So, this will be a series of monologs told from the point of view of different members of the order of the phoenix. If anyone has any suggestions for who I should write one for next, please tell me. All the characters are Jk Rowlings.

My name is Remus Lupin. I am a werewolf. I'm registered, of course. My registration number is 170624.

I want to fight Voldermort because I disagree with discrimination. I am a werewolf. I'm used to it. I'm also no fool, I know that my team doesn't want to give werewolves equal rights. I know Voldermort is claiming he will give us equal rights. And I know he is lying. I will fight to give muggle borns rights because I know what a lack of rights feels like, and I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

I fought for the order of the phoenix in the first Wizarding war. I will fight again. I was born in 1960, to Hope and Lyall Lupin. When I was 4, my father offended Fenrir Greyback. He said werewolves were soulless, evil and deserved nothing but death.

I've heard similar words thrown at me, and of course they hurt. But I would never do what Fenrir did. He bit me in revenge, turning me into a werewolf, doomed to spend my days hated and shunned by society. I was home educated. I never thought I could go to Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore invited me, and I was overjoyed.

I made 3 friends, and they found out my secret. We were close. I am ashamed of my school days, I was a bully, but they where also the best days of my life. My friends became illegal animagi to help me. After leaving Hogwarts, my friends and I joined the order of the phoenix.

A devastating betrayel meant that one of my friends died, and another was sent to Azkaban. It was the fault of the 3rd friend, Peter, but I believed he was dead, and it was Sirius's fault. I spent 12 lonely years failing to keep jobs, because my employers always found out what I was. Sometimes I managed to hold a flat, sometimes I was homeless.

Dumbledore offered me a job at Hogwarts. It was a good year, for the first time ever I had wolfsbane potion. I found out the truth about the betrayel. I was reunited with a long lost friend. Unfortunately, my condition was revealed, and I resigned. Resigning was less humiliating than being fired. A new legislation was passed, meaning I have to declare my lycanthropy on every job application. Since then I have been unable to get another job.

I want to fight because discrimination is what ruined my life. And I won't let it ruin anyone else's.