x. october
He never quite finds out whose idea it really was, and it's madness, he tells them. They can't be running around with a werewolf after dark. The Other Remus hates them, no matter his own feelings about them. But they don't listen. They come to him anyway, and he finds that the Other Remus doesn't want to hurt them. They're not human, so with them, it's not the same. Maybe it's not as dangerous as he'd thought.
He doesn't remember much at first but the clashing of teeth and claws and the growling of a black dog. But in time it comes to him, and as the night wears on, it begins to feel a little less reckless, because he remembers who they are.
He remembers who they are, and he remembers that he loves them. And he remembers the clashing of teeth and the feel of the forest under his feet and the beating of Sirius' heart.
And the Other Remus seems to feel a lot more like the real Remus. And once a month, Remus starts to feel human again.