The hospital let you out earlier than the rest of the prisoners, who had the Cruciatus curse used on them, and surprisingly not on you. Lily knew about the bump of course. You didn't even need to tell her. She barged in after James pulled Sirius away, whispering and shifting his eyes to look at you. And, reluctantly but at the same time smiling, he kissed you fleetingly and left, James and Remus in tow.

Lily had closed the curtains tightly and crossed her arms over her chest, smirking a bit. "Y/N, take your hands off your stomach." Your eyes widened and she had stared at you, still smirking. But, slowly you did as told and moved the blanket and she could see it, "Y/N… when?" Your hand was on the little hill as you answered, "The day we came here." Lily rose an eyebrow, all serious now, "So you missed a day of school to shag Black?"

"It was before the day we went missing. I woke up too late to get up and by the time we had gotten out of the Forest-" Lily interrupted, "The Forest!? You shagged Sirius Black in the For-" You clamped your hand over her mouth, breathing deeply at the pain the waved over you, "Scream it from the rooftops, Lil, it's not like he was Wanted just a few months ago."

Your friend calmed and closed her eyes, counting to ten. "How did you know? Did the rest hear?" You whisper urgently, remembering James' eyes on you. "No. Call it mother's instinct," Lily muttered and widened her almond eyes, surprised that she had admitted that, "well, I guess…"

Then you had talked about the bump, and the baby it would bring. Girl or boy, and if it you have your E/C eyes or Sirius' dark curls.

And then the nurse came in and said you could leave. So you got up and put on the clothes Lily had brought, slowly. You closed the cloak over your stomach, hiding it sufficiently. And then you marched out, trying not to look as weak as you felt.

Of all the nights for it to be the full moon, tonight was one. Which, sucked because coming back from the hospital and having to Turn isn't the most pleasant thing. Sirius and James were gone, no one (though it was obvious Harry had been told) knew where. Everybody was in the Burrow now, since Grimmlaud Place was in Order meeting mode. Lupin couldn't go for obvious reasons. Lily had been told about you being a werewolf while your being captured, so she scolded you for not telling her, hugging you and saying to be careful.

You three ventured out, you tall enough to put both your arms around their shoulders. "So, since the sun is still not that close to setting, we wait?" "Yeah, I'm assuming," Remus grinned and leaned back, looking up at the sun near the horizon.

A patch of rocks in the woods near the Burrow was perfect, so you all sat, waiting. Lupin chuckled a bit, "This is the first time I'm Turning in a pretty long time with someone else here." Remus makes a sort of strangled noise and keeps quiet so you shrug, "I've always been alone." No both boys make the noise, identically, and laugh, making you laugh along.

"Well, let's see, talking about anything that isn't this will be awkward so," Lupin started and trailed off. "I'm going to tell you something that I've been thinking for a pretty long time," you continue, "being a werewolf means that you are royally bloody screwed already, we've established. But, it also helps in one way. It shows the people who truly, actually love you. Like Tonks for you, Lupin," you cock your chin at him and Remus smirks a bit as he murmurs, "and Sirius to you." You flush and cross your arms low over your stomach.

"Should we tell her how Padfoot acted while she was gone?" Remus questioned, tapping his chin. Lupin did the same and shrugged, smiling, "Why not." They both turned to her with their hazel eyes, "Padfoot cried," Remus continued, "for the first month, locked in that bloody room with Buckbeak," Lupin nodded, "the next month was the month of throwing everything breakable everywhere through the room," Remus laughed, "and the next was the depression month. He really did nothing." Both of them quieted, "And you can imagine us."

Remus spoke up first, "I was worrying everyday. Not as much as, you know, but you're like my sister, Y/N, so everyday it was like if someone touched me, I would look to see if it was you." Lupin looked downcast, "And for me… well… it was like with James and Lily. Like you had come back from the dead. Sirius had just died," his voice got raspier, "and you were gone like that. My first month was all of Sirius' months at once. And then I stopped, for Dora."

You closed your eyes, thinking about all the pain your disappearance, of your own months. The first month had been taunting, whispers, screeches, Bellatrix chanting, "I killed Sirius Black!". But the next month was torture, whippings and knife slashes, and staff hittings. The third was both, worse and worse. All that time you had curled into a ball, trying to protect your stomach, your child.

And the moon was ascending. "I'm going to go that way," you mutter and slowly stride deeper inside. Turning in the prison was its own torture. They would lock you in the basement, completely pitch black, and in the cold, you turned, crashing against the roof of the cramped space. Here it felt better more natural. If it could. So, weirdly, you had relief as you turned, howling with satisfaction.