AN: Okay, so did anyone actually like the first chapter? I feel like this isn't going to be enjoyed. Could you let me know? if its not, I have other stories that's all :')
In my story, vampires are not affected by silver, but werewolves still are.
Remus' POV
I got up and started to make the long journey down to the doors. I was just thinking how lucky it seemed that no one was around when I felt an arm being thrown around my shoulders, and then white hot pain. I shouted and pulled away rapidly. When I turned to look at what had caused my pain, I saw the three marauders with stunned faces.
'Remmy?' Sirius said questioningly.
'I'm fine, just, don't touch me. Please guys, just don't.'
'What? Why? Don't be silly Remus'
'I cant say, at least not yet. Please.'
'Please What? You suddenly think youre better than us. You don't want us to touch you? Fine. Make your own way to the castle then.' Sirius said angrily and the three of them marched off irately towards the last carriage up to the school. I watched these events unfold, too shocked to do anything. When the carriage was half way towards the school I snapped out of it and began the slow trudge up towards my home.
As I was walking, it started to rain and I stopped and started to laugh. Deep laughter that if anyone had heard me, theyd think me mad. Here I was, a seventeen year old poor and mateless, shabby looking werewolf standing in the pouring rain, laughing my head off. Im not sure at which point the laughter turned to sobs, but I do know that the tears mixed with the raindrops running down my face, provided a welcome relief to the pain I felt both in my heart and on my skin.
I managed to get to the school, just before the sorting and feast were finished. I had been given my own rooms this year due to my condition so I headed over towards them. After id got settled into my room I started to read. Books were my only escape. They keep me sane. The next time I looked up, it was past curfew. I needed to get out, my wolf was going crazy. I crept in the shadows towards the Astronomy tower, avoiding both Filch and his dastardly cat. When I got there I took off the dressings on my legs, which were still bleeding, and let some air get to them. I closed my eyes and just sat listening to the sounds of the night. Then I heard someone walking up the stairs. I didn't have time to move before said person came bursting through the door.