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SILVER AND BLACK

Day Two

John Lupin was a stubborn man. It was one of his worst traits. It always seemed to get him into trouble. Unfortunately, his stubbornness was what led to his five year old son, Remus, becoming a werewolf.

When John Lupin discovered that a trusted employee at the Ministry of Magic – Fenrir Greyback – was a werewolf, he threatened to expose him. He knew the beast would be locked away, and most probably sentenced to death. Greyback pleaded with him, but John's stubborn outlook on the how the world should be was too strong.

In order to protect himself, Greyback made his way to John's home on the night of a Full Moon. He allowed himself to transform into a wolf in hope that he would hurt John.

Remus was the one to pay for his father's mistake.

Remus's POV;

Remus's muscles still ached slightly from the Full Moon two nights ago, but it was just a dull ache. He hated the ache, but he also loved the feeling. It meant he had a long time till his next transformation.

What he hated the most about being a werewolf was the lying. He hated lying to people he cared about, and those people included his friends. Sirius, James, Peter and even Lily were under the impression that Remus went home to visit his sick mother in hospital every month.

In reality, his mother was fine. She wasn't in hospital and she wasn't sick. She was at home doing normal, healthy things. But Remus was afraid to tell his friends the truth. Every Full Moon, he would sneak out to the Whomping Willow, and head through the secret passageway to the Shrieking Shack where he would transform into a werewolf.

He would lie there helplessly as his bones cracked and his muscles expanded in ways that they shouldn't. He'd cry out in agony for hours and hours before his body finally transformed into a massive wolf. He'd lose his mind and rip himself apart with sharp claws because of the bloodlust.

But he didn't mind. Well, he minded, but as long as he wasn't hurting anyone but himself, he was as content as he could be given the situation.

He was on his way up to see Professor Dumbledore. His last Full Moon had terrified him. Somehow, someone had knocked down half of the wall in the Shrieking Shack. He couldn't remember a thing that happened in wolf-form, so he hated the dreaded feeling that he could have easily hurt whoever it was that had broken the wall, and he could have easily escaped and attacked half of Hogsmeade.

"Come in, Mr Lupin."

Remus shuffled through the door into Dumbledore's office. He smiled a weak smile at the professor and took his seat.

"What is it that you came to speak to me about?" he asked. "Sherbet Lemon?" he added, offering Remus a lemony Muggle sweet.

Remus shook his head and smiled politely. "No thank you," he said. "Professor, during my last transformation something happened.

"Oh?" Dumbledore looked worried.

"I don't think I hurt anybody or I would have heard about it by now," Remus added quickly, feeling his heart rate pick up in fear.

"What happened?"

"Well, when I woke up, I noticed that the wall of the Shrieking Shack had been bashed in from the outside," Remus said. "It couldn't have been me that did it, so I'm guessing somebody from the outside got in."

"That's not good," Dumbledore said, stroking his beard in thought. "Well, as you said, we haven't heard anything as of yet so that should mean that luckily you never hurt anyone. We will get the Shrieking Shack fixed, and we shall cast a protection spell for extra safety."

"Thank you, Professor."

"You're very welcome, Mr Lupin."

Remus headed to the Great Hall to see his friends for lunch. It was Saturday, so he was guessing that Peter wasn't even out of bed yet.

He saw Sirius and James sitting chatting animatedly at the far end of the Gryffindor table. Heading over, he smiled at the smile on Sirius's face.

He was madly in love.

Nobody knew that he was gay, and he intended to tell his friends, but just like telling them he was a werewolf, he was afraid of how they would react. Especially Sirius. Sirius was just... everything.

Remus sat down next to James, and reached out to grab a sandwich from the plate in front of them.

"Hey Rem," Sirius said with a grin. Remus literally felt his heart melt.

"Hey," he replied.

"You're looking better today," Sirius continued. "I guess the chocolate helped."

"Yes, thanks," Remus smiled.

"Guys, Lily's on her way over," James said, running his hand through his already messy hair. "How do I look?"

"You look so sexy with yoghurt caught in the crack of your butt-chin," Sirius said.

James furiously wiped away the yoghurt and flung a spoon at Sirius, who moved out of the way just in time.

"Peter still in bed?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, having dreams about Mary MacDonald, I'm guessing," Sirius winked.

Remus flushed at the wink and cleared his throat. "Peter's into Mary?"

"That's our suspicion," James said. "We'll keep you posted on whether it turns out to be true."

"Please do," Remus grinned.

"I also have my suspicions about you," James said, narrowing his eyes at Remus.

Remus's heart stopped. How could James know?

"You know, about who you're into."

Phew. Not the werewolf part

Remus laughed. "Keep guessing."

"Guys, I'll catch up with you later. I gotta meet my Father in Hogsmeade," Sirius said, grimacing.

"That sounds... fun?" James sniggered.

"Shut up, yoghurt boy," Sirius hissed, shaking his head and waving goodbye before leaving the Great Hall.

Remus and James entered the Gryffindor common room and sat down in the corner.

"So, my suspicion."

"Oh, c'mon James. You'll really never guess," Remus said, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, really?

"Yes."

"Is that a challenge?"

"No," Remus replied.

"You are gay," James said, cocking his head to the side to examine Remus's response.

Remus's eyes widened and he spluttered, "wha-huh? How'd you guess?"

James grinned. "Knew it!"

Remus shook his head. "How on Earth did you guess that? I'm not that obvious am I?"

"No, you're not," James said. "I'm just very observant."

Remus swallowed the lump that had appeared in his throat. If James was that observant, then he could easily discover Remus's other secret.

"You don't hate me now do you?" Remus whispered.

"Yeah, I hate you so much because you happen to have a thing for blokes. And one bloke in particular – our dear friend, Sirius."

Remus let his mouth drop open and he crossed his arms. "Okay, how did you know that?"

"I told you," James grinned. "Just call me Mr Observant."

"Fine, you got me. Just don't tell Sirius, will you?" Remus asked. "You might be okay about it but I don't know how he feels about things like this."

"I'm sure he'll be fine with it," James said with a smile.

"Thank you, James."

"For what?" James asked.

"For being so supportive."

"Do me a favour and pass on to Lily how wonderfully supportive I am," James said. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Lovesick idiot."

"That makes two of us," James replied with a smile.

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