Hey guys… I'm back. And no I haven't forgotten about my other story. I just need some help. Any ideas? Anywho, this idea came into my head and just wouldn't leave. Hope you like it. WARNING major Remus abuse ahead…

"You think he'll be okay to apparate?" Sirius asked, his voice shaky as he watched James rearrange Remus to gain a better grip. "I mean, he really can't handle being splinched and what if-"

"What choice have we got, Padfoot? We don't have the time," James said harshly. He didn't mean it, Sirius knew that. Everyone's nerves were shot, and James was right. They were running out of time.

-Two Days Earlier-

The meeting adjourned as it always did: Frank and Alice thanked Molly for the wonderful meal. Gideon and Fabian laughed loudly at who knows what. Peter snuck off quietly to wherever his mother lived at the time, and everyone else trickled out into the world like a slow leak. These actions and sounds were expected, and was an unspoken relief among the Order to have a routine. And as silly and unorganized as it was, it was still a routine.

Tonight, however, Sirius, James, and Remus stayed huddled around Professor Dumbledore, who spoke quietly and kept his eyes on Remus, who became more and more pale with each sentence.

"Remus, my dear boy. I'm not saying you are a death eater, nor am I saying you will be swayed so easily. But Voldemort is recruiting werewolves. If Fenrir is on their side, chances are, they'll know about you soon enough." Sirius and James looked from Dumbledore to Remus, and Sirius spoke next.

"Yeah mate, they already know all of us are in the Order, and if they know you're a werewolf too, there's no way you won't be made a target." Remus looked tired and ran his hands over his face. The dark circles under his eyes were becoming more prominent as the moon bloated more and more in the sky.

"I know, I know. And I'll move in with Sirius for a week or two as planned. But until Wednesday, I'd like to sleep in my own bed, if it's all the same to you. The moon is worse if I upend my whole life right before. And my mum's cottage is in the middle of nowhere. They'd have to really be searching to find me." He stood and made his way to the door, coat in hand.

"Mate. At least let us stay with you for a couple days. It'd be fun, just like at Hogwarts!" Sirius and James followed closely behind, smiles growing with each step. They almost ran into Remus when he abruptly stopped and turned around. He smiled.

"Yeah, I guess it would. Meet me at my place, then?" The other two nodded, and then Remus was gone with a loud crack. The other two said their goodbyes, grabbed some bread from dinner, and followed suite.

The air was heavy with magic when James and Sirius made it to the cottage. A few trees from the surrounding forest had scorch marks on the trunks, grass and weeds were violently torn from the earth and thrown about, and obviously there had been a struggle.

"Moony? Remus!" Sirius yelled and searched wildly in the woods while James ran toward the house and threw open the old wooden door. Remus' home appeared untouched.

"...Remus? Merlin Remus, you had better be in here! REMUS!" He kicked a chair as he screamed. When he was sure Remus wasn't there, he ran outside to Sirius. "Any sign of him?" His voice trembled and Sirius nodded.

"I found his wand. Nothing else. Gods, James. They took him. In the five minutes we were gone, THEY TOOK HIM!" Sirius grabbed at his hair and paced. "We've got to try to catch Dumbledore before he leaves." They were lucky. Often, after meetings, Albus would stay and drink tea with Molly and Arthur (if for no other reason than courtesy to his hosts).

"Ah, what brings you two – Where's Remus?" Dumbledore saw the panic on their faces.

The two rushed forward, ignoring the looks they were receiving. "They took him, Albus. They took him and we don't know where!" Sirius started pacing. Immediately Dumbledore stood.

"Sit. I'll send a patronus to the rest of the order. We'll get him back, I promise." He left. James and Sirius sat heavily on the worn couch they had only left thirty minutes prior. From their wild hair and the empty look in their eyes, even those who had not heard knew that something was terribly wrong.

"…Sirius? James? What…what happened?" Dorcas Meadowes walked in, drying her hands after helping Molly with the dishes. She had a fondness for muggle chores. She said it gave her time to think. "Where's Remus?"