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Someone Who Understands

When Emmy awoke the next morning she saw Fred and George sleeping across the room. George seemed to have had quite the adventure that night because his blankets were strewn across the floor and half of his body was hanging off the side of the bed. Fred, on the other hand, was curled under the covers with only his bright red hair visible. Convinced they were asleep, Emmy tiptoed quietly to the door and out to the bathroom.

She stopped on the landing. There were voices downstairs. One of them was Mrs. Weasley but the other she didn't recognize. They spoke in hushed, whispery tones.

"She's got nowhere to go, Remus." Mrs. Weasley said.

"What is it you think I can do?" The other voice replied.

"She's…well, she's got the same…uh, condition." Mrs. Weasley said, trying to find the right words.

"Alright. Whenever she wakes up."

"Thank you, Remus."

Emmy stood frozen on the spot. She knew they were talking about her. Her hand reached up to touch the healing wound on her neck. This man shared her condition?

She pretended to have just woken up as she trudged down the stairs, executing a convincing fake yawn.

"Good morning, dear." Mrs. Weasley said. Her voice was anxious. She kept glancing over her shoulder at the man sitting at the table.

Emmy sat down across from him.

"Hello. You must be Emmy." He said with a pleasant smile.

"Uh, yes." She answered.

"Remus Lupin." He said extending a hand.

She took it hesitantly.

"Molly tells me you've had an unfortunate encounter with Fenrir Greyback, is that right?" He asked with a small smile.

"Yes." She said, moving her long hair to cover up the bite mark.

"I did too…when I was half your age."

Emmy stared at him. So he did share her condition.

"You mean…you're a…you know…werewolf?" She asked.

He chuckled. "Yes."

"Does it hurt?"

His smile vanished. "At first. Less as it goes along." He grimaced. "But that's why I'm here. Molly told me your parents…"

Emmy nodded quickly.

"And you need somewhere to stay, no?"

She nodded again.

"Would you be willing to stay with someone who understands? Someone who can help?"

She considered this offer for a moment. She had no home and no family. It was better to be with someone who could understand her current issue than to be around someone who might get hurt. She didn't know him but he seemed nice and Mrs. Weasley trusted him.

She fixed her dark brown eyes on him. "Okay."

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