Strange, the effect a simple question can have on your daily life. I don't even know why I asked it, and I regretted the words almost as soon as they were out of my mouth.
Alright, I'm probably confusing you by now. I'll try to explain properly. For those who don't know me, I'm Alysia Snape. And yes, before you ask, I am related to Severus Snape. He's my brother, and he's two years above me. He's also probably the most stubborn person you'll ever meet, though I guess I should be honest and warn you that I come in at a pretty close second.
Anyway, back to explaining the story. See, I'd locked myself in an empty room at school. I was crying, and Remus Lupin came in. I explained why I was upset, and he was really nice about it, and before I knew it the words were out of my mouth.
What's that? You don't understand? Well, fair enough, I'll try to explain, but it's kind of complicated. The thing is, Severus has suspected for a couple of years now that Remus is a werewolf, but I always told him he was being silly, that Remus was too nice for that to be true. Well, I guess my curiosity got the better of me and I came out and asked Remus about it. He freaked out, naturally. Actually, that's an understatement. I thought he was about to have a heart attack. I even told him to forget about it, because I was starting to feel bad about asking. It wasn't even any of my business. But eventually he told me. I was quite shocked, but I did my best to hide it. It wasn't his fault, and I didn't think it was fair to judge him because of it, so when he asked me not to talk to anyone else about, especially not Severus, I agreed readily.
I could not have known then that the decision to keep that information to myself could have placed Remus' life in jeopardy. The friendship that seemed to form in that room did not escape Severus' notice and I did not expect it to, but I had no idea just how far he would go to try to break that friendship when he eventually discovered it...