Growing on me Sirius x OC

5)The Tale of a Lonely Werewolf

This chapter is going to be a bit deep. it's going to give insight into remus lupin's life and a bit of info about Sirius. the writing style will be a bit different. I'm trying to experiment. My exams are going on and I'm going to take part in a student panel so I'm going to be busy for the next 2 weeks. I'll try to update though. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Remus

You might ask, why? Why was he so scared of people finding out about his condition? Why did he believe that it lowered his self-worth? Why did he let something that wasn't his fault control his life? To that he has no words. It's difficult to explain something that people will always be determined to decipher by themself. To him, people were and still are 2 dimensional. 

They either term him a filthy half-breed and see him as a creature from a different world or be unexplainably nice. But their kindness was never simply kindness. He could see the pity in their eyes. Call him ungrateful but he hated pity. He hated being 'poor young Remus'. 

So when he finally met people who cared for him and saw him as Remus who happens to be a werewolf and not a werewolf whose name is Remus, he didn't want to lose it. When he finally met people who were kind to him and took care of him without him asking, forgive him for not wanting to have it slip through his fingers.

He loved the feeling of being taken care of. He was always self-sufficient, and independent. This was the first time other people took up the role he had always taken.

Now you may ask, 

'But Remus, why didn't you stand up to them when they were being jerks?'  

 'But Remus why didn't you tell them off for being thick?'

Well to understand that you must understand his life.

Imagine being bitten by a werewolf at the age of 9. Imagine being told at that age that the future didn't matter because you wouldn't have one anyway. Imagine looking down on yourself simply because you were different. Imagine being scared of people finding out because you didn't want them to look at you differently.

When Remus finally found his people, he thought standing up to them would make them leave. The poor boy was well aware at the age of 11 that good people simply don't exist. Nobody is nice if there's nothing in it for them.

He never thought he would meet people who would prove him wrong. 

Whenever Remus Lupin was shown love he gave it back tenfold. When he joined the order, he met a group of people who were fighting for what they believed in.

 Being unapologetically different and fighting for a world where that wasn't a crime.

 He would be damned if he didn't fight with them.

 Ever since he was a child he didn't want his condition to define him. He knew that the probability of him being able to make it in a world that hated anyone different was microscopic. Which prompted him to throw himself into his studies with a vigor no one expected. So what if he didn't have a future, he would make one for himself.

It would all work out in the end, right?

wrong

That delusion was so fucking wrong.

But in the end, it worked out. Sure he lived a long, sad, lonely life but in his last years, he found peace. He reconnected with old friends, he met the boy who he treated more like a son than a student. He met a woman who loved him even though he was...him. he had a child who he wanted to give all the love in the world.