Disclaimer: Still don't own the darlings.

A/N: Two chapters in one day? I'm so awesome. Sorry, that was for my self esteem. I'll keep this short, considering that I left it at such a cliffhanger. Who is the mysterious voice? Read on, my followers, read on!


"Remus Lupin. It certainly has been a while, hasn't it?"

Remus shot a panicked look at Sirius, fear gripping him. Sirius, sensing that something was wrong, reached over to take his hand. Remus flinched slightly, but didn't pull away.

"Not gonna introduce me to your little friend, Moony? Not even gonna look at me?"

Slowly, very slowly, Remus turned his head, taking in the sight of his ex-boyfriend. Greased back hair in a ponytail and a loose button-down shirt. He looked the same as he had when he and Remus were together.

"Fenrir," he said quietly. "This is Sirius. My boyfriend. Sirius, Fenrir Greyback." Remus was amazed that his voice didn't shake, and he turned his hand up to take Sirius' firmly.

"Boyfriend?" Fenrir asked, a dangerous gleam to his eyes. "Interesting... I'd wondered why you stopped coming around."

"We broke up, Fenrir, months ago." Now his voice shook, and he did his best to quell it. "Please, just leave us alone..."

"Please, leave us alone," Fenrir mimicked in a high voice. He laughed, a harsh sound that made Remus draw back a little. "You're such a little baby, Moony, you always were. Never could take anything I gave you." He smirked and winked at Sirius, who glared stonily back at him, his hand tightening around Remus'.

"You look like someone who knows it, though," Fenrir said speculatively, cocking his head in Sirius' direction. "When you're through playing with the little squirt here," he let his hand rest on Remus' shoulder, fingers stroking his neck and making him shiver uncontrollably with fear. "Come talk to me. I'm always here. I'm sure we could... Work something out." He smirked, abruptly squeezing Remus' shoulder hard and then letting go of him. "But I'm interrupting. My apologies. I'll leave the happy couple to it."

And with that, Fenrir was gone, turning and walking off, leaving behind the strong scent of his cheap cologne.

Remus was shaking and visibly shaken, and it was only his hand on Sirius' that was stopping him from going after the bastard that had hurt his boyfriend.

"Are you okay?" Sirius finally asked, and Remus tried to nod before shaking his head.

"No," he whispered, pulling his hand away from Sirius and crossing his arms tightly over his chest, protecting himself. Sirius winced inwardly. What a shitty question.

"I'm sorry, that was stupid, I know, I'm sorry..."

"N-No... It's not your f-fault..." Remus hated how his voice shook. "I j-just didn't expect to s-see him here... N-Not now."

Sirius got up from his seat and moved next to Remus, who cringed away from him with a small squeak before he could even try to hold it in. Sirius persisted gently, slowly slipping his arm around Remus.

Remus' breathing quickened at the touch, and he stared at Sirius with wide eyes, trying to convince himself to calm down. Sirius wouldn't hurt him. It was okay. It was Sirius.

"Remus, it's alright. He's gone, no one's gonna hurt you. It's okay, love."

Remus gave a choked sob, suddenly burrowing his face into Sirius' chest, arms thrown haphazardly around him, seeking comfort from the one person he trusted with his life and his heart.

"That's it, I'm not going to hurt you..." Sirius murmured in encouragement, hugging him close.

"I sh-shouldn't even c-care, b-but I'm just s-scared of him, d-damn it!" Remus sobbed quietly, hating himself for being unable to control this. He was so embarrassed, but it didn't make a difference.

"I know, but he's not going to hurt you, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let him get anywhere near you again."

"He w-wants you... He's gonna t-try to take you away..." Remus was babbling, almost incoherent, his voice trailing off against Sirius' soothing murmurs.

"I don't want him. I will never, ever go to him, and I won't leave you. I promise."

Remus continued to shake with sobs that he barely managed to suppress, tucked in close to Sirius' chest. Eventually, he hiccuped himself into silence, and he looked up at Sirius, eyes red and tears still visible on his cheeks, which Sirius gently wiped away. Remus leaned into the hand.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. Sirius shook his head, brushing a gentle kiss over his lips.

"Don't be sorry, okay?" Remus didn't respond, and Sirius ran his fingers through the auburn hair. "Want to get out of here? We could go see a film, or just get back home...?"

"Home. Home sounds good," Remus mumbled.

"We can watch that movie, the one you like... With the kids and that secret society or whatever?"

"Dead Poets Society. Mhm." Remus managed a slight smile. "Thank you, Sirius."

"Anything for you, love." Sirius slid out of the booth and helped Remus out behind him. "Come on." He threw some money onto the table for the time they'd been there and they exited the restaurant, arms around each other.


A/N: I did not realise how short this chapter was. Hm. Okay. Sorry about that, but this was just an intro for Fenrir. Reviews are wonderful as always. Thank you for reading!

A/N 2: The Dead Poets Society thing is because I have a personal headcanon that Remus loves that movie. I love that movie and I think he would too. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you watch it. Highly recommend.

A/N 3: I'm working on the fifth chapter, which will hopefully be longer, but I don't know when it will be up. Thank you all for staying with me!