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I stared at Hagrid for a while, not wanting to say anything. I had guessed that he had heard my little breakdown, and I didn't really want to get into it. Hagrid was the type to make things long and drawn-out so he can get to the core of your "problems." He was a great friend, you know, if you liked to share everything. Too bad I didn't today. Instead of letting him question me anymore, I helped him with the unicorns. He always said I got along swimmingly with magical creatures and unicorns were no exception. One of the females recently gave birth, great news for Hagrid. He allowed me to feed and cuddle with the golden newborn.
One the way back to the castle I felt much better. I quickly checked if Lily was in the library and sadly found out she was. I don't have any quarrels with the Room of Requirement but I just didn't want to leave. I quickly headed to the very, very back of the library. As far as I knew, not even the librarian knew where I was. I sat down on the only chair near the only table and started my long (and tortuous) potions essay. I was amazing at potions, as good as the prodigy Severus, but I hated homework. Who didn't? The long wooden table I sat at was unblemished and completely clean, a miracle if you didn't already know people never came back her. The shelves around me formed a small cave, if I moved one of them no one would be able to come bother me. I was finishing my homework when I someone threw a football into my cave spilling my ink. I didn't even have to say anything, the paper cleaned itself, I was starting wandless nonverbal spells and getting pretty good at them. A football? I heard the infamous four yelling loudly about their lost ball and I panicked. I knew they would find me eventually, some of them were pretty smart. Also I packed everything and was about to run when a large black dog, a grimm, walked into my fortress of solitude. I mean I knew who Remus really was, and I knew what Peter, James, and Sirius did to help them, I just didn't know they would transform in the middle of the bloody library! "Wow, dog, which is probably a completely normal dog. I mean, not like its a human, or a student, just a normal dog. Yeah." I finished lamely and the dogs stunned face, I could never lie. James and Remus came in as I was talking too and they started to glare. Sirius transformed and put a quick silencing spell around us before turning to me.
"How did you know?" he was deathly quiet, coincidentally, it scared me to death. Remus stared and opened his mouth before closing it again. He did that for a while and closing resembled a fish. A werefish. I giggled. James raised his eyebrow at my giggle.
"Remus was opening and closing his mouth like a fish. I guess that means right now he's a werefish." I said answering his unspoken question. He gaped more at this and James had a look of panic in his hazel eyes. "When did you find out? HOW DO YOU KNOW?" Sirius shouted at me. Just to warn you, the moment to come will not be my finest.
"Well I found out in fourth year and I didn't tell anyone cause I have no problems with werewolves and I am also okay with you being unregistered animagus because I can respect what you did it for and I confirmed it with the house elves but don't blame them because they knew I was trustworthy and I am and don't hurt me or tell Lily where I am because this is the only spot in the library I have and why did you change in school because that was really stu-" James cut me off from my quick and hurried rambling by putting his hand over my mouth. Remus was still looking like a werefish while Sirius was staring at me like one gigantic puzzle. "Why didn't you tell? You hate us!" Sirius questioned. I stared at him blankly, wondering how a person could be that stupid. "You hate me. You prank and bully me all the time. I didn't tell the rest of the students because it's not his fault he's a werewolf. He's just the same old slytherin-hating bully we all know. I didn't tell the teachers on you guys because only five students, six if you told that stupid head girl, know he's a werewolf. I'm not going to take away his only comfort in these hard times because you bully me constantly. He's not a monster, but neither am I." I finished a bit slower. They stared at me in amazement, apparently they thought they were the only werewolf-friendly people out there. I walked past them into the maze they call a library and out the back door. I hurried to the kitchen, afraid they might get mad and find me. I really didn't want them to find me. I was like a bullet as I raced through the hallways to the fruit painting. I scratched the pear quickly and practically fell onto the house elves. They chattered quickly and happily as I greeted them and warned them not to let anyone in. "Hey, I know you like the boys but now that they know I'm living here, don't let them in. Give them their food and shove them out. I can't let them mess up my bed. Please!" Percy saluted and gave the order which quickly spread around the kitchen.
Making muffins, which they now let me do, cleared my head. I briefly considered putting poison in the Slytherin muffins but then realized that they would blame the house elves. I choose not to go to dinner tonight (a girl can only take too many fruity missiles) and ate in the kitchens. I practiced my nonverbal wandless spells some more, with the elves faithfully cheering me on, before I went to bed. The next morning I was nervous, first peirod potions with the Gryffindors.