A Sirius Situation

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Chapter 2: Mommy Mooney

"What seems to be the problem?" asked Poppy when Snape arrived with Lupin/Mooney.

"GGGRRRRR!"

"Easy, Mooney!" said Snape trying to maintain a firm hold of Remus' small frame, "That's Poppy!"

"GGGRRRRRR!"

"It's alright, Severus," Poppy assured the Potions Master, "Mooney hasn't seen me in quite awhile. Here." Poppy held out her hand so Mooney could smell it.

As soon as Mooney recognized her, Remus became much more manageable.

"Alright, Mooney, now that you know you aren't in danger" said Poppy calmly, "can I speak with Remus?"

There was a pause. Then Remus eyes ceased to glow and he collapsed into Snape, barely able to stand up.

The Medi-Witch motioned him to a bed.

"What happened?" asked Remus as Snape sat him down on the bed.

"Mooney decided to come to dinner," said Snape.

"WHAT!" exclaimed Remus, "Mooney can't do that, the full moon is nearly half a month away!...And when did we get to Hogwarts!"

"Clam down, Remus," said Poppy, "I heard you've sick lately…"

"To say the least," Snape interjected snidely.

"Why don't you tell me the symptoms you've been experiencing," Poppy continued, ignoring Severus' interruption.

"Nausea, dizziness, vomiting and increased appetite-that's generally what leads to the vomiting."

"Don't forget moody," added Snape.

"I am NOT!" snapped Remus.

Poppy tried her best to conceal a small smile and stifled a chuckle as she regarded the two.

"I think I know what the problem is, just let me run a test," she said as she walked back to her office for some supplies.

Remus sighed and looked up at Snape, who was smirking like a mad man.

"Could you at least attempt not too look so smug?" asked Remus frowning.

"No…I want to fully enjoy this," said Snape as he lowered himself on to neighboring bed.

Lupin just sighed and leaned back against the headboard.

Poppy returned promptly with a glass flask of a clear liquid, "I need a few drops of your blood."

"Uh…" Remus didn't get a chance to fully respond before Poppy pricked his index finger and squeezed three drops into the flask.

Within seconds the liquid began to glow gold. Then the potion and the flask transfigured themselves into a small white result sheet.

"Just as I thought, three months along," said Poppy smiling gently, "you'll be back to normal in about seven months."

"S-Seven months!" stuttered Remus, "You're telling me I've been sick for three months already? What kind of illness has a duration of ten months."

"Remus, dear, you're not sick." Poppy clarified, "When I said you'll be back to normal in seven months, I meant after you have the baby. Male werewolves have a gestation period of ten months. It takes their bodies longer to develop a baby, which is normally 5-7 lbs when it's born."

"What baby! I can't have a…Mother of Merlin what am I saying! Of course I can, I'm a male werewolf!" Remus visibly paled.

"My, my, astute as ever, Lupin," mocked Snape.

"Now, do you want to know what it is? Or do you want to wait?" asked Poppy, still ignoring Severus' side commentary.

"Huh?" Remus was still shell shocked.

"Do you want to know what you're having?" Poppy asked.

"Okay," said Remus rather unsure of himself.

"It's a male," said the medi-witch.

"Um…don't you mean a boy?" asked Remus.

"No, you'll be having a puppy, so it'll be a male."

"A p-puppy?" Remus was feeling faint.

"Oh, don't worry it will only be a puppy for about a year and a half then it will revert to human form," the medi-witch clarified.

"Why was the werewolf able to manifest when it wasn't the full moon?" asked Snape, rejoining the conversation.

"Well, now that Remus is like this, the wolf can choose to manifest at will. Some werewolves spend their entire pregnancies in wolf form, while others spend it in human form. It all depends on their specific wants of the wolf in each person. There is more stress on all three parties while in wolf form, so most wolf counterparts tend to let up on the transformations until the puppy is born…"

"Well that certainly explains why you haven't needed medical attention after the past two full moons." Snape interjected, "But why would Mooney risk manifesting to growl at Molly?"

"Mooney growled at Molly!" Remus exclaimed in disbelief.

"Well, did she do anything out of the ordinary?" asked Poppy.

"She stormed up stairs and she was yelling that she would stupefy Remus to bring him to you herself." Severus explained.

Poppy laughed, "That was just Mooney being a good mommy, no doubt the wolf thought Molly was going to harm Remus and in turn the puppy."

Just then the door to the medical wing opened and Dumbledore walked in with a smile on his face and that annoying twinkle shining brighter than ever.

"Oh, headmaster, there you are," said Poppy walking over to Albus.

"Everything is well, I trust," said Dumbledore striking up a conversation.

"Yes, he'll be back to normal in seven months or so," said Poppy cheerfully.

"Wonderful," said Dumbledore, "Minerva has been hoping for another 'Marauder grandchild', as she termed it, ever since Harry was born. She'll be thrilled."

While Poppy and the headmaster continued their conversation, Remus sat at the foot of the bed with his head in his hands muttering to himself, "Merlin's unmentionables, I've done it this time. I've really done it this time!"

"Of course, you've 'really done it this time', Lupin. You wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't, as you so eloquently put it, 'done it'," Snape sneered as he crossed his arms, "Now all you have to do is tell other father."

Remus' shoulders began to shake gently.

"I take it he's out of the picture then," concluded Snape.

Remus nodded and sniffed slightly.

"Well, you should contact him all the same," said Snape taking a superior tone.

"Fine," Remus ground out, "go find Trelawney and tell her to set up for a séance."

Severus froze, his self-satisfied smirk a thing of the past, "No."

Remus looked up at him laughed bitterly, "Did you honestly think anyone else would touch a werewolf?"

"It's Black's baby!" exclaimed Severus, drawing Poppy and Albus' attention.

Remus put his heads again.

"Really Lupin," Snape nothing short of scolded, "of all the marauders I thought you had the most sense! Clearly I was mistaken."

"Alright Remus that's enough for one day, you need sleep. I also need to see you again tomorrow to run a few more tests," said Poppy.

"Severus, take Remus back to your quarters and see that he's comfortable," ordered Dumbledore.

"WHAT!-Headmaster, you can't be serious!" objected Snape, "Surely, Dobby is more than capable of setting up a room…"

"Severus," Albus said firmly, holding up a hand and politely staring him down, "I'm sure you agree that this is no time for Remus to be alone and I think the best company is an old school acquaintance."

"'Old school acquaintance'! We hated each other!" said Snape with a fervor.

"I never hated you," sniffled Remus.

"Well, I suppose Minerva wouldn't mind, and of course he's always welcome with Molly and Arthur…" Dumbledore reasoned.

"Could we not tell anyone else about this yet?" Lupin nothing short of pleaded.

"Of course, dear," Poppy assured him, "everything said here is strictly confidential."

"Can't he just go back to his flat?" inquired Snape.

"No, my lease was up two weeks ago," said Remus miserably.

Snape frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Fine," he seceded, "One night, no more."

Little did the three of the four parties know of the accidental eavesdropper at the door, one Harry Potter, who had come up to the medical wing after getting a splinter from his broom. With eyes as big a saucers, he closed the door and ran as fast as he could back to his common room.