A Girl Named Hope

by shini-amaryllis

She hadn't really given much thought to her name. It was strange how simple things are in retrospect. Her name had meant something to her parents, so it would, in turn, mean something to her. But she would always be Hope, the Savior the world forgot. A series of one-shots off of Looking Beyond and Serpent Tongue! Multi-pairings and crossovers galore

7. The One Who Howls

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter

A Girl Named Hope: Chapter Seven: The One Who Howls

AN: So sorry that I haven't updated this in a while, but, in my defense, I was a bit busy with my other fanfics. Still, me updating this will be sporadic at best. No Hope-George this time, sorry!

He was familiar in the way that a photograph was familiar. In the way that a memory was familiar. He could tell her different all that he liked, but Hope knew the truth.

Hope knew that Remus Lupin knew her.

There was something remarkably odd about the man, obviously, like he was hiding something. But Hope hadn't been quite sure what it was until that fateful day when the Gryffindors had faced the Boggart. She had only caught a glimpse of hers, a dementor, when the professor had thrown himself in front of her, his own fear hanging in the air before them.

Hope's eyes had widened and she had found herself staring in utter surprise and the floating orb that was the full moon.

Now everything about him made sense, especially his secretive nature.

He wouldn't have wanted anyone to know about what he was, given how hated lycanthropes were.

And Hope would keep her mouth shut.