ORDINARY WIZARDING LEVEL RESULTS

Pass Grades:

Outstanding (O)

Exceeds Expectations (E)

Acceptable (A)

Fail Grades:

Poor (P)

Dreadful (D)

Troll (T)

REMUS JOHN LUPIN HAS ACHIEVED:

Ancient Runes: E

Arithmancy: E

Astronomy: E

Charms: O

Defence Against the Dark Arts: O

Divination: A

Herbology: A

History of Magic: E

Potions: P

Transfiguration: O

I had to look over the results multiple times before I could believe that it was real. I'd passed everything (except Potions of course, but who cares about that?). I'd gotten three 'Outstanding', only two classes other than Potions below 'Exceeds Expectations', and everything else was an E. That was nine O.W.L.s altogether.

My self-pride died quickly when I remembered that I was a werewolf and even if I'd gotten an 'Outstanding' in everything it wouldn't matter.

"How did you go?" Mum said as she and Dad walked over to me.

"Yeah, good I guess," I said, handing the results to them absent-mindedly.

"You guess?" said Dad. "Remus, you did amazing!"

"Thanks," I muttered, feeling bad for setting the mood down.

"Are you still bummed they won't let you be a teacher?" said Mum. "Because of your condition, I'm guessing?"

"It doesn't matter," I said, painting a smile on my face. "I did well at the O.W.L.s."

"Except for Potions," said Mum, looking at my results. "It says P is a fail grade."

"Yeah, but it's Potions," I said. "I've known from first year that I'll be dropping Potions."

"Even if you don't like a class, you should still try hard," said Mum.

"Maybe I did try and I'm just stupid," I said, even though I hadn't tried in Potions at all in the last five years, and was surprised I hadn't gotten a 'Troll' grade.

"An Exceeds Expectations in History of Magic?" said Dad. "When I was in school, only one person got an 'Acceptable' for that and everyone else failed. I was not that one person. Are you doing that next year?"

I laughed. "No. I dunno how I did well in it, I just read over all my notes from the year just before bed the night before, and I remembered a lot of it."

"Ah, that makes sense," said Dad. "I didn't take any notes."

"Well, based on what it's saying is good and bad up the top here, I think you've done really well, Remus," said Mum, handing the results back to me.

"Thanks," I said.

The next day, I met up with the other marauders at the Potter's place so we could see how each other went in the O.W.L.s, and they all called me a nerd when they saw my History of Magic result, even though Sirius had gotten the same result as me.

James and Peter had both failed Potions like me, James with a D and Peter with a T, but Sirius had managed to get his Exceeds Expectations for it. In fact, he'd gotten at least Exceeds Expectations in everything, with an Outstanding in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies.

It made sense, though, in the time between the Careers Advice meeting and the O.W.L.s, Sirius had worked really hard to achieve the marks he needed to become an Auror, and he deserved the marks he'd received.

James's marks were similar to mine. He passed everything except Potions and Divination, which he'd gotten a P in. He'd gotten an Outstanding in Defence Against the Dark Arts, an Acceptable in Transfiguration, and Exceeds Expectations in everything else.

Peter's marks, however, were awful. He'd gotten his 'Troll' mark in Potions, a 'Dreadful' in Transfiguration, History of Magic, and Divination, a 'Poor' mark in Defence Against the Dark Arts, Charms, and Arithmancy, and had only passed Herbology and Astronomy with an 'Acceptable' mark in both.

As he sat there sadly on James's bed looking at our much better results, I felt really bad for him, but at the same time, I really didn't. He'd slacked off a ridiculous amount, and his marks reflected that.

"I don't understand," said Peter, his voice shaky as he tried to hold back tears. "Why am I so stupid?"

You're not stupid, you're just lazy, I thought, but I tried to be a good friend and just told him that he wasn't stupid.

"So does this mean you'll only be doing two classes next year?" said Sirius.

"Yeah, I suppose..." said Peter, his tone dead as he stared at his results paper.

"That's OK, that means you can focus really hard on them and get Outstanding results in your N.E.W.T.s," said James, Mr. Positive.

"Yeah," said Peter, his face lighting up a little. "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan."

"What're you guys dropping?" Sirius asked James and I.

"Potions," James and I said in unison, then both of us and Sirius laughed.

"Well, duh, anything else?" Sirius asked.

"History of Magic and Divination," I said.

"Yeah, Divination," said James, "and Herbology. What about you?"

"Divination also," said Sirius.

"So, you're only dropping one class?" said Peter, his eyes widening.

"Yeah," said Sirius. "To become an Auror, the more classes I do the better. But I can't stand Divination for another two years. I can't stand Potions, either, but I don't have much of a choice with that."

"How do we submit our subjects?" I asked.

"I dunno," said James. "We'll probably get some sort of form regarding it over the break."

"Anyway, enough school talk," said Sirius, leaning back on James's bed. "It's summer break. And it's a full moon tonight."

"And I'll be in the basement of my apartment," I said. "Alone. You guys will not be there."

"Why don't you ask your parents if we can all stay at your house tonight then? Pretend we're just hanging out as normal?" James suggested.

"My parents know it's a full moon," I said. "They're not stupid."

"Come on, surely we could sneak there or something," said Sirius.

"No," I said. "It's not happening. Don't come, it's too risky."

"Fine." Sirius sighed. "Can we go for a walk?"

"Yeah, let's," said James, standing up.

"Ugh, really?" Peter complained, but he followed us out of James's room anyway.

"Mum, Dad, we're just going for a walk," said James as we walked past the living room, where Fleamont and Euphemia were sitting.

"Wait, James," said Euphemia, standing up and walking towards us. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why?" James asked.

Euphemia looked at her husband, who was walking towards her, then back at us. "There's been an attack on the Prewetts."

James's eyes widened. "The Prewetts... who live down the road? When?"

Fleamont nodded, squeezing Euphemia's arm. "Just now. They're all OK, though. We were just down on the street speaking with them. Their house is destroyed."

"Who was there, just Mr. and Mrs. Prewett?" James asked.

"No, all three of their children were visiting," said Fleamont. "And of course, Arthur and the boys were with Molly. But no one was hurt in the slightest. Thankfully, they'd all been having some drinks outside when it happened, otherwise..."

"They'd be dead," James finished. "Should we go see how they're going?"

"Your father and I just got back, but if you boys want to go out and see them, you're welcome to," said Euphemia. "Don't go anywhere else, though."

"Alright," said James, and he led Sirius, Peter, and I out of the house and onto the street. We walked for about a minute in silence, until I saw the ruins of a house and a crowd of people standing and talking outside of it.

"Seems like a lot of people are checking in on them," said Sirius.

"Which ones are the Prewetts?" Peter asked.

"The group of redheads in the middle of the crowd," said James as we approached the crowd.

I took in the family: there was an older couple, who didn't have red hair, they had grey hair, so I wouldn't have been able to tell that they were part of the family if they weren't the people that most people were giving their pity to.

Beside the older couple were two men with bright red hair who looked to be in their late twenties or early thirties. The two men looked identical, so I guessed that they were twins.

On the other side of the old couple was a woman who was probably in her early twenties, also with bright red hair. With one hand, she was clutching the hand of a man who was around the same age as her, also with bright red hair, and her other hand held the hand of another red-head, this time a small boy of about five, and by the looks of the woman's stomach, she was pregnant.

The man she was holding hands with, whom I assumed to be her boyfriend or husband, was holding another small boy in his free arm, and this boy looked like he was just two or three years old.

"Hey, James," the younger woman said when she saw us, because the rest of her family apart from the two younger boys were busy talking to other people.

"Molly, oh my god..." said James. "Are you all OK?"

"Yes, yes," said the woman, Molly. "Bill got a bit of a scare, and I've only just managed to calm him down, but none of us were hurt in the slightest, thank god."

"I wasn't scared!" the little boy that was holding her hand cried.

"Your parents' house, though..." said Sirius, looking at the ruins of the house in pity.

"My parents are going to stay interchangeably with Fabian, Gideon, and I and all of us are going to save money to put towards a new home for them," said Molly. "It'll all be OK."

"So, what was it?" James asked. "Death Eaters?"

"Of course it was Death Eaters," said Molly. "It was a personalised attack. My family are blood traitors. And I'm married into the Weasley family, which makes us even more of blood traitors."

"That's horrible," said James, and Molly nodded. I admired how calm she was despite the fact that she'd just had Death Eaters trying to kill her and her family.

"It is," said Molly, "but it's the world we live in these days. I honestly feel bad for you guys, having to go through this while you're still at school. I just hope it's over before Bill and Charlie and the new baby go to Hogwarts."

She sighed. "Anyway, I should go. Got a lot of people here who think we're all traumatised, but honestly, we're used to it at this point. I'll see you all around."

"See you," said Sirius, and the four of us began to walk back to James's house. "God, I feel bad for them."

"She said she used to it, though," said James. "How often do they experience this?"

"Too often, by the sounds of it," I said.

A/N: There won't be an update this Sunday as usual, but the next chapter will be posted next Thursday

Also 100 chapters wtf