Ever since he had become a werewolf, he always blamed himself for his father's death. He never wanted to think about that night again. But it always came back to him, in his dreams, in his head. Dane blamed him, and so didn't his sister, Morgan. She hated him for it. Dane had wanted to kill him when she'd found him the next morning, bleeding still. They went into the woods together and found his father's body, or what scraps were left with it after the werewolf had finished. They didn't have a funeral. There wasn't much to bury.
Remus snapped out of his trance and stared at the assignment which was written on the board in their Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Professor Burgundy looked at him with a just-because-you-are-what-you-are-doesn't-mean-you-aren't-doing-this kind of look. He wrote down the assignment reluctantly as she reiterated it aloud.
"A ten page essay, summarizing the chapter on werewolves in your text books. No exceptions. No excuses." She stared down Remus and his three friends, who were famous around the school for each having their own special excuse for not doing homework. "I want this on my desk on Thursday." She said, writing down on the board as well. "Class dismissed."
The four of them gathered their things and walked out of the classroom, getting ready to go off to dinner. "Can you believe her?" James asked. "That woman hates us."
"No, really?" Sirius said. "Especially you today Reme." He pointed out, turning around to face Remus.
"Huh?" Remus said, looking up. "Oh. Well I'm sure she has a good reason to suspect that we wouldn't do it. You know?"
"Yeah, but she was really snappy towards you." James said.
"I agree with Remus." Peter eeped. "I mean, she hates everyone, doesn't she?"
"And this thing on werewolves?" James motioned to his bag. "I mean, come on, isn't it enough to just say they're evil and leave it at that?"
"I guess…but what if there's something else that we don't know? I mean, aren't they like normal humans?" Sirius said. "Regularly I mean."
"Which makes them all the more dangerous." Peter said. "For all we know, you could be one Remus."
"What!" Remus yelped, jumping back ."What are you talking about?"
"It's just hypothetical Reme, calm down." James said, giving him a sideway glance. "You seem really jumpy today. You okay?"
"Yeah…fine….I think I'm gonna go upstairs and get a start on this essay. I'm not very hungry." Remus said, and instead of going into the Great Hall, he walked up the Grand Stair Case towards the Gryffindor Tower.
"Keep your cool." He muttered, slumping down onto his four poster. The room was entirely empty, and a cool November breeze was drifting through the open window next to his bed. He stared at the ceiling. What would they do when they found out? What would they say? They were his only friends, the only people who he cared about more than anything else in the world.. If he lost them, he'd never be able to carry on. Peter's words rung in his ears. Which makes them all the more dangerous. And James. Isn't it enough to just say they're evil and leave it at that? They couldn't find out. They just couldn't.
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Remus was sitting at the foot of the boy dormitory stairs, not moving an inch. James, Sirius, and Peter were sitting in a circle, doing their own werewolves essay, when understanding had suddenly dawned on James' face. He looked in the corner, the other two not noticing, their quills scratching away quickly, at Remus.
Remus looked him in the eyes, sadly. There was fear, and pain in those deep, deep hazel eyes. Betrayal was taking over now, and the anger was soon to come. He sighed, and, with on last look at James, turned upstairs.
So James knew. Sirius and Peter would know soon enough, and then they would demand he'd be kicked out of Hogwarts, or sent to another dorm. But after the next dorm kicked him out, where would he go? Yet another? To be thrown out again? It would simpler to just run away, a voice in the back of his mind said. Another voice, the calmer, more rational one, rebounded the statement. "Wait until you see how James reacts." He whispered out loud. "He may not hate you." Remus didn't know who he was reassuring, but it made him feel infinitely better.
TBC
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