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1 Peter's Story

Now, where was I? Oh yes-now I remember. I got off the Hogwarts Express, saying goodbye to my friends, and was looking forward to a long summer with no teasing, no teachers and no classes!

Of course, my excitement immediately died down as I met my parents. "Hello, Peter," my father said, shaking my hand. He showed no emotion in his face. "Hello, Father." I said quietly and timidly. "Hello, Mother." My mother ignored me.

Somewhere in the middle of the summer we were all at Sirius's house. Oddly enough, Lily lived a few blocks away, so she was there, too. "Um, guys?" Remus said as he walked through the door. "I don't feel so good. I'm going to go home for a couple of days." Sure enough, he did look pale, and kind of sick.

"Oh, come on, Remus," Lily said. "You'll feel better soon." She smiled in a reassuring way, and I was suddenly very jealous. "Yeah, please stay?" I added, earning a smile from Lily.

"No, really, I…" "REMUS!" his mother called. "I, um, have to go." He quickly left the room.

"Okay, what's the matter?" Lily asked, addressing James and Sirius. "Nothing! Why would you think that?" Sirius said, his face the picture of innocence. (Which, of course, we knew him too well to believe.)

"No, really."

"Well, okay…" James said reluctantly. Sirius pulled out a calendar from somewhere—he had a knack for making things look like they suddenly appeared.

"Look, if you'll notice every day that Remus is absent…" Lily suddenly caught on. She gasped, and looked at Sirius. Sirius nodded.

I, being the incredibly slow person that I am, didn't get it. "Huh?" I said. Instantly I regretted it. That was the most moronic thing I had said so far, and Lily was looking at me like I was some kind of idiot—which, of course, I am.

James, unlike Sirius, who was rolling his eyes, explained patiently, "Every few days that he is absent has a full moon on one of the days." I struggled to understand. There was a long silence. Then suddenly it clicked. "You mean—you mean he's—he's a—a werewolf?" Sirius sighed in exasperation, Lily looked up, I looked down, and James explained still patiently—though he was losing his patience—"Yes, Peter. He is a werewolf. At least we think he is."

I looked around fearfully. "Werewolves only become werewolves on—on the full moon…right?"

Fed up with my stupidity, Sirius said sarcastically, "No, werewolves are always werewolves. Remus has been one every single day. Couldn't you tell?"

"Sirius," Lily said, giving him the 'that-wasn't-very-nice-look'. He responded with the look that said clearly, 'so?'

Suddenly the shock reached my slow brain. Remus was a werewolf. Remus was a werewolf! REMUS WAS A WEREWOLF!

Wait. REMUS was a werewolf? Remus was a WEREWOLF? REMUS was a WEREWOLF?

See how long it takes an idea to reach my brain?

Sweet, kind, gentle Remus was a WEREWOLF? The shock came back, more strongly this time. The others looked the same. James was staring at the floor in disbelief, Sirius was frantically flipping through the calendar to check the dates, and Lily was checking her hearing using an advanced spell that she used in a book.

"I think we should go to bed now," James managed to say in a shaky voice. Lily nodded in agreement, and Sirius showed no response. Everyone went to change, except Sirius, who looked as if he had just been told that he was Snape's long-lost brother.

When we told Remus that we found out, he, too, looked as if he had just been told that he was Snape's long-lost brother, but with more horror than Sirius. Then he said calmly and rationally, (just like Remus) "I understand perfectly if you don't want to be friends with a werewolf. Then he did something most un-Remus like: He ran.

When we found him he was crying. "Go away," he said. James reached out a hand. Remus recoiled as if he thought James was going to slap him, and repeated, "Go away."

"Oh, Remus!" Lily dropped to her knees. "How could you ever think that James was going to hit you?"

"Why wouldn't he? That's what everyone else did!"

"Well, we're different. You're still our friend Remus. You'll always be your friends. Whenever you need anybody, we'll be there, no matter what." That was quite a speech for Sirius.

"Yeah!" That was my brightest remark.

Remus's face cleared and he stopped crying. "Really?" He looked at all of us. Then he looked at James and Sirius in particular. (As they were closer to him than she was—again, I was left out) "Are you guys serious?" He said to them.

"Yes, of course we are—" James said, but was cut of by Sirius's "No."

I stared with shock, James and Lily looked in horror, and Remus looked as if he was going to cry again.

"Actually, that's my name. He's James, remember?"