AN: Another drabble prompt. My word, "Fragile".Remus woke up feeling unbelievably sore. It had been a rough full moon, even with the rest of the Marauders at his side.
He tried to move, but a sharp pain shot up through his arm. Yep, definitely broken. Beside him, Sirius- still in dog form- wimpered and nuzzled his cheek.
"Pa-Padfoot," Remus wheezed out before darkness over came him. Sirius changed back into his human form and looked down at the unconscious boy. "Wormtail! Prongs!" He called gang ran toward his cry for help and they all stopped to see Remus, laying there.
"Lets get him to Madame Pomfrey," James said, carefully pulling Remus into his arms, and lifted him up.
"He's so light," James whispered. He looked at Remus and saw how innocent and fragile he seemed in his unconscious state. "It'll be alright, Moony," James kept whispering. "I promise."
Not my best, but I had to end it here because it's a drabble word prompt challenge, so I did my best to keep it short.