Hours later, Sirius regained full control of all his limbs and became aware of his surroundings. He didn't remember ever arriving to the dormitory, yet, there he was, tucked into his bed. Sirius felt his head, rubbing his temples to ease some pain that was there.

The room was dark.

There was no light.

No, that was false. There was light, the full moon shone brilliantly outside in the cloudless sky.

Hold up. Full... Full moon?

Quickly he realised he was the only person in the room (Frank was dead asleep - that didn't count). The Marauders weren't there. They weren't there. The moon was full. Full moon. Moony. Remus.

fuck.

"Fuck!" Sirius exclaimed. He leaped out of his bed, streamlined out of the room and down the stairs, running through the common room. Within 3 seconds he had cleared the room and he was panting in the hallway. When he regained his breath, about 5 seconds later, he began sprinting, weaving through the many halls (the ones that were normally deserted, of course).

He was outside in due time, where he immediately morphed into Padfoot. Sirius knew he'd be faster that way. He took his pajamas in this snout and began to run faster and faster.

Yes. Four legs were certainly better than two.

Padfoot reached the Whomping Willow, creeped in, and dashed through the tunnels. When he was within the shack, his feet swiftly moved up the stairs, taking him into the room where Remus normally transformed.

He could hear the growling. He could hear the whimpering. He could hear the thuds. Things were obviously not going well - the wolf was upset. Upset with itself and with the Marauders. Sirius changed back to his human form, taking in a deep breath. He dropped his clothes by the door, eased it open as silently as he could, and peeked inwards. Moony was lashing out on himself, Prongs trying to calm the werewolf down, and Wormtail upon Prongs' head. The sight was horrific, the wolf was battered and bruised, bleeding.

Sirius held back tears and slipped into the room, quietly shutting the door behind him. The wolf heard everything, and turned on him, but Sirius morphed back into Padfoot too quickly. The werewolf attacked, seizing the dog within his large mouth.

Padfoot didn't fight back. When Moony noticed, he let him down. For a few terrifying moments, all stood still. The wolf sniffed Padfoot slowly, passing his nose from his snout to his tail. The werewolf deemed Padfoot all right, then licked him apologetically. The dog nodded to Prongs, who then used his mouth to open the door. Now that all three of the animagi were there to protect Moony, they could spend the night outside, relaxing the wolf.

The hours fleeted by, and a glimpse of the sun's light could be seen on the horizon. Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs lead Moony back to the Shack, however unwilling the wolf was. They watched helplessly as the wolf became Remus, bones snapping into place, skin tightening, hair shrinking back into his body. He was nothing but an unconscious human heap on the floor. So weak. So hurt. So scarred. So broken.

Sirius was the first to change back, "C'mon then," he told the other animals, as he grabbed his clothes from the hall. "Lets... Yeah."

As soon as the others changed back into their clothing, they hauled Remus onto the mattress in the corner of the room. Sirius took his wand and healed some of the more minor injuries on Remus' body, he was no Pomfrey, then turned to heal some small scratches on James, then Peter, then finally himself.

"You were late," James said simply after they were all dressed and well.

"Yes, I think that I noticed, Jamie."

James sighed, "We could barely control him. He was... He was so much worse this moon... The wolf was inconsolable."

Sirius looked over at Remus, "I'll... I'll make it up to him, I swear."

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Remus groaned and shifted on the mattress, mumbling nonsense. Even so, Sirius was instantly as his side, kneeling next to the hurt boy lying down. He paid no mind to the blood stains on the floor. They were nothing compared to how Remus was.

"I'm so sorry for being late, this'll never happen again." Sirius' eyes took in Remus' destroyed state. No matter how many times he would see him after his transformations, this would always be a new wound within his heart.

Sirius placed his lips on Remus' chapped ones, "Don't be angry with me, please," He could hear someone down stairs. Must've been Pomfrey. "I'll see you later." He kissed Remus one more time then shifted into Padfoot and walked within the shadows, hiding from the School Matron as he made his way from the Shrieking Shack to Hogwarts Castle.

I'm not a big fan of how this chapter came out, ;w; I feel like I could've done better, but I can't seem to. hefnihrbfkfblaerf Anyway, please review! They keep me going!

hardcore-muffins: yeah, I figured that Srs wouldn't really like being called in such a friendly way by this Marcus dude who's macking on his Remmie.

alykat14: There might be more romance, I'm sure there will be, in the future.

hellooo: That's the way I imagine Srs. He is pretty much insane. He does what he wants, and doesn't really know exactly how to love.