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Sep 06, 2006 15:56

Remus wandered morosely down to the Hospital Wing shortly before dinner, only to be scolded for not coming shortly after breakfast, as he was supposed to. A brief argument ensued over whether or not Remus' life was more important than O.W.L.s, in which he quickly deferred to Madame Pomfrey because she got out her wand ( Read more... )

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ratboy_peter September 7 2006, 06:43:49 UTC
As always for three boys, atleast one night of the month they all huddled together in the common room, it was past curfew, they should be asleep, they should be doing homework--they should be talking atleast. But none of them could talk.

It was always the way when it came to full moon.

Peter's role was to sit curled up in the armchair, trying to block out the fact Remus was in alot of pain somewhere on the school grounds...

His thoughts came to Remus and Snape again, did Snape know Remus was a werewolf? If he did was he as worried as the marauding trio that were left to know one of their members one of the members of the group--in all honesty, in Peter's oppinion the better friend of the three--left in agony barely a mile away?

Peter tucked his head further into his knees and tried to block out such terrifying thoughts.

"He'll be back in the morning...we'll help him into bed...we'll comfort him in the morning and give him notes from class if he's in the hospital wing...just like we always do ( ... )

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howlsoftly September 7 2006, 17:13:36 UTC
Remus stumbled back into the dormitory shortly after dawn, limping heavily.

"Pete," he mumbled, "Why're you awake?"

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ratboy_peter September 8 2006, 07:56:15 UTC
Peter held back a cry, James and Sirius had fallen asleep, they had had a tiring day, he didn't blame them either, Peter rushed over, "let me help" he said suddenly saying something.

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howlsoftly September 8 2006, 15:59:02 UTC
"Ohdearsweet Merlin--Get off," Remus yelped, jerking away and hobbling to his bed before collapsing heavily. He paused, trying to remember to breathe again.

"Ow. Okay, Peter, um. Please don't help me." He sighed. "I'm sorry, I am, but you have no idea what's wrong or how to fix it.

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