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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Apologies

Here I was once again. Sitting in the hospital wing with nothing to do. I had finished all of the work that Narcissa brought me and read every book in sight at least twice. Only one more week of this and then Pomfrey will let me free.

It was going to be a long week.

Regulus had visited me yesterday like Narcissa had said he would. Although, he couldn't stay long due to the extra quidditch practices Higgs has been holding with the back-up chaser. From what I hear, he'll need all the help he can get, but Regulus had reassured me that I'll be able to play in the match later this month.

"Miss Potter, have you taken your potions yet?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she exited her office.

I gave grimace as she stared at me with her knowing look. I guess she figured out that I haven't exactly been taking them in my stay here. "Not yet."

The nurse sighed as she went to get the vials, "You aren't going to be able to miss getting any of your potions anymore, dear. I have decided to give them to you personally until you are completely healed. That also means staying another week."

Well, make that a long two weeks. Dammit, maybe Higgs might have to play the replacement after all.

"But-" I started before I was abruptly cut off.

"No, you are going to do what I say, Miss Potter. I will not take any chance of these wounds getting infected. The fact that I cannot heal them with magic already worries me." Madam Pomfrey stated firmly.

I sighed. It was obvious that she was worried for my health. "Fine."

The matron nodded and then forced me to take the foul tasting potions. Then she went back into her office and left me alone for the remainder of the day.

Why am I always the one stuck in the hospital wing?

James looked away from his essay to stare at one of his best mates. His face was downcast and his eyes were not flying across each individual word in the book as they should be. He could still see the guilt in his friend's eyes over what he couldn't control.

"You should go and talk to her, Remus," he finally muttered to his depressed friend.

His golden eyes flicked away from his book to stare at James, "What is she hates me? I almost killed her. I might have even turned her into one. I hope she hates me for what I did to her."

The seventh year Gryffindor sighed at Remus' behavior, "Lupin, if you don't go down there yourself I will make you. I know that you want to talk to Sophie. You need to speak to her. I bet she is dying for company right now."

Moony finally stood up and set his book down on the bed, "Okay, fine. I'm going."

"Good, because I was going to lock you out of the dorm until you did so," James teased. He was trying to make Lupin feel better about the situation at hand. It didn't work.

"Sophie Potter, you better get back into that bed right now! If those wounds start bleeding again, you'll be in here another month!" Pomfrey yelled from somewhere deep in her tiny back office.

Dang it. How the hell did she know that I even moved? I made sure not to make the slightest noise. I swear, that woman's hearing is the best of anyone else I've ever seen in my life.

Then I hear the door creek open slowly. I'm shocked to see that it is Remus Lupin, the schools resident werewolf, but at the same time I totally expected this to happen. He walked over to me cautiously, as if I would come and attack him in rage, sitting in the seat next to my bed. Silence surrounded us.

Just after looking at him I can tell he is handling what he did to me badly. There are bags under his guilt stricken eyes and the pair of them keep flickering to the four parallel line that are in the process of healing into a scar on my right cheek. A scratch mark.

"It isn't your fault, Lupin. Quit blaming yourself because you look like hell," I stated after a while of silence.

Remus' amber eyes stare into my own greenish-blue ones, "I could have killed you, Sophie. If I was never at this school, then you wouldn't be hurt. I'm a monster that you should be scared of."

"On the contrary, I probably would have been thrown into this place somehow. And you can't control yourself when you are under the influence of the moon. You aren't you, Remus, so quit blaming yourself and telling yourself that you are a bloody monster. I'm not mad at you and I never will be. Just accept that fact," I rambled to the boy sitting next to me.

He sighed in defeat. I guess I finally got through to him, "Why are all Potters so damn stubborn?"

I just laughed, "Runs in the family, Lupin. Now, how about a game of wizards chess? My head is going to explode if I'm in here by myself for another five hours."

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