Author's note: Written for the Cross generation challenge and The Harry Potter Fairy Tale challenge and the Album to Story challenge. I figured that ages ago, medical procedures would be poorly done because of lack of knowledge. Stitches seem likely during this timeline.
Prologue: Whisper
"Wake up, Moony," a familiar voice hissed at him.
"Go away," Remus Lupin softly growled.
Remus sleepily tried to roll away from the annoying voice but two strong arms prevented him from moving.
"Be careful, Moony! You don't want to rip the stitches so quickly, do you? By the way, Prongs wanted me to warn you about the events of last night."
"Wha-."
"You are in the Hospital Wing. Don't you remember?"
Had there been a full moon, last night? Slowly he began to remember the pungent smell of blood.
"Padfoot, did I hurt anyone?"
"No, no, no! It was a close call. Someone had already gotten to the poor girl before you got a chance," Sirius quickly explained.
"Do you know the girl that was attacked?"
"I don't," Sirius reluctantly admitted.
"You actually don't know," Remus disbelievingly asked him.
"I would remember if I saw a girl like her before," Sirius Black defensively replied.
"Did she find out about me?"
"She was unconscious when Wormtail found her."
"Oh," Remus quietly exhaled.
"Peter and I will be having detention with Filch for a month because we were caught getting the girl to Madame Pomfrey."
"They didn't find out about-."
"No," Sirius interrupted.
"That's good."
"Try to get released from the Hospital Wing today before dinner."
"I'll be lucky if Madame Pomfrey releases me tomorrow, before dinner," Remus sarcastically replied.
"That's true. You have always been her favorite. We might have to postpone the prank because of her," Sirius darkly muttered.
"The best pranks are the ones that you have to wait for,"Remus remarked.
Sirius let out a short bark of laughter.
"See you later."
Remus nodded as he slowly closed his eyes in an attempt to catch some sleep but it was all in vain. The momentary peace that he had felt before Sirius had visited him was gone. A student of Hogwarts had been attacked. The world had grown more dangerous since that lazy afternoon, when his parents had been informed that accommodations had been made for his monthly affliction. What else did he have to worry about?
"Mr. Lupin?"
Remus lazily opened one eye. Madame Pomfrey was standing beside his bedside and was holding a tray of potions that he was required to consume the day after the full moon.
"Will you need help sitting up?"
"No."
Remus slowly sat up with a wince. He tried to imagine that the potions did not taste awful but unfortunately, his imagination quickly failed him.
Author's note: It makes my day to know that people enjoy what I write but I know that there are many ways that I can improve. I have edited and reedited but something might have slipped past me.