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"Ah, Harry," Remus Lupin folded his hands to rest down on his desk, brown eyes weary with the burden of what he had to tell him, "I'm afraid that young Miss Granger is correct. I am a werewolf."

Harry recoiled in both fear and disgust, anger flaring as his trust for his professor crumbled away underneath his clenched fists. "What?! Are you fucking serious?!"

Lupin's eyes closed just briefly in thought as he nodded slightly. "Yes, that too."
(Aruu does not put all her trust in root vegetables., Sat 7 Mar 2009, 17:13, 2 replies)

Gets
a click.

I'm going to steal that one.

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Sat 7 Mar 2009, 23:06, closed)

Possibly
Part of me thinks you've read an extremely bad fan-fic called "My Immortal" by some retarded "goth" girl
(Maccy Divided by 0 on, Sun 8 Mar 2009, 18:59, closed)