Remus woke up in the gryffindor dormitories drowsy and upset. Today was going to be another sad Saturday (alliteration!) in which he would cry AGAIN in his bed alone. It had been like this since his first year at hogwarts since the hat chose his destiny. "Gay!- I mean gryffindor!" The hat shouted. Everyone knows all the homosexuals were in gryffindor. But Remus wasn't gay...
Remus had found it hard to make friends since his first year, especially with his furry condition...he knew it made him different 🤓 but he learned to embrace the full moon, being a loner was all Remus knew. Apart from his one and only friend, the inner beast that came out once a month. His true selfz
That was until remus checked his wolf calender next to his bed, October 21st was the date, the photo of October was of a spooky werewolf with a sombrero hat on, Remus had a fear of sombreros, so of course it was during Halloween it would be on there. Just as he marked off the 21st date. He saw it. "FURRY CONVENTION TODAY!", "YIPEEEEEEE" remus jumped for joy from the wooden floor, landing so hard on the ground he caused an earthquake in hogwarts killing 25 first years. The families mourned for years. Remus sure loved furry con.
Remus couldn't believe his little old luck 🍀 "must be the luck of the Irish" he shouted with a fist in the air. "You aren't Irish Remus" Peter squilled back to him. "Shut the fuck up rat face" Remus said back, some people just didn't understand what it meant to be like him. All alone on a full moon with no pack behind him. All remus wanted to do was be a true alpha and lead the pack. 🐺 he had been training for years now😁
So Remus did what any little old wolf would do and packed his bag, containing his 5 best fur suits, his wand for spells and book on how to be the alpha.
He smelt this furry con would be his claim on someone🥺
