Hi.
I sit outside, by the lake, holding a bright blue flower. Remus is only a few feet away from me, discussing something with James and Peter in whispered voices, probably about me, judging by the way they glance at me every few seconds. I look back at my flower. Remus doesn't understand. I need to do this by myself. If I don't conquer my problem on my own, have I really gotten over it?
But will he let me?