The clock ticks slowly.
It's loud in my ears.
My leg pounds up and down rhythmically.
I hear the professor droning.
I can't remember who the teacher is.
It doesn't matter today.
This is the last class today.
Today is the first day of the full moon.
The first night is always the worst.
It starts to stir.
The wolf.
It wants out.
It wants to howl.
Wants to bite.
Wants to break free.
I have to hold it in.
I can't stand the professor's voice.
I want to claw his eyes out.
Sirius is making the girl next to him giggle.
I want to rip out her vocal cords.
Or is that the wolf?
I can't tell.
I don't really care.
It's scratching at the walls of my sanity.
I don't know how I still have it.
I can barely control this monster.
I want to let it out.
I want it to be free.
Just so I won't want to kill everyone who aggravates me.
Argh!
Don't poke me!
I can't stand it when Peter pokes me.
The rat.
If he was in his Animagus form I would swallow him whole.
Thank Merlin, class is over.
Only a few hours until sunset.
Only a few hours until the beast comes out.
It'll feel so good.
Compared to this anyway.
I can't hold this rage anymore.
It's killing me!
It tears me up.
It breaks me down.
I'm never the same after.
Supper!
I'm ravenous!
Something to chew.
It feels good.
Shut up, Black!
Gods, he won't stop laughing!
Only an hour and a half left.
It's clawing.
It's nearly out.
It's just beneath my skin.
I feel like a monster.
I hate this.
I don't want to be one.
I wish it would stop.
I wish it would stop snarling.
Too bad we don't always get what we want.
I'm proud to say no one knows how bad it can get.
No one knows how much I desperately want to rip them open and eat their insides.
I keep that side to myself.
I keep the wolf hidden.
I hate having the fear of hurting my friends.
I hate being afraid of hurting an innocent person.
Of turning them into what I am.
It can't happen.
When I see scratches and cuts on James and Sirius I hate myself.
I loathe what I am.
Just one more hour.
We're almost to the tree.
Right now I may want to slice them open, but they really are my best mates.
James won't shut up about Lily refusing him yet again.
Get over it, prat!
Stupid wolf…
It's almost out.
There's no escape.
I want to get this over with.
I'm so glad I never remember.
Argh!
Hate that tree.
Not as much as I hate myself…
We're in!
Merlin, I want to swallow the rat.
Took him ages.
There's the moon!
Oh gods, it's coming!
Some find it beautiful.
It scares the bloody hell out of me.
The wolf struggles.
Writhing.
It wants out.
It wants to rip.
It wants to claw.
It wants to bite.
It wants to kill.
Kill…
It's going to takeover.
I don't think I can take much more.
I hate this.
It'll never end.
This is who I am.
I hate the monster.
The beast.
Me.
It's ripping!
It's-
"OWWWWW-WOOOOOOOO!!"
In the night, Hogsmeade quakes when it hears the werewolf's howl sound out.
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