Midnight was Remus Lupin's favorite hour … there was something beautifully mysterious about it. It was a time of endless possibility and haunting deliberation. It was silent in nature but loud in opportunity. And, it was lonely. But Remus was used to that.

It was never anything more than shy glances in the hallway, brushing of hands in the Common Room. It was never anything more than that. Until...

White was her color. That's what they always told her.