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[ant_carraway]

Anthony was not himself, and it was showing, it had been days, but it felt like years. His hair was out of place, his eyes blood shot, his clothes hung off of him as though he hadn't lept for weeks. He rubbed his pale face in his trembling hands. He hadn't dared write a letter to his parents, they would see through the shaky handwriting that

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[howlsoftly]

Remus knew immediately upon seeing the heap on the floor that Anthony was not well, and walked up to him carefully, as one does an injured animal when one isn't sure yet whether it'll bite.

"Anthony?" He knelt beside the boy, and put a hand on his shoulder cautiously. "You alright?

[ant_carraway]

Seeing Remus Anthony's whole body flared red, or rather, tried to. He had no energy, he knew it was useless to be mad at Remus now. His eyes watered and the hufflepuff looked away, not saying anything, closing his journal quickly incase Remus saw what he'd written.

[howlsoftly]

"Anthony... do you need to go to the Hospital Wing? I can walk you there... You really don't look well. Come on," he said softly, pulling gently at his shoulder to get him to look at him.

[ant_carraway]

"No one can help me...I'm dead..."

The worlds came out, and Anthony was surprised to hear them from a soft fragile voice which did not suit his own. "Can't live anymore..." he looked to Remus, "please...I'm not worth helping..."