I was born on October 12, 1967. I had two wizarding parents, which meant I was a pure blood. But that never mattered much to me. I had two best friends Timmy and Tommy. They were the local twins who liked to cause trouble From setting of dungbombs in the village stores to throwing invisibility cloaks over peoples heads as they were walking down the street. I was a happy kid who never really got into much trouble until one fateful night when I was 10I walked down the path, my two friends side by side. We had just come in from a day of quidditch practicing in the clearing in the forest. We talked as we went along
"That was some score you made Remus" said Timmy
"Yeah the best one I've ever seen" chimed in Tommy.
We continued down the road, as it got dark. We reached the edge of the forest when I noticed a strange silence on either side of me. The twins had suddenly become silent with fear and looking up I could see why. Inches above me stood a werewolf. Timmy and tommy were frozen in place. I didn't know what to do, so I just said run and we all did. The werewolf ran after us with impressing speed, getting closer to us every second. I was getting tiered and was slowing down. The twins started yelling at me to speed up. But for the life of him I couldn't. I collapsed.
I woke up what seemed to be hours later and discovered that I couldn't move my right leg. I looked over at it and noticed that it was quite green and purple. I tried to get up using my good leg but I couldn't do that either. I sat there helpless and defenseless. I didn't have a wand and my broomstick was torn to pieces to the right of me.
Suddenly a man appeared out of the brush. "Oh my, oh my. You helpless and defenseless... oh no what have I done?"The man wept for quite some time and I left him alone.
Then finally I cleared my throat and said "what exactly have you done?"
The man finally bought to reality responded "well, well, I was the werewolf last night" he cried some more "I couldn't control myself and I broke out of the cage I had locked my self in" he drew in a breath "I ...accidentally...um...bit you" he broke into a fresh batch of tears.
Meanwhile I was deciding how to respond. Finally I decided on cool and calm.
"So" I said carefully "you mean I'm a werewolf too now?"
"Yes" said the man.
I said in the same tone "why did you have to do this to me?"
"I just lost control. When you're a werewolf it doesn't matter who you bite just how many people will you bite."
I absorbed all of this. I was no longer human, I'd have to go through a painful transformation every full moon, I would have no friends, and most of all no Hogwarts" Hogwarts was the world's best school of magic and I'd been signed up since I was born. I was sure Dumbledore wouldn't let the likes of me in.
Finally I pointed at the swelling on my leg and said "can you heal that?"
'"Yes"
"Well then do it please because it really hurts"
The man helped me up and said he would walk me home, as this was all his fault. We soon got to the edge of the forest and to my house. We went up to knock on the door.
My mum dressed in black opened up the door. Her sad look did not last very long when she saw who was at the door.
My mum knew she probably looked very silly there looking up to the heavens muttering under her breath. When she regained her senses she thanked the man over and over again.
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Remus J. Lupin: A Biography
FanfictionA brief intro to our favourite werewolf. I have changed a bit of his origin story and added some of my own parts.