Choices

Choice thirty five: Remus

I hate who I am I really do. In Hogwarts I was safe because Dumbledore took care of me. I was always grateful for what he had done for me but until now I didn't understand how much he had done. He educated me when he could have shunned me and he gave me an education that could give me a good start in life.

For as long as I can remember I have always been fascinated by books and from about the age of six I knew that I wanted to be a teacher, I wanted to learn everything I could about this world and pass on the knowledge to others to help them to understand.

My time in Hogwarts just increased this ambition seeing my teachers pass their knowledge on encouraged me to want to do the same. I use to tutor Peter in the subjects and nobody found it surprising when I helped James and Sirius. There were others I tutored as well like Sally Pin-Weather who couldn't get her head around Defence Against the Dark Arts.

But everyday that passed I grew more conscious of the fact this was probably going to be a pipe dream, one of those things that would never materialise. I mean who would ever want a werewolf for a teacher. I know that Dumbledore would probably give me a chance in a few years if I told him that it is what I wanted but I can't ask him for any more.

So I am having a tough time out of Hogwarts and it's my friends again who have supported me, they've rallied around and come through. James and Sirius are very sure of themselves and have already started their training and they are taking care of my share of the bills, which is something that embarrasses me to no end.

I do my share to help, I'm the cleaner I tidy up everything in the house I even do quite a bit of cooking but I don't mind I need to do it to feel like I'm pitching in. It was one of these days that I was cleaning when James' father turned up to see him, of course James was out with Lily and I was home on my own.

His face when he saw me was so funny, I think he was surprised that any one of us knew what bleach was. But his face came over serious and he asked how my job hunt was going and I couldn't lie and told him it wasn't. He made me sit down and said that James had spoken to him about me and I was quite angry.

It turned out James told him I have a condition that a lot of wizarding kind hold against me and is why I can't get a job but he is a good man is James' father. In fact he is head of the Prophet he's the editor and he said that he was looking for a researcher.

I remember telling him I couldn't take a job off him, that there were laws saying that I couldn't but he wouldn't' listen. I quickly told him what I was and he shook his head a little and said that explained my problem. Then he reached out his hand and offered me the position as a researcher on his paper.

I couldn't turn it down I really didn't have a choice and even if I had had a choice I wouldn't have rejected this offer. It's a good job for me researching and I am forever grateful for everything the Potter's have done for me, I'll never be able to pay them back.