xi. november
Remus wakes in the cold morning air and for once he is not alone. For once he awakes to the sound of someone else's breathing and he feels it warm on his cheek and he does not feel so much of a monster as he used to. For once, returning to his own body doesn't make him feel like he's been shoved carelessly back into it. For once, someone else is the beast, but this one, he knows, is something of a guardian. He is glad of Sirius. For once he doesn't rush out of the shack and back to the castle. For once, something good has come of the Other one.
Except it's starting not to feel so other any more.