Sooooorry! (Dodging rotten tomatoes that are being thrown at head)
Okay I'm so sorry to the people who read my other
Stuff and then I stopped writing it, but I promise that if you review I will try to write as many chapters as you want.
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"Mommy is Santa Clause real?" Remus Lupin asked in his racecar pyjamas, for about the twentieth time that day.
"No Remy, Santa still isn't real," Mary Lupin said with a laugh. "Now go play in your room so Daddy and me can talk, than we'll be up to tuck you in, Okay?" she said bending down to his height.
"Okay. Love you Mommy. Love you Daddy" he whispered, and ran to the hallway and up the stairs to his bedroom.
When he got there, he ran to the end of his bed and grabbed the stuff wolf he had gotten when he was just born, then jumped onto his bed and pulled his blankets up.
As he lay in bed, he heard a strange growling sound. As he turned around to see if his Wolf made that sound, he remembered that his Mommy had said that his wolf wasn't real.
A minute or two later and he heard the
sound again.
Confused he went to his window, when he looked out he say a large dog that seemed angry, but he would help the puppy. It was probably just scared. Right?
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Once he got to his front steps the dog started to walk away, thinking it was strange that it was going into forest, he started to fallow him.
He walked until they were in a clearing, then the large dog turned to Remus with a growl.
Before he had time to react, the dog was on him, biting him and scratching him.
He tried to push the dog away but he was to big and Remus to small.
"Remus!" he heard, then the dog was pulled off, but his vision went black.
Little did he know that the 'dog' was Fenrir Greyback, who would become the world's most infamous werewolf.
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As Remus slowly swam back to consciousness, he could here his mom arguing with a voice he didn't recognise.
"Please Dr. Richards! You don't understand he's only six! There has to be something you can do for him. Please!" He heard his mom beg before he opened his eyes.
He opened his eyes to see his mother arguing with a person he didn't recognize but his father was nowhere to be seen. He was suddenly overwhelmed by worry, what if that dog had hurt his Daddy too?
Remus tried to talk, but all that came out was a choked sort of coughing sound, that they appeared not to have heard.
He tried again, but only got one word out. "Mom?" he asked in a weak whisper.
Mary Lupin's head snapped around so fast, Remus thought he heard her neck crack.
"Remy!" she cried, pushing Dr. Richards, as he now knew his name to be, out of the way.
"My baby! You're ok…! You are ok aren't you? Do you need anything? Oh! I bet your hungry!" Mary Lupin said with only one breath, as she pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.
"Where's dad?" Remus choked out.
"Don't worry Remy, your father just went down to get some food." She said with a reassuring pat on the cheek. Just as the sentence left her lips there was a loud crash.
They both turned simultaneously, the effect eerie as they both had honey blond hair and large amber eyes. What they saw surprised them both, as John was usually a composed man. Now there was a man that was a clone of Remus except for his hair and eyes. He was standing in the doorway with what looked to be a tray full of food on the ground in front of him, where he quite obviously had dropped them. His face was pale and he had dark circles under his eyes, but you still would know just by looking at him, that he was Remus' father.
"Remus!" Cried his father, his face lighting up with joy as he came to stand by the bed, where he proceeded to give him a bone-crushing hug.
"Dad, need air…!" Remus finely managed to squeeze out, seeing as his father was a lot stronger then his mother, and was now constricting his air without meaning to.
John Lupin pulled away with a laugh, but then his face became drawn, and he turned to his wife.
"Dose he now?" he whispered.
"No, maybe he won't be, maybe he'll be just fine." Mary Lupin said with a hopeful look at Dr. Richards.
With a great sigh, Dr. Richards spoke. "He vary well may not be, but we won't know until the full moon. I'm so sorry." He said with a sympathetic look to Remus, and then walked out.
Remus just looked helplessly between them, trying to find out what was wrong.
"Mom? Dad? What was he talking about? Full moon? What dose he mean?" he asked his parents, his voice shaking.
They both looked at each other, then back too Remus before Mary spoke.
"Baby, you might be a werewolf."