Blah, sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I wrote it actually almost right after I got out of school, but from my beta and me bouncing around everywhere and just being lazy, it just took awhile.
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Harry groaned and shook his head.
"I was totally innocent when it came to that map!" Harry said pointedly, jabbing his finger at Remus.
"I'm sure," Remus said, grinning as he took a sip of tea. "If innocent is sneaking down into Hogsmeade without permission and attacking Mr. Malfoy."
"He had it coming. Though it was so much better when I hit him with the Patronus Charm," Harry answered wickedly, brushing a strand of his dark bangs out of his face as he looked at Remus pointedly. "But if you really have to know, I got the Marauder's Map from Fred and George Weasley."
Remus sputtered lightly on his tea as he made a pained face.
"I don't even want to know what those two might have gotten into with the assistance of that map. I had enough of a heart attack when I saw the map had fallen into your possession. Possibly one of the best things your father ever thought of, but..." Remus trailed off, shaking his head. "Capable of so much trouble when in the wrong hands. Like James's."
Harry was grinning at the mention of his father.
now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'll never dream of
"So what happened next?" Harry asked, deflecting the conversation away from himself and the map, and back onto the main story.
"Well," Remus started, putting his tea cup down. "Severus was ultimately that way for the rest of the year. Nosy, immensely distrusting, kept a very close eye on me." he paused for a moment, looking thoughtful. "There was of course a similar scene between him and I when Sirius broke into the Gryffindor common room and it appeared that he was attacking Ron, you remember?"
Harry nodded, assuring Remus that he did remember that scene.
"He was once again convinced that I had helped Sirius and wanted the Dementors to search my private office." He stopped there, and then smiled lightly, looking amused. "And then of course, my favorite suspicion of his, was that instead of helping teach you the Patronus Charm, Severus was absolutely convinced that I was brainwashing you so that I could give you to Sirius."
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Right, you were always so nervous whenever the topic of Sirius, or even my dad came up." Harry pointed out.
Remus shrugged lightly.
"He thought I gave you the Marauder's Map then. He of course knew the nicknames we had taken up during our own at time at Hogwarts. He lectured me for two hours I believe after he found the map on you," Remus smiled. "But in any case, Severus would never believe me on anything in your third year. He would have argued with me if I had said something like, the sky is blue."
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
They were silent for a brief moment as Artemis returned, bearing the letter from Mrs. Weasley and also two lumpy packages that she had sent along for Harry.
Remus scanned the letter quickly, a smile twitching over his lips as he passed the two packages over to Harry.
"Never misses a beat, Molly. That woman was born to be a mother." he commented, putting the parchment down. "She sent along your nightclothes and some food in the event that I forget that you're 'a growing teenager that needs proper nourishment.'" Remus said calmly, though his eyes were clearly amused.
Harry rifled briefly through the packages, more for show than anything else, as he waited for the story to continue.
Remus was quieter for a few more moments this time too; his eyes were wandering slightly as though he wasn't exactly paying attention to Harry anymore.
He cleared his throat then, and sighed, his eyes focusing back on Harry.
"We're about up to the night at the Shack now," was all he stated.
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Remus was resting his head silently on the desk; it was throbbing with pain as night approached calmly and quickly, ready to devour his human shape. He was tired; the last few weeks had been very trying on his nerves. It didn't help that the wolf was fighting like mad against the Wolfsbane Potion. Moony sensed that his mate was nearby, and didn't like being contained on the full moons.
Remus tilted his head to the right and he could see the Marauder's Map lying close to his right wrist. It was waiting patiently to be used again. Remus sat up with a yawn, scratching the side of his stubbly face.
He glanced up at the room that surrounded him as though expecting to see someone watching him; Severus maybe waiting to catch him, or Sirius...
Remus's eyes turned back to the map and he lifted his wand in a smooth movement from where it had also been lying on top of the desk.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good," he sat in a quiet, solemn voice.
It had been such a long time since he had even thought those words, much less uttered them. It seemed oddly strange that here he was, by himself in a teacher's office, using the Marauder's Map when the last time he had seen it was in James's hands up in the Gryffindor Common Room as Sirius and James slipped underneath the invisibility cloak with playful grins painted on their faces.
Remus hadn't realized it, but he was smiling softly at the memory. Suddenly the smile disappeared as he saw something strange written on the map.
He frowned, leaning in closer to the map, grabbing around for his reading glasses as he fumbled to see a writing that couldn't exist on the map.
"Peter..." Remus whispered faintly, shaking his head in disbelief.
our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
He looked up at the exit of his room then, as though expecting to see Wormtail standing there. Without a second though, Remus threw his glasses off, grabbing his wand, and practically ran out of the room, searching for the truth.
It didn't take him long to get to the Whomping Willow; these were steps that his feet had memorized on the monthly visits to the Shack that had been forced upon him. He could hear his heart hammering in his throat as he strode forward in a quick, jerky fashion, his eyes straining for a figure to break through the darkness-
And then he was in the Shack.
Remus stood still, his ears were picking up noises upstairs… and then a shrilly scream.
"WE'RE UP HERE! WE'RE UP HERE - SIRIUS BLACK- QUICK!"
Remus looked at the ceiling and then raced towards the steps, vainly trying not to trip as his hand gripped the banister. He could hear movements in the first room next to the steps. He threw it open, and felt his heart plummet from his throat into his stomach. The room reeled dizzily in front of his eyes as he stared from Sirius, and then turned his head slowly to where Harry, Hermione, and Ron were.
The three were frightened; they obviously had no idea what was going on. They thought that Black intended to kill them. Kill Harry.
Remus's mind seemed to be working too quickly, piecing together facts that had been gathered together only seconds ago, and clearing away the lies that had clouded his mind.
Sirius wasn't here to kill Harry.
"Expelliarmus!" Remus shouted, catching the three wands that flew to him.
He moved towards Sirius then, wanting reassurance that what he had learned was true. That Peter was alive.
Sirius was looking up at him, looking as though he wanted to be happy, but couldn't remember quite how.
"Where is he, Sirius?" was all Remus managed to say in a voice that sounded very foreign to him.
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
He knew Harry, Ron and Hermione weren't going to subject to this treatment much longer. Those three would want to know what's going on, and Sirius was never one to explain - or think much - before acting.
Sirius pointed at Ron, and Remus turned slightly to glance in that direction and could see Ron was clutching a rat.
It felt like a second blow to Remus, the fact that everything he had learned was true.
"But then..." Remus began, piecing the final bits together out loud. "...why hasn't he shown himself before now? Unless... -unless he was the one... unless you switched... without telling me?"
Sirius nodded in acknowledgement that Remus was correct, and he felt a weight lift off his chest; Sirius was innocent. It left to only be replaced by another; he was innocent and had spent the last thirteen years in Azkaban despite it.
He could hear Harry saying something in an annoyed voice, seeking answers, but Remus wasn't listening.
He moved closer to Sirius, pulling him from the ground and hugging him tightly. He was much slimmer, less muscular then Remus remembered. He was dirty and tattered, but underneath it all, he could see a glimpse of what his lover had looked like before all this.
"I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Hermione was shrieking.
Remus turned around quickly, releasing Sirius; it wasn't time yet. They needed to know they truth.
"You- you-" Hermione was fighting for words, as her fear and anger took grip of her, and Remus moved slightly towards her, trying to calm her down.
"Hermione-"
She wouldn't let him speak though.
"-you and him!" she was rattling on.
"Hermione, calm down-"
"I didn't tell anyone!" Hermione was shouting again. "I've been covering up for you-"
Remus swore mentally in his mind. He should have known that Hermione would be able to figure out that he was a werewolf. But that was definitely not the subject that she needed to bring up now. He needed Harry's trust to be able to explain this to him, and the revelation that he was a werewolf would not help that goal.
"Hermione, listen to me please!" Remus shouted in return, trying to plead with her logical side, despite the fact that she had him in a very awkward position. "I can explain-"
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
Harry had joined in the screaming match, his green eyes were shining with fury, and Remus felt dread begin to settle in his stomach. They weren't going to listen to him. He protested once more, but Hermione started yelling again.
"NO! Harry don't trust him, he's been helping Black into the castle, he wants you dead too- he's a werewolf!"
An uneasy silence fell over the Shack as all eyes turned to Remus, and he could feel a lump growing in his throat as he fought to maintain himself.
"Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione." Remus commented lightly and much more calmly then he felt. "Only one out of three, I'm afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don't want Harry dead... But I won't deny that I am a werewolf."
An expression of alarm passed over Ron's face as he attempted to stand on his broken leg. Remus took a step forward, moving to stop him from damaging the leg any further.
"Get away from me, werewolf!"
Remus froze, feeling as though the air had been knocked out of him. But what else should he have expected, really?
"How long have you known?" he asked Hermione, trying to relieve the awful tension that had built in the air.
"Ages," Hermione whispered. "Since I did Professor Snape's essay..."
Remus cursed Severus mentally, reminding himself to slap the Potion's Master into next week if he ever got the chance.
"He'll be delighted," Remus said, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice. "He assigned that essay hoping someone would realize what my symptoms meant... Did you check the lunar chart and realize that I was always ill at the full moon? Or did you realize the boggart changed into the moon when it saw me?"
"Both." Hermione answered quietly.
"You're the cleverest witch of your age I've ever met, Hermione."
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
She had even managed to figure it out in a quicker time then James and Sirius.
"I'm not," Hermione whispered in protest. "If I'd been a bit cleverer, I'd have told everyone what you are!"
"But they already know. At least, the staff do." Remus replied.
He was practically begging for them to believe him; this conversation had his nerves and emotions rubbed raw.
"Dumbledore hired you and knew you were a werewolf? Ron asked incredulously. "Is he mad?"
"Some of the staff thought so. He had to work very hard to convince certain teachers that I'm trustworthy-"
'And I am trustworthy.'
"AND HE WAS WRONG! YOU'VE BEEN HELPING HIM ALL THE TIME!" Harry was yelling.
Remus rubbed his temples numbly. This was going to be a long night.
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
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