A/N: Hello all! We hope you enjoy our next story here! It's our first try at a co-written angst. We don't know too much about the complications of asthma or anything, most of our facts in here come from researching on a few asthma websites and such. Sadly, it's only Selena here to post for you all today, but no worries Moonlet will be back soon! (She's probably staring at that picture of the Marauders playing poker on ArtDungeon lol.) Reviews are welcome!

Disclaimer: Neither of us own Harry Potter, or anything affiliated with it, so please, don't rub it in.

List of Important OCs in this chapter:

John Lupin- Remus's Father

David Lupin- Remus's Brother

Jane Lupin- Remus's Mother

Ministry of Magic: 9:00 a.m.

Sighing in frustration and despair John Lupin banged his head on his desk, scattering a few papers from a large stack that continued to grow larger with every day. It had been the third week since the first attack on a ministry worker's child. Ever since 12 more had occurred, the most recent being last weekend. Tensions in the Ministry of Magic had been growing since everyone knew that something was going to happen...but to who?

Startled by the chime of the clock hanging on the wall, which was partially covered with memos, reports, and pictures of his two sons and wife, John smiled reminiscently at a photograph of his youngest son dancing with his mother. Remus was only four then, but now at the hearty age of five he had no problem clinging to his older brother, David, as well.

Strong, active, and protective of his sibling, David was a miniature version of John himself. Ever since Remus began to show symptoms, David had done his best to never let him out of his sight. Being only five at the time of Remus's premature birth, David had, at the time, no understanding of how delicate his younger brother was. David had a much better understanding of it now. However David and Remus did have those lovely sibling rivalries; they weren't immune. Despite arguments, David had been a role model to his younger brother ever since his birth.
John started at the sound of footsteps outside of his office door, and rose at the sound of three strong knocks on the oak. There was no doubt that the man outside was Fenrir Greyback. John took a deep breath, and when he felt calm, voiced for Greyback to enter and invited him to take a seat.

"Why did you call for me, Lupin," Greyback asked vehemently as he scratched at the peeling varnish on John's desk with a long fingernail that resembled a claw.

John shuddered at the sound and appearance of the fingernail, and flushed as he looked up at met Fenrir's yellow eyes. Clearing his throat, John began with small talk, hoping that it would ease the tension that seemed to be filling the stuffy air of the nearly claustrophobic workspace.

Sensing Fenrir's impatience, John lead into the real reason that he had wanted to talk.

"Have you heard about the attacks on those children? Terrible crimes. I've noticed that they are all children who have a parent working in the ministry. Any idea who could do such a thing?" He gulped, hoping that it didn't sound too much like an accusation.

"What are you trying to say, Lupin?" Greyback narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Nothing really...just inquiring into the situation. Typical ministry protocol. You know how it is."

Fenrir raised an accusing eyebrow.

Rubbing his hands on his trousers, John's breath felt slightly constricted as he continued nervously. "A witness came forward yesterday, they saw the 6th attack; the one on the McKinnons. They gave us a description that sounded similar to you, but I am sure that was just a coincidence. You know how everyone wants to get into the Prophet these days..."

Suddenly, Fenrir lunged at John, grabbed him by the neck, and pressed him against the wall with such force that it knocked the breath out of him. "Tell me," he demanded in a low, raspy voice, "tell me who the witness is."

John shook his head, his eyes wide with fear and shock. He was determined not to leak out anything that would hurt anyone.

Greyback pushed closer to John, his breath hot on his neck as he spoke. "I have access to everything. Addresses aren't hard to find, don't think I can't find out where you live, Lupin. You have two sons, do you not? Such a shame it would be if something were to happen, an accident?"

John lowered his eyes from Fenrir's face. Defeated, he rasped the name 'Harold Fenley,' before feeling the pressure on his neck loosen. Sliding down the wall he massaged his throat and breathed heavily. Fenrir had already left by the time John raised his eyes towards the closed door, but a distinct 'He knows' could be heard before footsteps retreated. Within seconds John heard yells coming from down the hall where Fenley's office was.

He sighed as he closed his tired eyes and massaged his aching forehead.

The Lupin Household: 9:30 a.m.

"David! David grab the medicine!" cried Jane Lupin as she rubbed Remus's back, trying to help ease the pain. It had been his fourth asthma attack in less than a week, each one with the same intensity, although still very frightening for the family. The doctors had given no reassurance on how to increase the time between the attacks. As a result, Jane had begun to research magical doctors to try and find something to ease the symptoms, having had no experience with the magical world itself until she married John. Remus was crying into his mom's shoulder when his older brother came running down their stairs clutching Remus's inhaler.

David forced the inhaler into his mom's hands and moved closer to his ailing brother. He felt his heart constrict as his mom forced Remus to use the inhaler. Remus still had tears in his eyes and was clinging to his mom with all his might by the time the attack stopped. Jane picked up her young son, carried him to the couch, and placed him in his brother's hands. Remus buried himself in the crook of David's arm and fell asleep. Jane smiled slightly and placed a blanket over the two. David nodded at his mom letting her know that Remus would be well-watched over.

Jane walked into her kitchen to make some tea for herself and busied herself with the tea pot. When she had two cups of tea she gave David one to drink with his free arm and sat down with them on the couch. She turned on their television before jumping at the sound of her husband's voice coming from the fireplace.

"John!" she exclaimed as she got up from the couch.

"Jane! I am coming home early. Do not open the door for anyone else. Hear me!" he told her demandingly. "John, what happened?"

"I will tell you later, just do as I ask. Where are my sons." He had panicked because the front of the couch was out of his sight.

"Relax. Remus had another attack. He is fine and lying on the couch with David." John breathed a sigh of relief and said his goodbyes with his wife. Jane prepared for John's arrival home. Their conversation had unnerved her and she didn't know what to make of the lack of information. She looked over at her sons sleeping content and smiled at the brotherly bond they had formed.

A few minutes later, John apparated into the house and immediately put up the wards to secure is home. When he was happy with it he went straight to the couch were his two sons were sleeping. David had his arm around his little brother's form. Remus's head had fallen onto David' chest. John smiled and without waking the two boys, checked his youngest son's breathing. It was better than before, but it would be dangerous if Remus had another attack.

Sighing he left his sons to sleep in peace and wandered into the kitchen where his wife waited for him. She gasped at the sight of his bruised neck and proceeded to examine it with gentle hands.

"John, what happened?"

John embraced her lovingly and finally released his tears of fear, knowing that she would not judge him. She lead him to their table and set a cup of tea in front of him. He nodded gratefully before taking a sip and then telling his story.

TBC...