Little Moonfoot

Hermione finds out

Remus slowly came back to consciousness from the absolutely horrible transformation he had had. The previous night, he had locked all the doors of the shack securely so as to keep away one Sirius black. As a result, moony even in his drugged and subdued state had spent the whole night trying to scratch the walls and doors' hoping for a way out to get to his lost pack mate whom he knew was out there somewhere.

He detected that he had a broken rib and several broken bones that needed mending , he also had several scratches and one particularly ugly gash across his chest that was bleeding all over the floor the floor.

He knew he was in no condition to even get up and get to his wand, much less heal himself so he rolled over and pulled a blanket over himself and hopes that Madame Pomfrey will get here soon. He realized with resignation that he is not going to be taking any classes today.

Maybe, this was how Sirius planned to kill him, making his transformations so hard that he died of them.

Hermione granger was the brightest witch of her age but there were some moments when she hoped she could live in ignorance like the rest of the world. Her doubts about professor Lupin kept her awake all night and she just ignored it but when she found herself unable to pay attention in class because of it, she decided that something needs to be done. The problem was, she dint know what to do about it.

She walked to professor Lupin's office and stood in front of it. She still hadn't decided what she was going to do, confront him? What if he was dangerous as the books claimed, but she couldn't imagine professor Lupin being dangerous at all.

She was about to declare the whole thing stupid and turn back when professor Lupin opened the door.

"Miss granger nice to see you here. Is there something you wanted to discuss?" he said with a smile.

"Err... I actually wanted to ask you about something professor."

"What is it miss granger?"

"It's just that I have noticed that you have not been keeping well these past few days."

"Thank you for your concern but I am better now."

"Yes but you have been getting ill almost every month and I was wondering if it was some serious ailment."

"Well that's just the way it is but I always get better" he sighed.

"The thing is that professor Snape gave us an essay on werewolves and I completed it and—."

"What are you trying to imply Hermione?"

"I it's just that harry mentioned that professor Snape gave you some foul portion to drink and we have been keeping track of the lunar phases in astronomy and that was quiet near to the time of the full moon and I—"

"Are you implying I'm a werewolf Miss Granger?"

"It's not like that professor it's just that I have been thinking about it and whenever I get a theory stuck in my head, I just can't think about anything else and I can't stop thinking until I know and—. I'm sorry that was very stupid of me I should be going." She tried to get out of there as soon as her legs would carry her.

"No stop I haven't denied it"

"Oh" she turned back and looked at him.

"So are you going to tell everyone how I am a monster now?"

"No that's not. I would never do that professor, you are the best defense against dark arts professor we have had in years and your really great I'm not going to tell everyone just because—"