12. You're Special

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I could hear voices but couldn't make out what they were saying. I should really get to the forest because I didn't want to hurt anyone but it's not every day you come across a hole in a tree that leads to a shack. stood up but that was a bad idea. I made too much noise. The talking got quiet and it soon became inaudible. I needed to get out of there as soon as possible. I turned around to get out until I heard a voice loud and clear. "HEY! SHOW YOURSELF YOU, YOU-" as soon as I showed my face, he stopped. "it's not every day you find a dog, deer, and rat walk into a tree," I say breaking the long and awkward silence. "I'm a stag," James said with a smile. I giggled at his remark feeling my cheeks get warm. "I'm the rat and Sirius is the dog," Peter remarked. Sirius stepped on his foot making peter wimp in pain. Sirius' cheeks turned a delicate pink causing him to turn away. "What are you doing out of class anyway?" Peter continued. I could hear the pain in his voice. "Well, that's none of your business, is it? but I was headed to the forest," I say beginning to look around. I was in a shack looking place. All four of them were there which was weird because I only saw three go in but I decided not to question it. "So, you're all animagi? except, what are you?" Say pointing to Remus."You caught me." he said with a giggle."You're just gonna tell her?" Sirius said as if I weren't here. "I trust her." is all Remus said causing me to smile softly. "Well, that's great but I'm gonna walk her out before you spill your guts," James said. He grabbed my upper arm and escorted me out. I wrestle myself out of his harsh grip and continue to walk with him. "What was that some sort of secret cult meeting," I say sarcastically."You know Sirius really likes you," he says ignoring my question. He kept looking towards the trees and didn't make eye contact with me. "That's bizarre, he seems like he hates me," I say continuing to look at my feet. "That's the thing, he's never ever this tense. at first, I thought it was his family but he's only like that when we're talking about you or when we're around you." he finally looked at me. his pretty hazel eyes and he looked at my brown ones. "Why are you talking about me, James?" I stopped walking and looked at him with a stern look. I guess my cold side wasn't too cold because he giggles at me."Because you're beautiful, why wouldn't we talk about you?" all I could do was blush and keep walking. The rest of the way was silent besides the cracking of the ground every step we took. James took a deep breath and spoke again. "Well, we're here," he said. He began to walk away. "James," I say making him turn on his heels to face me. "I trust you not to tell anyone when I tell you this," I say. He sits down next to me and nods for me to go on. "I'm not like other girls," I say looking down at my feet."I know, you're special," he interjected. "What?" I say looking up at his hazel eyes once more. "Lovey, I know a werewolf when I see one, I mean for god's sake one of best friends is one so-" he covered his mouth with his palm as though he had said too much. "Remus?" I say. he shook his head and got up from the log we were sitting on still covering his mouth. "I knew it!" I say smiling. "I shouldn't have told you,"  he said shaking his head. "no no, its oka-"

"NO it's not Lovey, YOUR brother bit him, HES like that because of YOUR blood." my smile faded.

"How do you know about my brother?" I say with rage.

"oh please he's the most disgusting creature." he glared at me. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were one of them. " he spits.

"Stop please." I could feel the werewolf coming out of me. 

"What is your entire family like him? And to think Remus trusted you," he yelled. 

"DON'T talk about my family," I yelled standing up. my fist was clenched. I reached for my wand until I felt a pit in my stomach. I looked up and the moon was as full as it could ever be. My teeth became sore and my legs became tense.

"Oh shit," James said before turning into a stag and running back to the tree.


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