AN: 2 more! :D Hi peeps, sorry it's a pretty slow week. I have a TREMENDOUS amount of schoolwork due and a very small amount of time to do it. :/ But I'll try to get a couple more out fast :)
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- Alex


Boggart

I'm lounging across my four-poster with Sirius, eating Bernie Bott's Every Flavor Beans while Peter is frantically trying to finish an essay aided by Remus. Sirius eats a greenish-brown bean, eyes watering and retching as he swallows.

"Booger!" he chokes out, still gagging at the taste. I snort in laughter, pushing my glasses up my skinny nose. This is how Sirius and I pass our time.

I take a bean this time, a suspiciously colored muddy-orange, but sigh in delight as I taste pumpkin pie. Sirius glares at me enviously.

"You definitely charmed these, Prongs." he whines, shaking the bag around.

"I keep getting all the nasty ones!"

I just give him an innocent smile. What Sirius doesn't know can't hurt him.

Sirius's growl of frustration at another disgusting jelly bean is cut off by a loud rattling from the wardrobe in the corner of the room.

Remus looks up, golden eyes wide with surprise as Peter visibly jumps. I sigh at Peter's cowardness. The boy is such a wet blanket!

Sirius's face stretches into a wicked grin, eyes narrowing devilishly.

"Boggart?" he asks me, rubbing his hands together as he starts to stand up.

With what I'm sure looks like an identical grin on my face, I nod back, standing up as well and heading over the the wardrobe.

"Sirius, maybe you shoul-" Remus's uncertain voice is cut off by the shriek of the Boggart as we let it out of it's hiding place, its body swirling and morphing into my worst fear, a puddle of vomit.

"Urgh!" my very un-manly squeal is cut off by Sirius's raucous laughter.

"Throw-up, Prongs? Throw-up?" he chokes out between giggles, tears nearly in his eyes. I just glare at the stupid git and yell "Ridiculus" and the Boggart, which makes the throw-up turn into a pile of melted ice-cream.

It senses Peter next, spinning into, unsurprisingly, Proffesor McGonagall.

"R-ridikulus!" he whimpers, and McGonagall is forced into a clown suit.

Sirius steps up next, a grin on his face and a bounce in his step, but the Boggart has other ideas. It wheels in front of Remus, a snarling, savage werewolf taking it's place.

Remus's pale face goes completely ashen, mouth opening into a little "o" of terror, eyes glazing over to look like a frightened animal caught in a trap. He raises his wand slowly, as if in a dream, but his fear obviously overcomes him, wand falling into his lap, dropped by a hand shaking to much to hold it.

Remus looks like he's about to faint from horror. I know he doesn't like any of us to know about the wolf or think about it, and it's horrifying when we do. It's horrifying to think that fragile Remus is able to endure having his body ripped apart like that every full moon.

Sirius, face pinched in the pain of seeing Remus so frightened, steps in front of him, laughing loudly at the werewolf-Boggart, which makes a loud "Crack"ing noise and dissaptes into smoke.

He whips around immediately after the Boggart is gone, eveloping Remus's shaking body in a bear hug. Remus buries his face ontto Sirius's shoulder witha shaky sigh, a quiet sniff coming from him.

I sit on the bed next to them, gently rubbing Remus's back while I hear Sirius soothe the lycanthrope with sweet words and soft kisses. I hate Boggarts. While all of our fears are slightly irrational, Remus's is a real, horrific thing, and I hate seeing him so upset.