1st September Event: The Sorting Ceremony

Back to School Event: (character) Remus Lupin

Word Count: 253


acceptance (it makes a mighty good feeling)

Remus took a deep breath in. He had made it. He was at Hogwarts, despite the fact that he was a werewolf and they shouldn't be allowed anywhere in society.

He still had to be sorted. That was the scariest part. He didn't want the hat to declare that he didn't belong here, that he was a werewolf and should be shunned because of it. He wanted to belong here more than anything, but it might not be possible.

A few more names flew past. Then: "Lupin, Remus."

His hands were shaking as he walked up to the Hat. He could feel eyes on him, his scars, his shabby clothes. His parents couldn't afford much, yet he was here. Despite his condition, he had made it.

"Ah. It has been a while since a werewolf has walked amongst my castle."

Remus' eyes widened. 'Please, please don't tell anyone. I'll work really hard to be here, I promise!'

"Relax, Mr Lupin. I will not tell anyone of your condition if the thought scares you that much. I believe you are here to be sorted, correct?"

'Yeah… you really won't tell anyone?'

"No. You are rather hard-working, which would make you a good candidate for Hufflepuff, but the fact that you are brave enough to come to Hogwarts despite your condition makes you a true GYFFINDOR!"

The last word was said to everyone, and Remus relaxed. He was here. He had made it. He was accepted. He could become so much more than the wolf.