Authors note: First off, I would like to say thank you for clicking on this to read, I greatly appreciate it. Next I'll say that, I apologise for getting the lyrics wrong, I wrote this during a history class, when my teacher had to run to the dentists, quite literally.

Summary: Remus Lupin's thoughts on his being a werewolf up until the marauders find out. Song fic- Based on 'Go the Distance' from Disney's Hercules.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the song 'Go the Distance'

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On with the story.

I have often dreamed

Dreaming is the most natural thing in the world. What we dream of, when we sleep is what our unconscious mind really wants. I don't need to buy 'The Dream Oracle' to know what I want.

…of a far off place

If only I could go, everything could turn out all right if I could go. It's not that I wish to leave my family; I love them I really do but…

…where a hero's welcome will be waiting for me

…they knew me before… and they are expecting me to be the same person I once was but I can't be. I don't know how, not anymore.

Where the crowds will cheer…

Everything changed when- People my age are so excited about getting their letters, they're so happy but all I can feel is a sense of hopelessness.

…when they see my face

We had to move somewhere far off from where we lived originally, because…because of me. Because everyone knew what I'd become...

And I'll finally be…

I wish I could still be who I once was.

…in the place…

If only I wasn't alone.

…where I belong.

December 16, 1982

"Remus? Can we talk to you?"

I looked up to find that my three closest friends had all surrounded my bed which I was currently sitting on. James, the one who'd spoken up, just looked at me with this sad smile, Sirius' face was completely blank giving nothing away and peter was constantly switching his gaze between me and the other two.

I raised an eyebrow, "Yes? What is it?"

They exchanged glances and then as one looked around out dorm quickly. It would have seemed rather funny if not for the feeling of foreboding I had.

"Well Remus it's about your… time spent away from the castle," James stuttered out.

"I've told you, my mother's sick, I have to go visit her." They can't know. Please don't let them know.

"Yes. Well, uhm..." James looked around for help.

"Oh for merlin's sake James! Remus! We know you're a werewolf!" Sirius jumped in with his helpful bluntness.

My blood went cold, "w-what?"

"Remus we know," Sirius repeated.

Oh.

"I apologise for not telling you. Don't worry, I'll find somewhere else to stay now that you know I won't force you to stay in my company," my voice and movement were mechanical.

"Remus," James said, I looked at him and was shocked to find him grinning, "we don't care,"

"Yeah James is right," Sirius said, "your still you even if you get a little bit cranky once a month." He was smiling.

"You've always been nice to me," peter stuttered out, "so why would it matter now?"

I stood there staring at my friends-my friends- in shock.

"But- I'm a werewolf!"

"Yes we do know that," Sirius said grinning.

"So you have a bit of a 'furry little problem', that doesn't matter to us. You've been our friend since first year, peter's right why would that change now?"

…where I belong.