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I looked into his eyes. He did not know it was me, I had a hood on and my eyes were red from a spell. My curly brown hair was straight and black now. I could change my appearance since the spell Voldemort did to all the deathearters. Also being an animagus changes you a lot. I could feel my old feelings coming back, as I remembered him long ago. I had been at least five years since we had met.
"Remus," I muttered and he stared at me. His hair was more like the sun disappearing by many clouds. His eyes were open wide, no expression but hate in them. I could fell the tears running down my cheeks. I would of loved to run up to him and have him hold me, but I had changed. I had to live with his and my decisions. Even if I regretted them.
"How do you know who I am?" He asked, not even lowering his wand. All of a sudden, I could feel a great pain go through my body. I could not understand what it was, at least not right then. I fell to the ground on all fours. Finally, it stopped. I felt so weak. "Get up." A voice I once knew said. As I turned around, I saw it was the one person that I feared, but wanted to kill most of all, Dumbledore. Draco was captured and was being pushed over towards me. I felt so sorry for him. When he was next to me, I asked, "Are you alright?"
"Wait, I know that voice." I heard more than one voice say. It seemed to have been most of the Order near us. I did not see one face that I did not know. As I watched, I saw my ex best friends standing in the crowd, I had an urge to cry, right there. But a red head girl, Ginny, had beat me to it. She had lowered her hood, so all knew who it was. She had burst out crying. I wanted to comfort her, but I had to stand strong. I watched her cry and I could tell everyone still did not know who I was, if I had gone over to her, they would of known. I felt a sudden urge to kill who ever I could. That was one of my mistakes. I ran at Dumbledore like I was a bloodthirsty maniac. I hit him, and he fell to the ground. I fell next to him. I realized what I had done and quickly tried to hide. To my great confusion, I had more friends then ever and one most important. Draco ran in front of me. That was the end of my life again. Many order members pushed Draco to the side and grabbed my arms. All of us were taken back to Hogwarts. I was locked up, and was guarded at all times. The one-day I remembered most of all was the day when my lover and my killer watched me.