Sarah plucked the chart from the outside of the exam room door and glanced first at the description of the injury that had been scribbled in by the medi-witch. It seemed as though the patient was suffering from a series of deep wounds on his arm and other assorted scrapes and cuts. Her eye fell on the patient's name just before it fell on the actual patient himself. Sarah had but a fleeting moment to wonder why it was that people she knew always seemed to wind up in her exam room before she heard herself blurting out his name with surprise. "Professor Lupin?!"
Sarah had been a fifth year when he'd been teaching at Hogwarts, and though DADA had never been one of her favorite classes, she recalled enjoying his lessons in the subject more than anyone else's. There had been a lot of gossip swirling around his reasons for leaving, and Sarah remembered hearing whispers that he'd been revealed to be a werewolf. In her experiences though, he'd always been an exceptionally good teacher and a kind man, so she smiled warmly at him as she spoke again. "Professor, I wish we could have met again under better circumstances."