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Chapter 1- What am I to do?
Remus hardly felt his breathing quicken. He wasn't aware he had recently started shaking. He didn't know he was fidgeting more that usual.
"I'm extremely sorry Remus."
Dumbledore sighed, rubbing his temple to try and ease a developing headache.
"The Ministry won't budge, the school will be told about your lycanthropy on Friday at breakfast. An official will be the one to announce it. Depending on what happens you may feel the need to speak of even share a few memories."
"Yes sir."
Remus answered thickly.
He was trying to keep back his tears until he got to his dorm. He never cried, it wasn't a Remus thing to do, but tonight would be an exception.
Remus has kept his lycanthropy a secret from the world since he was five years old. The only people who knew were close family, the Hogwarts staff and his three best mates. James Potter, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. However even they didn't knowall
his secrets. Only James knew he was gay and had a serious crush on Sirius. Not only was he a gay werewolf but he had also went and fallen in love with his (very straight) best friend.
That was just his luck.
Remus expected to be hated when people found out about his 'furry little problem' as James enjoyed calling it. Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, cousins, even his mother left him after he got bit. Remus was five when it happened and didn't understand
why all his family suddenly hated him, of course, he nowknew why they despised him.
His father turned to violence. He had beaten his son for as long as Remus could remember. Apparently he was the cause of all his father's problems. He gets fired:Remus' fault. He spills his tea: Remus' fault. He stubs his toe: Remus' fault.
Remus was getting abused and there was no one there to stop it. None of his friends knew that secret.
Sirius was still healing a bit from his family's latest outburst, they didn't need Remus to burden them with another one of his many problems.
Remus stumbled back to his dorm and threw himself onto his bed.
He had been excused from his final class for his meeting with Dumbledore.
He estimated his friends would be back in about ten minutes, give or take a few depending on how many times Sirius had to drag James away from todling after Lily.
They were back in seven minutes, red cheeked and puffing. Remus could tell they must have been worried about him, obviously havingran back. Peter was crouched over his knees taking long hard breaths.
"Moony is everything alright?"
James asked when he saw the werewolf hadn't moved from his place on the bed.
"What happened?"
"They're telling everyone."
Remus answered bluntly.
He just wanted this stupid thing to be over with, it was Thursday so he didn't have to long to wait. He was simaultaniously dreading Friday and wishing it would hurry up and come already.
"Telling who what?"
Sirius' voice now had a worried tinge to it when he realised how depressed Remus was looking.
"Tomorrow morning at breakfast someone from the Ministry is coming to announce my furry little problem to the whole school."
The room was stunned into silence.
"They can't to that!"
Sirius burst, outraged.
"Apparently they can."
Remus sighed.
"I don't have a choice. Dumbledore has been trying to get them to reconsider but the Ministry think all the student have a right to know they've been going to school with a monster for the last four and a half years."
"Oh Rem,"
Sirius breathed. Coming to perch on the edge of Remus bed.
"I think I'm just gonna go to sleep."
Remus murmured.
The other three boys muttered their agreement.
Soon they were all in an uneasy sleep, waiting for the possible disaster the next day would bring.
Friday Morning, breakfast.
Matthew was his name. An odd name for a wizard, Remus mused.
He was the one who was going to change his life.
This Matthew stood in front of the hall, the entirety of the school focused solely on his words.
Remus' heart was beatingat the speed of light. Well maybe not, but it certainly felt that way.
Sirius, sencing Remus' distress, grabbed the boy's hand hand and gave it a light squeeze. He gave Remus a small smile, trying to comfort himin any way even though he was freaking out much the same.
"I'm here to make an announcement, but please before I do, when you hear this piece of news, do not turn to stereotypes and give this person a fair chance."
Remus was growing to like this man. He didn't seem disgusted or even afraid as most people were. Maybe, just maybe, he would make this experience easier.
"It has come to the Ministry's attention that you hold no knowledge of the fact that a lycanthrope attends Hogwarts at this moment in time."
That was it.
It was done.
They knew.
Remus could tell not many people actually knew what a lycanthrope was, the ones who did however, managed to put on a show.
The given few who did know gasped, some when going as far as screaming, and looked frantically around as if a werewolf in its wolf form would be sitting at one of the house tables.
"What does that even mean?"
A first year Huddlepuff shouted before turning promptly red at their outburst.
"Lycanthropy is a disease you could say, someone affected by this 'disease' is called a lycathrope. More commonly known as being a werewolf."
Matthew carefully answered.
He was trying to break the news as lightly as possible. He had been disgusted with the Minister when he was informed he had to tell the whole student population of a lycanthropy case.
'It should be the boy's choice.'
He had argued, to no avail.
Screams immediately wracked the rest of the hall. Some people stood up incase they needed to flee at any moment. Oneperson actuallyfainted but was quickly revived by their friends.
"A werewolf?"
"But that's not safe!"
"It's gonna kill all of us."
"But they're monsters."
Remus felt like dying when he heard the shouts.
'Is I started running, how far would I get.'
He wondered.
'Maybe if I stole a broom? No I can't fly well enough to make a proper escape.'
While the boy was weighing his options, Dumbledore had managed to settle thecrowd down.
"Before we continue, I would like to makethis veryclear. Anyone who insults this person before hearing the whole story will be punished. This person is in their fifth year at Hogwarts and no harm has ever come to anyone. They are extremely
careful and considerate. Don't make assumptions please."
Dumbledore's words seemed to fractionally calm most of the pupils. The people who had sat down slowly lowered themselves back onto a bench. Soon, all breathing was back to a more normal pace.
'Maybe they will give me a chance.'
"Alright."
Matthew started up again.
"The affected lycanthrope is…"