Remus

Madame Pomfrey, of course, she'd been supportive before, but she wasn't one to let you feel sorry for yourself.

She'd just try and come up with a common-sense solution, or else tell him not to worry so much.

then Dumbledore, but Remus had no idea how to talk to him, and he wasn't even sure he wanted to.

As far as people who knew the complexities of Remus's problem, there was also Professor Ferox.

Remus was 95% sure he knew, anyway.

He pondered this as an option.

Remus felt a sort of unidentifiable kinship with his Care of Magical Creatures professor.

He had a very reassuring presence, and Remus thought he might feel better if he could speak to him, somehow sure that Ferox would lend a sympathetic ear.

There was a funny flutter in his stomach, like excitement, and Remus thought that was a good sign.

He glanced at the clock in the corner.

It was only five o'clock.

The other boys wouldn't be out of detention until six, and curfew wasn't until eight.

Remus pulled the Marauder's Map from under his pillow.

The basic outline of the castle was complete now.

They just needed to finalize the grounds, animate the staircases, and add the secret places that only they knew about.

Then Sirius's tagging idea could come next, although they still weren't very sure how to go about it.

Remus had discovered one spell that would locate a single person, but nothing of the magnitude they required.

Still, he cast his locator spell now and found that Professor Ferox was walking from the Great Hall to the staff room.

Remus got up quickly.

If he was fast, then he could make it look like a chance encounter.