"Ah. Well. Heres the thing. Remember when you told us you were a werewolf?
Upon hearing those words, Remus froze. No. Not this. It was finally happening. His friends were finally realising that he was a monster. He was sure of it. James was going to...
Slowly, Remus manoeuvred to sit on the bed, a bit further away than James had gestured at. He didn't look at James, but at the bag of chocolate that he was twisting in his hands. Finally, struggling to breathe, he nodded.