Joyce had now resorted to avoid her brother and his friends. If they didn't want her to help, so be it. She didn't want anything to do with them anymore.
Of course, she was lying to herself. Of course she wanted to stay with them. But she also figured that James would have told his friends about her seizures, of only to protect them. There again, James was the one protecting. Not Joyce. She really was sick of that.
But Remus was not having that. Just because he didn't want to put her in danger didn't mean that he wanted her to disappear from his life...
He knew what was happening. He knew it was dangerous. He knew he should let her keep far away from him, but he couldn't.
Remus was falling in love with Joyce. He couldn't really help it, one can't control their heart. But Remus knew he should at least try, but he didn't want to.
A werewolf's love is a dangerous one. The werewolf becomes angry and possessive, especially if the werewolf happens to be an Alpha, like Remus. It came as a surprise, but the real leader of the Marauders was not James, but Remus. They didn't let it show, seeing as James and Sirius were the ones always goofing off. But Remus was the brain behind all the pranks. He knew every inch of the castle, thanks to his prefect duties. And he knew where to find Joyce.
Joyce was sitting on the flat stones of the Astronomy Tower, wrapped in a burrito of covers and quilts, her telescope beside her. She clutched a letter from Professor Flitwick, attesting of her authorized lounging in the Tower after hours. It was Friday; the next day, Saturday, would mark the start of the first Ravenclaw Quidditch practice. Joyce had pinned a note up in the Common Room, announcing the practice and recruitment for the Team. Of Joyce's original team, the only was left Alex, Joyce's friend, playing Beater, and Bonnie Earhart, Chaser. Joyce was a Chaser as well, so she needed two Beaters, a Chaser and a Seeker. She was impatient to play against Gryffindor, who had won the Quidditch Cup the previous year. She wanted to beat James, once and for all. Hearing footsteps behind her, she craned her neck to see who it could be.
