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There were times in which Remus needed to think. Usually he would escape to his bed when everyone else was in the Common Room or the library when he got really desperate. But today he felt suffocated within the heavy stone walls of the school.
Stealing away from occupied friends, the werewolf snuck up to an empty Astronomy Tower. He could feel the growing moon looming overhead, but the sight of the stars and the smell of the dewy moors were enough to make up for it. He rested a moment, awash in sensation. Running his hands over the rough granite of the retaining wall, he wished he did not have to ruin the beauty of the moment with his thoughts.
The truth was, for the past few days, Remus had been stuck pondering the course of his life. While Sirius was trying to becoming an Auror and James was toying with the idea of becoming a Quidditch star, Remus had nothing. Even Peter could swing for a decent job in the Ministry.
But no one would hire a werewolf, no matter how Dumbledore interceded for it or how high it's N.E.W.T.s were.
Then he had to watch James and Lily cuddling together and even though he felt too young to commit to marriage, he had to wonder. What kind of woman would ever want to marry a werewolf?
A poor werewolf?
Remus laughed at himself and looked out towards the forest. It was times like this when he considered just giving up the magical world altogether. It would be a little difficult, considering that he was considered to be a magical creature. He would have to hide away from the Ministry. But he had heard that the Muggle world was large enough for anyone to fade into anonymity.
It was a nice thought, actually. It would be a little lonely away from his friends. But he would possibly be able to have a job. He would be able to walk down the streets proudly, bolstered by the knowledge that no one knew his secret and could judge him for it. Getting a companion would probably still be just as impossible, but two out of three was not bad for a reject like him.
Remus stopped, realizing that he was honestly considering it. He was truthfully considering leaving the magical world behind.
His shoulders slumped in defeat. It was a little shocking but not too much so. What did the magical world ever do for him? It had turned him into a monster.
He was at a crossroads now, and the worst part was that he was pretty sure that if he had to choose… he would not necessarily take the path that was expected of him.
Remus Lupin was tired of trying to prove his worth as a wizard. He was determined to be the best version of himself possible, but maybe that version did not have anything to do with magic.
Like that, a tentative decision was made. If he proved capable enough at brewing the Wolfsbane by himself, he would look into the whole Muggle thing.
For the werewolf was convinced that no matter what he did, he would never fit into the magical world at all.
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If these chapters are getting you down, just remember it's early yet and I am a sucker for realistic but happy endings. :)