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I am so stupid. Extraordinarily stupid. Why did I listen to him? Why did I have to go see what they were doing? Why didn't it occur to me that it was a full moon.
Well, I was right. Lupin's a werewolf.
Why did he have to save me? Why did he have to save me? Of all people? Perfect fucking James Potter. What a hero.
And he saved me.
Which means, I'm in his debt.
So anything negative I feel for him is going to be infused with guilt, because, hey, he saved my life.
Fucking bastard!
Why can't he just let me hate him in peace?
And now I'm in the hospital wing and I don't know what to do with myself because I'm not actually injured. I'm just waiting for Dumbledore to come and talk to me. Highly important conversation, that. "Hi. Yeah, sorry you almost got killed. Probably not much we can do. Don't tell anyone. Not like you would anyways, because Potter would kill you."
Ten sickles says it takes an hour to have that conversation.
Damn it, I lost my wand.
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The hospital wing really is terribly boring.