I've read many a Marauder fanfic in my day, and I've noticed that most of the fics in which Remus is revealed to be a werewolf follow the same pattern: Sirius, James, and Peter notice that Remus is always gone on a full moon, connect the dots, and then assure him they're still his friends. Not a bad storyline by any means, but I wanted to take a different approach. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: None of these marvelous fellas are mine.
Chapter 1
"Boy, you should have seen that Slytherin's face we he found out a second year had hexed him!"
Late, in the Gryffendor common room, three boys sat by the cracklings fireplace, sides splitting from sharing their adventures.
"Wow! I can't believe that you used a spell from the sixth years' textbook, James!"
Peter, a short blond boy, bounced up and down on the couch next to James. On James's other side, a dark-haired stuck his nose in the air, and huffed, "What do you expect, Peter? Jamie and I are at the top of the class in DADA."
James rolled his eyes behind his thick glasses, but a grin refused to stay hidden.
"Shut up, Siri!"
Sirius smirked, ducking the pillow James chucked at him.
"You know what, fellas? This calls for a celebration!"
Peter clapped his hands.
"Ooh, ooh! Let's sneak down to the kitchens and get something to eat!"
"Peter, don't tell me you're still hungry?!"
The chubby boy looked sheepish. James grinned again.
"Not a bad idea, actually. We can grab some chocolate for Remus while we're there."
The smiles of the three boys flickered as they thought of their friend; Remus had left earlier evening for his grandfather's funeral.
"Poor Remus. He's looked sick all day."
Sirius nodded.
"He must be really upset."
Their moment of silence stretched on. Then, James spoke up.
"All the more reason for us to grab a few chocolate frogs, then! Come on, gents! I'll fetch the cloak!"
The trio ducked under the oversized cloak James had brought out, and disappeared from sight as quickly as a lightening flash.
"Peter, get off of my foot!"
"Sorry."
"Shut up you two!"
"Sorry!"
"Don't be sorry, be quiet!"
"Sor-"
James clapped his hand over Peter's mouth. He whispered, "Guys! Look over there!"
Illuminated by the last rays of sunlight was the figure of a skinny boy with sandy brown hair dashing down the corridors.
"Is that...?"
"Remus. Why is he still here?"
"He's sneaking out. Without us!"
Peter struggled out of James's grasp.
"We should catch up to him. He might get caught!"
The other boys stared at him. Peter shrugged.
"I mean, he's supposed to have left Hogwarts already! He could get in trouble!"
"Peter..." Sirius whispered thoughtfully, "...that's two things you've said right today." He smirked. "You're on a roll!"
Under the cloak, Peter's chubby face beamed.
"C'mon! Let's go!"
(A/N: virtual brofist to anyone who catches the Spaceballs reference!)