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Remus J. Lupin (slowburn_alpha) wrote in hogwarts_dawn,

It was impossible not to feel a sense of shared sympathy with Fenrir, despite the history the other werewolf knew nothing about. The face of Severus Snape the morning after Sirius sent him to the Shack flitted through Remus' mind. "I'm sorry they reacted that way. Fear was ingrained into our society, especially when it came to those with our condition. It makes people do awful things to protect themselves."

He let Fenrir talk, make his admission, without interrupting. In part, it was courtesy. But, in part it was also to give himself a chance to school his features. It didn't seem like Fenrir was too far away from becoming the werewolf who had turned Remus and, if there was anything Remus could do to prevent that happening, he would do it. When Fenrir looked up, Remus nodded. "Of course, I will. It's different, as an adult, trying to control those urges, than as a child. But, the techniques help. And the spells will help you sort out the sensory input. I wish I'd known them at school," he added with a laugh. "Teenagers with hormones in overdrive, potions ingredients, magical creatures, the boys' dorms...if there is such a place as Hell, it's being a werewolf in a school."

Growing serious again, he met Fenrir's gaze steadily. "It never goes away, that urge. I've worked very hard to maintain a calm, non-threatening demeanour. But, I'm always aware of those instincts in the back of my mind, the urges the curse nurtures. Still, it can be controlled. The only way you'll become that monster is if you let yourself. That's the first lesson my mother taught me. Just because it's there, it doesn't mean you have to listen to it. You always have the choice whether to act on the urges or not to. You also don't have to do it alone."