Wolfstar✨

Chapter 5 - Sirius POV

First Year

It's been a couple of months since we started at Hogwarts, and every so often I see Remus sneaking out of the room. He thinks no-one notices, but I do.

I want to confront him about it, but I'm worried he's off with his girlfriend or something and I don't want to make things awkward between us. He's started making these lame excuses about his Mum being sick, but he never looks me in the eye when he says it, so I know he's lying. I could talk to James about it but I don't think he's noticed.

I don't know what to do, I've always been able to talk to Remus about these problems, but now I'm alone. I look out the window at the full moon shining bright in the cloudless sky. Whole, and alone.

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We're in the Great Hall at dinner. James is making a joke about Snivellus who is staring at Lily from across the room. I have my eyes on Remus, who hasn't eaten a thing since we got here. He mumbles something about going to the bathroom and races off, so I re-join the conversation.

"For the last time, I think of Severus as a friend and he thinks the same of me!" Lily yells.

I clearly haven't missed much.

After dinner, James, Peter and I are sitting in the common room, trying to get our Transfiguration homework as close as possible to the fire without burning it. I look out the window thinking about what Remus must be doing with his girlfriend. Ugh. I build up the courage to casually mention it to James and Peter, trying to hide the fact that it has been eating up inside of me for months.

"He's probably with his girlfriend," James jokes. I force a laugh and turn to Peter.

He goes on a rant about some unicorn conspiracy and I roll my eyes, but it gets me thinking about animals.

I go to the window once everyone is asleep and stare out at the forest. There is no way Peter's crazy rant had any sense in it. I sigh and look up at the moon, trying to ignore the empty feeling inside, knowing that Remus could be anywhere and I haven't got a clue.

I'm trying to sleep now, but my mind keeps going back to Remus, as it always does. I can't stand the thought of him out with his girlfriend, or his beautiful face kissing someone else. Everything about him is so unique. His scars, the way he awkwardly laughs, the lopsided way he walks when he has his bag on. The way he flinches at that password. He effortlessly insults Snape and doesn't seem to be afraid of the things that I am but still manages to freak out over a stupid test. He can stand closer to the Whomphing Willow than anyone else but when it comes to a History of Magic exam, it is way too scary. I giggle at the thought.

It's easily 2 am now and I look back at the window, I see the giant groundskeeper emerging from the forest and owls flying around. I see a poor bloke crawling back to the castle, probably drunk. I'm surprised he is alone. Wouldn't he be out with friends? Something about him seems familiar though - must have seen him around the Common Room. I finally start to drift off when I hear someone approaching the door. It's Remus. I whip around. My brain starts whirring and everything comes together. It may have been the way sleep effects my brain or just the clear signs I've been too ignorant to see, but it seems so obvious now... My friend is a freaking werewolf!

I can't stand to see Remus limping back to his bed and I try to hold back, I really do, but I need to help. I quietly jump up and put his arm around me, helping him walk back to his bed. He lets out a small gasp and looks at me. I give him a knowing look and he gives me the cutest little smile.

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