*Elektra's P.O.V.*

It was a Thursday, three days before the full moon on Sunday. Almost two weeks had passed since my performance in the Grand Hall, and things had definitely settled down. People still smiled at me more than they used to, and waved as I passed them in the hall, but I was no longer surrounded by random people that always wanted me to play for them. It was nice at first, but after about a week of being constantly surrounded by people I didn't know and being bombarded with question after question, it was nice to be able to sit down at a meal with only my friends.
I also hadn't had another dream since the last one about The Pures. And for that I was thankful.
Right now though, it was about nine o'clock in the evening, and Remus and I were the only people in the common room. He was reading me a chapter from the book we were currently in the middle of, something about underwater magical creatures.
My back and all my joints were aching, as it was so close to the full moon. And to make everything worse, Remus had gotten sick. He was pale, his eyes slightly sunken into his handsome face. I was always having to pretend I wasn't in any pain because I really wanted to take care of him. He was always so kind to me, and I wanted to repay the favour. Whenever he needed anything, i was there. I didn't want him worrying about me, so I just shook off any questions he had about how I was doing.
We were cuddled on the couch, and I was just about to doze off when the portrait hole opened. I thought it was just another student, so I didn't bother opening my eyes to see who, but when Remus stopped reading and closed the book, I peeled open my heavy eyes and looked to see who had interrupted our peaceful evening.
"Anne?" It was the nurse from when I was taken to the hospital wing after my Hogsmead incident. It also happened to be the nurse that always started talking with one worded sentences... Great...
"Hello." She said, stepping farther into the room and continuing, "I've only come to see when wanted me to remove him from the castle on Sunday."
Remove him? Why did he have to be removed?
He sat up quickly, moving me of to the side of the couch and standing up. He had moved me so quickly I had gotten a head rush, and black dots clouded my vision.
"Uh, Anne? Can we talk outside?" He walked towards her, his back facing me so I couldn't see his expression.
"No. This will only take a second. I just need to know what time-"
"I heard you the first time Anne! Now let's step out for a minute!" I had never heard Remus properly raise his voice at someone else before. His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.
"Now. Mr. Lupin. Is that anyway to talk to someone that's simply here to help you?" Anne asked, straightening her back and placing her small hands on her small waist.
"Anne! Outside now!" He placed his hand, rather roughly, onto her elbow, trying to pull her over to the portrait hole.
"Remus, it's fine! Really! I'm your girlfriend. Anything she has to say to you, it's perfectly alright for her to say around me." I stood up and smiled apologetically at the nurse, then shot a slight death-glare in Remus' direction.
"I... She... I can't-"
"Listen. Mr. Lupin it's a simple question," she yanked her arm from his grasp, taking a small step away from him as she did so and asked, "Do you want me to stop helping? Because I can, and you can deal with your furry problem on your own."
"Furry problem? Remus, what is she talking about?" I gave up on trying to calm down Remus and reassuring the nurse. I gave up on all of that. Now I simply wanted the nurse to keep talking. Curiosity ate at my stomach and I looked between the two for some type of explanation.
Annes eyes widened and she placed a hand over her mouth.
"Oh! She doesn't... You didn't... She's your girlfriend... I thought she'd know..." Her face paled and she backed towards the door.
"Noon. I'll be here at noon!" And with that, the nurse fled the room, her white shoes ticking on the tile as she hurried away.
Remus was facing away from me, looking at the fire and running his hands through his hair.
"Remus..." I spoke quietly, placing my hand lightly on his shoulder. He flinched away from my touch.
"Please. Just explain." I was almost whispering, my voice gentle.
He sighed, looking over at me. I say that his eyes were slightly red, tiny tears beading up in the beautiful brown.
"You can tell me anything." A slight pang of guilt hit me in the gut as I thought to myself "but I can't tell you everything..." I picked up his hand lightly and moved to stand next to him, neither of us looking at the other. Both of us focusing in the flames in the fireplace.
"I... I'm..." His hand tighten around mine and he finally turned to look at me. We faced each other and he picked up my other hand.
"I love you, Elektra. I don't want to lose you." He looked deep into my eyes and I knew what he was about to saw was something that took a lot of courage on his part.
"I love you too, Remus. You can trust me."
He took a deep breath, meeting my eyes dead on.
"I'm... I'm..." I removed one of my hands from his and placed it on his cheek, trying to calm him down so he could tell me. I was still feeling so guilty. The boy I loved was about to tell me his biggest secret, but I could never tell him mine.
"I'm... A werewolf." My heart stopped. Time froze and I could barely think. A werewolf. He's a werewolf. I'm a werewolf. But... How could this be? Suddenly, some type of joy filled my heart. We were the same. He understood me, and I understood him. It was perfect.
But then my mothers voice filled my head, Your father doesn't even know I'm telling you all of this. You must keep it to yourself. Our little secret.
I can't tell him. Here he was, spilling the biggest secret someone could possibly ever have, and I couldn't return the favour without going against my word to my mother. Oh, why did I ever agree to keep everything a secret? I can't tell Remus about me being a werewolf without explaining everything about Fuego. And I had promised.
"Elektra?" Remus' nervous voice tore me from my trance. He was looking at me, pure terror shining in his eyes. Tears threatened to spill down his pale cheeks.
"I knew it. I knew you would be scared. I knew you wouldn't want to stay with me. I'm a monster! I'm a monster..." One lone tear ran down his cheek and he was about to step way from me, trying to remove his hands from mine.
"No! Remus..." I tighten my grip on him and wiped a way his tears with my thumb.
"You aren't a monster. You are wonderful, funny, kind, sweet. Everything but a monster. You are the love of my life." I smiled a tiny smile, fighting through my guilt.
He looked at me, the doubt getting smaller and smaller in his eyes. He believed me. I hadn't been lying, everything I said was true. He is the love of my life. My heart felt heavy and light at the same time. Light with love and promise, heavy with guilt and regret.
He returned my smile with a huge hug. He lifted me off my feet and into the air, squeezing my waist tightly.
"I don't deserve you..." He sniffed into my shoulder.
No... I don't deserve you... I thought, but just kissed him instead of saying what I wanted.
"Thank you for trusting me." I whispered after pulling away from him. He was still holding me off the ground and looking at me like I was the best thing that ever happened to him. I kissed him again to hide the pain in my expression.
Everything would be fine, if I could just keep my secret.