Disclaimer: I don't own this; only the plot the rest belongs to JK Rowling
Warning: This story contains slash, do not read if you don't like. (Quite stupid sentence isn't it?)
~From the eyes of a wolf – "The Hunt" part six~
Remus was immediately on his feet, looking at Sirius a little nervously, while he started to pace in the living room. Several things were slowly starting to shake in the living room, probably mainly because not only Remus was angry, but also Sirius, which made their magic expand through their bodies, letting flow through the room.
"I knew why I didn't want to move to Hogsmeade." Remus then said, his voice sounding strained and worried. Remus still didn't know what there was standing in that letter, but he knew with Harry, not being here, and Dumbledore writing to them it didn't mean any good. Remus then turned to stand in front of Sirius, crossing his arms in front of his chest, looking down at his friend, with a concerned expression.
"What's standing in the letter?" Remus then asked calmly, his whole body shaking with anger, but there was something else inside of him, a strange feeling. A feeling of that something wasn't right with his mate, with Harry. Somehow he could feel pain, tiredness and angst inside of him, and he knew only to well that those feelings weren't coming from him.
Sirius noticed that Remus had grown slightly distant, he slowly got up and pulled Remus in his arms in a brotherly hug. The letter long forgot lying on the couch, while Remus just returned the hug crying in Sirius shoulder, like if he was a tissue, while Sirius just comforted him as much as possible.
"I feel him in me…" Remus started whisper as his sobs, grew less and less, "I don't know what they are doing to him… but I don't like the way this feels…" Remus then trailed of suddenly growing limp in Sirius's arms, feeling his legs give away under him.
Before Remus could faint, Sirius quickly lifted him up in his arms, placing him on the couch, covering Remus with a blanket and shaking him gently for him to stay consciousness. Sirius couldn't understand of what was currently happening inside of Remus's body, but he guessed that his godson and Remus had some kind of link between them since Harry was bitten, which presumably let them become as close as they were now.
"It said to meet him two weeks," Sirius said gently, who was by now kneeling next to the couch feeling Remus's feverish forehead with concern. He didn't need to say more, as Remus just nodded and closed his eyes falling in to a slight distraught sleep.
Sirius not wanting to leave his friend alone now, not that he had planned otherwise, got up and went in the bedroom that Remus and Harry shared, starting to pack everything essential the two would need. Or better to say, he charmed as much as possible into the trunk he had found, as they wouldn't be returning here.
An hour later, Sirius smiled in achievement, as he saw that everything was stowed in the trunk. Sirius, not knowing what to do at the moment sat down on the vacant bed and looked around sadly. He ran a hand through his shoulder length black hair and then, pulled it together in a ponytail so that it wouldn't be in the way. He closed his eyes for some moments and remembered fondly the night as Remus and Harry moved in here.
He could still see the scene perfectly in front of him; Remus had been the first one to arrive at the apartment, still looking somehow suspicious of this idea of living in this place. Yes, Sirius could still remember very well, Moony hated moving to new places even if he liked them. He had told him once, that Moony hated new smells and unknown places, letting him feel uncomfortable.
Harry and Sirius had arrived shortly after Remus, finding him in the kitchen cooking and humming quietly to himself. Of course he had noticed that the two had arrived, but still he had paid no attention to that fact. Sirius had turned to help Remus cook, while Harry had watched them happily bantering along.
It had been one of those "I – know – it – better – then – you" talks, Remus and Sirius had been having, and this one had been about a certain prank that had been during their time at Hogwarts. Sirius still remembered clearly how it had ended, with a bucket off water spilled over his head.
Sighing in defeat he got up from the bed and miniatured the trunk, pocketing it in one of his inner pockets. He walked quietly back in to the living room, and gently shook Remus awake.
The werewolf looked back at him with tired and somehow confused expression on his face, only recalling seconds later of what news they had gotten earlier that day. Remus closed his eyes again, wondering, if he opened them again, that he would just awake from a horrible nightmare and would wake up next to his mate in their bed. Still as he opened them, Sirius was still looking down at him worried, he was still lying on the couch. He let a strangled sob come from his lungs, quickly whipping away the fallen tears.
"Come on, let's get you to my place and then we'll see how we can find Harry," Sirius said in a warm and comforting tone, making Remus calm down almost instantly. He didn't know why but Sirius always seemed to have a good way to calm him down. Remus nodded slowly lifting himself up from the couch standing somehow uneasily on his two legs, but still smiling at Sirius encouragingly trying to convince him that everything was ok. He doubted Sirius would believe him but he guessed it would be a try worth.
Sirius just raised an eyebrow in a mocking gesture and waited as Remus started to take the security charms off the apartment so that they could apparate away. After a curt nod from Remus, two loud cracks could be heard and the two men disappeared in to thin air.
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Author Note: I am sorry; I know I have been a horrible updater. But I assure you the plot is all already planned only the chapters must be written.
