Wolfstar and the Mauraders
A/N: Just a short little fanfic about our favourite canine Mauraders.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I would not be sitting here writing fanfiction. I would be writing more books about the Mauraders, Next Generation and I most certainly would not have made the Cursed Child into a play! No disrespect to our Queen Rowling or anything. By the way if I offended anyone with some of the language in this fic I am sincerely and extremely apologetical!
"Moony? Is that you?" James' voice came out of the darkness. Oh Merlin no, now I'll have to lie to Prongs that it's about some girl or something. "Heartbreak." I mumbled without thinking. "Who over?" James asked curiously while patting my shoulder. "Padfoot." I breathed in a whispered tone not giving a damn if Prongs knew, someone has to know after all. "What? Since when do you love Padfoot? You told me on the Hogwarts Express in second year that you were… Well…" James trailed off. "Bent as a spoon?" I offered trying my hardest to lighten the mood, I was failing due to not used to being the one lifting the atmosphere. "Just what I was trying to say. Now, what's wrong?" James asked again Accioing me a box of tissue. "Thank you Prongs." I answered. I looked at a nearby clock and realised that it was 4am. "What's all this?" A familiar arrogant voice asked. Sirius. No… He can't know not until I can tell him myself! I need to wait for the right time and the right place and neither of those was happening right now. "Moony had a bad dream about transformation." James smoothly covered for me slamming his hand down on my left shoulder.
"Well I have good news and bad news, which one would you two idiots prefer to hear first?" Sirius waved that off with his hand and answered. "Good." I answered softly. "I was talking to Code Red yesterday and she might have been looking for Prongs…" Sirius answered arrogantly with a confident smirk. "WHAT?!" James yelled not giving a care in the world if anyone heard him. "So, what's the bad news, then?" I asked curiously not giving James time to freak out and ask a hell of a lot of questions about how, why, when, where and how it's possible with Sirius about Lily Evans. "Wormy's been taken over to the dark side." Sirius angrily answered. "Wait a second. Do you mean to say that Wormtail – our WORMTAIL, is a DEATH EATER?!" James answered in shock. I was speechless. How could he betray us like that? Especially at the nearing end of fifth year!
Sirius suddenly looked raving mad at Peter but I knew he wouldn't hurt him. I'd had my suspicions about Peter becoming distant with the rest of us... "I hope you lot don't turn out like my bloody family." Sirius muttered darkly to himself and I whispered back in a strained voice from crying. "I'd die before betraying you." "What did you just say Moony? I didn't hear you. Speaking for the hearing range of Padfoot won't work while he's in his 'smug prat' form." James joked slowly giving me a chance to collect my thoughts. "Well, we can't all be prancing stags, Prongs. Now can we?" Sirius answered with a smirk towards Prongs ruffling his madly out of control black hair. "I said that I would die before betraying the both of you." I covered for myself but not as smoothly as Prongs had. "Now, what's all this crying malarkey about, mhh? And don't give me the 'bad transformation dream' shit Remmie." Sirius answered – once again, seeing right through me. "Well, there's this amazing person that I've loved for the past four years but they'll never feel the same way..." I answered vaguely not giving a lot of detail or facts.