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I considered knocking on the door. I even got to lifting my hand up to hit the whitewashed oak door. Then I heard the tears coming. I hadn't been your doctor for five years to not be able to tell when you thought of them. I stared at the door for a moment, and then pushed it open. You were at the window, it was night, looking at the stars. I left the tray on the cleared space.
"You wanna talk about it?" I whispered. You shook your head. I dropped mine. I knew my job, you had to help yourself before I could, but why did you need to make it so hard?
"Actually I do, but it's a long story." You said, your clear voice breaking the air. I sat down the on the bed.
"I've got more time then I know what to do with, besides, I wanna know what caused this." I said gesturing to the white room. You turned to face me, curiosity written all over your face. I then noticed your eyes. You had the most stunning eyes, a honey brown with gold flecks. They reminded me of the animal, and I had to remind myself that you were a werewolf. Not that I cared very much, you lost all those stupid prejudices early on in training.
"It'll contradict everything you've learned." You said, still offering me escape. I was either too stupid, or too brave to take it.
"I'm sick and tired of hearing same old same old. I'd give my entire life to listen to something that just offered a different point of view." I said. You grinned a bit and I could see the remains of your good looks. You must have been a ladies man when you were younger.
"I went to Hogwarts you know. Dumbledore let me as long as I took certain precautions."
"Good man Dumbledore. He taught my sister, outside of school, even though she was a vampire." You laughed.
"It's true." I said dropping back into the talk more suitable for a child. You laughed more and I crossed my arms, adding to my childlike look.
"You remind me of my friends, nutcases, but the best friends you could ever have." You said, your voice growing with remorse.
"Remind, what happened to them?" I asked.
"James, Lily, and Sirius are dead. Peter, well, everyone says he's dead, but knowing him he's playing lapdog to Mr. Let's-conquer-the-world-and-rid- it-of-Muggle-borns." I stared at him. News said that Sirius Black had been returned to prison, and everyone knew Peter was dead.
"But you don't believe me. You wouldn't believe me if I said I'd seen Peter alive and well. Harry has too, and his two friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Sirius died. His own cousin stunned him, or something. There was a battle in the Department of Mysteries. The git fell through the Veil." I stared, a bit out of it. I didn't really understand all he was talking about.
"I'm way ahead of you aren't I? I should start at the beginning, but it's late. Full moon was yesterday. I'm tired." I stood up and helped you to the bed. I was worried you would break your neck or something if you tried yourself.
"Sorry for keeping you up Mr. Lupin. Maybe you can continue tomorrow?" I asked politely. You looked at me.
"Yes, I'll finish tomorrow, and the day after, and most likely the day after. Bring paper, I want, no I need someone to write this down. Let other people read it and see that their not worth it." I stared at you, nodding. I knew why you wanted the tale written, we all knew you wouldn't last much longer. The last bit startled me. What or who wasn't worth it? I knew that I would be coming back for purely selfish reasons tomorrow.
'Better go trade evening posts with Anna' I thought to myself as I exited your room. I closed the oak door and turned off the lights. I treaded these halls so many times I could do it blindfolded. In the still night I could hear your crying. I had a feeling this was how many of our coming meetings would end. 'Something really must have hurt you, and I'm gonna find out what.'
"Anna, listen, you like morning shifts, how about switching with me tonight?' I asked, praying she wouldn't ask further questions. The blond turned around and stared at me.
"Any particular reason?" she asked, eyebrow raised. I blushed.
"I...uh...umm...I...uh, look, I have my reasons, and NO, get that smirk off your face they are not sexual!" I ordered a little annoyed at my best friend since Hogwarts.
"Then why, pray tell, do you want to have a night shift?" she drawled in that annoying voice.
"Because Remus Lupin just decided to tell me why he's in St. Mungo's last night and I'm seeing him again tonight!" I said fast, direct, and to the point. Anna's mouth dropped. Ever since we had meet the resident werewolf we had wondered what circumstances had brought him too this.
"I'll switch, but you must tell me everything." Anna agreed. I grinned happily and walked out of the store. Today was Friday, Anna was rushing off to get back to work, and I was heading home to take a nap and gather some paper to record the story of Remus J. Lupin.
A/N: Again I'm writing a fic. Okay, I promise, I will go through with this one. Promise. Okay, just in case you're confused, this is after OOTP and after Harry's out of school. This is taking place as if Voldemort hadn't been killed during Harry's years at school. Okay, that's all. PLEASE REVIEW!