My next Harry Potter drabble, written on September 25th.
Moony paced in front of the forest. He had taken the Wolfsbane Potion Snape had brought him but tonight his werewolf side was stronger than usual. Something made him restless, something in the air. It was as if something was calling him. At first he had thought it were loneliness for he had always been more at peace when his friends kept him company but tonight it was more than that.
Suddenly another unusually big wolf stepped out of the forest and instantly Moony felt his wolf calm down and making his body cover in submission.
"Hello, Remus," Fenrir Greyback said.
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