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Who: Remus Lupin
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When: January 14th, early evening

[Remus sits on the floor in James' room, back against the bed, holding the communicator in one hand. The other is tangled in his hair; he pushes his hand through the tangled curls again and again throughout this little speech. Still, he smiles pleasantly enough. This first part is easy, after all.]

Right, hello. My name is Remus Lupin, I've been here a few months, and I've noticed a bit of a trend among those taken. There's quite a few of us with-- well, abilities, for lack of a better word. Abilities that most human beings don't have. They vary, of course, but-- it's an odd consistency. I've met more people with magic than I usually do in a year. Something to think on, perhaps.

In any case: even if it's a meaningless connection-- something that has no significance beyond sheer entertainment value-- I'd be interested to hear what everyone can do. Whether you call it magic or alchemy or even if it's-- god, I don't know, if you have a talent for juggling, I'd be interested. I want to know more about what kind of company I keep.

[His smile fades, now, and he hesitates visibly.]

For example, I, ah. I'm a wizard. Wand and all. I can do magic, which means anything from transfiguration to charms to knowing what plants to use to brew a good cold remedy. It's hardly infallible, but it's certainly useful. And, ah . . .

I'm a werewolf as well. The sort that only changes once a month. It's lasted here, but I seem to have control over it. I take quite a few precautions, so-- so it won't be a problem. I'm not the only werewolf here, nor the only other supernatural creature, but--

[He shrugs. His face is pale, now, the little scars standing out sharply against his skin-- but he forces himself to keep talking.]

I'm used to keeping it a secret at home. And I'm sure others are as well. So I suppose this is a . . . a way to let everyone know. Even if they don't want to tell anyone else, they know they're not alone.

[His mouth twists in a wry smirk.]

That, and I'm tired of keeping it a secret.

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Prat.

[But he's smiling-- nervous, yeah, hands shaking, face pale, but smiling nonetheless. Very gently he kicks James' knee.]

Can't I have one special thing to myself?

[Thank god for James bloody Potter.]

No.

[ but he allows the kick to his knee, and doesn't mention how remus looks like he's about to throw up all over his floor. instead, james carefully juggles his communicator from hand to hand. ]

If I went and did that, you'd be different.

[ and the entire purpose, really, is that remus is not so different from the rest of them ]

And I'm not, am I.

[He is. He'll always be. But perhaps not as much here. Perhaps it doesn't matter as much here. Remus scoots a little closer.]

Think it's going all right so far, yeah?

You're not.

[ as if talking about the weather, and james shrugs as he watches the messages pile in on his comm ]

Seems to be. Our world's always been a bit backwards compared to the rest, though.

So I've heard. They all keep harping on about wands.

[He says it a bit petulantly, but it's better to be sulky about that than let his nerves get the better of him.]

For god's sake, you'd think I was lugging around a tome of spells the way they go on about how inconvenient it is.

[ there's a snort of laughter. ]

Merlin himself would be rolling in his grave.

[ lord above ]

Lengthy incantations are complete bollocks, wands are much easier.

That's what I think, but god forbid I say so. I'm not about to argue with them, but honestly.

[He wrinkles his nose.]

Hopefully we can get yours back soon.

M'told I might get lucky and find it at at a waystation.

[ dryly, though james doesn't look particularly hopeful. ]

I've been getting by alright without it -- and it gives me a chance to practice wandless magic.

[ which is what he tells himself, quietly, as he's forever salty over it ]

You know you're always welcome to mine.

[James has used it before, of course, because they're friends, because he knows Remus won't mind-- but it bears repeating. Wands are highly personal things, but James is one of the few people Remus wouldn't mind.]

I know, but I can't rely on it.

[ not when it really matters, anyway. ]

Well. Perhaps we'll get good enough ratings that we'll earn it. Just be more interesting, Jamie.

'cause being an Animagus isn't enough?

[ SIGH, and james slumps back against the wall, exasperated. ]

I could put our ratings through the roof if I had a bloody broomstick.

Flying in space. Just when I thought the damn thing couldn't get worse, you find a way to make it so.

[FUCK FLYING.]

Isaac was asking if I could enchant a broom. Pity we can't.

Why wouldn't you want to fly in space?

[ it's a totally legitimate question ]

Do you want the short list or the long, Jamie? Because I can give you several reasons.

All of them lacking a sense of adventure, I'm sure.

If you get a broomstick and break your neck, on your head be it, Prongs, but remember you've only me for magical healing.

I have survived every Quidditch match with all of my bones mostly intact and not missing, thank you, Mother.

[ such long suffering here ]

Yes, but I'm not Madam Pomfrey, am I? You're going to end up smashing your nose and look awful when I'm the one who has to try and set it.

In order to smash my nose in, I'd have to fall off a broomstick.

[ absolutely

incredulous

at the thought ]

And? I've seen you play since second year, don't pretend you've never fallen off.

[Rarely, true, because James Potter is an excellent Quidditch player. But it's impossible to never fall off. Anyway, Remus has been to nearly all the stupid practices and games and spare hours spent flying around even when there was no reason, because that's what Marauders do. He and Pete would camp out in the stands, Peter with his binoculars, Remus with his homework, Sirius and James zipping above them.

In short: UNIMPRESSED BY THAT LIE.]

I've only ever fallen off when it was expressly not my fault.

[ like beaters doing their job, or dirty tactics, thank you!!! ]