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Part Three: A Brief Interlude from Misery

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Okay! My prediction about nothing good to write about wasn't exactly true. Guess what?! I was accepted into the school! My parents were delighted, delighted to be rid of me, but I'm actually going away from here and learning magic! I am! Can you believe it? it's almost too good to be true. Hoping I don't wake up anytime soon.

Remus Lupin, July 7, 1971

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On the train now. Rather pointless that I had to be taken all the way to London just to take a train right back where I started from, but who am I to complain? Someones coming into the compartment. Lovely. I better put this away, very messy hair this person has.. rather scary.

Remus Lupin, September 1, 1971

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He's here. The person that kept me from killing myself two..three? years ago. His name's Sirius, Sirius Black. He recognized me too, but chose not to say anything in front of other people, thank Merlin. I've been avoiding him, he could ask questions or something of the sort. It was rather difficult to refrain from answering questions as they (him and the messy haired one, still scares me. His name is James) wouldn't let me out of the compartment they both came in. Both were..rather loud. Very scary. Long year, I suppose this will be.

Remus Lupin, September 2, 1971

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Okay, in school now. Lots of fun. I was sorted into Gryffindor, as I forgot to mentiont hat in the last entry. I share a dorm with Sirius, James, a small, chubby boy named Peter, and a really tall person named Douglas. Four people in the room with me. Jumping with joy! Right. So there's your update, and no more shall be said.

Remus Lupin, September 9, 1971

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It's official! They're determined to stalk me everywhere I go until I prove to them I'm not mute, which I already have. They don't know when to stop! Very sad. They...want me to be their friend, I suppose. Well of course, they've asked me to. But I don't want things to end up the same as they did with Nik and Colten. I don't think I could handle that again.

Remus Lupin, September 15, 1971

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They've gotten their way. I can't help but get along with them at this point, I mean, there's really no use in fighting it. You can't beat'em, join them, right? I still haven't let Sirius catch me alone, it is rather a miracle that I've managed for this long. But he'll catch me sooner or later. Lovely.

Remus Lupin, September 29, 1971

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Yep. he finally caught me alone, and that was only by an odd turn of events. He's failing potions. Only because he doesn't try. Really, it's not that hard. Either way...this is exactly..(or to the best of my knowledge) how the conversation went... "Remus?" -Sirius

"Yes?" -me

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

"Something else then."

I nodded.

"Was..I met someone in France on vacation a few years ago.." he paused. I nodded.

"Was that you..trying to..erm..."

"Yes, that was me." Yes, that was said quietly.

"Why did you..?"

"It's really nothing I'd like to discuss."

"Oh. Aright."

Yes, that was the conversation. At least he wasn't pushy.

Remus Lupin, October 15, 1971

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Lingering behind them, can't help but feel like a tag along. but when I'm not following them, they're following me. Great fun. People still think I'm a mute. Ha. Leave it to me to get a title like that.

Remus Lupin, October 19, 1971

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It's official. I'm the prank designer, and fixer. Very nice title. It came about with the chalk board in the potions room. Sirius and James had been plotting to do this for days, but I fixed it. The result was the chalk board covered in colorful insultts. Literally colorful. As in green, blue, purple, etc. Great fun.

Remus Lupin, November 17, 1971

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Happy birthday to me! I actually got presents...I haven't gotten them in years. From Sirius James and Pete. How they got my birthday, I don't know, but still!

Remus Lupin, November 23, 1971

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Sirius has detention all through Christmas break. Torturing a slytherin. James, Peter and I aren't laughing. Yes, we are. He's not happy. He's sulking. I find it...very amusing. Oh well, very nice turn of events.

Remus Lupin, December 15, 1971

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Whoo, Christmas presents all around. Happy Christmas! Sirius still sulking about detentions. Us still laughing. Really actually finding life worthwhile again. Amazing.

Remus Lupin, December 25, 1971

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New years party. Too loud down there. Very drunk Sirius, too much butterbeer for him and James. Cowering in common room. Evil noise. ep! here's Peter to drag me down. Good, he's gone. Very good. Still, it's a wonder MGonagall hasn't come and started biting our heads off yet. I'm not kidding about that. I'm probably the only one cowering. but Sirius is drunk, and he's stumbling around making bad jokes, so I'm rather afraid. James is stalking Miss Evans again, which, in a sense is more scary than Sirius. Aye, i'm gonna attempt to get some sleep. tell you how badly Sirius is injured later.

Remus Lupin, December 31, 1971-January 1, 1972

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Classes started today, lots of fun, really. Sirius ditched. James keeps glancing over at Miss Evans, he fancies her. Or rather, is obsessed with her. And how old is he? Oh yes, I suppose I owe you the explanation of Sirius' earlier injuries. He fell down the stairs, was found in the morning with a hangover. Rather amusing.

Remus Lupin, January 21, 1972

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Too busy to write lately. Not that anything worthwhile has happened. Well, except the fact that Peter managed to explode the potions room, not that it'll be the last time. And in any case, I had the 'luck' of being his partner. Had to stay after class to clean up the mess, was late for transfiguration, got detention. Sirius and James are having a field day.

Remus Lupin, February 19, 1972

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Still teasing me about detention. Figures, with their one track minds. So bored at the moment, the professors have eased up on the homework, thus taking my only pastime away. I can always read though. Pffsh.

Remus Lupin, March 4, 1972

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First year's almost over...amazing how much time can fly. Sirius has decided that he's staying at school for the summer, like the teachers will allow that. Of him! Of all people. I've decided that staying at Hogwarts isn't so bad, really, it's much better compared to mum.

Remus Lupin, March 17, 1972

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April fools. Sirius got me thrown out the window, oh joy! It wasn't exactly fun, but I didn't break anything as he caught me with an air pocket spell, where he learned that, I'll never know.

Remus Lupin, April 1, 1972

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New person to add in: Bellatrix Black. She's the biggest pain at school. Yes, she is Sirius' cousin and has taken it upon herself to watch over us the rest of our time here. Doesn't that sound fun, as she's constantly picking fights?

Remus Lupin, April 19, 1972

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Exhausted. Exams.Too much studying. Bah. Still fun though, but bah again.

Remus Lupin, May 21, 1972

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Term is coming to an end. Wow...it seems like almost yesterday. Finals results came in, and that's pretty much why you haven't heard from me in a while. Been studying. Just so James and Sirius can copy my notes. Perfect occupation, huh? I passed everything, so did Sirius and James. Peter barely did so. He had a fit about what his parents would do, and I can't help but wonder... what will my mum do when I get home? Will she even pick me up? Best leave that to when it's necessary. Better get outside before Sirius has a cow.

Remus Lupin, June 14, 1972

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Boarding the train, saying goodbyes. Very bad day. Had a time keeping my composure. Me, losing composure for a moment. Odd...but as I expected, Mum didn't come get me. Caught a cab after trading some muggle bills. Wasn't exactly welcomed either. She glared at me, then simply pointed to the cellar, where, once more, I am locked. Fun, don't you think? I guess this is my residence for the summer.

Remus Lupin, June 9, 1972

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Summer is boring. Of course I made sure to bring my books down to the cellar with me, but there's only so many times you can read a book over and over. Mentally marking the days until I'm back at school, it's become more of a home than here ever was. But I still have two months...at least. Last time I checked. Dates may be a little off, as I can't exactly check. Not that it much matters. Bah.

Remus Lupin, June 19, 1972

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Okay, now I have an exact date. Fear me. I got the date. Note the sarcasm. Still rotting in the dung- er...cellar, I suppose. I'll be paler than the ghosts by the time term starts. Oh joy. Read the books, letter should come within the next...two weeks. I think. Unless I got kicked out somehow. Bah. That's the new word.

Remus Lupin, July 1, 1972

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Letter is here. Parents are dropping me off at Diagon Alley, I'm supposed to stay at the Leaky Cauldron until term starts. I'm jumping with joy. And I mean it this time. No sarcasm. I basically get free run for the next month and a half. Calling me now. Write later.

Remus Lupin, July 12, 1972

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To Be Continued