty ground, black hair shining in the moonlight what was coming from behind the top of the trees. And then she howled again, in surprise and also agony. She pushed Andrian away with her big paw, not even thinking if she hurted him somehow or did she give him a scratch, no. As a werewolf she was hungry, and enmity was taking over her mind. Human was around! Showing him her big and sharp teeth, she started coming closer to him. No one was around so she could just rip him apart.

Andrian eyes widned as he felt her pushign him away, sending his flying far away into a tree. Groans. His vision were blurring for a moment, three large scratches appeared on his muscular chest. He gasped and touched the blood, then began to look at in with fear in his eyes. Lost in his train of thought; Andrian heard her howl again and started to come closer to him. "Miseria, no!" he shouted pushing himself away from her on the ground and started to push himself up on the bark of the tree unable to move. His expression show many emotion, shock, fear, sadness and anger. He was going to die! - if only he was smart enough to run away.

For few seconds, Miseria really stoped but it was to watch how Andrian had flew trough the air, against the tree. She could smell his fresh blood what made her more hungry. She growled quietly and came closer to him, Usually animals tried to escape her, when she was attacking. Why didn't he? But then again, she didn't even care. He was her own food, lunch, dinner or what ever. And he smelled good when blood was around. She bit his hand, strongly, almost breaking his bone and then she felt the taste of blood again. Even for a werewolf, such things were good. And the taste of his skin and meat...

But then she had to raise her eyes when she heard the man talking to her. The name was just a simple word for her. Miseria? No? Those simple words didn't even stop her, she showed him her bloody teeth, before wanting to break the rest of his bones with her huge nailes and pig paw.

Andrian howled in pain as she bit his hand, he grunted and pushed his hand out of her. "Ow!" he held onto his hand up, blowing it to cool down the pain. He gasped as she saw her bloody teeth, how her eyes thristing for blood. Stuck to the ground. Glued. A werewolf ther all ready to tear him a part. Slowly, he took his step away from her; then he thought of something and started to punch her across the face but her body was too hard and strong causing him to break his hand. He cried of pain as he held his other broken hand and looked up at her again, then tried to make a run for it.

She listened how he was crying in pain what she had made for him. And she wanted more of his blood. It was so damn good. And the way he tasted. But also she had to escape from here after she's finished with him. To the deeper woods to break another animals. She looked at him, when he finally moved, still growling from behind her teeth. It was deep and angry growl, to be exact. And when he started running, Miseria followed him and hit him at the tree, again.

Andrian grunted and gasped with pain, he closed his eyes for a bit to try and ignore the pain then opened it and looked at her, his jaws dropped. Slowly, he crept his hand down to his pocket and slowly curled his hand around his wand. "I don't want to hurt you but i have no choice," he told her and started to pull out his wand and shot a spell in the middle of her stomach giving him enough time to escape. He looked at Miseria for a bit and started to run over, almost stumbling a bit but manage to get back up and continued to run.

Werewolf ignored when Andrian screamed in pain again. But suddenly she felt how something hit her few meters away from her prey. Growling, she howled and shaking the dirt away from her black hair, she started running after him. Now, as a werewolf, she was really hungry and also angry, and she didn't want to let her prey escape.

Andrian ran and limped his way out on his broken ankle from tripping over a root. He was hunced over, blood pour out of his mouth as he turned around and shot randoms spells at her not caring if it missed her all he wanted to do was get away before he was eaten alive. Slowly. When he thought and was sure that he was out of view from her and started to hide behind a tree. "God damn it!" he thought when he remembered that he couldn't appriate from here into Hogwart he started to pull his wand out and tried to summon his broom.