the Slytherins

13.

Grayson lupin-1st year

its dinner time on the day of the full moon. Remus looks heavily agitated, as most people would be if all the bones in your body were going to break so that you can be stuck in a tiny shed like thing. He's fidgeting and he's not eating, its unlike Remus to not eat. Remus has always had a healthy relationship with food unlike me, he usually eats to much Tho, but I think that's the wolf.

i get up from my seat next to Barty, I walk over to the Gryffindor table.me and Remus haven't talked since Christmas and I'm getting worried. 

i tap his shoulder it seems that he was in a trance of some sort. ''Remus you have to eat, its more dangerous if you don't eat'' i whisper to him so that i don't draw attention to myself, but being a Slytherin at the Gryffindor table does draw attention.

''yes, I know Grayson, I have been doing this since I was 5.''remus says annoyed.

what got his wand in a twist?

''usually when i eat i put the fork on the food and put it in my mouth, you have interesting way of eating, by moving it around on your plate '' i  say sarcastically. ''piss off'' he mutters. what has this wolf done to my kind, sweater wearing, dorky brother. ''eat or ill force feed you.'' i say officially pissed off. 

''taking notes out of mom's book now are you.'' he says.

my body tenses

Remus doesn't mean that. He would never purposely say that I was anything like our parents he would never mean it.

''I know you don't mean that and that your agitated so I'm going to ignore it. but eat please'' i say as I'm about to walk off. ''I'm skipping one meal and you automatically think I'm going to turn out like you '' he scoffs. he needs to stop.

'' Remus stop before you say something you regret'' I warn.

I'm justifying my brother words because in about 4 hours his body's going to go thru some of the worse pain that a person could go thru. Remus has always been an angry kid, but he has never said something like that, it did hurt but it useless to make that known.

''pathetic'' he says under his breath but just loud enough for me to hear it. I don't know why I say what I'm about to but i do.

''who sounds like mom now'' i say regrettably. Remus lunges forwards and knocks me to the floor, I'm pinned automatically. his fist collides with my face. i have never expected in my life to be hit by my brother, my mother is expected but my brother. he knows and experiences everything that i did in that house so I don't know what came over him that he had the audacity to lay a hand on me.

the panic settles in and the position in which we are sat is all to familiar .i start thrashing my legs to get I'm off of me as soon as possible. in a matter of seconds that feel like hours ,Barty, Evan and regulus are behind me. James and Sirius have pulled Remus off of me and Evan is picking me up off the floor.

blood.

Remus has made me bleed.

my brother has made my nose and lip bleed.

Remus looks just as confused and scared as I do.

''guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree'' i shoot at him as Evan, Barty and regulus bring me too the madam Pomfrey.im happy i didn't get to see his reaction to that remark.

''what happened.''Reggie asks.

''my brothers a dick that's what happened'' I say, all three of them take this as a sign to not talk about it.

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after Madam Pomfrey told me that my nose was not Brocken and that the worst injury that i had was a cut on my lip she sent me out. i walk to the dorm and i see Evan and Barty playing chess on the floor and Reggie sitting on his bed writing poetry in his book. i walk over to reg. ''you writing sad boy poetry'' i ask. 

''it's not sad boy poetry it's the normal kind.'' 

''the normal kind?'' i ask.

he rolls his eyes at me and puts his book down.

''you guess excited for second year?'' Evan asks out of the blue. 

''eh,im excited to be a teenager'' i say. 

''same''Barty agrees as he won the games of chess with evan.

things feel a bit awkward because of what happened at dinner, but i hope that moonys ok and doesn't hurt Remus to badly. 

I lye down on my bed and stare at the ceiling, it takes approximately 10 minutes before Barty and regulus are arguing about what smells are good smells and what smells are bad smells. i turn my head and make eye contact. he looks just as annoyed as i do

this is my family tho so i have to deal with them