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"I've got a question." I spoke to him.

"... Sure, go ahead? " Remus replied. Sounded more like a question, though.

"Are you a werewolf?"

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Everything just slowed down. I don't know what happened, but the world slowed. Her words came out slow. But then it just went really quick. My breathing became irregular, coming in with  long and short puffs. 

I tried to calm myself, and I'm proud to day I did. My words came out shaky and stuttered.

"Y-yeah.  I-I am a werewolf." I said, looking down.

I was scared. I was scared, she was going to tell everyone, I was a werewolf. She was going to hate me. 

The First person never to question my scars was going to hate me.

I better make a run for it. But where? 

A sudden light shone in my eyes, even if I was looking down. Ok, why is she being so quiet? Normally, people would be screaming, right now. I guess she isn't normal, then. Yay, one more not normal human. Note the sarcasm. 

I looked to up and to the right and saw an opportunity. An opportunity of escape.

The windows.

I could jump on the table and jump out. Yeah, sounds easy enough. I think.

Its time to hatch my brilliant plan to escape from supposed persecution for being a werewolf.

I jumped on the table, but unfortunately the girl, I think her name was Krystal, shrieked and grabbed me so I couldn't actually do the actual escaping part of my plan. 

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked me.

"I'm running away." I stated bluntly, wasn't that obvious.

"I know that." She rolled her eyes at me.

"Then why ask me what I'm doing? You don't make sense."

"Ugh, I meant why are you running away?"

I looked down. Shouldn't she know. Shouldn't she know how my kind are treated. How werewolves are treated.

"Aren't you scared? I just told what I am, a monster. Shouldn't you be screaming, yelling at me?"

(Not me about to start writing in my weird old way of writing.)

She let go of my arm, but gave me a look that clearly said 'Try to run away again, and you will regret it'. So of course, I stayed put.

"Soooo, why d'you stop me?" I broke the silence by asking the burning question.

She hesitated, but still said her answer.

"Well, I wanted company that wasn't my brother and you're the first person I've met who's just like me. " she said as if were the most obvious thing in the world. What did she mean I was just like her. It made no sense. Unlessss...

"Wait. Hold up, you saying you're a - " 

BANG! 

A loud noise cut off my sentence. Preventing me from confirming my realisation. LET ME SPEAK AT THE RIGHT TIME, STUPID  EXISTING PEOPLE!!!!! 

The sound of laughter and snickering joined the BANG, it sounded like two voices. The sound of two voices, laughing, along with quick footsteps. Forget it, the footsteps were running. Running straight toward mine and Krystal's compartment.

"So you're saying your like me?" I got a nod as a response.

"You turn into a wolf once a month?" Another nod.

I nodded and with a smile I asked  " So you're a wer-  OW!" 

Krystal had kicked my shin and now it was throbbing with pain. I'm probably going to have a bruise and a limp. Very nice for my first day at Hogwarts.

"Yes, idiot.  Shut up. Someone's coming."

I was tempted to ask how she knew but I was probably going to get no answer for

Someone was indeed coming. How do I know?

 The compartment door opened with a loud bang. It was pretty obvious.

Then my ears exploded because some genius yelled " KRYSTAAAAAALLL!!!!!!"  when Krystal was within five feet of them. 

The person who yelled jumped on Krystal and all I thought was 'Ouch'. There was another boy standing in the doorway, he just dropped himself down on the seat near the door and said "I'm Sirius." like that was the most important thing in the world. 

"Remus." Was all I said in reply. By now, the other boy had been pushed into the seat opposite Sirius and Krystal looked as if she wanted to throw him somewhere and watch him scream as she did it. She somehow got an apology out of him, just by giving him a glare. This must the brother she mentioned.






Yay, more people.



I'm back from the dead. 



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