Written for The Golden Snitch Halloween Challenge.

Tawaret, Uagadou. 10 points. 533 words.

I DO NOT OWN THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE

Remus Lupin sighed. All the noise was giving him a throbbing head-ache. The other Marauders had dragged him along to a concert full of different performances. The Weird Sisters had just finished performing, and now it was time for the 'Grande Finale'. Remus sighed again, more loudly this time. 'Just one more performance Moony. Just one more. Then you can go home," he thought to himself.

"MAY I PRESENT TO YOU, THE BEST OF ALL PERFORMERS, OUR GRAND FINALE!" The announcer yelled, using his Sonorous. The stage lights dulled, and a man walked into the middle of the stage, a spotlight focusing on him. He started to sing in a deep, husky voice.

"I am a werewolf. Shunned by most of society, left behind." He continued singing, and Remus soon became bored. He was so bored, he was trying to figure out how the girl in front of him managed to plait her hair into a lion. He soon became bored, figuring it was some spell. His boredom not fixed, he started to count all of the pink haired people he could see.

"Hey Moony. This Guy's a WEREWOLF, Did YOU know?!" James screamed at Remus, who had, being the smart one, already figured this out.

"I KNOW JAMES, OK". He yelled back, but James didn't hear him

"Cause I'm a werewolf". The singer finished, and released his face from the concealing hood. Remus, who was now paying attention gasped. It revealed the not-so-handsome face of Fenrir Greyback.

"I have an announcement to make to the audience." Fenrir said. The entire crowd fell silent.

"Could Mr. Remus Lupin please come up here" Remus sighed.

"REMUS. REMUS. REMUS. REMUS!" The crowd yelled. James and Sirius dragged him out of his chair and threw him into the central passageway, where he had no choice but to walk down to the stage. For him, the walk was too fast. But, for the crowd and Fenrir, it couldn't've been slower.

Remus walked onto the stage where two people grabbed him and led (or rather dragged) him backstage, where he was dumped in a chair. Fenrir finished bowing, then waltzed off the stage.

He shooed Remus's "guards" away, then pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Remus. The air was filled with awkward silence.

"So . . . I'm sorry. For biting you all these years ago." Fenrir stopped looking at the ground and looked up at Remus, hope in his eyes. Remus's eyes where blank and dull, seeing, but not looking.

"I loved her, you know. Your mother". Again, he looked up. Remus's eyes were sad and full of pity.

"I bit you, to try and break your parents apart. Your mother loved werewolves. Fascinated by them. I hoped that when I but you, well . . . your father would find you a freak, blame it on her and leave."

Remus looked up to face him properly now, angry.

"It didn't work. The Dark Lord poisoned me with amormentia."

"This still doesn't account for your actions."

"She was one too. She turned me. I still owe her. She saved my life."

With that, he walked off, leaving Remus to sit all alone, in the darkness.