Diary of a first year Ravenclaw werewolf, Marauder era.
written by Celestia
Muggle born Kaila arrives at Hogwarts. When she's bitten by a werewolf,she finds herself going to the womping willow every full moon. She finds herself tied up in the mischief, and romance, of the marauders.
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05/31/21
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The cloak
Chapter 5
18TH OCTOBER
Was it true? Was Remus actually a werewolf?
I'm stood out side the griffindor common room. The fat lady and I have been chatting for at least ten minutes now. She seemed happy to have someone to talk to, I've seen Griffindors ignore her just like they ignore me and Myrtle. The fat lady swung open and Remus appeared, Sirius and the two other boys from the hospital. 'Good morning, this is Peter,' he gestured to the short blonde boy beside. 'And this is James,' he gestured to the tall boy beside Sirius. He had black hair and glasses. James looked at me. He muttered my discription under his breath, 'Blonde, long hair. About Sirius' height. Hazel eyes...' he kept on listing. He eventually looked up. 'Hey, do you share a room with... can't remember. Wormtail? Do you remember the name of that ravenclaw I let borrow my cloak?' Peter shook his head. 'Moony? Padfoot? No? Ok. Well... there was a Ravenclaw who I let borrow my cloak of invi- actually, you don't get to know that.'
I rolled my eyes as James tried to ask me something about a cloak. I reached inside of my bag and pulled out a cloak of his discription. I looked at it. It was covered in dry blood and mud. James slowly took it out of my hands. '...Thanks?' James said as he looked at it. 'Looks like a werewolf.' Peter said. 'Yeah but no werewolf attends Hogwarts.' Sirius said. 'Unless...' James turned to look me. 'Hey hey hey,' I said, raising my hands in the air as Sirius pointed his wand at me. 'I didn't do anything, Remus is the one you should blame. His nickname is literally Moony. And not to mention he falls ill every month.' slowly Sirius pointed his wand at Remus. He stared at me with hate in his eyes. I mouthed 'sorry' to him. Sirius lowered his wand. 'They both have scratches though, it could be any of them.' James said, his glare switching between us.
No one said a word for the whole walk to the hall. I wanted to speak, but something felt of. I knew Remus was annoyed at me, but he had to forgive me sooner or later, right?
Was it true? Was Remus actually a werewolf?
I'm stood out side the griffindor common room. The fat lady and I have been chatting for at least ten minutes now. She seemed happy to have someone to talk to, I've seen Griffindors ignore her just like they ignore me and Myrtle. The fat lady swung open and Remus appeared, Sirius and the two other boys from the hospital. 'Good morning, this is Peter,' he gestured to the short blonde boy beside. 'And this is James,' he gestured to the tall boy beside Sirius. He had black hair and glasses. James looked at me. He muttered my discription under his breath, 'Blonde, long hair. About Sirius' height. Hazel eyes...' he kept on listing. He eventually looked up. 'Hey, do you share a room with... can't remember. Wormtail? Do you remember the name of that ravenclaw I let borrow my cloak?' Peter shook his head. 'Moony? Padfoot? No? Ok. Well... there was a Ravenclaw who I let borrow my cloak of invi- actually, you don't get to know that.'
I rolled my eyes as James tried to ask me something about a cloak. I reached inside of my bag and pulled out a cloak of his discription. I looked at it. It was covered in dry blood and mud. James slowly took it out of my hands. '...Thanks?' James said as he looked at it. 'Looks like a werewolf.' Peter said. 'Yeah but no werewolf attends Hogwarts.' Sirius said. 'Unless...' James turned to look me. 'Hey hey hey,' I said, raising my hands in the air as Sirius pointed his wand at me. 'I didn't do anything, Remus is the one you should blame. His nickname is literally Moony. And not to mention he falls ill every month.' slowly Sirius pointed his wand at Remus. He stared at me with hate in his eyes. I mouthed 'sorry' to him. Sirius lowered his wand. 'They both have scratches though, it could be any of them.' James said, his glare switching between us.
No one said a word for the whole walk to the hall. I wanted to speak, but something felt of. I knew Remus was annoyed at me, but he had to forgive me sooner or later, right?
