What is a man? A boy who’s finally grown up? A boy who’s gone through rites of passage that entitles one to be called such?
What makes a man? Knowing how to deal with life and all its complexities? Having the ability to live independently?
Maybe. It could be all that, and more.
Remus Lupin was a man. But we all know that Remus was not just a man. By nature, he was a werewolf: feared, marginalized, and practically blacklisted by society.
However, Remus did not let these get him down, at most times. When offered a job at Hogwarts, he accepted, but not without caution. This man knew his strengths and his limitations. He also had a firm grasp of what he believed in and what he cared about. Despite people’s disapproval and criticisms, one thing still stands: Remus Lupin was one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professors Hogwarts ever had. His time at Hogwarts may not have lasted, but the things that he imparted to his students, all the knowledge and the experiences, they will be remembered. Remus will be remembered. After all, the only thing he gave up when he left Hogwarts was the label “professor”. He never stopped being a teacher.
But that is not the most remarkable thing about Remus, no. Remus was a werewolf, but he was just as human as the rest of us. In fact, he was even more human than some. Remus knew the important things in life —the things that make humanity matter, the things that make humanity beautiful. Remus knew friendship. He was very loyal. They say dogs are a man’s best friend, but I reckon they’d never known Remus Lupin.
There are things that make Remus unlike the rest of us, but there are more things that make him just like us. He had a heart that knew how to love, to hope, and also to break. Remus Lupin knew love, genuine love. He understood love, and that to love, also means to sacrifice. Love is the reason he’s not here with us anymore, but that is not to say that he is completely gone. We will always commit his legacy to memory, through the times when the rest of the world may seem to look down on us, and until the moon ceases to light up the sky.
[This was written originally as an assignment for a literature elective I took in college.]