I Care...(A Remus Lupin Lovestory)

Chapter 1- A promise

  To Anyone who cares to know about my pain and suffering: 

I'm Diamond Aura Williams. I'm 14. Last year, I ran away from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Voldemort was still at large then, so it definitely wasn't the best or safest idea in the world. At the time however, Voldemort was the least of my worries.  I was relentlessly bullied at Hogwarts, to the point I tried to commit suicide multiple times. The students at Hogwarts would make fun of me just because I was different. 

 You see, I'm a shapeshifter . Shifters are like matamorphmagi in that they are born- not made.  However, unlike a metamorphmagus, shifters can transform into literally any living thing, so long as they know what the thing they are turning into looks like. If I wanted to be a tree, I could be a tree. I cannot turn into something like a rock, nor would I ever want to.

  Whoever is reading this, you probably don't care much about what I am telling you right now, but I want someone to know my story, in case I am never heard from again. In case the man who killed my parents finds me and I meet the same fate. Now, let me begin~

  I sat underneath a willow tree, staring through it's leaves. Excluding me, every witch and wizard was celebrating right now. Just two days ago, the Dark Lord was defeated, but he killed a boy's family in the process. Then yesterday, according to the Daily Prophet, Sirius Black killed his friend and a whole bunch of muggles with one spell. A complete lie. I saw what really happened.

Black confronted a man in an alleyway about betraying Lily and James, who I think where that one  boy's parents. Then the man created a sort of illusion and it looked like he confronted Black instead. I moved past the area that was being affected by the magic just as the street behind me exploded. As it did, I saw the man transform into a rat and run into the gutter. Sirius Black was later captured by the ministry and sent to Azkaban. While I, instead of clearing it up with them, ran away out of fear. 

This morning, I actually  went to the ministry to speak to Fudge about what really happened. He waved me off as some delusional kid, and then questioned why I wasn't at Hogwarts. Fudge actually called Headmaster Dumbledore and asked him to come and get me. I ran away before he arrived.

 I ran my hand through my brown hair. If only I were braver, then an innocent man might not be in prison. I might still be at Hogwarts. I might even have friends. But I wasn't brave. Even though the sorting hat put me in Gryffindor, I wasn't brave. I'm a coward.

My eyes closed as I listened to the rhythm of the leaves rustling. My breathing slowed a bit, and I started to fall asleep. The sleep didn't last long though, because I was woken by a noise someone normally couldn't hear from a great distance away. For a minute I thought I was hearing things. But then I heard it again. It was a sob. Somebody was crying. I opened my eyes and sat up. Why was somebody crying? I scanned the area. My eyes rested on a man, standing on the outside of the bridge that went across the Thames. I think this one was the Albert bridge.  

He's going to jump! Why isn't anyone stopping for him? I may be rather cowardly, but I couldn't let someone commit suicide. At one point during my year at Hogwarts I realized suicide wouldn't end your pain. 

I bolted towards him. I balanced on the outer side of the bridge to avoid the heavy traffic. Looking down at the water below, I noticed that the Thames was dangerously low at the moment. The overall river was deep, but much shallower than usual. You know how at pools they have the no diving signs for the areas of the pool that are under nine feet? This situation was like that. The water was definitely above 9 feet, but with the rocks and other things at the bottom of the Thames...

  "Wait! Stop!" I called. The man either didn't hear me or didn't care. Most likely the latter. He looked in my direction sadly before he took a step off of the bridge. I reached him just as he started plummeting towards the water. I tried to grab for him, but the man was falling too fast. I cringed as I heard a splash. I was going to have to go in after him. I just hoped it was not too late.