The girl, Louise Blanco [ Marauders Era Fan Fiction ]

The Genesis: Louise Meets Her Match

Kapitulo I

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man
You can't always get what you want

— The Rolling Stones

Remus Lupin became my tutor just because the professors suggested it'd be best for my grades, the state of it being in critical condition. Remus definitely has a condition, you couldn't excuse his scars and bruises as something he got from karate fighting with a wild feline or suddenly there's like a rain of shredded paper and that's where he got all those cuts from. My first suspicion of those bruises might be because of Blood Cancer but those bruises Lupin had, I was so convinced and I can feel it in my guts he got it from something else. Also, I took notice of the bruises initially from my first year which was Lupin's second and that meant for sure he had it for quite some time and if it were Cancer he'd probably be dead by now.

What brought me to my conclusion was that one time I was at the Ravenclaw rooftop terrace smoking a fag and up there you can see just about everything on the campus grounds even that violent tree they planted, the Whomping Willow. Everyone was prohibited going near that tree, try provoking it or even give it a little physical attention — it'll go barmy which reminds me of someone familiar that is completely unrelated.

On that evening, the sight that I find particularly amusing was Lupin and his imbecile friends strolling towards the Whomping Willow and I thought these tossers were going to get themselves killed with whatever antics they had under their sleeves but then I think not, it was even something crazier and illegal.

I was confused how Peter Pettigrew suddenly shrunk down, I was unsure what he transformed himself into and the moon sure was in its fullest form being bright and all but I still couldn't see a thing and then a little later I started to understand. Everything started sinking in when I spotted Sirius Black who appeared too excited starts turning himself into a black mongrel. Those bastards were furry animagis.

Padfoot and Wormtail, those were their nicknames. They should've went easy with Peter though, maybe calling him "Gus-Gus" Cinderella's pet rat. James and Remus on the other hand, they didn't transform into anything yet then I started connecting their nicknames with their animagus form. James was called Prongs and I started correlating it to an animal, but what even is a Prongs? then I remembered Sirius calling James "Rudolph" which means James is probably a deer. I think a stag is what you call a male deer. Please let me rephrase that. James is a stag.

Finally with Remus, they call him Moony. It wasn't an animal nickname but the answer to my question was quite literally above me. The moon. Why are they out during a full moon? Those bruises and cuts started making more sense to me and when the realization starts to stir and brew I only realized just then. Ah, poor Remus.

There we were in the library, it was quiet as the sound of scribbling, chairs creaking sets an ambience — I could fall asleep here. My eyes darted across the corner where the restricted section was and if any contents from those shelves can potentially destroy the race of mankind, why is it even there? I hope there wasn't some kind of sociopath who bumped into those category of books now plotting for cold-blooded murder.

"How are you doing with that essay?" Lupin snapped me out from distraction then I turned to him and yawned, "I think I would've been done with it just a minute ago if you did it for me." I said while tapping my pointer finger on the parchment. I don't like essays too much brain activity for it I would just go mad. "I'm your tutor not your ghostwriter." he pointed out while he was also doing his assignment. Fucking swot.

"You're not being helpful, Remus. I would've sack you if I could, you're not really doing a good job." I whined, shaking my head. I have this tendency to act like a total brat to those people who are patient with me.