-INTRODUCTION-

If you were wondering -and you naturally were-, I got to know Remus Lupin only after a few years at Hogwarts. It might seem strange to you and now that I reminisce, it is strange for me, too, but it just happened like that.

It all occured in a dramatic spring, I remember clearly. Alright, I have to admit that I sometimes overreact, but that time, it was dramatic, no, more than dramatic, it was hyper- dramatic!

I was dolled up -and you should realise now that the situation was indeed grave- : neat hair, neat clothes and all that. The dark corridor in front of the Potions classroom was yet to be populated, only I was present and Marietta, waiting for the exam to start.

Now I have to tell you that I am dreadful in exams. I am too nervous to talk, walk, breathe or even exist. I forget everything I learnt and panic, panic, panic, and finally: Panic with capitals! I absolutely loathe exams and I absolutely loathe Slughorn. But perhaps I hate Slughorn more than exams- and that is something big to say, I assure you. It is actually strange because I happen to like Potions, it is just somehow Slughorn that makes me sick-and that is not very surprising given the fact that her favourite is Evans. Not that I hate her or anything, but still...Evans?...

Anyway, I was literally sick. When all those students started to appear, I could only concentrate on not throwing up. I shared that with Marietta but she just grinned wickedly -that was quite unfair from her really, given the fact that she knew exactly how stressful an exam is.

I do not know how but somehow I got into a conversation with a girl from Ravenclaw and I noticed that she was with a quite good-looking boy, who had dark blonde, almost brown hair. Yes, you guessed well! Remus Lupin! The guy who won that Potions Brewing Competition, therefore automatically passed the OWL with full marks from Potions, therefore the person I envied the most in the whole wide world. Gosh, I hated him so much.

I must confess that I do not really remember what exactly happened later, so I will have to cite Marietta's words, because she is trustworthy- most of the time.