The Weasley and The Werewolf

Chapter 30

No one dared bump into Astrid or give her a look as she stormed through the castle. Her face red with anger and a permanent snarl formed on her face. She was furious.

No.

She was beyond furious.

Unfortunately for Fred, he was sat on the coach with George and Lee as Astrid stomped into the common room.

"Hey As-"

"Lee please don't talk." she told him sternly.

"Fred. Upstairs. Now." she practically growled.

"Fucking hell Freddie. What-"

"No times for questions George. I need to talk to your fucking load mouth brother. Now!"

The eldest twin's brown eyes widen, realising how angry the Lupin girl was. He knew not to mess with her. The last time she was this angry with him was when she tried to prank her in their second year.

Fred walked up to the boy's dorm quickly. However Astrid stayed behind.

"If Fred screams in pain. You didn't hear anything."

Both boys agreed in an instant.

Once she reached the dorm, she saw Fred nervously bouncing his leg up and down as he sat at the bottom of his bed.

"Why the fuck would you tell the Hufflepuff bitch about my condition!"

Fred's face contorted to a look a confusion.

"W- what?"

"She came up to me! She called me a mutt. A FUCKING MUTT! Your the only one who could've told her! Fred... Why would you do that?"

"Ari... I swear on my life I wouldn't dare say anything about your condition."

"How does she know then? I want to be able to trust you but..."

"But what Ari? You come to me. Blaming me?" he chuckled dryly. "You- you don't understand."

Astrid laughed.

"I don't understand? I have spent my whole life scared about what people think of me. I have spent every second thinking I'm a monster. A mutt. Clearly unworthy of everything. I'm a danger. I could hurt someone. Kill even- every full moon. I change into this- this beast. I'm surprised I've never injured Angie. I'm fact, I don't know how I've never hurt anyone. Except for myself obviously. As you can see." She pulled down her shirt far enough to see the scar on her neck. "I've got these awful, awful scars all over me. I try to hide them, but it's so difficult."

"Is it really that bad if everyone finds out?"

"Fred! You're unbelievable. I'll be outcasted. People will be scared of me. Other students will be terrified. Parents will complain and I won't be able to go to school anymore. I'll be outcasted from the whole Wizarding Community! I know you don't belive in the pure blood ideology, but you are still a pureblood. You are still safe."

She sighed.

"So I'll ask you. Did you or did you not tell Rosier about me being a werewolf?"

"No." He said truthfully.

"I really hope you never."

"Jones could've told her. I've seen the two hanging round together more." Fred informed.

"I'll keep an eye out." she sighed as she went to leave the room.

Before she could re-enter the common room, Fred stopped her, placing a hand on her back.

Astrid flinched from the sudden contact.

The red haired boy frowned and furrowed his bored, but didn't dare to say anything - much to Astrid's pleasure.

"You know I would never tell anyone, right?"

"I hope you wouldn't..."

"Ari..."

"I'll talk to you later Fred."

And without another work, she walked out of the dorm, her curly hair bouncing behind her as she did.

"What was that about?"

"Lee, I don't want to talk about it." she replied. "I want to talk to Angie."

"She's in your dorm A."

"Thanks George."