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Chapter 6- Alone

My friendship with James, Sirius, and Peter steadily grew over the next 2 weeks, yet the full moon was coming around and I started to worry.

The day before the full moon, Dumbledore sent me a letter during breakfast. It was addressed as if it had been sent from my mom.

Mr. Lupin,

Please meet Madame Pomfrey in the Hospital wing tonight at dusk. Feel free to tell people that your mother is unwell and you are going to see her.

Good day to you,
Professor Dumbledore.

I folded the letter and pocketed it.

"What's up, Remus?" Sirius asked, after swallowing a bit of toast "My mom, she got sick," I said, trying to sound as if this had come as a great shock. "I'm going to see her tonight, spend a few days at home," I felt a pang of guilt. I had always hated lying.

But this is for my own good, I thought as we headed to transfiguration.

The day went quicker than usual, I acted as normal as I could but I was apprehensive. This was going to be the first time I went through a transformation with out my parents being there.
The day of the full moon, my body seemed to want to shut down before going through the change, and the day after I was always exhausted and hurt. Mom had always been there.

I went to dinner with everyone else but didn't return to Gryffindor Tower. I told Sirius, James, and Peter that I was supposed to be waiting for my dad here, and headed towards the hospital wing once they had gone.

I felt suddenly alone and small.

I used the next day to work on my school work, much to both Madame Pomfrey's and my body's displeasure. My muscles cramped easily and at times I dozed off. A steady pain began to invade my head around 4:00 that afternoon.

I ate a quick dinner and led down to The Whomping Willow where Madame Pomfrey froze the tree and we entered through an opening that appeared when you touched one of the knots on the root. The passage seemed to be miles long. The woman made sure I was settled before leaving.

I was alone...

After at least an hour and a half of sitting there on the four poster bed, I began to feel the all too familiar pains. As I changed I cried out for help, and, when I could no longer form the word, I howled until the transformation was complete. The werewolf took over my actions and went to work; chewing on itself, howling in pain and in triumph as it tasted blood.

I didn't wake until past noon the next day. I found myself back in the hospital wing, with bandages around me. I had a particularly large headache and found it almost impossible to open my eyes where the light penetrated even the closed blinds of the room and flooded in through the top of the curtains that hid me from view. I had only been awake for a few minutes when Madame Pomfrey came to see me,

"How are you feeling, dear?" She asked, I was mildly surprised. From what the older students had said, Pomfrey has always had a bit of an attitude towards the students.

"Usual," I managed to say, trying to hide the obvious pain I was feeling, and look as if I were normal.
This didn't go unnoticed by Madame Pomfrey though; she gave me an unmistakable look of pity before turning and walking off. She came back a few minutes later with an orange potion in her hands.

"Here, dear. Drink this; it will help you feel better." I sat up a little on the pillows and, since I couldn't use my fingers because they were all wrapped up, she lifted the cup to my mouth.

Once Madame Pomfrey left, I began thinking of my parents and how truly helpless and alone I really was.

I slept for the remainder of the day, until Madame Pomfrey woke me to eat. The potion she had given me had healed a lot of my bites; the best part, I could eat on my own.

I stayed in the Hospital Wing until early the next morning. I was one of the first people in the Great Hall for breakfast. The two people who had commented on Gryffindor on the train were sitting at the Slytherin table. When they noticed me come in, they grinned at each other, abandoned their breakfast and walked up to me.

"Gryffindor, huh?" The black haired one asked, "Are you a mudblood?"

"No," I frowned, "Excuse me," I made to go past them but the blonde moved in front of me.

"So, is it your mother or father?"

"What?" I asked, agitated

"Mudblood or Muggle?" He continued

I turned to go another way but was blocked again, "Listen, just leave me alone,"

"Mr. Lupin," Someone said behind me, I truned around and saw Professor McGonagall standing there. "Is there something wrong?"

I stole a glance at the two Slytherins, they were both looking dangerously at me. "Mr. Lupin?"

"No, Professor. They were just leaving,"

"Mr. Snape? Mr. Malfoy?" McGonagall's voice was tinged with disbelief

"Yes, we were just leaving," The blonde said, and the two left with out another word.

"Are you alright, Mr. Lupin?" I wondered quickly if she knew

Of course she does, I thought, she's your Head of House, and she's a teacher

"Just tired," I said, ignoring the look in her eyes

"Should you take today off as well?"

"No, no, I'm fine, thanks."

"If your sure...Good day to you Mr. Lupin."

I hated this special treatment. All the professors treated me different. All I wanted was to be normal.

Now...you know what to do...