Chapter 2: Shattered Loyalty

Summary: Lily and Remus go see Sirius. Moony comes out for his monthly visit and something unexpected happens…

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I can feel the night beginning.
Separate me from the living.
Understanding me,
After all I've seen.
Piecing every thought together,
Find the words to make me better.
If I only knew how to pull myself apart.

-Evanescence, All That I'm Living for

Lily, Remus, and Dumbledore were now in the front desk of St. Mungo's. They were scared. Was Sirius alive? Was he breathing?

Dumbledore gazed at his former students who matured so much this past year. They had witnessed the world and what it held. Darkness, pain, and sorrow. He sighed before he placed his hands on their shoulders and ushered them to Room 154.

The walk to Sirius room felt like torture to them. They felt joy and dread as they neared the room. What will Sirius say when they tell him that his best friend is in Azkaban for murder and James was the reason he was in the hospital now.

Finally, they arrived. Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore opened the door and ushered the two seventeen year old into the room.

Lily gasped as she saw the state of Sirius. Scars ran up and down his arms, his face was pale, and his chest was barely moving.

Remus restrained his tears and he moved toward Sirius, "Padfoot?"

Sirius opened his eyes and smiled slightly. "H-hey Moony"

Lily let the tears fall as she to came in front of Sirius, "Sirius…"

"W-what happened?" He asked barely a whisper

"I think when you are better we may speak about that" Dumbledore said

Sirius nodded weakly before he turned his head, slowly, toward the window. He gazed at it for a moment before he said, "Moony…"

"I know," He answered also gazing out the window.

"I…I'm sorry" Sirius said his breathing becoming slower

Remus noticed this and said, "Don't speak just get better"

Sirius nodded but he said, "I am t-truly s…sorry"

"Its okay" He said smiling reassuringly at his friend.

Sirius laid his head back and closed his eyes. Remus knew why Sirius could not breathe properly yet. It was because he was under the Crusiatas curse more than a minute and, if he was right, his lungs were slightly pierce when Voldemort had injected the knife in him.

He felt a shiver run through his spine and he becomes pale as he look out the window. The moon was rising and it is full…

"I…I got to go" He whispered as he gripped his stomach and groan

"Remus…" Lily said as she neared him

He stopped him and said, "Don't come any nearer. I…got to go" He looks at Dumbledore. He nods and pulls out a shoe. He hands it to Remus and mutters, "be careful" Though he knew when Moony came out that no one would be safe not even Remus himself…

James gasps as he regain conscience. His breathing rapids as he gets up and go to the window and look out. There it was… the moon is full tonight. It is twisted really, because to him the moon looks both beautiful and ugly, bright and dark, romantic and horrifying. He wishes he could appreciate it more when it is full, round, romantic, and peaceful, but all he can do is hate what it does to Moony.

He screamed in rage and sorrow. He broke it. He broke his promise to Moony…he had failed him…

He is back at Hogwarts…at the whomping willow…

It is happening again. Of course he's been expecting it, because he's been used to the sensation for the past eight years…

Groaning, he feels his body start to shiver, as if the soul of the demon is coming forward to take over. He can hear it in his mind, snarling and thrashing and gnashing to be alive for one night. The one night it feels it has the right to have.

This is what he is really; a monster, a demon, and a freak of nature. And he hates himself for it every day.

Pain shoots down his spine as it starts to crack and bend. He knows the sensation so well that he does not bother to scream.

Where were the others? Padfoot…Prongs. Where were they when he needed them the most?

His legs bend backwards, snapping in the process. It sickens him to hear, and mostly feel, his body convulsing and breaking to become something else. Sometimes he is physically sick with it; sometimes so much he brings up blood. It is not the intense pain that does it to him. It is the horror of being torn apart and put back together as something else. Sometimes he feels like a toy, and the demon is the child ripping him apart.

His face begins to elongate as the moonlight floods his sight. He can feel his bones shifting and creaking, and although he is used to it, he will never stop being afraid of it.

He had been eight when Greyback found him. Why he had been out alone at that age, in the night, was anybody's guess. He could not really remember himself, but he thought he might have gotten lost, gotten separated from his parents as they had walked home as the sun had set. He did not know how he had suddenly become surrounded by darkness, and thick trees, alone and petrified. All he did know was that he had cried out in agony when strong jaws had penetrated his shoulder, ripping the flesh hungrily. He remembered the way his blood had spurted from the wound, and the creature had lapped it up as if it was sweet nectar. And the cold stare of those mad reddened eyes, the glare of a psychopath, watching him lustfully as he fell into unconsciousness. And that voice, the voice that had laughed as he lost his humanity…

'Beautiful boy. So young, innocent and pure. How corruption will feed upon you my love. Nevertheless, do not worry of what will happen to you. You shall be strong, powerful, more than these pathetic mortals who think they can walk on air, even with the aid of magic. Shh, sweet child, you must be calm. Bask in it, do not fear it my love. Soon…soon, you shall shine with the moonlight. Soon you shall be alive.'

These words have never left him. Every time he transforms they pulsate in his mind like electricity, as if he needs to hear them before he changes, as if it is the curse that turns him into the monster. And they draw out such fear in him that he cries out, his voice already changed. His howl can be heard for miles, pained and terrified, lost and alone…

Without realizing it, he yelps like a dog. Unimaginable pain erupts through his head and chest as his soul is pushed backwards. Even though he cannot restrain the wolf, the beast, he does try, and he does fight, because the last thing he wants to do is hurt the people who endanger themselves just to be around him. They are the only true family he has; even if they are not here…they are his pack…the Marauders.

'You shall shine with the moonlight…'

Greyback destroyed his life. And as his body becomes covered in wiry grey fur. As he grows in height and weight. As his teeth sharpen and lengthen in the muzzle that has grown before him. As his eyes, become maddened and yellow. As he loses who he is for one more night…

That is all he truly fears. All he truly despises…

The moonlight.

He snarls…

He is Moony…

Moony looks around and is confused, as he does not see his pack. Where was the dog and stag? He howls. Where was his pack?

He let another howl of anguish, confusion, and anger…

He runs toward the forbidden forest. He is hungry. Yearning for meat…

A black clothed figure awaited the beast. His head held high as he waited for the werewolf he knew would come. He smirked as it did, it eyes full of rage and hunger. If he was scared, he did not show it as the werewolf circled around him.

Suddenly it lunges at him and he barely misses it. It snarls in anger, as it is now the man who is circling him. The man smirked as he pulled out his wand and pointed it at it. He laughs at it as it snarls and growl before he shouts, "libeler la bête"

He laughs as the curse hits the beasts and it falls to the ground. He nears it, pulls out a syringe, and inserts a green fluid in it. The werewolf flinch as the poison travels through it body…

The Lunar Effect is a poison, which was created by hunters. It is most commonly used on werewolf. When a human who is a werewolf drinks or gets injected by this poison before the next full moon the werewolf will take control and lock up the human part of it. When it is in this stage it will then go and find the person who gave it the poison and obey him/her.

The Lunar Effect takes up to five days to begin its stages. The symptoms depend on how it is taken. If injected then the werewolf will not realize that the poison is him unless he go sees a Healer. If it is drunken then the werewolf will immediately feel the effects of the potion.

There are five stages and if the human reaches the last stage without an antidote then when the werewolf have control over it, the human dies…

End of Chapter

A/n: What do you think? The plot is unfolding and I am writing longer chapters! Yay!

To explain:

Yes, werewolf Remus was injected with the poison.

The man will be revealed soon. Do not worry :)

The person who was talking about the Lunar Effect is Osiris.

Next Time:

Will Remus realize what happened before it is too late?

Lily tells Sirius what has happen while he was out of it.

Sirius gets better.

Review please!

Ashley

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