This is a thing I'm doing with my friend - Andraste Straton - who is doing it from the view of Remus Lupin... nothing too graphic... or at all for the moment tbh... review if you wanna :D

I stood on the hill, the wind blowing gently through my dark hair as I stared out across the dense forest below us. I could see a clearing in the clouds. The moon would be coming through any minute. I prayed. I prayed as hard as I could that Remus had remembered to take his potion. Not for the brat and his stinky little friends behind me – That child still stood a symbol of everything I'd regretted, everything I'd wished not to be – But for Remus. It hurt me to watch; to hear his screams of pain. I wished for his happiness and his happiness only.

Moonlight fell through the clearing. His face said it all. The terror in his eyes chilled me. My hopes washed away in a flood of tears. I didn't want to watch. I didn't want to see Peter's foul smirk. But I had to do something. The only thing stopping me was my rage – my mind couldn't cope in these sorts of situations and any emotion would turn into pure anger. I guess that's all I had to work with. I charged towards him.

"Remus! Remus, look at me!" I called, grabbing his thrashing head.

He snarled and breathed a wind of fishy wolf breath at my face. I swallowed, trying to stop myself gagging.

"Remus, listen to me for God's sake! You don't belong in that body! Control yourself, man!"

I pressed my head against his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist, trying to control my anger. His clothes still smelt of the sweet caring man I'd come to love, even if the man inside didn't. I didn't know what else to do. Looking up, his eyes were still the beautiful blue that they always had been, even more wonderful now as the moonlight danced off them. Why did it have to be him that was different?

I closed my eyes and whispered "I love you" as I took the first blow of the night.

I re-awoke a few minutes later, entangled in branches. My face was scratched and bleeding. Not enough to bother me – I was just annoyed that he'd do that. His snarl echoed through the trees to where I'd landed. If I didn't do anything soon, Harry and his followers would be torn apart. I sighed to myself.

"This is for Remus' future. Don't think I've forgiven you, Lily."

Morphing into a dog, I ran back up the slope. Severus was there.

"Could this get any worse?" I thought to myself.

I leapt at Remus, biting and jabbing him – drawing him away from the man that was threatening his sweet life. Eventually he noticed me and I lead him away from the school. I'd planned to let him chase me until sunrise when he would collapse into a tired heap of naked man, but he caught me in an iron grasp and flung me about like a rag doll. I winced as he scratched at my flesh - He'd lost every ounce of himself to the beast inside. I thought he was going to kill me. Then he stopped. Something had attracted him away from me and I heard him scamper into the distance.

I lay in the bracken for what seemed like hours to my battered body. I slowly picked myself up and stumbled back down the slope to the water's edge. I collapsed – barely conscious. I hurt like hell, but at least I knew I was still alive. The stones around me rattled and the panting 13 year old boy ran towards my shattered body. He really seemed to care. Just like James... James.

A cold wind swept my dirty hair across my face. I couldn't see much or hear much any longer, slipping in and out of consciousness. But the air around me stabbed at my skin with freezing needles. A sudden bolt of realisation struck me. They were here. They had found me. Here to destroy my very being - The Dementors.

I heard a voice, coaxing me back to consciousness.

"Siri." It called.

It was only faint in my ear, but I recognised it. How couldn't I when it was all I had longed to hear for 12 long, painful years? I struggled to grasp it, to latch on to the point at which dream became reality.

"Sirius, you are pulling through this!" He dictated.

I chuckled to myself, climbing out of my dream state. "Remi, why can't you always be this forceful?"

He leapt back in a state of shock, reddening at the cheeks. That cute, childlike disposition was one of the things I loved most about him. I raised my head and pecked his tender lips.

"When did you last wash yourself?" Remus remarked.

I stank. But, I was hoping that he wouldn't notice.

"Did it skip your notice that Azkaban wasn't a 5 star hotel? Besides, you don't look too hot yourself." I laughed.

He grinned. "When have I ever looked 'hot'?"

I shook my head and leaned inwards, my mind racing with crude and inappropriate things to say in reply. I settled with a simple "Seriously?" and leant my head against his chest to listen to his pounding heart.