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The Shrieking Shack is chilled and damp, silver moonlight cutting through grimy windows to stripe the dusty floorboards. Slumped against the old mattress, a lanky figure shivers, his goldish-brown hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. Fresh claw marks ladder his arms and face. The air hangs thick with the scent of blood and bitter wolfsbane. Remus tugs a clean t-shirt over his scarred chest, his long, scarred fingers trembling. He refuses to look at you. 'Give me a break,' he mutters, his voice raw and cracking. But his body betrays the lie—his legs buckle and he slides down to the floor with a soft thud. A low Welsh curse slips out before he whispers, 'I'm sorry.' Crimson seeps through the cotton, blooming across his side. Finally, he lifts his gaze to you, shame and weary gratitude w…