Luna's POV:
The third day of February dawned as the day of Regulus's funeral. Sirius was going, and had told McGonagall he'd have to go instead of skiving off. He'd have to see his family, but at the moment, it looked like Remus was due to blow up. No one knew why exactly he was so pissed off, but the approaching full moon was a likely cause. It really wasn't the best day for Sirius to be gone.
I had brought him some chocolate, thinking maybe it would help, and left it by his bed, which I later realized was a bad idea. For, when I walked back in with him and James from NEWT Transfiguration, it was sticking out of Peter's mouth.
Remus's POV:
I was exhausted, although it was the full moon tomorrow, so I guessed that somehow made up for itself like twisted karma. Yes, I realized that made no sense. Or did it? And I was already getting pissed off at the smallest things, and I found myself thinking about the blade very often, although I was two weeks clean. So when I saw Peter eating my chocolate (and I'm generally not a selfish person), I freaked out.
It was the moments like these that scared me about myself the most, when I lost control. It didn't happen often now, but I'd have preferred them to not happen at all.
All the rage that had been building up for the last week surfaced, and a part of me was still saying to breathe in and relax, that nothing was as bad as I was making it, but I yelled at it to shut up and by the horrified looks from the room's other three occupants, I realized I had spoken aloud.
James, ever the voice of reason, spoke up. "Um, hate to break it to you, mate, but no one was talking…"
I ignored him, instead letting some of the fury go.
"DON'T TOUCH MY FUCKING CHOCOLATE! HONESTLY, YOU'D THINK THAT YOU'RE DOING IT ON PURPOSE, TRYING TO PISS ME OFF ON ONE OF THE WORST DAYS OF MY LIFE!"
Peter's POV:
I mean, why'd he need to make such a big deal about it? It was only some stupid chocolate. Not like he couldn't get more… So why was he making such a big deal about chocolate? He was acting like he'd never gone through a full moon before. He'd done it for thirteen years, so suck it up and stop complaining already or… I don't know! Honestly, Remus was so mean sometimes! And selfish! I mean, I was suffering, too! I was hungry!
James's POV:
Remus looked about ready to hex Peter, when Luna put a hand on his arm.
"We can get more, alright? Let's go to the kitchens. You've got to be hungry, you barely ate at lunch. I know, you're really, really tired, and you could fall asleep any second, but you should eat something."
I had never, in my seven years of knowing him, see Remus blow up like he did. Sure, I'd seen him cry, and panic, and the time when his biggest secret was outed to Snivellus, of all people, by one of those who he trusted the most, but this was different. It was terrifying, and it was these times that I remembered that what he turned into once a month didn't just leave like he let on. No, it was a part of him, and while he tried to hide it, we knew it was there.
And at last, Remus dropped his gaze and stopped glaring at Wormy, who, alright, could be a right arse at times.
Luna gave me a look, which I took to mean that she might've murdered Wormtail had she had the opportunity, and I was glad that she wasn't going to be in a locked room with him. No, it was up to me to explain why he was an idiot to him.
Remus's POV (Don't worry, you'll get more Jamieee later!):
"So, what's really going on?" Luna asked as we pushed through the portrait hole.
I shrugged. "The usual PMS."
That stood for 'Pre-Moon Syndrome,' as Sirius had once jokingly called it. The name had stuck, and the corners of Luna's mouth twitched up.
"Not normally this bad, is it?" She wasn't to be deterred.
"No, just stressed out for NEWTs and stuff…"
She nodded.
"Sure there isn't anything I can do?"
I shook my head no, and she nudged me. "And Sirius'll be back soon, so that should help up your mood a bit…"
She knew me too well.
"And here we are, to the chocolate."
I tickled the pear to let us into the kitchens, and relaxed for the first time all day as I smelled the rich aroma that was my first love: chocolate.