InsaneJournal

It was probably the worst day Remus had in a while. Classes were miserable, his friends were no where to be found and now, to top it all off he had gotten kicked out of the library after a rather intense shouting match in the library, Thoughts of losing his Prefect badge followed him the whole way up to the dormitory, where he threw his things on the bed and collapsed in a heap. It was completely miserable. Of course he knew there was no way he would lose his badge over something this small, but the young Gryffindor had felt so out of control lately. Remus wasn't exactly a control freak, but all of this nonsense...he was losing himself.

And now, after browsing mindlessly through his journal, he saw the message from Dorcas he had been waiting for and dreading all at the same time. They needed to talk and sort this whole thing out. He needed to say how he felt without any firewhiskey in his system and hopefully save himself from this disaster of a situation. Sitting on his bed, he was trying to make it look as though he was casually reading a book. Thankfully the room was empty, probably because he had stormed in in such a rage, practically spitting in rage at his fellow 6th years. This wasn't exactly turning out to be one of Remus's best nights.