A/N: Wow. Thanks to everyone who's read this, alerted, favourited and reviewed. You are what keeps me writing. This is quite a short chapter because this and the next one were meant to be merged, but thought you'd prefer a short chapter now than a long one in about a month. And I'mma let you get on with the story now.
Everything around me seemed to slow down. Nothing that was happening near me mattered anymore. I was rooted to the spot, my eyes fixed to his, wanting to tear away but somehow not being able to. He looked down at the papers on his desk. I saw his lips start to form a silent word.
Please, I begged inside my own head, please, please don't say it, please…
Werewolf.
I felt myself being drained of all colour and emotion.
Werewolf.
All I saw were indistinct, blurred, spinning shapes, rushing to leave the room.
Werewolf.
Silence.
A slam, a shout.
Silence.
"Remus?" a voice called out from miles away. "Remus?"
I blinked and saw that I was alone.
"Remus?" The voice was closer now.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure leaning against the doorframe, smirking.
"Still in here? Blimey, even Bing's gone. Come on, let's get some food already!" It was Sirius . I recognized his voice and long black hair, even though I couldn't see his face for the angle I was standing at. "Are you alright?" He added, noticing my tone and expression."
I swallowed. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." Professor Bing hadn't beaten me. Yet.
We made our way to the Great Hall in silence. I ate my dinner in silence. I felt oddly disconnected from everyone around me, like the world was only a cheap copy or a wishful fantasy of the real thing. As strange as this feeling was, I knew what was causing it. These people weren't like me. They were unpolluted and whole. And I, a monster.
I was the first of my friends to leave the Gryffindor table. I found myself in the common room, knowing that I had walked there, but not remembering the journey. There was a textbook in front of me. I looked over the words, knowing them, but not understanding. None of it mattered. All that it mattered was what I was going to do that night.
Several hours later… (A/N :Everything from here onwards is in 3rd person. Until I say it's back to Remus.)
"James! Oi, James, wake up!"
"Merlin, Sirius, do you want me to have a heart attack?" James whispered loudly. "What's up, why're you waking me up?"
"Remus just left the dorm."
A/N: Listening to 'Alex Reads Twilight' whilst writing really doesn't help the cheeriness of the chapter. And if anyone reviews, can you suggest a name for this chapter?