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1st August 1971
It was a few days before the next full moon. Pain already filled my whole body. It was a common feeling, a feeling that gave me some reassurance. Im not a monster, not yet. This is why I welcomed this feeling each month.
I live with my foster family since i’m 6 years old, my dad got into prison after he tried to kill the quy who bit me at the age of 5 and my mom couldn't deal with the pain. So i endet up in the foster system, with this absolute horrible family.
Im sitting in the little dark room again, they say its big enough, that i at least don't waste space this way, but we all know that it's way too small.
This women, Madam Pomfrey, almost loses her mind each time she sees it. I honestly don't know who she is or why she comes to check on me each day after full moon, but i won't complain. She is way more friendly than all the other pople i know, she actually cares for my well being, for whatever reason and she even brings me chocolate some times. She always says "here, eat this…it’ll make you feel better" and maybe it was some weird mind trick, but the chocolate actually helped.
So i'm sitting in this room, trying to read the small letters on the magazine, i bought in secret after school. My 'parents' gave me some money for lunch but i wasn't hungry so i had 5 dollar to spend. I had to hide the magazine from them, but finally in my room, i can read it. I really tried my best to read the small black words but it was way to dark in here without a window, a lamp or a light bulb. So i laid back down, it was the only, really comfortable, position, i could do in here. Sometimes i can hear the record player, that was sitting in the living room. Right now it played 'Starman' over and over. I’ve heard it so many times and it still scratched my brain just perfectly. As I heard the doorbell, the song stopped roughly, then i heard loud footsteps. I open the door to my room a little to see who stands at our entrance. My Mother opens the door with an irritated look. It's some weird looking man, he got long, almost silvery hair with a long beard too. He wears a blue coat with little golden moons and stars on it. His smile looks friendly as he says: "Is Remus home? Remus Lupin?" My 'mother' looks taken aback: "Uhm...yea, he is. But who are you?" "Oh i'm sorry, i should have introduced myself first. My name is Albus Dumbledore" He extends his hand "I'm the Headmaster of Hogwarts, it's a private school, espaically for 'problamatic kids and teenager'. I heard about Remus over the foster system and wanted to offer him a Scholarship"