I am soooo sorry

The version of this chapter I put up yesterday was flawed (but I mean litterally very very very very flawed) so I decided to change it.

Again super sorry

Thanks Matt for bringing it to my attention

Remus' POV

Today was gonna be our first flying lesson and, to be honest, I couldn't be less excited. Not because I didn't want to learn to fly, but because tonight was the full moon. My first transformation here at Hogwarts. I was supposed to go to Dumbledore right after dinner. What was I going to tell my friends?

My friends were, unlike me, were very excited, James hadn't gotten any sleep last night. His father played for the Gryffindor quidditch team, and he was playing on doing the same. Not in his first year, of course. No one ever got selected in their first year.

'What position would you like to play?' I asked him during breakfast.

'Chaser. Or beater.' James said while gulping down some pumpkin juice.

'You couldn't be a beater.' Sirius laughed. He was right, James didn't have the build for a beater. Like, not at all.

'I could be a beater.'

'Nah, James, you couldn't.' I said.

'Just wait, I'll grow.' James said defensively.

'Yeah, right.' Sirius chuckled.

'I'll grow!'

First period we had Charms. This wasn't our first lesson, so we just kept practicing the levitation spell. It was very easy, just say Wingardium Leviosa while you flick your wand and that's it. By now, I had almost perfected this spell. James and Sirius were doing great, too. They even got a compliment from Professor Flitwick. I mean, so did I, but still, good for them.

We had Charms with the Hufflepufs, who were constantly attacking each other with their feathers. At least they were also practicing. At the end of the lesson, there were feather everywhere.

Now flying lesson. We had it with the Slytherins, so we got to see Nico again. His black hair looked a mess, even worse than James', which was almost not possible. I hoped James and Sirius weren't going to make fun of Severus if he wasn't good at flying. I hoped they weren't going to make fun of me. I had never really been the athletic type, and with the full moon so close, it only got worse. Sadly, my smelling sense was working better, and I could still smell everyone's breakfast coming out of their mouths.

Madam Hooch was going to teach us how to fly. She had short, spiky, black hair and yellowish eyes like a cat or something.

'All right, first-years, are you excited for learning how to fly?' She asked and a few of the students replied softly, 'Come on, a little more enthusiasm, please!' Now everyone replied louder, 'That's the spirit.

'Now, go stand on the left side of your broom and put out your hand so it is above your broom. Then, all you got to do is say up, with power in your voice, of course, and wait 'till everyone is done.'

'Up.' Everyone said. Nico, who stood on my right, said it with less enthusiasm than me, but his broom got up immediately. He looked surprised, and so was the rest of the class.

'Great job, Di Angelo,' Madam Hooch complemented, 'now the rest of you, keep saying it!'

'Up, come on now, up!' James called. His broom came up second, but I don't think he liked not being first.

I kept trying and trying, but my broom just wouldn't come up. Nico lend closer, said up once, and my broom flew into his empty hand with no problem. So, that means I am the problem. Well, you don't get a grade for flying, so it'll be okay. Nico gave me my broom back, and Madam Hooch started talking again.

'Okay, now that everyone got their brooms, you are going to fly on them just a little bit. First, put your broom between your legs. What we you going to do is that, when I blow my whistle, you are going to kick off from the ground. Softly, as to not fly up very high. Then, when I blow my whistle again, you are going to lean forward 'till your feet touch the ground again. Not that hard to understand, right?'

It didn't seem that hard, but then again, neither did saying up to a piece of wood. I put my broom between my legs, looked at my friends for support, James was smiling broadly again, Sirius was looking like he could take over the world, and Nico still looked surprised, and waited for the whistle. When I heard it, I kicked off. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever felt. It felt like… like… it just felt like flying. I heard the whistle again, and lend forward. When my feet touched the ground again, I guess I was kind of relieved.

I looked around the rest of the class, most were smiling, but some didn't look too happy, like Severus. I hadn't watch any of the others, I was too busy trying not to die, so I couldn't know if he got up from the ground at all, but it looked like he didn't like flying as much as James, who looked radiant, by the way.

The rest of the lesson we just did small exercises flying. I noticed these brooms weren't very good, James told me the school brooms were never as good as brooms you could buy in a store. I also noticed Nico was very good in flying, but he looked like he didn't like it very much. He kept glancing at Bianca, seeing if she was okay. And he wouldn't come up more than a few feet.

O course, James was amazing too. This was probably his favourite lesson so far.

All four of us ate our lunch fast, so we could catch up for real. Nico told us that Severus had turned on him and was pretty much ignoring him, which made James and Sirius hate him even more, and that the other Slytherin boys took Severus' side, so he basically only had his sister and Roxanne. Who I still hadn't met for real.

Nico did have another guy friend besides us in Ravenclaw: Ryan Clarke. Slytherin and Ravenclaw had about six classes together every week, so at least he had someone else when we weren't around. I felt bad for him, he didn't seem like a hard-core Slytherin, but now he was locked up with four of them.

After lunch we had DADA. I was already nervous, and I didn't want Professor Whitehart to scare me out even more. I had thought she's give a lesson about some kind of magical, dangerous tree again, but no, she chose exactly this day to give a lesson about werewolves. It was the first real interesting subject, but still, it freaked me out. Maybe she gave this lesson today to toy with me or something.

And to make it all worse, she called me forward at the end of the class, 'Don't forget, darling. Tonight right after dinner you go straight to Dumbledore's office. And if you cant find it, I'll be here to help.' She said with a sick smile. The two Ravenclaws sitting in front of the class stared at me, and I gave them a quick glance back. I didn't want to attract any more attention than I normally did, and Professor Whitehart wasn't helping at all.

I got back to my seat to get my backpack and we all went to Herbology. Herbology was probably one of my least favourite subjects. Not because of the professor or even the subject itself, but just because those greenhouses were always so noisy and I felt like the plants were onto me.

Since the first lesson, we had all got our own plant to take care of. This was supposed to be some introduction to Herbology, but it kind of sucked. I had named my plant William. James and Sirius said I had to give my plant a name and because I was always screaming: 'Will you work with me here?' to it, they decided on William. I was fine with it, even though William a ridiculous name is for a plant.

James' plant was called Herman, and Sirius' Oggy, even more ridiculous than William. Every time Sirius called his plant that, James and I would crack up. I guess Herbology wasn't that bad after all.

After Herbology, we met up with Nico again.

'Hi Nico, what class did you just have?' Sirius asked.

'DADA. Professor Whitehart actually taught something interesting for once.'

'Let me guess, werewolves?' I asked. Did Professor Whitehart hate me? She literally talked about my sort of people in front of all the classes, and made those two Ravenclaws think I'm a freak to already have to go to Dumbledore.

'Yeah, did you have DADA too?'

'Uhuh, third period.' James rolled his eyes, 'By the way, guys, quidditch try-outs are tomorrow. And even though we aren't going to try out, we should watch!'

'No, thank you.' Nico yawned. I guess he didn't get much sleep with those other Slytherins.

'Yeah, I'll pass too.' I chirped in. I wasn't going to spend my free afternoon watching some guys and girls flying around.

'Come on, it'll be fun!' Sirius said.

'Yeah, that's the spirit! That's what I'm looking for!' James' super wide smile returned. 'Gryffindor has their try-outs tomorrow for sure, and I think Slytherin is after them.' James and Sirius looked at me and Nico with puppy eyes. They weren't convincing at all, but I agreed anyway, and so did Nico.

'Yeah, sure, whatever. As long as I don't have to spend time with my dormmates.' He said. I really did feel bad for him.

'From now on out, we are you dormmates.' Sirius smiled.

'What do you mean? You don't have a spare bed, do you?' Nico asked with a hopeful glistering in his eyes.

'No, but once we figure out how to make an extra bed appear, you can move in with us in a second.' Nico smiled thankfully at Sirius.

'Oh, I almost forgot, Remus, what did Professor Whitehart say to you?' Sirius asked suddenly. I hadn't thought of what I was going to tell them about why I would be gone tonight, and I wasn't very good at improvising either, but I tried my best.

'Just something about making sure I was making my homework.' I said casually. At least, I hoped it sounded casual.

'You? Why would you not make your homework?' James asked surprised. Sirius and Nico also looked at me like they didn't believe what I was saying. I should have just told them the truth. At least, not the whole truth, I was never going to tell anyone what I would be doing exactly all these full moons.

'I don't think she likes me very much.' That wasn't a lie, thank god. I hate lying to my friends.

'Okay…' Nico said. They luckily let it go.

We started roaming the castle again, like we do almost every day. We already knew almost every hallway and staircase, but it was still fun.

After dinner, I went to Professor McGonagall's classroom. I would much rather ask her for directions than Professor Whitehart. Professor McGonagall walked with me to Dumbledore's office, which you got to by saying a password and then walking up a spiral staircase. Dumbledore led me outside, which I thought was a bit weird, but okay. We walked to a tree, but not just a tree, a rather small tree with branches that smacked you away if you got to close. At least, that's what Headmaster Dumbledore told me. He hit the tree with a spell so it stayed silent when we walked closer. Underneath the tree was a secret passageway. The secret passageway led to a house.

'Here, you can transform and no one will hear or see you.' Dumbledore said, 'We built this for you, even the Whomping Willow was planted for you.' Dumbledore probably meant this nicely, but it only made me feel worse. Dumbledore and all the other teachers had gone through so much trouble for me. Just not excepting me was so much easier.

The next day, I woke up in the hospital wing. The last thing I could remember was my transformation. After that, it always got blurry.

'Boy, you are awake! That's amazing! I'll go get Headmaster Dumbledore.' Madam Pomfrey said. Wait, what? Why was she getting Headmaster Dumbledore? I probably looked like trash, with all my new cuts. I didn't want the Headmaster to see me like this.

I panicked and started looking around for a mirror. That's when I saw all the chocolate. It was a huge mountain of all kinds of different chocolate wands, chocolate frogs and all the other chocolate things you could think off. There was a card saying: "What did you do, Remus, you look awful! Get well soon so we can watch the quidditch try-outs together, James, Sirius and Nico. P.S. we'll come visit you again after breakfast." I started smiling and worried less about what I looked like, even though they said I looked awful.

'Ah, Remus, you survived!' Headmaster Dumbledore joked, 'Do you have a lot of pain?' He asked sounding a bit concerned.

'No, it's not that bad.'

'Indeed it isn't,' Madam Pomfrey said, 'I think you will be able to go soon.'

'How soon is soon?' I asked.

'Later this day. Don't worry, you won't miss the quidditch try-outs.' She smiled.

'Remus? Remus!' Sirius ran inside with James and Nico behind him.

'Finally, you're awake!' James said sitting down on the seat next to the bed I was laying on.

'Why do you get to sit?' Sirius said and he and James got in a fight over the seat.

'What happened?' Nico asked smiling.

I looked at Headmaster Dumbledore for help, but he just kept smiling about James and Sirius with that weird twinkle in his eyes.

'Mr. Lupin needs his rest, boys. If you'd like to leave now.' Madam Pomfrey said, relieving me of telling a very big lie.

'But we just got here!' James exclaimed. I liked how they wanted to stay, but I couldn't tell them what happened, so they might as well leave.

'Come on, now.' Madam Pomfrey guided them out of the hospital wing. Luckily, there weren't any others here today who could ask what I had done.

'Madam Pomfrey,' I asked when she came back, 'do you, by any chance, have a mirror here somewhere?'

'Of course, here you go.' She grabbed a mirror. I took it, and looked at my face. It wasn't that bad, a few little cuts, but there was one that stuck out. A deep, big cut from above my right eyebrow to my nose. I touched it, it felt normal, there was already a crust on it.

'Yeah, that one is probably not going away as fast. And will most certainly become a scar.' Madam Pomfrey said, smearing some ointment on my arm.

'It will?'

'I'm sorry, but there isn't much I can do about it.'

There it was, now people would have to know I am a werewolf. The whole school would find out and no one would want to talk to me anymore. I'd lose my friends…

I stayed inside the hospital wing for an hour or so more, then Madam Pomfrey said I could go. Headmaster Dumbledore told me to tell everyone I woke up because I had heard something and followed the sound outside. There, I accidentally came to close to the Whomping Willow and it smacked me across the face a couple of times.

'And you didn't see it? Like, at all?' James asked when I got back to the Gryffindor common room. We sat down by the fire.

'No, it was dark.' I lied.

'It wasn't that dark, was it?'

'It was! Really, just, let's stop about it.' I looked down to my hands, there were a few scratches on them too. Then, I seemed to notice we were in the Gryffindor common room, no way for Slytherins to come, 'Where's Nico?'

'His sister wanted to talk to him.' Sirius said.

'Hi, Remus, are you okay?' Lily asked.

'Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.'

'So, what happened?' Marlene asked sitting next to me on the couch.

'He went outside and got beat up by a tree.' Sirius laughed. Marlene snickered too, this lie was making me seem like an idiot.

'Aren't the try-outs starting?' I changed the subject.

'Yeah, shoot, they started quite some time ago.' James said as he stood up quickly and grabbed his Gryffindor scarf.

'You wanna come?' Sirius asked Lily and Marlene.

'Sure, why not.' Marlene said. We walked to the quidditch stadium together. On the way, we ran into Nico and Bianca.

'Hi, we were just going to search for you at the try-outs.' Nico said.

'Yeah, we kinda forgot.' James said hurriedly, he was almost running.

When we came at the quidditch stadium, the Gryffindor try-outs were almost over. After those of the Gryffindors, the Slytherins came. There were quite some Slytherins booing at the Gryffindor quidditch players. I don't understand why they hate each other so much, their house trades aren't that different.

We got seats all the way down, so we could see it better, James said with proud. I thought it was a bit weird, the players were flying in the air, and now we had to look only higher. Of course, the seats were a few feet above the ground, but still, we had to look pretty high up.

We saw the lasts few Gryffindor beaters try out. They were pretty good, all three of them. Only two got to play in the team, but it would be a tough decision to make.

'The Gryffindors are done, let's get out of here.' James said, standing up, pretty bumped he only got to see the end of the try-outs.

'No way, we got to sit through these Gryffindors, you have to sit through our Slytherins.' Nico said.

'But there were only three Gryffindors and all the Slytherins have to try out!' Jams exclaimed. Nico looked at him sternly, and James sat down again.

The Slytherin captain first let the chasers try, there were five, then the beaters, three, the keeper, also three, and last the seeker. There was only one seeker, and she wasn't good at all. Nico told us the last seeker was in his seventh year last year, so he wasn't at school anymore.

The rest of the candidates weren't that good either, and the champion had gotten pretty upset about it. He looked around the stadium, and then his eyes rested on us. Or rather, on Nico.

'Hey, hey you, you're a Slytherin, right?' He asked walking towards us.

'Yeah, but I'm a first-year.' Nico said, surprised that an older Slytherin was talking to him.

'So, you can fly, can't you?'

'Yeah, had my first lesson yesterday.'

'He's amazing.' James chipped in. He was so happy to finally talk to a captain, even though it was the wrong house.

'I'm not,' Nico said defensively, then a little softer, 'and I really don't want to.' I remembered how uncomfortable he had looked during the lesson.

'Yes he is.' Sirius yelled.

'Well, come down then. There's no reason not to try.'

'No, I really…' Nico protested.

'Just go, Nico, come on.' James almost pushed Nico down the stands.

Nico ran down, and borrowed the broom of the captain, still saying he couldn't try out. Sprouting all these excuses, like he was too young or he didn't have experience enough. The captain kept telling him he needed to shut up and just try.

Eventually Nico got on the broom, flew up, it was his first time being so high, he wanted to go after the snitch, but when he got about 20 feet high, a lighting bolt came out of the sky and zapped him. Or, actually, it zapped his broom, so the Slytherin captain's broom. Nico fell down with a very high speed. I stood up, like I could catch him or something, and screamed.

OOH MY GODS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO NICO?! you'll just have to wait till Sunday...

Again super sorry, can't stress that enough

-CTM-