It's been a few days since the last full moon, a few days since a found out Remus Lupin was a werewolf. I would be lying if I said the experience didn't scare me more than it should have.
I feel like I've been hallucinating, because there is no way I would just wake up and my teeth look different and my nails grow faster. And there is no way I'm not at least mildly paranoid; I can hear literally everything around me tenfold!
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It's been about a week since the full moon, and these symptoms aren't leaving. I went back to Madame Pomfrey to check me out, but she couldn't find anything wrong with me. The rest of my senses have gone haywire, and feel the need to pace as the sun goes down like I'm anxious about something, I just can't figure out what.
The Marauders have also kept their distance, and for that I'm thankful, and I understand why. I think that they think if they get close to me, I'll tell the school that Lupin's a werewolf. I have myself to worry about at the moment, thank you very much. Whenever they try to look at me, I have the sudden urge to hurt them, although, given the circumstance, I feel like I should be able to feel that way; it's not like we're suddenly going to become best buddies or anything.
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It's been a good three weeks since the last full moon, and honestly, I getting scared of myself. The urges I've had have been getting stronger, I've been getting itchy when the sun goes down, some nights I barely sleep. I've gone to the library every day, it feels like, to search for an answer to what's happening to me, but everything I find either doesn't match the description or is too far-fetched to believe.
I feel like I'm about to rip myself apart any minute. Every potion I've taken to help has been rendered ineffective after only a few minutes. I need to tell someone what's been happening to me. I can't go back to Madame Pomfrey, because she'll just tell me nothing is wrong, when clearly something is!
With a sigh, I reluctantly make my way to the Quidditch pitch, where I know Potter would be at this time. No matter how much I hate it, I know Potter and his band of Marauders are the only ones who can help me; they were the last people I came into contact with before this whole thing happened.
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It All Started With The Whomping Willow
FanfictionSeverus Snape's fifth year, mistakes were made. Severus followed the Marauders to the Whomping Willow during a full moon. Only, James does not get him out in time. Remus ends up scratching Severus , which ultimately turns him into a werewolf himsel...
