Sister of black (Harry potter marauders era)

39. First time nerves

As I went to my lessons the next day, I couldn't help but notice that most of the teachers gave me a pitiful looks. Far from being touched by their pity I actually found it annoying.
"Who can tell me what a bezoar is?" Slughorn said on Wednesday, I raised my hand immediately. "Yes, Lyra," he said, staring at me as if I had just given him grave news.
"It's a stone, found in the stomach of a goat and it will protect from most common poisons," I recited.
"20 points to Gryffindor, well down, Lyra," he smiled sadly at me, I grinned back and he seemed startled but carried on with the lesson.
"I wonder how many points you'll get from pity," James whispered in my ear, I smirked and nodded, Slughorn looked at me but didn't tell me off for talking. When he looked away James elbowed me and pointed at Slughorn.

"Sorry I'm late, Professor," I said after I missed ten minutes of transfiguration.
"No matter, Black," Mcgonagal said, "sit down." I sat down next to Remus and she stared at me as though I'd just confessed to owning a three-headed pig. It also bothered me that teachers were always startled when I sat next to Remus, this was probably because they knew he bit me, but they always let us get away with talking.

"You're enjoying this too much," Lily said at breakfast two weeks after the accident.
"Yeah, I know, but it's kinda fun," I replied, "all the teachers treat me like I'm some sort of traffic hero."
"You were ten minutes late to transfiguration because you were selling fireworks to some Ravenclaws and you didn't get punished," she said, half amused and had disapproving.
"Yeah, well sometimes it's a bit annoying in muggle studies Quirrell held me back to tell me some information on werewolves," I said eating some bacon.
"Then why don't you tell them you're ok?" She said, I shrugged and stabbed my bacon. The next two weeks passed quickly, all the teachers had started to return to normal, I had gotten 10 points from Gryffindor for throwing a exploding egg in transfiguration.

Now the full moon was approaching and the teachers were back to pitying me. However, I did notice that I was becoming more tired as the full moon approached, the others had noticed too and they started to worry.
"I mean, you're acting like Moony," Sirius said at breakfast on Tuesday morning.
"I'm fine," I said, pushing my bacon round my plate, "totally fine."
"You are not," Lily said, "you're pale and tired."
"Well I feel fine," I lied, I did feel extremely tired and slightly ill.
"Just leave her alone," Remus said, he was annoyed at the constant argument and nervous at what he might've done to me.
"Like, you can say anything," Sirius spat at Remus.
"Don't have ago at him," I said.
"If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be in this mess," Sirius said.
"It's not his fault," I said.
"Well, yeah, but-"
"I'm going to the library," Remus said standing up, we all looked at him as he walked out of the hall.
"Now look what you've done," I said savagely.
"It wasn't me," Sirius complained.
"Stop arguing!" Lily said slamming down her hands on the table. "It's not his fault and arguing about it isn't going to solve anything."
"I'm going to muggle studies," I said standing up and leaving. I walked out the hall and headed for the muggle studies classroom. I waited outside the classroom until Professor Quirrell let me in early, I took a seat at the back of the class, opened my book and started to read about muggle science. To my surprise, Remus was the first to walk in, he still looked annoyed but he looked round, saw me and sat down next to me. Professors Quirrell looked up at us, smiled then looked back at his papers. The class passed quickly, me and Remus talked through the lesson and at the end we went straight to the common room.

"I'm fine Remus," I snapped. It was the night before the full moon and I was irritable and tired.
"You don't look it," he said, "I'm sorry."
"Stop saying you're sorry," I said, "you didn't do anything." He nodded and carried on with his star chart. We worked in silence, I scribbled notes about poisons and I became more annoyed every time I got a fact wrong, my tired brain not up to its usual standard.
"I'm going to bed," I said slamming my book shut.
"Ok, be sure to take the potion," he said crossing out a star.
"Mars isn't next to Venus," I said pointing at his chart.
"Oh, yeah thanks," he said correcting his mistake. I went up to my dormitory, everyone was asleep so I drank a potion for less worried sleep, got changed then slipped into bed. I didn't dream about anything much, but when I woke up it was worse than a bad dream.