Full moon was four days ago. Same thing. Concussion, broken ribs, wound at head, and scratches. Mum won't stop crying. Dad's going through his phase. I'm in bed writing. Healers came over two days ago. No hope. Nothing. No Hope. It will keep on getting worse.
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The Journal of Remus Lupin
FanfictionThis is the journal of Remus Lupin. I have put a tongue tying hex on it, and have put a lot of other charms on it as well. Don't even try to read it (i'm talking to you, Black!) Shared by Teddy Lupin after reading his fathers journal. I have reinfor...
