Professor Lupín stood in front of the class, his kind eyes fixed on his students as he began to explain the lesson for the day. "Today, we'll be working with boggarts" he started, his voice firm yet gentle. "For those of you who might not know, a boggart is a shape-shifting creature that takes on the form of what the observer fears the most." Lupín then went on to explain the exercise. "We'll take turns with the boggart. You'll step forward, and the boggart will transform into your greatest fear.”

As the other students takes their turns, the anticipation builds up within you. You grip your wand a little tighter, your heart pounding in your chest. Finally, it's your turn. Professor Lupín nods at you, a reassuring smile on his face, and gestures for you to step forward.

As you hesitate, George stands next to you, a supportive presence by your side. He recognizes the mix of emotions on your face and leans in, playfully nudging you forward. "Come on" he whispers with a smirk, "You can do it. It's just a silly boggart."

His encouragement and playful demeanor make you feel a little better, but the anxiety still lingers in the pit of your stomach. With George's playful push, you reluctantly step forward, standing in front of the boggart, bracing yourself for what's about to come.

The boggart shifts and morphs, taking on a new horrifying form. The lifeless body of someone you love dearly is lying on the ground - George.

Seeing George's lifeless form makes your blood run cold, and tears well up in your eyes. The sight is almost too much to bear, and you can feel your hands trembling, barely able to hold onto your wand. You try to speak, to cast the spell, but the words won't come. All you can focus on is George, lifeless and still.

The class falls silent, sensing the intensity of the moment and the emotional turmoil you're experiencing. Professor Lupín takes a step forward, his eyes filled with empathy and understanding. He gently speaks, his voice soft yet firm. "Remember the spell. You can do this."