Disclaimer... "And I.....ee....I......will always love youuuuuuu...oooooooo!"....huh? Oh yeah....the disclaimer. Sorry, got carried away there! Ehem.... these characters and the world of Harry Potter are not mine. They all belong to JKR, that fantastically talented woman who is torturing us all unnecessarily by withholding Order of the Phoenix! But until then I will play with the already wonderful characters she has devised and promise to make no profit from their use. Am I done? Can I sing more? *cough* "Everything you are...falls from the sky like a star"

Dedication... To the lovely people at my work for making it boring and slow. If not for that I would never have written this chapter when I became inspired at my desk. And, as always, to Bally for being Ballyish. There is no one like her.

~ Chapter 9 ~

Remus held the man from behind as he lashed out, biting, punching and kicking. He did not want Sirius to get too close and so had to subdue him alone. If he was bitten, so be it, he was already a wolf, but Sirius could not take that risk. Remus could feel the strength of the man fighting against him, but his own inner wolf was more than a match. He soon wrestled him to the floor; Sirius conjuring ropes and chains to bind him.

It had been two weeks since memory charming Jack and Anna to forget about Sirius and leaving them in the Registry's care. They had set out to hunt the werewolf that had bitten Anna. This was that man. It had been difficult at first, having only Anna's vague description and Remus' rapidly waning wolf abilities, but once Sirius had picked up the right scent the task had gotten easier. Now that they had found him the Registry would find it quite easy to confirm he was the wolf who had changed Anna.

Sirius sat back against the alley wall once the man was firmly bound and gagged. He grinned at Remus. "Well, that was fun!" Remus grinned back. It was good to be working with Sirius like this. It felt like they were fulfilling their schoolday's fantasies to become Aurors. The Registry had in fact tried to put Aurors on this case, but Dumbledore had convinced them that Remus was perfect for the job. Hopefully this catch would prove him right. Remus just thought that it was shame Sirius could not claim any credit for his part.

Thinking of Sirius made Remus recall that they would have to put a strong Memory Charm on the werewolf to make sure he said nothing of Sirius to the Registry.

Sirius continued. "So will you have the honour of searching his person for incriminating evidence or shall I risk a lycanthropic future?" Remus was pleased to see Sirius' amiable nature re-asserting itself and his black and dark leftovers from Azkaban dissipating.

"I'll do it." Remus began to search the man's pockets as he struggled and cursed into the gag. Sirius was sat watching, leaning against the red brick wall, knees pulled up and apart, with his arms resting on them. He was still panting a little from the run the wolf had given them and Remus thought he looked very sexy. Post coital almost. Though he was watching Remus search he knew Sirius was also paying attention to the alley opening. It would not do to have some well-meaning muggle stumble in and think they were committing a mugging.

Remus pulled a wallet out of a well-disguised inner pocket, brandishing it to Sirius as though it were Excaliber. Sirius chuckled at the dramatisation as Remus opened the wallet and pulled out the man's Registry ID card.

"Dayfus Williams." Remus read out. "Welsh, 44, usually works for the department of house elf relocation."

"What happened?" Sirius asked, "Did he get bored?" Sirius laughed at his own joke as Remus searched to see if there was anything else of interest. After a few seconds he made a triumphant sound and pulled out a folded letter on quite expensive parchment. The man began to struggle more as Remus unfolded the envelope and read aloud the address.

"??????" Sirius jotted down the address as he read it out. He then opened the letter itself and read it aloud too.

"Congratulations Dayfus. 125 is far better that the others. I wonder how biting random muggles can prove so difficult for them, but your point about keeping a low profile is a good one. I want you to begin work on higher muggles now. Influential ones. Report back often. Our newly risen Lord is proud of your work.

D.E."

Remus frowned. "I'm assuming D.E. stands for 'Death Eater.' Fairly anonymous. Well, it's a lead, but not very good news."

Sirius nodded. "125. 125 muggles that are now werewolves. Shit." Remus echoed the sentiment. A werewolf who knew what was happening to themselves and took precautions was one thing, but a muggle who had no idea what they were and how to deal wit it was a danger to themselves and others. Times that danger by 125, plus the number these 'others' had changed...Remus broke into a cold sweat just thinking about the possible carnage. A situation like this also put the secrecy of the Wizarding World in jeopardy. What could this Death Eater be thinking? What was the end result of this plan except to cause chaos?

"We need to find out who these others are and who this Death Eater is." Sirius said. Remus nodded. He rubbed a hand over his face, a rasping sound betraying the slight stubble on his face. He knew Sirius was watching his, knowing how this news would be affecting him. He felt a kind of shared guilt.

Remus eventually spoke. "You head off Pad. I'll speak to the Registry when they arrive and meet you back in that alley. You know the one." Sirius nodded. "We'll find somewhere to sleep tonight and head to this address tomorrow." Sirius looked as though he was going to say something, but instead pushed to his feet using the wall and left the alley.

Remus turned back to the man, Dayfus. He reached down and pulled off the gag. Dayfus glared at him.

"You're a wolf too." He said sharply. It was not a question but Remus nodded anyway. "So why are you working against your own kind?" Remus felt his guilt grow into anger and he stood up over Dayfus.

"You are not my kind. I would never inflict our disease on others for an evil man."

Dayfus laughed. "Evil you say? Yet here you are, shunned by all, feared, hated, forced to think of your gift as a 'disease' and you say these are the good people? I on the other hand am treated well. I am respected, put in positions that my skills warrant. So who are the better people?"

Remus snarled deep in his throat. "There is a difference between ignorance and evil."

Dayfus' grin grew. "And you would know about evil wouldn't you, fucking Sirius Black. How is he by the way? Still on the run? Did he like Azkaban?" Remus started forward. He was growling and wanted nothing more than to rip this man's throat out and give it as a gift to Sirius, but he stopped himself. If he gave in to his baser nature he would be no different to the thing sprawled on the floor at his feet. Instead he held up his wand and incanted.

"Oblivate!"