@Chaewon Lee
Today was the first day of classes, and my first class was Defense Against the Dark Arts, a joint class. I was a little tense this morning while eating breakfast. I wish Briar or Jenna had been there with me because, even though it was my first class, it was Defense Against the Dark Arts, and being a werewolf, I wasn't going to be chosen as a guinea pig, was I?
I arrived near the classroom, and shortly after, the professor arrived and we went inside. I sat in the second row. Next to me was a Slytherin girl. The professor asked a question, and I raised my hand, but it was the girl next to me who was called on. Unfortunately, she gave the wrong answer, and I answered correctly. My classmate didn't exactly seem thrilled that I'd given the right answer. To calm her down, I smiled kindly at her, so that she would understand that I meant her no harm.My smile quickly faded as my initial anxiety returned. If the topic of werewolves came up and the people in this room made the connection between my scars and werewolves, they might find it strange that we accepted people like this.
