You Never Did Mention the Madness Within|Wolfstar|

Acceptance letter(Chapter one)

     The time was 10:16 pm when young Remus Lupin awoke from the sound of his owl, Jasper, dropping a letter onto his desk. On the front "Hogwarts" was embroidered with a large red font and was tied together with a string. Remus jumped off his bed and ran over to his desk and gently opened the envelope. He then took the parchment out and jumped onto his bed in a criss cross position.

     Presented to R. J. Lupin

     We are pleased to inform you that there is a spot for you at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please buy the selected books from the list bellow.

     Sincerely, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore

     He sat there on his bed for a few moments, awestruck. For he never believed that he would be accepted into Hogwarts, considering the fact that he had an "illness" that could be fatal to other students. He was in denial, he couldn't bring himself up to the fact that he got accepted. He could never imagine why they would want a student like him. Why in the world would they even accept him for the monster he is? Did they actually see something in him besides his most major flaw? No, he wouldn't believe it.

     Remus ran down the creaky staircase leading to the living room of his home, and there he saw his mom laying down on the couch, lighting her cigar. He tried to pretend that he wasn't worried at all, but his mom seemed to notice.

     "What's the matter, dear?" She asked in a concerned demeanor, seeing the anxious look on his face.

     "I got accepted into Hogwarts.." he replied with a distraught expression.

     "Well that's wonderful hun, isn't it?" She said, slightly confused.

     She then saw his gloomy eyes drift off to the scar on his arm. "Oh, Remus," she said, now knowing why he had such a worried look on his face. She dropped her cigar into the cigarette bowl, bringing him into a heartfelt hug. It took her a few moments but she finally said something, "They see you for your intelligent mind you have dear, not for the mind you have in the moonlight."

"But what if I hurt somebody by accident!" His eyes pleading for an answer. She gently stood up on the old, creaky sofa and looked him in the eyes.

She continued to stare at him for a moments more than finally replied, "Remus, you have to listen to me, they must have found a way to make it work out, they wouldn't invited you if they haven't." She touched the scar on his arm and continued, every word she spoke was gentle and meaningful, "Our scars don't make us who we are, wether inside or out."

He didn't reply but just stood there in silence with an uneasy expression, trying to avoid further conversation. A voice rang in his mind, who would want somebody like you, Remus, at their school? You're a filthy monster for goodness sake and good for nothing. Bet you'd bite off the heads off half the population at hogwarts! The voice just made him feel worse, a lot worse, as if he was melting into a puddle of fear, guilt, and worry.

His mom finally broke the silence, "Listen, it's late and you're tired, you need some rest." He smiled uneasily trying to hide his emotions and walked up the stairs with his mother by his side.

     They said their good nights and Remus curled himself up into a ball on his bed. You're a monster, you're a monster, you're a monster Remus! Yes I'm a monster, that's certainly what I am. Nobody could change his mind, not even the smartest wizard in the world could. He shouldn't be allowed to go to Hogwarts, he couldn't even imagine why Dumbledore accepted him! There's probably another R. J. Lupin out there! There has to be! No kid was bitten at age five by a werewolf and had to deal with the pain of their father leaving them, so why did he have to? Why does he have to live a life that no other kid does? Why does he have to become a monster on every full moon? Why? Why him? Jasper flew to where the spot he was laying on his bed and gently nuzzled his cheek against the scar on Remus' face. He grimaced slightly but let Jasper do it anyways. For Remus was never fond of his scar, and whenever he just felt the slightest of pain from it it shook him. Even with Jasper's affection he still felt awful, I really am a monster.