Remus
I Remember
My first day of Hogwarts, I remember all too clearly. Finding friends, I'd never thought I'd have friends, not with my condition.
Cuts
"Remus – where'd all these cuts come from?" James had asked one day, tugging up the sleeve of my robe.
"Fell into a thornbush." I had lied.
Fresh
The wound was fresh, and I winced as I hobbled into the common room. "Where have you been?" a new wound opened as I once again lied to my friends.
Train of Thought
As a glanced at the darkening sky, my thoughts on the upcoming full moon, Sirius called, "Hey, Remus!"
"Oh, sorry, lost my train of thought." I had replied.
The Truth
"Listen to us," James had sat me on my bed and was standing in front of me. Sirius beside him, Peter hovered in the background. "Remus, we know the truth."
Pain
The pain of transforming is eased by the knowledge that I know my friends will be along soon. The knowledge that I still have friends is often comfort enough.
Recovery
When I awake in a hospital wing, I'm not surprised to see three faces peering at me. "Hey, Moony," Prongs whispered. "Rough night last night?" Padfoot joked. I'm recovering quickly.
Beauty
Everyone is always telling me how beautiful the full moon is. If only they knew.
Grief
I had never felt so awful. Lily and James – dead, Peter Pettigrew – dead, Sirius – as far as I was concerned, dead to me… it was a time for grief.
Background
Sirius and James were always the leaders. Always out in front. Peter and I usually hid in the background, just happy to have found friends.