AN: I'm gonna skip over the guys picking Harry up, okay? Though I daresay the Dursleys would be pleased to see him gone.

And no, this fiction has no relation to the movie of the same title.

Disclaimer: I only own the mysterious werewolf group, The Howling. Anything else belongs to Ms. Rowling.

It had been awhile since Lupin had gone out for his run, and Harry was starting to get a little worried. Yawning, he took another sip from the butterbeer he had gotten in hopes that it would keep him awake. He glanced up at the clock. It was 10:45 P.M, and Lupin had gone out at 9:37, promising a quick run.

(Begin Flashback...)

"So how do you expect to go for a run when we're in the middle of London?", Harry asked as he and Sirius followed Lupin to the back door.

"Well, you see, sometimes my parents did some things that were somewhat, well, less than allowed, such as when it came to the creation of some of the junk we cleaned out last year. So my parents made the door into a Portkey of sorts, leading to somewhere near Stonehenge. Look."

Sirius opened the door, and, where Harry expected to see cityscape, there was a forest landscape, bearing an uncanny resemblence to the Forbidden Forest.

"Wow", Harry said. "I'll admit, I'm impressed." Lupin loped out the door, while Harry turned to Sirius. "Shouldn't we be worried about Lupin getting kidnapped by Death Eaters?"

"Don't worry, Harry. My parents put a spell on the woods so they couldn't be found from the outside by both Muggles and wizards. Like I said, my parents did things they didn't want found out."

(End Flashback...)

"Harry?", a voice asked.

"Go 'way", Harry muttered sleepily.

"Harry", the voice repeated firmly. Harry opened his eyes and saw Tonks staring down at him. "Harry, do you know what time it is?"

Harry glanced at the clock. 11:30. "Is Lupin back yet?", he asked wearily.

"Lupin?", Tonks asked, confused. "No, he hasn't arrived at all."

Harry sat straight up in his seat at that comment. "He hasn't?"

He glanced at Sirius, who had his head lying on the table as he slept, and tapped him on the shoulder. Sirius slowly raised his head to look at Harry and Tonks. "Harry, Tonks. What's going o-?"

"Sirius", Harry exclaimed, "Lupin hasn't come back yet!"

"What?!", Sirius asked, sitting straight up.

Lupin panted heavily as he lay there on the ground. Those wolves he had escaped from were vicious. But he had managed to escape.

It had started out normally enough. Then a pack of wolves had emerged from the woods, surrounding him. Where they'd come from, he didn't know. But he had escaped after being pursued for a bit, and that was that.

Lupin closed his eyes for a minute. Maybe he'd be able to escape whatever was happening...

Suddenly, he heard a snarl that seemed to come from somewhere in the bushes. Lupin jumped to his paws, ready in case of an attack.

Another snarl! Lupin turned in the direction of the noise, and saw... "Oh, no."

Staring out of the darkness were several pairs of eyes. One of the eye pairs started to move forward, and Lupin saw that the owner of those eyes was... "Oh, crap."

"Remus?", Sirius called from the back door? "Remus, where are you?" Nothing. Sirius sighed. "I have a bad feeling about this", he said wearily.

"Nothing?", Harry asked.

There was a pop. "Black?" The trio turned to see Snape, standing behind them.

"What are you doing here?", Tonks asked fiercely.

"I should be asking you the same thing, Ms. Tonks", Snape snapped in reply.

"Listen, I don't have time for you, Severus", Black interrupted. "Remus' missing, and-"

"What?!", Snape asked harshly.

Harry glanced up at Sirius. "What's he talking about?", he whispered.

"Sirius, go with Harry", Snape ordered. "I'll go with Tonks. Send up blue sparks if you find him, red if you're in danger. Hurry, before it's too late!"

Wands alight, Tonks and Snape dashed into the wood, Harry and Sirius headed in the other direction.

"Severus, what's going on?!", Tonks shouted.

Snape came to a stop, looking in three different directions, before turning back to look at Tonks. "Listen, I've been hearing things lately from the other Death Eaters. It seems a few of the members have died in what was deemed 'mysterious circumstances"... Though I doubt it would be hard to determine what killed them."

"Then what killed them, he who is so wise in the Dark Arts?", Tonks asked sarcastically.

"Simple", Snape said grimly. "A werewolf."

"Sirius, what's going on?", Harry asked.

"I don't know", Sirius said plainly. "Though I won't doubt that Remus might be in danger, so we'll have to proceed with caution."

There was a sudden howl of pain. Sirius and Harry looked up at the same moment.

"What was that?!", Harry asked.

Tonks' eyes widened. "What was that?!"

"It came from this direction!", Harry called, dashing in the directon of the howl, Sirius following. As they ran, they neared the crest of a great hill. As they reached the top, they slowed, and stopped, crouching low. What they saw then shocked them.

A hulking creature stood over Lupin's almost prone wolf form, growling fiercely. It stalked nearer and nearer...

Suddenly, Harry sprang to his feet, exclaiming "Expecto Patronum!" The silver-white stag charged towards the creature, driving him off, and revealing several pairs of eyes moving away from the clearing.

Sirius stood, up and he followed Harry down the hill towards Lupin's prone form. "Remus!", he shouted. Lupin lifted his head from the ground briefly, and gave a mournful whimper. He was alive.

Harry pointed his wand skywards, sending up a jet of blue sparks. A minute later, Snape and Tonks appeared at the top of the hill, dashing towards the clearing. They stopped when they saw Lupin.

"Merlin's beard...", Tonks gasped. "What happened?"

"Never mind that", Sirius said quickly. "We have to leave before-"

A sudden howl pierced the night air. "Look!", Snape exclaimed, pointing towards the brush. The eyes were back, and the owners' were stalking out of the brush.

"RUN!!!", Harry shouted.

To Be Continued...