Good day [OPEN!]

[Remus John Lupin]

So you don't want to hear about my good song?
And you don't want to hear about how I am getting on
With all the things that I can get done
The sun is in the sky and I am by my lonesome
So you don't want to hear about my good day?
You have better things to do than to hear me say
"God, it's been a lovely day! Everything is going my way -
I took out the trash today and I'm on fire...!"
Good Day - The Dresden Dolls

Remus loved arithmancy. No, really, he did. Today was extra nice, however, because everything had gone right today so far. He hadn't overslept, breakfast had been good (there had been porridge), Sirius had been in a good mood, he'd managed to lunch with Annelise (very, very pleasurable), he'd managed to do well in all today's classes so far, it was a new moon - and ending this day with arithmancy was even better.
Why, do you ask? Well, in an attempt to prepare them for next year, when they'd be studying by themselves more and attending less classes in person, professor Vector had decided to allow the class to do their own studying during the lesson, only answering questions and not explaining the chapter they were supposed to master this week. Some of the other students were clearly having trouble, as their hands frequently rose to ask for explanations, but Remus loved arithmancy - and he did so because it was so entirely logical. There were a few basic rules, a few basic exceptions, and apart from that it was a matter of learning everything by heart and applying it logically. If only life was more like that. Remus could do logic.

And so it was that Remus found himself done with his homework after twenty minutes. He glanced around the classroom for a moment, noticing the rest of the students seemed rather busy, still, and decided to revise his homework for a second time. Although he liked being done, he didn't want his classmates to notice. He knew they thought he was studious, and he didn't mind that much, but he didn't want them to notice him - today had been so good, he didn't want to end it with being in the spotlight for an entirely wrong reason.

[kira]

Arithmacy. It was a good class in all honesty, but she really just did not feel much in the mood at the moment. Not that her day was going horribly or anything, but she just seemed not in the mood for much of anything today. In the class itself the professor had left them alone for the most part, leaving them to learn the chapter alone with the exception of only questions they may have about said chapter. Kira had not raised her hand though, she did not need to. The subject was fairly simple if one thought about it logically. In fact the whole subject was quite logical in itself as well so this probably helped her excel even though she was not in the mood. Besides, it was mostly just history that she had a problem with anyway.

Her eyes had laid on the book for quite a while, pretending to read after she finished her work. She really was not, but it was good to look like she was doing something as opposed to just staring off into space stupidly. Every once in a while Kira would even turn the page to make her pretend reading look realistic, though her eyes never really scanned the pages or read any of the words. Her mind was almost completely somewhere else, only retaining enough remember to turn the page. She would not stay that way for long though, she always snapped out of it after a while. Like right now as the professor started walking past he desk.

Kira's eyes became focused once again and started moving across the page, finding herself near the end of the chapter they were learning. It seemed like she had let her mind wander for long enough now. Her eyes glanced after the professor as he passed, keeping on him for a moment before finding the rest of the class to her right. Everyone else seemed so hard at work, a few people being the exception, but not many. In a way she pitied them a little, having to try so hard for a good grade probably similar to her in history before. She did not need history though so she did not care too greatly about it. Her mind was wandering again, though this time it was wandering as she stared around the classroom, her eyes having landed close to a Gryffindor boy, close enough to make it seem like she could be staring.

[Remus John Lupin]

Eventually, Remus suppressed a yawn and half-rubbed his eyes. He didn't like having nothing to do, he liked having things on his mind or on his hands - doing nothing was certainly not one of his talents. He'd looked over his homework twice now, and it looked good enough, so he reached for his bag quietly to pull out his care of magical creatures book and notes. He didn't have COMC today, thank Merlin, no, but he was occasionally given extra assignments to get his grade up as most of the animals were afraid of him, really. Remus almost looked forward to the moment they'd start covering more dangerous creatures in class, at least they wouldn't run away from him, so he could do his own assignments in stead of asking Sirius to do it for him. It was a pity his nature got in the way when it came to this subject, he really did find it rather interesting, in a way.
Either way, he glanced around shortly before opening his book and starting to read one of the latter chapters. He wasn't afraid the teacher would notice - she knew he was good at the subject she taught and didn't mind so much as long as he didn't bother the class.

He'd only been reading for a few minutes when he could feel the short hair at the back of his neck stand up. He knew that feeling - there was someone staring at him. He usually got that feeling when Sirius or James were trying to get his attention (they knew he noticed), but they were both sitting in front of him (whispering lowly and trying to help Peter without drawing Vector's attention), so who was it, then?
At first, he attempted to ignore the feeling, but after a minute or so, Remus couldn't stand it and turned his head in the direction of whoever was looking at him. The moment their eyes linked, he looked away again, turned back to his book. Remus wasn't one for eye contact when it came to people he didn't know very well, much less so girls, really, and he just hoped that him looking back at her would stop her from continuing to look at him. Surely, she had better things to look at - Sirius was right there in front of him!
Remus wondered if he'd actually met the girl before. Oh, yes, well, he knew who she was, as they were in the same year, so they were bound to share classes. He knew her last name (as that was how teachers addressed pupils), which was Valentine, and her house - but that was obvious from her uniform. They had never been properly introduced or spoken before, and Remus felt it unnerving that she'd been looking at him like that. He just hoped it was a coincidence, and that she didn't suspect something. Maybe she was just very much into Rita's gossip columns, but then again, she was a Ravenclaw - she ought to know better.

[kira]

Kira could feel her eyes close slightly as her mind wandered back to where it was suppose to be and a yawn escaped her. Focusing her attention back again she could see that she had been staring almost right at a boy which only made her eyebrow raise slightly at herself. She did have to wonder if he noticed her or not, it was only natural when one has finally noticed one has been staring at another for a long time without realizing it. He seemed like a regular boy really and there was too many people in the room to get a proper feel for him, especially since he was a few desks away anyway. Looking at him something seemed off, perhaps he was nervous for some reason or another.

In front of him were his friends, she had seen them often together. She really did not trust them too much, she had seen the way they could pick on another, especially when they find that Slytherin boy. It was actually kind of annoying the way they went on and on. And that boy, he probably had so much hate built up in him from them, she knew she would if she had been treated like that. It was childish of them, she thought. But that other boy, Lupin she believed his surname to be, he seemed the calmest of them all and the least aggressive. It did make her wonder what made him so attached to the other ones.

It seemed like he was done with his work as well. From her position she could see a picture of an animal of some sort in his book he was currently reading, probably Care of Magical Creatures. Many creatures avoided her and she could already guess why. Still she was only half so she was probably better off than someone like her father. Kira actually loved animals, but she had decided not to take the class in fear of all the rejection she might receive from the creatures for being what she was. She sighed at the thought and a sad look crossed her face before disappeared rather quickly.

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[Remus John Lupin]

To be honest, Remus didn't give the other girl too much thought. Today had been going so well, after all, and she had just been staring at him for a moment - nothing to be concerned about, right? Remus didn't want to be concerned about anything today. Today was too good.
Professor Vector had apparently realised he was done, and a few others with him, because she clapped her hands to get the class' attention, announcing that everyone who was done, was free to leave the class. Remus got up slowly. Sirius was on his feet at once, but the teacher knew better than that. "Black, you don't leave until you've shown me your work." Sirius sighed and sat down again. Remus half smiled. "I'll wait outside," he muttered to his friends, "it's only fifteen more minutes."

And so, Remus got up, gathered his things quietly and precisely and then left the room. He glanced over his shoulder a moment, for a split second wondering if the Valentine-girl was done as well, but then wiped his mind. What did he care, anyway? She was probably a nice girl and all, but he was no acquaintance of hers, so why would he think about it?
Well, maybe the fact she'd been looking at him made him feel uneasy, but he could apply logic to that. She'd probably been done, like he had been, and had been bored, staring off into space. It was completely logical. Remus walked out the door and decided he'd say 'bye' or something to her. If she'd actually be looking at him, she'd probably say something back or start a conversation, but if she'd just been daydreaming, she'd probably give him one of those girl-looks (one of those 'are you talking to me?'-looks) and walk on. Logical.

So, when he walked out the door and moved to lean against the castle walls to wait for his friends, he nodded at Ms. Valentine muttering a 'see ya' or something (he didn't really think about it) and waiting until he could apply logic.
He expected her to ignore him, to be honest.

[kira]

When the professor clapped her hands together Kira's attention was diverted to the front, watching the professor as she gave more directions. It was about time that they could leave, it had been boring just sitting there doing nothing. It seemed that she was correct when she assumed Lupin was done as well since she could see him packing up, ready to rush out of the door. His friend seemed ready to do the same, Black was what she could recall many of the professor's shouting when he got into trouble. She already knew that boy was not done yet before the professor had said anything. To Kira, Black just did not seem like the type to do his work much.

It did not take her long to pack up her books and other things, only a minute or so, after which she was up and leaving. Lupin had already left ahead of her, which did make her wonder if he was just going to leave his friends behind as bored as they looked or, in the case of the smaller one, as lost and hopeless in his work as he looked. She could see that the other two were doing their best to help him without being noticed, but she could probably guess that it was not working out well. That was what she would guess from the small glance she gave them as she passed by anyway. It did not concern her though, he was not her friend and even if he was her explanations of what to do would probably be about as helpful as Potter's.

As she left the room she paused a moment as a voice caught her ears. Kira allowed herself to turn her eyes to Lupin who seemed to be waiting outside for his friends. She was about to just say a short bye, but something stopped her. She tilted her head to the side slightly before deciding something seemed a little off about him to her, not quite normal. She pondered mentioning it, but perhaps it was just nothing anyway. Still, to be sure it could require some looking into. "You're in a few of my classes," she said, not really knowing how to start much of a conversation, "Lupin, correct?"

[Remus John Lupin]

"You're in a few of my classes - Lupin, correct?"
Damn logic. Remus barely stopped himself from scowling, thinking it would be rude to speak to someone and then scowl once they said something back.
"Yes, eh- Remus Lupin," he muttered, extending his hand a little awkwardly. "And I suppose we share classes; we're in the same year." He smiled slightly, in an attempt to be polite, but he sort of wished he'd never spoken to her. She wasn't even that close and he felt cornered. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but something about her made his hair stand on end. Not that Remus was about to mention that or act accordingly to it, because that would be prejudice and Remus hated prejudice, but it made his skin crawl just a little.

Oh, right - conversation.
"So you're into arithmetics as well, hm?" Remus half grinned and glanced at the closed door to the classroom. "I think we're a dying breed." Oh, well, that was probably not one of the most tactic things to say, but who cared. Remus was trying his best, and he'd learned that if there was nothing he could think of - talk of school. Either the other person in the conversation thought it was boring, and left, or they had something in common with you and at least then there was something to talk about that would make sure no awkwardness would ensue. Or at least as little as possible.

[kira]

Yes, she knew that they would share many classes being in the same year, but it was all Kira could think of to start a conversation. She took his extended hand into her own when he fully introduced himself. "Kira Valentine." Just looking at him he seemed no different from the other boys at Hogwarts, but even when touching his hand she got a bad feeling, like perhaps she was suppose to distrust him immediately even though he had done nothing wrong to her. It was an odd feeling and she had never felt such distrust so strongly before. It was a more instinctual feeling than the usual distrust that she placed in others since she did not know them enough to trust them. Of course that was more just habitual instead of instinctual like this.

When Remus spoke next she focused more on the conversation at hand instead of that odd feeling. "It holds my interest for a time if nothing else," she said with a slight shrug. School was mostly just something to occupy herself with mostly, or that was how she saw it. After all, it would be very hard to find a good job as a vampire, even half of one, no matter how smart she was. The fact that she was technically pureblood was canceled out by her halfbreed status as well. Before he was bitten her father had been one of those pureblood people, but that was over one hundred years ago. Her mother had been pureblood as well, but Kira had been told that she had been kind and gentle, loving. Perhaps she had to be in order to love her father without thought to what he was.

"I agree, though, that not many people tend toward this subject," she said looking back at the door as well, "of course with the hard time some of them are having in there it's not surprising. It makes me wonder if some of them wish they never took the class." They did not have to take Arithmacy unless it was essential to what they wanted to do in life, but even then if they were having such a hard time they probably should reconsider what they wanted to do with their lives.

[Remus John Lupin]

Remus had guessed she probably knew they shared classes because they were in the same year (she was a Ravenclaw, she was bright and everything), but although Remus wasn't a social train wreck, that didn't mean he was as smooth as Sirius was - especially when talking to girls. He shook Kira's hand with a bit of a smile, even if that smile faltered for a moment when a small surge of panic went through him the moment they touched. "Pleasure to meet you," he said, without thinking - at least automatic etiquette was something he could always count on.

The longer she was in his company, the more he got the feeling something was off, a gut feeling. It made him feel very worried - she was a Ravenclaw, after all and he could remember what the Sorting Hat had muttered in his head the first day of his first year. "Ravenclaw'd be good for you, but they'd figure you out in no time.." But they'd only spoken for a few minutes, he'd never even really noticed her before. Could it be that she'd been trying to figure him out for ages already and that today she was trying to test it, trying to trick him into saying something, somehow?
He glanced at her again (his eyes had wandered to nowhere) when she spoke once more, trying to find any clue as to what was wrong without seeming too suspicious. "It holds my interest for a time if nothing else." Remus wasn't quite sure what to make of that comment, actually. It made him wonder what other things held her interest - or was he just being paranoid now?

"I agree, though, that not many people tend toward this subject, of course with the hard time some of them are having in there it's not surprising. It makes me wonder if some of them wish they never took the class." Remus nodded a little. "I suppose it can be easily underestimated when you've only heard of what it's about," he said, nodding a little and glancing at the pocket watch Annelise had gotten him for his birthday. "Or maybe some people just want to keep all options open."
He sort of hoped the class would be over soon. Not that he didn't like Kira. Well.. she seemed a very nice girl, really, intelligent, too, but there was just.. something.

[kira]

As their hands shook she could see the smile on his face falter a moment, though his words contradicted it. Perhaps an automatic response that many people seemed wired with nowadays. "The pleasure is mine," she said, knowing that to be one of the appropriate responses to his. That moment was still on her mind though, the falter of his smile. He really should not have anything to worry about, he had spoken to her first after all so he should not have been nervous. If she were paranoid she might think he had an inkling of an idea as to what she was, but that was near impossible with how much she had concealed the truth from all. The fact that she was not completely human was hidden by a well played facade that she was since she could easily explain everything logically without arising suspicion toward herself.

Still, had he been able to sense her discomfort when she shook his hand or had there just been a sudden thought that displeased him going across his mind at that moment? Perhaps he felt the same sudden distrust she had. If he did it would have been odd. Why would they both react so adversely to each other on contact. No, it was probably some stray thought going through his mind that was distracting him. The other possibilities were just too unlikely. Still, the thought that he could have an idea of what she was just was starting to make her feel a bit more uncomfortable. Kira pushed the idea away, knowing she did not give any clues as to give anyone the impression that she was anything of the sort.

"Perhaps," she said to his words about keeping options open, "though there is little options in this area if your skills do not tend toward it and struggle meets your every step." In her opinion many people would probably be better off sticking to what they were good at. It would probably be easiest and more fun then doing something that they were no good at. Many people are often happy with their lives from just doing things they are good at since it can make them feel better about themselves. Though that idea has backfired as well. Being only good at a few things, which could be something very detesting, could also make one feel worse about themselves, especially if that person is not good in anything more useful.

Remus seemed very fidgety though he had spoken to her first. It just seemed like something was off about the whole encounter, not just him. Her heightened senses were acting up a bit, giving her a bad feeling and telling her that something about Remus himself was just wrong. Kira had not sensed anything like that before around anyone which made the encounter even more curious. Was there something about him that she just was not seeing. The only odd thing she could really remember about him was the many absences he had in the past from the classes they do share. She had never paid too much attention to it though and only really remembered as she could remember wondering how he kept up with his work, so there was very little for her to go on there for now. "You're probably skilled in this subject though, or you just study a lot," she said in observation, "you might be able to do something with it in the future, though you should probably try to be absent less. Future employers would probably frown upon that."

[Remus John Lupin]

Was he mistaken or did he see her tense up at the handshake as well? Remus decided to try and ignore it; he was being paranoid, this was surely a nice girl - when had his werewolf side ever been good for him? Why should he start listening now? It took him a while to suppress his thoughts and try to ignore the red alerts in his head, but he managed, eventually - as well as he could, anyway.

"...little options in this area if your skills do not tend toward it and struggle meets your every step." Remus was glad his mind had stopped wandering when the important part of the sentence came along, at least he'd be able to respond as though he'd not been losing himself in thoughts. "I suppose, but I think it is rather brave some people still keep trying, there must be something to be said for that," he mused. Admittedly, he had a lot of respect for Peter for trying, the boy was terrible at arithmetics.
Being an individual that would always be obstructed in most of the things he wanted to do, Remus really encouraged any sort of freedom of choice and chance. Even if you weren't good at something, why should you be stopped fighting for it? Maybe he was a bit of an idealist, but basically being on the 'wrong' side of society, he needed something to cling to.

Although he was (semi-)successfully suppressing his thoughts, he still seemed nervous and he knew he did. It were his body's instincts and Remus was just glad he stopped his body's instincts from just walking away - that would be rude. He just tried to focus on the conversation, quietly chewing the inside of his cheek.
"You're probably skilled in this subject though, or you just study a lot." Remus half smiled, it seemed like a bit of a compliment, after all. "Oh, I'm not that talented. I do a lot of work," he muttered, not sure if he should comment to that or if it had been a rhetoric indirect question which he needn't answer.
"You might be able to do something with it in the future, though you should probably try to be absent less. Future employers would probably frown upon that." Oh, there it was again - nervous smile. "Oh, yes, I suppose not," Remus muttered, checking his watch again and not really responding to that last bit. He wasn't sure if Kira had meant it to be some sort of indirect 'why are you absent often', but he was very sure he was not going to answer that.

[kira]

He was right about some of them being brave, that or some of them were just extremely dense and did not know when to give up. There were some people like that, though Kira had never really taken the time to pay them any mind so she did not know them by name. Still, she could understand the need to keep trying if nothing else. Many times she had figured that to keep going would be pointless, but when it was something that was truly important to her she would keep trying until she died. Well perhaps not that far, after all what good would it be if she died? Most cases her death would probably accomplish nothing. So, rethinking the last part, she would keep trying until she died if her death actually accomplished her goal, otherwise she would hold off on death if she could. Even a momentary retreat is not fully giving up, only waiting for the next opportune moment.

By now her mind was getting completely off topic, unwrapping a box filled with personal problems just waiting to pounce and cause her grief. Kira did not need that right now and so forcefully pushed that metaphorical box to the side as if to save it for later when she were alone to think about such things. "Perhaps they hope for too much," she said after a bit of more reasonable thought on his words, "but it's probably for the best that they try and hope for the best." There were just too few times she could actually hope for the best. In truth she was a pessimist through nurture. She had learned not to hope for too much as it only lead to a harsh let down in the end. It was something she went through a lot as a child and at some point she had just stopped hoping and started to take everything in stride, good or bad.

She fidgeted slightly, brushing some of her hair behind her ear instead of letting it hang beside her face. Remus' presence was growing more irritatingly uncomfortable but she stood her ground. Kira did not allow for the discomfort to really show, it was her nature to be in control of herself at all times. Of course, she had reason to hold such tight control over her emotions as well. If she ever lost her temper it could end badly for the other person and she would end up proving them right in the end. No, she would not allow for that to happen, and that was something she would be willing to die for as dieing before anything like what she thought happened would allow her peace. More than most anything she did not want to be some sort of untamed beast like they thought she would end up as.

After a moment she focused her gaze again, finding that it had wandered off to the side somewhere in her thoughts. The dark look that had made its way onto her face somewhere during those same thoughts was soon erased as soon as she noticed it was there and an empty expression had taken its place. "Being a hard worker will probably help make up for that," she said as she glanced at him, referring to his absences, "at least it shows you can be dedicated to something anyway." They had to be almost finished by now. Just how many minutes had passed anyway? With her thoughts running around as they were it seemed like far more had passed than what was true. It seemed like Remus was feeling just as much discomfort as she was when she noted how he kept peering at his watch. Perhaps he regretted even talking to her, though she had to wonder why he was feeling as nervous as he was around her considering what she was feeling as well.

[Remus John Lupin]

Remus wished he was brave. Well, okay.. he had been sorted into Gryffindor, so he had to be brave somehow, but it wasn't the sort of brave he'd like to be. He was so.. silently brave, secretly brave. Even Peter was more openly brave than he was, sometimes, but Remus just couldn't. He kept telling himself that he shouldn't show it too much. It was better if they all just thought he was a little frail and fragile, even if he wasn't. Well, he was - but in a different way than people thought. No, Remus wasn't brave at all. He depended heavily on his friends, for one thing. He could never stand up to them. Not that that was needed often, but wasn't he a Prefect? Sometimes he almost forgot he was a Prefect, with the amount of things he let his friends get away with. His expression lowered a little at the thought. No - he was not brave, he was a coward.
He swallowed, pushing the thoughts away and focused on the here and now. It had been such a good day.

He was almost glad when Kira spoke again. "Perhaps they hope for too much, but it's probably for the best that they try and hope for the best." Remus shrugged and smiled weakly for a moment. "There should always be hope. It's better to try and fail than to never have risen to an occasion." The words were stronger than he felt at the moment, but he did try to live by them. Everyone needed hope to cling to, and Remus clung to his friends. They would probably be the only thing he had after graduation, as he daren't hope for a job of any kind.

Kira was also fidgeting. Was she also nervous or sick of talking to him. Remus could imagine. He'd never been particularly good at talking to people he didn't know well, let alone girls. He usually left that sort of thing to Sirius.
There was still a tight knot in his stomach which would tighten and squirm when he looked at Kira directly. Remus didn't know what it was, but it was worrying him more by the minute. He usually was rather good at hiding his emotions, but then again he'd never just faced a classmate while every single instinct was telling him to run for it. This was something different and it was very worrying indeed.

He also lost himself in thoughts for a moment, as they were both silent, but he could hardly focus. Remus' mind wanted to think about these instincts he was having, but another part of Remus didn't want to do that at all and tried to think of other things. The result was that his thoughts went in all directions without focusing on a certain subject. His face turned to a pensive frown, a deep line between his eyebrows, and he didn't snap out of it until Kira spoke again."Being a hard worker will probably help make up for that, at least it shows you can be dedicated to something anyway." Remus nodded slightly. He supposed she was right. "I suppose so, yes.." He glanced at Kira shortly and then back at the classroom door, hoping to hear the chatter of students that were done, a proof that the class was over. Remus was aware that he was being rude, with his short answers and whatnot, but he simply couldn't think of anything to say.
"Still, no matter how much time I dedicate to COMC, I don't think I'll ever be good at it." Well, okay, that was sort of an okay thing to say. At least it touched upon the school-subject. That was good. Remus rubbed his left temple for a moment and shot Kira a weak smile. "Can't be good at everything."

[kira]

If she had known of Remus' plight she might have wondered who was worse off. Of course Kira would probably not ponder if for long since, either way, they were both going to be pretty bad off once they left Hogwarts. She held so little hope for her own future and at times she had to just wonder how long she would live for. Having gathered bits and pieces of information about him, she knew that her father was quite old though he seemed to retain his age of when he was turned. It had only been once she had seen him, not including the start of her life as a small child. Had he left her because he was angry then? She had been told several times that she had been born a monster and a murderer, though that was when she got a little older. Still, even if she disagreed with the first she could do little to argue with the second. Through her birth her mother had died.

"Indeed, such a thing might help you to feel better in the end if you do fail," she said quietly to his words. There was just too much time being spent in her thoughts and they were slowly starting to drift where she would prefer they did not. She had to remain focused, but whenever she did her instincts pulled her away with thoughts of leaving Remus to wait for his friends and to never speak to him again. Either way it seemed like this was a situation she would just lose to in the end. Kira could not let her mind wander far else she lose focus of the conversation at hand, but as she focused more the thought of leaving and the feelings of distrust grew stronger. It just seemed like this conversation was doomed for failure, but it seemed like Remus was still trying at least a little so she just stayed put in her place for now to see what would happen.

For a moment her gaze shifted to the door, as if she too were awaiting the sounds of the chairs when their other classmates would leave. Her gaze did not linger there for long though as chestnut brown eyes began to turn, examining their surroundings for a moment if only to look away from Remus for a short time. It was troublesome how things were turning out and she had to wonder what was wrong with her or, if it was not her, what was wrong with him. There were many times her instincts helped her and others where she ignored them. Kira was what she was, she could not deny that and so she would not deny her instincts could be useful. However, being that this seemed like an ordinary boy in front of her and nothing seemed out of place she had to wonder what was going on that made her feel that way toward him.

When Remus spoke Kira turned her gaze back to him more out of habit than anything. When speaking with someone she usually liked to be able to see them, but this time was the opposite that was more preferred. Now that she was looking at him though she did not turn her gaze away so hastily. "Everyone has their faults," she said with a slight shrug, "I opted not to take the class. I don't seem to be that good with animals." Actually, she wished greatly she could have a pet which she could share affection with, but any pet she had would probably run under her bed at the sight of her and never come out again. Affection was probably something she could really use. She had little to no friends, keeping everyone at arms length and she could not trust anyone with her secret in fear of rejection. Her life, for the moment, was a lonely one.

[Remus John Lupin]

Remus sort of had hopes of finding a muggle job. Maybe not a job he'd like, but at least it'd be something. Didn't they always need strong people in construction or at docks somewhere? He knew he looked frail, but he was rather strong, really. Maybe he could work more weekends as long as he got two days off every month? Did that sound fair? Would they agree with that? Sometimes, Remus would spend hours thinking 'what if' before he managed to snap himself out of it. Especially now the end of his fifth year was nearing, he felt himself grow anxious. Only two more years and then the safe 'cushioning' of Hogwarts would be gone. He certainly wasn't planning on moving in with his parents again - they had done enough for him.

"Indeed, such a thing might help you to feel better in the end if you do fail." Remus just smiled quietly, thinking she was a bit of a pessimist, but he knew all too well that some people had very good reasons to be pessimistic. He was not going to comment on it, it weren't his business, he didn't want to pry.
What he was getting more and more sure of, was that Kira felt nervous around him. She tended to avoid looking at him and didn't seem to be able to wait until class was over. Part of him was bothered by this, part of him had the feeling it was some sort of confirmation. The majority of him was bothered, though. He didn't like it when people felt uncomfortable because of him.

"Everyone has their faults. I opted not to take the class. I don't seem to be that good with animals." Remus nodded a little in silent agreement. "Animals hate me," he half-joked. "I usually get Sirius to do the practise, I do the theory." Remus hated the fact being were scared of him. He didn't want to be seen as a threat, he wasn't one.
Speaking of being a threat.. Remus decided to, for once, show his Gryffindor courage. "I don't know what causes them to flinch. I mean.. I'm not that scary, am I?" Maybe the tone in his voice gave it away, but it wasn't just a rhetorical question, and he tilted his head a little, trying to read Kira's initial reaction. He wanted to solve this. He feared that if they parted ways now, she would avoid him for the rest of their days and he wouldn't even know why.