#animagus moony

[theresthesnitch]

The Prank, of sorts

I wrote this ficlet about Remus being a wolf animagus last night, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about this. So here's a follow up scene.

“Well, if it isn’t Hogwart’s own secret monster.” 

Remus sighed and dropped his head. “Do you need something, Snivellus?” He turned to face Snape behind him. 

“What are you doing out of your dorm? Don’t you know it’s after curfew?”

Remus looked at him with a raised eyebrow, hands clenched in the pockets of his robes. “I’m a prefect, Sniv. I can be out after curfew, just like you.” 

“Yes, how did you manage to pull that off?” Snape walked up to him, circling around Remus with a snarl on his lips. “Did you threaten to bite the headmaster if he didn’t give you the position?”

Remus sighed. “What do you want?” 

Snape sneered and looked at Remus like he’d won some sort of advantage, here. “I know what you are, Lupin.” 

“And what, exactly is that?” Remus asked, bored. 

“Werewolf.” Snape hissed the words at Remus, like a snake coiled and ready to strike. 

“You think so, do you?” Remus rolled his eyes, but suddenly, a thought occurred to him. It was devious. The best prank he’d ever played. “And what if you’re right?” Remus looked up and down the hall. They were alone. 

Snape looked at him smugly. “I know I’m right.” 

“Seems pretty dangerous to challenge a werewolf.” Remus took a step closer to him, a deranged smile on his face. “Awful brave of you.” 

Snape narrowed his eyes, but took a step back. “What are you doing, Lupin?”

Remus’s smile only widened. “I’m just wondering what you would do if you met me in my wolf form.” 

Snape scoffed. “I’m sure you're kept caged to protect the rest of us from you.” He took another step back.

Remus raised an eyebrow. “You’re sure? And what if you’re wrong?”

Remus took another step closer to Snape, his paw landing firmly on the stone floor of the Hogwarts corridor. He grinned broadly, baring every single one of his sharp teeth. He took slow, calculated steps toward Snape. 

Snape scrambled backwards, hands pressed against the wall behind him as he tried desperately to get away. “But–but it’s not a full moon!” 

Remus growled, snapping his jaws menacingly, but without intention. It had the desired effect. Snape turned and ran down the hallway. He glanced over his shoulder, and Remus could see the fear in his eyes. 

After he disappeared, Remus transformed back. He couldn’t stop the laughter that had him rolling on the floor holding his sides. 

***

Lily slid into the seat next to Remus at breakfast. She gave him a concerned look, and he steeled himself for bad news. “What’s up, Lily?”

“I just–I thought you should know.” She bit her lip and glanced across the room toward the Slytherin table. “Severus thinks you’re a werewolf.” 

Remus rolled his eyes. “He’s been on about that for a while.” 

Lily dropped her voice. “Yes, but now he’s telling everyone he saw you.” 

Remus felt James, Sirius, and Peter all snap their heads toward him. He calmly picked up his tea and took a sip. “Oh? He thinks he saw a werewolf and somehow knew it was me?”

Lily tilted her head, like she was trying to keep everyone else from hearing the secret. “He said that he saw you in the hallway last night, and you turned into a wolf.” 

His fellow marauders looked at him in confusion. Remus snorted. “Wait, so not only am I a werewolf, but I’m just freely roaming the halls of Hogwarts when I’m turned?” Remus stopped and turned his head like he was thinking. “Wait, was last night even the full moon?”

Lily sat back, considering. “I– I don’t know.” 

Remus looked down the table toward Marlene, who was always tracking celestial movements for some Divination purpose. “Marls, was it a full moon yesterday?”

Marlene looked up and shook her head. “No, the full moon was a week ago. Why?”

Remus turned back to Lily. “I’m not sure what he saw, but if he thinks he saw a werewolf last night, he’s clearly not very good at Defense. Wasn’t it supposed to be one of his better subjects?”

Sirius laughed loudly across the table. “Looks like Sniv has finally snapped.” 

“I hope he didn’t tell everyone.” James looked smug across the table. “That’d be awfully embarrassing to tell everyone you have proof of a werewolf when it’s only proof that you’re a nincompoop.”

Lily looked back across the great hall, where the Slytherins seemed to be laughing with a red-faced Snape sitting in the middle of their group. “Well, I– I don’t know.” 

“You didn’t believe him, did you, Lily?” Remus tutted his tongue, turning back to his tea. “He’s got a bit of a vendetta for me. You should probably be careful what you believe.” 

“Sorry, Remus. I shouldn’t have said anything.” 

Remus felt a little bad for his lie, but it was for the best. “Ah, Lily, it’s not on you. Sniv just needs to learn to keep his mouth shut.” 

Lily turned back to her friends, and Remus took another sip of tea. 

Sirius dropped his voice and leaned forward. “A wolf in the halls of Hogwarts, eh?” 

Remus shrugged, barely concealing his smile behind his mug. “Wild, isn’t it? What a story.” 

“Clever, really.” James took a bite of his toast. “If someone were a werewolf, and if a certain Slytherin was so insistent he knew the truth, he would be pretty discredited for saying he saw a werewolf in a building outside of a full moon.” 

Remus smiled. “Well, wouldn’t that just be such a shame?” 

[justanothermarauderr]

Remus after seeing James, Sirius and Regulus at the front door after work

[revwatts]

My Fuzzy little Problem

summery : Somehow your boyfriend roped you into becoming an animagi alongside the marauders. And now you can't get enough of your Animagus form. You find it extremely comforting So you often like to hangout in your Animagus form.

James Potter x Reader

Warnings: Pure fluff.

You love roaming around in your animagus form, honestly a bit too much. And usually James is incharge while you turn into the furry little cuteness. And it's become so normal that the students at Hogwarts has started to believe that James has a little furry cat as his pet.

You're always sitting on his shoulder or sometimes even on the top of his head, apparently you find his unruly hair fluffy and comfortable. A lot of time you make him wear his hoodie backwards and just hang around in the hood and rub your little nose against his chin.

James also finds it extremely comforting when all you want to do is snuggle with him. He loves to cuddle up to you after his quidditch matches in your normal human body but sometimes when he wakes up he finds that you had shifted into your animagus form and had curled up on his chest emitting loud purrs in your sleep.

He would simply smile down at your cute kitten face and just hold you close to his chest, his extremely soft hoodie cuddling you closer as you wake up with a big yawn because of the little shift in his body.

Even when James is roaming around the black forest in his animagus form, you love to sit on the back of the elegant stag and explore the forest with your curious eyes, meowing when you see something interesting. And after a while Prongs would sit you both down under a large tree on top of a cliff that you both found one day, while strutting around the forest lands, as you played with his giant magnificent antlers. Climbing up on them or finding a perfect curve to hang between or just tap them with your fuzzy little paw. Prongs would bring his head down to lay on the ground and you'd gently walk up to him and boop or lick his snoot in affection as he looked unimaginably adorable with that innocent deer-like face and big brown doe eyes.

Today, was just another day for you. Though for James, it wasn't. It was Friday, meaning his quidditch practice. And as the year was nearing its end, the quidditch cup stood in the schedules of all students. Your finals had been completed, it was the last week before the summer holidays. James was working his arse off as the captain of the gryffindor quidditch team. He wanted to make sure that this year he will be the one bearing the quidditch cup in his hands. He wanted needed to feel that pride as he held the quidditch cup in the air, while looking at the beaming smile on your face as you sported a prideful glint in your eyes and gazed up at him.

But today maybe he had pushed his limits. He was exhausted and could barely move. All he wanted was to go back to his dorm and cuddle up to you.

While James was contemplating his life choices in his quidditch locker room. You were in need of a warm cozy Friday evening. After all you had worked very hard for last whole month preparing for your finals.

You entered James' dorm, knowing you won't find him there. So, you changed into your animagus form and entered his dorm.

At first you thought there was no one in the dorm present. But then you looked over at Rem's bed and saw him snuggled up against fuzzy blanket in his big sweater, his head tucked soundlessly in the fluffy pillow. You were best friends with marauders before you and James became a thing. So, it was normal for you to cuddle up to one of them. You decided that Remus' bed looked way much more cozy than James' as for now. So you made your way towards it.

You jumped up and landed right next to the sleeping Wolf's hand. You wiggled your way between his arms and he woke up slightly by the feeling of something shifting against him.

"Oh hi there." He mumbled sleepily as he shifted you in a more comfortable position and scratched lightly behind your ears and soon you were lulled to sleep.

An hour or so later you were woken up by a loud slam of door. Your body jerked in fear as you had been woken up very rudely by your boyfriend.

"Sorry, didn't know you were sleeping. But my hands are full..." James offered a sheepish smile as he set his broom and quidditch kit down.

You immediately hopped off Remus' bed and jumped on James as he sat down on his own bed for a while. He smiled down at you tiredly.

"Hey there, my fuzzy little problem." You meowed disapprovingly at that name. James chuckled, seeing the little scowl on your face.

"Alright. I won't call you that." He put his hands up in surrender as you showed off your claws.

James patted your head for a while and chatted with Remus about his new book. After a while he sat you down on his bed and giggled as you let out another disapproving meow.

"Sorry, bub. But I really have to take a shower and then we can cuddle, Kay?" As James went inside as you heard clomping of paws running towards you. Looked at the door and saw an overly excited black dog run up to you.

He looked up at you and you booped his snoot with your paw. He tried his fake attempts to clamp at your little paw and in return you smacked him on his head. It was yours and Sirius' way to say hello. James and Remus often found it weird but thought it was adorable none the less.

Padfoot soon went away and settled himself on Remus' bed as Remus scratched his belly and gave him patts.

By the time James returned you were curled up on his bed and Remus was cuddling with Padfoot and both had already fallen asleep.

James gently picked you up in his arms like a baby and you rested your head on his shoulder as he pulled out some blankets and pillows. After he was done, he laid you both down on the bed and you nuzzled your head in his biceps.

"Darling, can you turn back. I really need you to hold me. I'm tired." He mumbled. His lips pouted and his eyes were barely staying open. You turned back into your human form without missing a beat.

You quickly took James in your arms and laid his head on your chest as you gently ran your fingers through his curly hair, peppering kisses on his forehead.

As you gently rubbed your hand from the nape of his neck down to his shoulders you felt his breathing slow down and you looked down at him to see he was fast asleep with his head buried in your breasts wearing the most adorable look on his face as he exhaled slowly out of the curve of his pink lips.

And just looking at his sleeping form, you knew you were in complete love with this man. He was everything you ever wanted, everything you ever needed.

"I love you." You couldn't help but whisper to him. And what you didn't expect was the lazy smile gracing his lips as he nuzzled further unconsciously in your chest.

[siriuslybowie81]

Regulus: what are you doing

Remus: stealing my neighbours cat

Regulus: scandalous

Regulus: how can I help

[becyr]

Puppy Love

[isabel-lillah]

may 1 - prompt: animagus - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 601

Regulus found the ring in James's stuff over a month ago, and he's kind of starting to panic over it.

It's not that he thinks James is seeing someone else, because no, he would never. What he worries about is the possibility that James wanted to propose, but then realised what a wreck Regulus is, and decided that it's just not worth it to get married to him.

Regulus has always been worried about that. He's always been scared that one day James would realise he's just not good enough for him.

And he gets it, really, but the not knowing if that's what is actually happening now is really stressing him out. So much so that James notices.

It's a Wednesday evening when James finally decides to ask what has been worrying his boyfriend recently. They're laying on the couch, Reg's back pressed to James's front. They're watching a movie on a muggle television, when a break comes on.

"Reg, I've been meaning to ask you. Is something bothering you? You've seemed kinda anxious recently," James asks, tracing random shapes on Reg's arm with his fingers.

Regulus tenses instantly.

"Love, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but you can tell me anything. You know that, right?"

At that, Regulus's last will to not say anything about the ring breaks down. He can't handle this anymore, and if he's going to get broken up with, he might as well just get it over with.

With a deep breath, he confesses: "I found the ring, James. More than a month ago."

It was James's turn to freeze, but before he could say anything, Reg continued: "And I understand if you thought better than proposing at the end, but I was just too scared I'd lose you completely if I asked, so I didn't."

As Regulus gets up to leave, James snaps out of his initial shock and quickly stands up too, catching Reg around his waist.

"Love, please look at me," he says, gently turning his boyfriend's face to his, only to find him with tears in his eyes.

"There's nothing that could make me decide not to propose to you. I just didn't want to do it until we were totally honest with each other, and there's something I've been holding back. I was trying to figure out how to tell you, and it took me a while," Regulus watched James take a breath before continuing: "So, I have permission of everyone to tell you. I've had for a while now, actually. So, Remus is a werewolf-"

Regulus choked. He didn't know what to expect when James started his speech, but it certainly wasn't this.

James rubbed his back as he continued: "And, naturally, me, Sirius and Peter want to be there for him. That's why we all disappear once a month, and that's why... I'm an animagus."

This bit actually got Regulus speechless for a minute.

"So, that's my one and only secret. I hope you understand why I didn't tell you earlier, I couldn't, it's not just my secret. We're all unregistered, even Remus is. On a less worrying tone, if you'll still have me, we can stop worrying about that proposal. It's going to happen. If you'll allow me?"

Regulus just laughed. This was the best scenario that could happen. "I will, only if you tell me what animagus you are. And you need to show me."

James chuckled and kissed him chastely, before grabbing his hand, and dragging him out of the house: "We need to get out for that, love."

[quill-q]

Messers Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs - a Gentlemen’s Evening

[adharastarlight]

James: would you still love me if I was a deer?

Reg, who one hundred percent has figured out theyre animagi: no

James: *starts sobbing*

Reg: I'd adore and fawn over you

James: ... *falling so much deeper in love*

Sirius: *slow clapping*

[lulublack90]

Prompt 1 - Animagus

@jegulus-microfic May 1, Word count 408

He ran through the woods, the Wolf close behind. They were leading him away from the edge of the forest where he’d been tracking something and forcing him deeper into the forest. Padfoot nipped at his heals, keeping him going in the same direction. Sunrise was hours away. They had to keep the Wolf under control. But the Wolf wouldn’t stop trying to turn around and go back towards the school.

He slowed his canter and looked at Padfoot. They silently agreed that he should go back the way they came and try to figure out what had Moony so riled up. Prongs could think of only one thing. A student was out of bed. 

He charged through the trees, ripping his antlers through the low-hanging branches, his hooves squelching in the thick mud. 

He broke free of the worst of the trees and found what Moony had been trying to get. Regulus Black stood in a clearing not too far from the grounds picking Fluxweed. James transformed and sprinted towards Regulus. He grabbed the surprised boy by the arm, hauled him to his feet and set off running. 

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing, Potter?!” Regulus yelled at him. 

“Shut up! Don’t you know it’s dangerous to be out on a full moon?” He didn’t break step as he told Regulus off. 

“Don’t be an idiot, Potter. There are no werewolves in the forbidden forest.” Regulus scoffed, just as a howl was let loose. It was closer than it should be. 

James turned his head in the direction it came from and ran faster. He basically dragged Regulus onto the lawn. 

“Hurry up!” James urged the other boy as they clambered up the steep slope. 

Frantic barking called from the tree line as a humongous silver grey wolf broke through the trees. Regulus gasped beside him. James turned to Regulus and whispered, “Run!” Before running towards the Wolf, transforming into his animagus form and catching him mid-leap with his antlers. He didn’t have time to check on Regulus and just prayed he’d made it back up to the castle. 

Padfoot latched onto Moony’s leg and began dragging him back towards the Whomping Willow, Wormtail holding onto Moony’s ear for dear life. They’d have to keep him locked up there for the remainder of the night, it was just too dangerous. It had been a close one and James knew come the morning Regulus would want some answers that he wasn’t sure he could give. 

Next part

[jamespotterbbg]

may 12 - rub - @jegulus-microfic - 164 words

Regulus and Pandora often took trips into the forbidden forest. It was a big deal to Pandora, she wished to explore and find imaginary creatures such as Nargles.

Regulus played along, it made his friend happy.

He liked the woods, the tall trees and the soft grass. He very much liked it when they found friendly animals inside. There weren’t many, but there always seemed to be this one stag.

Regulus found it odd, he could swear it was the same one every time, and the creature was always alone. There were no other deer in the forest to be found. The stag was friendly and often came up to Regulus. 

At first the boy was nervous but the stag was gentle it seemed. Now, when Pandora ran off to find Nargles, Regulus knelt down on the forest floor.

The stag would patter over and chuff at him, nuzzling his hand. Regulus would rub his fur and love on him. He liked the stag.

[h0esbetrippin]

R.I.P Regulus Black, you would have single handedly solved the fnaf lore.

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

Ok so James is a stag and stags have to shed their antlers and while I love the Marauders I don’t truly think they would research their animals

So can you imagine one night they’re out and about (probably a full moon) and James suddenly just shakes his antlers off

Everyone would probably panic James would think he’s dying Sirius would probably think that too Remus would be in werewolf mode so he’s probably just confused and Peter (who I like to imagine would sit on James back or head) would just be frozen in shock

And the next morning the whole of hogwarts wakes to find all the marauders (sans Remus who’s in the hospital wing) researching deer and everyone begins stressing about a new prank the Marauders are gonna do

[siriuslybowie81]

At the library:

James: Hay moony. I need to talk to you.

Remus:

James: I know only you can keep it a secret.

So. I'm in love with regulus and you can't tell anyone. OK bye.

Remus to the cat sitting right next to him:

Hey reg guess what.

[yourgalgremlin]

Regulus: Sirius & James’ idiotic pranks = childish

Also Regulus:

🐈‍⬛: Meow, me-ooh! In ur face🖕🏽

[cherry-pop-elf]

Big Bad Wolf

Dad! Remus x Reader

It’s the full moon, and Harry came running to you for advice and help. Lupin went missing, and Harry is scared that someone’s going to get hurt. Or worse. Expelled His dad will end up shot. So, as the romantic partner to the boys father you go and help him. You both just hope to find him before someone else does

Warnings 18+, Horror, Gore, violence, fear, Whump, character death ((deserved)) happy ending

Writing Commission’s Are Open

“Dad-?! Dad!” You were startled awake, by the sounds of Harry. You were spending a few days, at Hogwarts, with Lupin. As his romantic partner it was permitted, but it sure did startle students to see someone who wasn’t their teacher in the classroom. Such as you, having fallen asleep at his desk. You were waiting for Lupin, but it seems sleep caught you first. Until now.

“Have you seen dad-?” Harry asked, as he hurried towards you. A bottle in hand, with a worried look. You did not like where this was going. You really hope that was not a full bottle of wolfsbane. As if that was needed right now. You sat up quickly and straightened up.

"He said he needed to run and talk to someone really quick, and asked for me to stay here until he came back." Now that you said it out loud, it made you very suspicious. You had a bad feeling about this. A very very very bad feeling. It seemed the feeling was mutual, and no words were needed. The two of you were soon running out of the classroom, and straight outside. Wands out.

"Great, just great-" You huffed, as the two of you were now roaming around the grounds. A worry of what happened with Remus, and if the Dementors would come your way. You made sure to hold Harry's hand, and he did not refuse it. He had a uncomfortable run in with the Dementors after all, as if he wanted another.

"Should we ask Hagrid for help?" Harry asked, as you pondered. That could be very helpful. He was a monster keeper of sorts, and more people looking could reduce casualties. Fang could help as well, but Hagrid was not the best with secrets. Still.....You had a werewolf boyfriend on the loose, and one not on potions.

"I will go talk to Hagrid; you go to the Shrieking Shack. Maybe he went there by habit?" Seems like Hermione was really rubbing off on him, because that made perfect sense. You recall a few times you could hear him, when locked in his designated room, about a shack. Along with his night terrors, and school days.

The plan was set, and Harry explained to you how to get there. Most likely knowing, in case of emergencies. The two of you would split, and Harry hurried to Hagrid's Hut. You stayed, until he made it. Just to be sure. Once he had entered the home, you would hurry to the tree, it was terrifying, but you had to. For Remus.

You had to army crawl, and enter with a few scrapes, but you managed. You hit the knot in the tree, and was able to slip through the roots. Through the dirty cavern, and across the rocks. It was a journey, but you managed. You would push at the wooden boards, and soon had your head in the shack. The stench of blood heavy in your nose. He was here.

"Moony?" You whispered, as the world went still. Even the wind seemed afraid to speak. You were terrified, but someone had to be there for him. You swallowed your biile, and forced yourself into the house. Onto your knees, wand in hand, before properly standing.

Deep breaths, that made you gag, in a vain attempt to try and calm yourself. You knew this when he told you what he was. He didn’t want you to sign up blind. He didn’t want to feel like he trapped you. The moment he told you, you tried to study all you could. Meaning you carried your own vile of wolfsbane. Small, but hopefully enough to soothe.

As you tried to follow the stench, you couldn’t help but hear something. It was someone. Someone gagging, and coughing. Seeming to be….No. No no. You had hope the blood you smelled was that of a wild animal, but no. It was of someone.

You wanted to barge in, and see if you could save them, but that could cause issues. Like him turning on you. Instead, you kept your steps quiet. Just coming closer, as the figure kept gasping and wheezing. Begging. What made your blood run cold was what the person said.

“Remus, please….You would have done the same in my place. You would ha-“ Before there was silence. Silence, as bones were snapping. Crunching, and being devoured. They were dead, and you knew that you couldn’t do anything to have prevented it. You tried to reason, at least.

Finally, you were at the door. Given quite the sight to behold. This sickly looking beast, chowing away on a dead body. Beyond recognition, except for an arm. Said arm having been torn off, and slammed into the wall near the door frame. You narrowed your eyes, as you saw it was missing a finger. Clearly before the attack, as the numb was healed over.

Before you could wonder who the figure was, you suddenly felt something bite at your leg. Not in a means to attack. It was so gentle, you almost didn’t notice. A attempt to grab your attention. It succeeded, as you looked down to a black dog. Shaggy, skinny, and struggling to pull you away from the door. A means to get you away.

Seems it acted too late, as the nawing of flesh was silenced. Just the eerie sounds of blood falling on wood, as the werewolf looked over. Blacken eyes focused on you, as it growled. Clawed, and mangled, fingers were soon on the floor. Cautiously approaching you, only for the dog to block its path. Guarding you.

You didn’t know what to do. Do you run? Do you stay? Do you move slowly? You can only read so many books, before you face a real deal. Nothing prepares you for a real life experience. Was he staring at you because he recognized you? Was he no longer hungry? Was he aware of your scent, and wouldn’t harm you?

So many thoughts, only to be silenced by an ear rattling howl. That said that, and you were trying to run for your life. The shaggy dog quick to defend you, and jump at Remus. Buying you time, as you tried to think of where to go. Leave the building? Back into the hole? You didn’t know. Before you could make a choice, the rotten wood broke under you.

Crashing through you went, only for your leg to snap in the process. You screamed in pain, and that alerted Remus to you. You tried to fight through the pain, as you held your wand up. Trying to defend yourself, as Remus tore through more of the wood. Leaving splinters to rain down on you, as you laid in the broken old living room.

“REMUS-! PLEASE-!” You sobbed, as you didn’t want to hurt him. Blood pooled around you, as the torn muscle was shreds around your shattered bone. So much pain, panic, and despair. Was this the end? Dispite it all, all you could think of was how this would affect Remus. The guilt he would hold, when the moon rises again. Only to see you dead in his teeth.

Seemed that would only be a nightmare, as he was slow to approach you. Sniffing you, before looking down at your leg. Giving it a lick, and whine. As if trying to help you. If you weren’t so delirious from pain, you would find it sweet.

“Fuck, you look like shit.” A voice spoke to you, as Remus seemed to curl around you. Using himself a pillow, for you to rest on. Just feeling his ribs, and hearing his strong breathing and heart. It was soothing, and let you catch your breath. Long enough to register where the voice came from.

A man was soon standing infront of you, in a Azkaban uniform. With long, black, shaggy hair. With a beard to match, against his gaunt face. So skinny, yet so alive. Shaggy black hair, just like shaggy black fur. That’s when it hit you.

“Padfoot….” You choked out, when you weren’t crying from pain. The name made him smile, and you could see life in his hollow eyes. It warmed his heart so much, knowing Remus told you about him. That he was still spoken so positively. That Remus didn’t believe the verdict. He knew better.

“That’s me. Now be quiet, and take advantage of Mooney having a full belly.” He hushed you, as he would begin to try and help with your leg. He would take his torn shirt off, and forced you to bite into it. Trying to make you quiet, as he popped the bone into place. Making you scream into the fabric, as you held Remus tighter. Suppose in that feral brain of his could register his mate was hurting, and soon was nuzzling his face against yours. Using his nose to wipe your tears away.

“There. Worse of it is over. Now how about-“ Before he could finish, the sound of the basement door was opening. Before Sirius could do anything, you grabbed his pant leg. Trying to get him to stay. The pain, however, made you feel to weak. Your vision was blurring, as you curled up against Remus. It was all to much, and soon…..You blacked out.

Morning came, and it was unwanted. The sunlight on your face, and making you groan. “Five more minutes-“ Was your reply to the beast, before a chuckle was a reply. A chuckle you knew very well. A laugh that made you fight the sun, and open your eyes. Remus.

“Morning, pup.” He smiled, as he set his book aside. His scared up hand was quick to help brush the sleep from your eyes, as you took in the world. Such as how your leg was propped up, and that all the blinding white was from the medical wing. Another comforting sight was that Padfoot was in another medical bed. Being treated, and not sent to Azkaban.

“Lots of questions, I know. I’ll keep it short. I had made an attempt to go check on Sirius, last night, only for the two of us to stumble upon a familiar rat. We chased him for so long, we didn’t register the moon. Suppose it was a good thing we didn’t. A lot of good has now been done, with him disposed.” Despite what seemed like good news, there were tears in his eyes. Like he lost an old friend. Suppose you’ll ask about that later. Now, you needed rest.

“I can’t believe you came chasing after me.” He tsked, as he was already using a cold rag on your face. Helping you cool off. “Suppose Harry is to blame. I could have hurt you. I would never forgive myself if I had infected you to. I could have-“ He went on and on, before you held his hand. Forcing him to stop, as you smiled.

“Then you won’t be so lonely on those full moons, would you?” He wanted to be frustrated with you, but that would be rather hypocritical. So, he just gave a defeated sigh. With a smile. “I have a type, it seems….” Was added, as Harry was soon to enter the wing. Along with his friends. Hermione, and Ron. All needing answers about why an escaped convict was in the medical wing.

Remus would give a sigh, as you scooted over. As best as you could, so he could sit with you. The trio was soon on the neighboring bed, sitting together, while keep quiet for Sirius to sleep. A snuggle into Remus’s lap, and he took a deep breath. Knowing you were there to support him.

“It all started, when three little Gryffindors thought it was wise to become unregistered Animagi….”

[charlie-and-mushrooms]

I got my dog before I got into the marauders and guess what? She looks like padfoot, acts like padfoot, and her name is Lillie