"It's not enough to know what's right unless I'm strong enough to do it."
Juliet's POV
"I remember," I said to Remus, who was looking as shocked and surprised as I did. And it was true, I remembered everything that had happened. I was with Fenrir and my mother inside this random beat-up house, and he was threatening me into being one of his pawns in his life-long goal. After I tried to resist him, he cast the Imperius Curse on me, and I immediately entered a state of bliss and calmness. It was as if all of my worries had slipped away, and I had nothing to fear. But yesterday while studying with Remus, that bliss suddenly vanished. And that one passage triggered me, making me feel like I knew something I wasn't supposed to know.
I have no idea what I'm going to tell Remus. I have no idea how he's going to react if or when he figures out that Fenrir, the one who cast the curse over me, is actually my brother, and the reason for his lycanthropy. I could lose one of my greatest friends, and I wasn't mentally prepared for that. So when Remus asked me who cast me under this curse, I lied.
"Jules! Jules are you alright? What's happening?" he said, clearing expressing a great deal of worry over me.
"I'm really not that sure. I only remember is that I was put under the curse by someone who wanted me to do their dirty work for them," I said, feeling absolutely terrible for lying to one of my closest friends.
"Do you know who cast it?" Remus asked, making sure he knew everything he could to help.
"Um," I hesitated, trying my best not to fully lie, but to bend the truth as much as I could, "I couldn't see their face, but I'm pretty sure it was a werewolf."
"Why do you think that?"
"Um, because I think that, um, whoever placed me under this curse wanted me to attack people and pass my lycanthropy down to them. I remember this because recently, despite that bliss and calmness I once had, I had been feeling the desire to attack and hurt for reasons I didn't know until now" I looked over at Remus, trying my best to read his facial expression. He looked sad and upset; I assumed it was because he was attacked for that very reason a long time ago, by Fenrir himself. He quickly shook himself out of it and asked me another question.
"Well, do you know for how long you've been under?" he said to me.
"Since the last full moon. That's why I came down in the morning in such a cheery mood."
"Oh yeah, I remember that," Remus said giving a little chuckle. It seemed for a moment that we could both sit back and have a laugh about my previous self for a moment, but we had to face the reality of me being under one of the most powerful curses known to man.
"Anyways we must tell someone Jules and stop it immediately!" Remus said, getting back to reality.
Right as he said that I knew that telling someone would only worsen the process. The school only knows that Remus is a werewolf, not me, therefore people on the staff would know, and would become one more step to figuring out who my real family is. And if this got out, my friends would look at me in a seriously different way. And most complicated of all, if Remus even found out that Fenrir, my own brother, caused him to be a werewolf for the rest of his life, our friendship would most likely become wrecked.
So yeah, It's probably not the best idea to tell anyone else that I'm a werewolf. And it's also probably not the best idea to tell one of my closest friends that my brother, who caused him to be a werewolf, was cursing me in order to populate a werewolf army.
And if Remus ever did find out that I was directly related to Fenrir Greyback, better yet a Greyback, I would want to crawl into a hole a die, or just sit there and avoid my problems until I had the courage to face them. Or just die in the hole, yeah.
"No no no no Remus, I can't tell anybody. I just can't." I said, hoping that he would understand where I was coming from.
"How come?" he said, clearly not as understanding as I thought he was going to me. At least he wasn't fighting me on this though, because if he told anyone, I think I would completely and utterly go bazerk.
I tried to help him understand by saying, "because the only person that I've told about my lycanthropy other than my parents, is you. I can't have anyone else knowing." he nodded.
"But then how on earth are you going to be able to fight this?" he asked. It seemed like he really cared, which made me feel grateful for a friend like him. And something in the pit of my stomach made me anxious, and I couldn't tell if it was after effects from the curse, or Remus.
"I, I don't know," I said, completely and utterly unsure of how I was going to be able to fight the urge to attack people on the night of the upcoming full moon.
"Look, Jules, I care about you a lot, and I'll do anything I can to help you, and if not telling anyone is what you want, I'll fully agree to that. As long as you'll be safe in the end," he said, tossing me a soft smile in the process. "How can I help?" Remus asked.
"Well, we need to figure out a way to help me resist what I've been cursed to do."
"And how do we do that?"
"I don't have a damn clue."
Word Count: 997
a/n: any predictions so far?
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𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 ❧ remus lupin
Adventure"Juliet, no one else can know that you're a Greyback." Juliet Fletcher. A normal girl, by the looks of it. Only the select few knew her identity of a werewolf and her true last name of Greyback. She succeeded in hiding a dark family past with a smil...
