It was a normal evening for James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. The three best friends were coming back from outside. they were all playing Quidditch. James or course beat them. "I beat all of you did you see that dive. I did?" James cheered as the entered the house. Sirius rolled his eyes as they sat down in the living room with their Butterbeer.

"You always beat us, James," Remus pointed out from the pages of the book that he had been reading the night before. Sirius laughed at the werewolf's logic.

"He does have a point Progs," Sirius laughed as he took a drink from his Butterbeer. "When are you parents coming home?" Sirius asked as he looked out the window. It was going so well for the three friends until it was not. For the next day was the full moon. Remus was in the basement waiting for the moon to reach his body. Remus hated the full moon. He hated being a werewolf, he hates how he can't love the moon then he should. The thing that he hates the most was silver bullets. Remus shivered when he thought of the harsh burn he gets when he touched sliver.

"It is time," Remus said out loud in a weak small voice. Remus sighed as the moonlight hit his skin.

Days have passed, and Remus was on a walk. His mother, however, was against this, but Remus told her that he was not going to get better lying around in bed all day. So, Remus was walking alone. He wished that his best friends were there with him, but they were not. Remus sighed at the thought as he continued to walk. The werewolf stopped when his werewolf hearing picked up something up behind him. He was going to turn around when he felt pain go through his side. He never got the chance to see what hit him because he fell to the ground and he blacked out.

Sirius Black woke with a start from a nightmare of his old house and his parents, no they were not his parents. Sirius sighed and got out of bed. He then left the room and went down the stares. He was going in the living room when he heard the doorbell ring. Sirius's eyebrows shot up as he walked to the door. When the young Black opened the door he screamed. In the doorway stood Remus holding his bloody side with his hand that was covered in blood. There were also weird blue vain like lines on his face. "Moony? Moon? What happened?" Sirius asked as Remus limped into the Potter Manor. Remus, however, did not say anything as he started to cough up blood. Sirius's eyes grew wide. He only coughs up blood when he touches sliver. Sirius started to panic. "James! James!" Sirius called as he helped Remus move more into the house. James with his parents came running down the stairs to see Remus with blood falling down his lips and Sirius with tears in his eyes as he glided Remus into the living room.

"What the hell? What happened Sirius?" James asked as his mother gave him a look for his language. James sighed and looked at Sirius who like Remus had tears in his eye's. Sirius shook his head.

"I don't know Progs, but I think he was shot with something silver," Sirius replied voice twisting with anger.

"What? Who?" James was cut off by Remus coughing again

"Moony?!" Sirius cried voice breaking.

"We need to get him to the hospital," James's father said as he looked at his son. James and Sirius nodded.

They rushed Remus to the hospital. They had to use the Floo because Remus was in no shape to apparate nor could he yet. James, Sirius and James's parents were all in the waiting room. Sirius was pacing while James was writing to Remus's parents. James's parents were talking to some Aurors about what had happened. "Padfoot calm down. Moony will be fine. He touched silver before. He is strong," Sirius nodded but continued to pace. James sighed as he sent the letter off then looks over to his parents who were walking over to their son's. one by blood and one by not. "We should write to Peter," James suggested. Sirius nodded as he started to write to his other best friend.

Sirius was still pacing when Remus's parents came into the hospital. "Where is he? where is my sweet boy?" Hope Lupin cried as she held her husband in her arms. She looked over to Sirius who was still pacing with his hands into fists and tears in his eyes. James sighed and stood up.

"They are helping him right now Misses. Lupin. Don't worry Rem will be fine," James said trying to sound strong but failing at it.

"I know James. thank you for looking after him. Thank you as well, Sirius," Sirius stopped pacing and looked at Hope then to Lyall. He gave them both a small smile.

It has been more than an hour when the healer that was looking after Remus came out of the hall. Sirius was the first to stand. When the healer called: "Family of Remus Lupin?"

"How is he?" Sirius asked in a frantic and rushed voice. The healer pulled out a clipboard.

"He's going to be just fine," Sirius let out a sigh of relief with James doing the same. "However," Sirius and everyone tensed. "He does have some silver damage. He is a werewolf right?" he lowered his voice. Everyone nodded. "Then he does have some silver damage," he cleared his throat before he said. "Two of you can go see him at a time. Who wants to go first?" James and Sirius looked at each other. James opened his mouth but Sirius spoke first.

"I think his parents should," Sirius said with defeat in his voice.

"No, Mr. Black I think you and James should. You are his best friends," the healer looked at Sirius with a raised eyebrow. He then saw a smile on his face.

"Thank you Mr. Lupin. Come on Progs," Sirius said as the healer nodded. The three of them then walked down the hall to Remus's room.

Sirius and James had tears again in their eyes when they saw Remus asleep in his hospital bed. He looked sick more than usual. The blue vain lines were fading but they were still there. On his side, he had a bandage that was drenched in blood. It was dry but you can still see it. "Who? Who did this to him? More to the point why? What did Remus do to deserve this?" Sirius said quietly. James heard a hint of anger in his voice. James sighed and sat down. Sirius did the same as they both watched the sleeping werewolf. "Any word from Wormtail?" Sirius asked after a few minutes of silence other than Remus's steady breathing. James shook his head.

"No, no word from him,"

"I don't think Remus's parents are going to like who did this to Moony," Sirius said with a dry laugh. James nodded in agreement.

Sirius had fallen asleep by the time that Hope and Lyall walked in. "Mr. Black?" Hope said gently as she placed a hand on Sirius's arm. Sirius flinched and woke with a start. He screamed. This scream woke James who had also fallen asleep.

"Siri are you ok?" James asked rubbing his eyes. Sirius relaxed when he saw that it was only Hope Lupin.

"Sorry nightmare. I hate my mother, Sirius said under his breath. James heard this and nodded.

"Do you want to talk about it?" James mouthed. Sirius sighed and mouthed back:

"Later," James nodded and looked back at Remus's parents. "We can leave you alone. Come on Padfoot," Sirius sighed and followed James out.

"Oh, our poor son. Lyall who would do such a thing?" Hope said as she picked up Remus's hand and kissed it gently. Lyall shook his head and sighed:

"I don't know dear, but they will pay. No one does this to my son," Hope nodded as Remus's doctor walked in.

"Are you the boy's parents?" He asked. Hope and Lyall nodded. "Well, he was brought here by the Potter's and the young Black. He was shot with silver. Does anyone else know about your son being a werewolf?" The doctor asked as he walked more into the room and closed the door.

"No. Well other than his friends James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew, his professors at school, and James's parents," Lyall replied looking down at his sleeping son. "Will Remus be ok. He's fine, right?" Lyall said in a panicked voice.

"Yes, he will. I wonder who would do something like this?"

Peter Pettigrew Walked down the road nervously. He had just got a letter from Sirius telling him that 'someone had shot Moony.' He can't tell them he cant. He sighed as he looked at the muggle gun in his twitching hand and closed his eyes. "if you got rid of the werewolf. People would respect you,"

"But my friends do. I don't understand. They don't,"

"Well if you don't kill the werewolf and the young Blood trader's. I will kill them myself as well as you. So don't fail me. Hay relax you're a Death Eater now," Peter opened his eyes and put the gun in his pocket.

"I'm going to finish the job," he said darkly as he walked down the road.

A/N: so this came to me in a dream. I'm not sure how that is possible lol. Anyway, tell me what you think. See you next time. -Captain Voxland