"Remus, we need to talk to you."
The young boy looked at his three friends surrounding him and suddenly felt anxiety roaring in his chest.
"What is it ?" he said slowly.
"Are you a werewolf ?" Sirius asked.
They knew. The first true friends he had ever had were aware of his sickness and now he was going to lose them. They were going to tell everyone he was nothing but a beast, and he was going to be expelled from Hogwarts. He should have known this day would come.
"Yes," he finally said. "I'm a werewolf."
"Why didn't you tell us ?!" James asked.
"Why didn't I tell my friends that I'm a monster ? I dunno, really !"
Sirius gently put his hands on Remus' shoulders. A sweet and comforting light was dancing in his dark grey eyes when they met his.
"You're not a monster Remus," he said. "You're the kindest and smartest person I've ever met."