Chapter Four: Transformation
Sirius lay on the bed, thinking. Remus was on the floor and James had a cot. He was sure that the other two were awake, but if they weren't, then they were very heavy sleepers. How could they have not known that their best friend lived in a home like this? It troubled him, and what was worse, Remus wouldn't talk about it. What horrors had he suffered? Surely, Remus didn't think that his friends would think less of him? Sirius rolled over and looked at the light brown hair, flecked with gray, shimmering in the soft moonlight. That moonlight. The full moon was tomorrow. What would happen then? The boy stirred, as if he could feel eyes on him and drew the blanket closer around him. Sirius sighed to himself, closed his eyes...
James was awake. His thoughts were muddled and confused, though. 'Lily and Remus are cousins? Why didn't they tell me?' His train of thought was interuppted by a crash coming from downstairs. 'How has he lived like this? These people are inhuman, crude and groutesque. Why wouldn't he tell us?' Another crash. 'What the hell is going on down there? And wait! Why did Lily have healing potions? They don't...to her too, do they?' He groaned at the thought. 'I have to do something, right? I can't just let them do this to these people...' A crash came. Closer and louder. 'Great...'
Remus was sleeping. He was used to the noise. His dreams were very troubled. He was a wolf, bounding across an open field. And there was Padfoot, nay Sirius. Sirius Black, just standing there grinning. The wolf, Moony growls and a voice cries, 'Get him!' Four paws begin moving again. Faster and faster. As Moony approaches, Sirius begins to say, "Hel--" but he's cut off. Remus, the human, moans in horror as Moony leaps. Sirius screams. Teeth, jagged, large and deadly rip into the flesh of his chest. "Remus!" Sirius screams and then he chokes. A look of betrayal haunts his eyes as he takes in his last breath. Moony howls in triumph and tears his neck to peices. Remus, inside the body of the wolf, screams in agony. And all turns black. Remus Lupin awoke, on the floor. The room was strangly quiet, absent are James' snores and Sirius tossing and turning. He shivered. 'I could have sworn someone was watching me...' he thought. Sweating all over, Remus pulled the blanket closer around his shoulders and closed his eyes again.
Sunlight filtered early through the windows. It glinted on the hair of the skinny werewolf. Sirius smiled and watched him breathe, chest moving slowly up and down. James snored in the corner on the cot and Sirius, knowing both were fast asleep, silently crept out of bed and lay down on the floor next to Remus. His pale arm wrapped around the smaller boy's body. He hugged him close but not too tight, he didn't want to wake him up. He buried his nose in Remus' too long hair and too in a deep breath. It smelled so good. "Sirius?!" a voice came from above and Sirius, quickly pulled away from the werwolf to face James. "What are you doing?"
"Um, I... fell out of bed!" he declared, hoping that James would believe it. But the other boy raised an eyebrow and put on his glasses.
"Lower your voice," he whispered, "You'll wake him. He'll need his strength for later tonight." Sirius glanced at the sleeping body and back at his friend, who was still eyeing him, quizically. "Look, if you're not comfortable talking about it now, we can svae it for tonight?" Sirius nodded, feeling relieved. James smiled his crooked grin and got up. "I'm not leaving this room just yet though. Merlin knows what's going on down there!" He walked over to the bathroom, leaving Sirius with Remus. He glanced at his beautiful friend and whispered, barely audible, "I love you."
Remus awoke several hours later. "Finally!" James declared, "We've been up forever!" Remus smiled a little and said, "You guys ate right?"
"Yeah." Sirius grinned at him from the bed.
"You should have woken me up." he pretended to be hurt and threw a pillow at James. "HEY!" he shouted and threw it back. Sirius grinned wickedly and pushed James on the floor and then jumped on him. "Gerroff me!" James said and laughed. Remus laughed heartily and watched his two friends wrestle. Then someone knocked, loudly and rudely on the door. Remus ran to get it. "BOY! You get out here now!Before this damn sunsets! I won't have you killing my family!" he hissed the last two sentences. "One minute!" he yelled in reply. "Right, guys, you know where the food is. And I have to go. Seeya tomorrow." he waved and walked out the door.
"What took you so long?" his uncle barked and hit him over the head.
"Sorry. I--I just woke up." Remus hurriedly replied. He didn't have the strength to fight his uncle and wasn't in the mood. He could smell the booze on his breath and it wasn't at all pleasant. Maybe he should drive...
"In the car!" he snarled at him. Remus obeyed and put on his seatbelt. He was in for a wild ride.
Meanwhile, James lept off of Sirius and said, "Now, I want to know what you were doing this morning."
"I think you know what I was doing." he huffed.
"I do but I want you to say it." he replied simply. But his answer was, "Got a joint on you?" James rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, I brought enough for three months but if we run out we can steal some from Rem's brother." He laughed.
"Right, let's go for a walk and bring 'em, all right?" Sirius said.
"Lily won't like it. But all right." he reached into his bag and tapped a small space with his wand and muttered something. It disappeared and in its place was a huge load of pot. "We have to roll it ourselves." Sirius gawked. "How much did that cost?!"
"Too much." he grinned. "Okay, lets head out." They walked down the street of the Muggle town. Darkness shrouded them so no one could tell what they had was really pot. And it was Wizard pot to boot.
"Right here. Let's talk." James sat down in a little tree grove that was completely hidden.
"Riiiiight." Sirius said, a goofy grin on his face. He leaned his head back into the tree, giving the look that he was half asleep.
"Uncle Sean! LOOK OUT FOR THAT TREE!" Remus yelled as his drunk uncle swerved and hit an even bigger tree. Remus was thrown through the windshield and his uncle hit the steering wheel. The werewolf lifted his head up, slightly. His whole body ached. But he got up and limped to the car. "Uncle Sean..." he whispered and shook the man. He didn't move. Remus could smell blood. He had to do something but the full moon... He shivered. "Oh god!" he said and fell to the ground. The car began to smoke as he shivered again. He had to get out, had to leave, had to run.
But Remus couldn't move. The pain was excruciating. He felt his body transform and he cried out. A cry that turned into a howl. His teeth became sharper and his eyes more lupine. Moony grinned wolfishly and bounded into the forest. The world wasn't so compilcated and it wasn't his fault that his uncle had died. Everything was black and white...except that deer. It was was orange and redish, standing out. Moony's mouth began to water as the deer lifted its head and ran in terror. All that was on the wolf's mind was the chase. The thrill of the hunt. He howled and felled the deer, giant claws sinking into the soft flesh. Blood dripped down the Moony's face and neck.
Suddenly, he looked up. Distinctly, he sniffed the air. There were humans near by.
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End Chapter Four
A/N: Sorry this took forever to write. I had a bout of writer's block. do review.
Sirius lay on the bed, thinking. Remus was on the floor and James had a cot. He was sure that the other two were awake, but if they weren't, then they were very heavy sleepers. How could they have not known that their best friend lived in a home like this? It troubled him, and what was worse, Remus wouldn't talk about it. What horrors had he suffered? Surely, Remus didn't think that his friends would think less of him? Sirius rolled over and looked at the light brown hair, flecked with gray, shimmering in the soft moonlight. That moonlight. The full moon was tomorrow. What would happen then? The boy stirred, as if he could feel eyes on him and drew the blanket closer around him. Sirius sighed to himself, closed his eyes...
James was awake. His thoughts were muddled and confused, though. 'Lily and Remus are cousins? Why didn't they tell me?' His train of thought was interuppted by a crash coming from downstairs. 'How has he lived like this? These people are inhuman, crude and groutesque. Why wouldn't he tell us?' Another crash. 'What the hell is going on down there? And wait! Why did Lily have healing potions? They don't...to her too, do they?' He groaned at the thought. 'I have to do something, right? I can't just let them do this to these people...' A crash came. Closer and louder. 'Great...'
Remus was sleeping. He was used to the noise. His dreams were very troubled. He was a wolf, bounding across an open field. And there was Padfoot, nay Sirius. Sirius Black, just standing there grinning. The wolf, Moony growls and a voice cries, 'Get him!' Four paws begin moving again. Faster and faster. As Moony approaches, Sirius begins to say, "Hel--" but he's cut off. Remus, the human, moans in horror as Moony leaps. Sirius screams. Teeth, jagged, large and deadly rip into the flesh of his chest. "Remus!" Sirius screams and then he chokes. A look of betrayal haunts his eyes as he takes in his last breath. Moony howls in triumph and tears his neck to peices. Remus, inside the body of the wolf, screams in agony. And all turns black. Remus Lupin awoke, on the floor. The room was strangly quiet, absent are James' snores and Sirius tossing and turning. He shivered. 'I could have sworn someone was watching me...' he thought. Sweating all over, Remus pulled the blanket closer around his shoulders and closed his eyes again.
Sunlight filtered early through the windows. It glinted on the hair of the skinny werewolf. Sirius smiled and watched him breathe, chest moving slowly up and down. James snored in the corner on the cot and Sirius, knowing both were fast asleep, silently crept out of bed and lay down on the floor next to Remus. His pale arm wrapped around the smaller boy's body. He hugged him close but not too tight, he didn't want to wake him up. He buried his nose in Remus' too long hair and too in a deep breath. It smelled so good. "Sirius?!" a voice came from above and Sirius, quickly pulled away from the werwolf to face James. "What are you doing?"
"Um, I... fell out of bed!" he declared, hoping that James would believe it. But the other boy raised an eyebrow and put on his glasses.
"Lower your voice," he whispered, "You'll wake him. He'll need his strength for later tonight." Sirius glanced at the sleeping body and back at his friend, who was still eyeing him, quizically. "Look, if you're not comfortable talking about it now, we can svae it for tonight?" Sirius nodded, feeling relieved. James smiled his crooked grin and got up. "I'm not leaving this room just yet though. Merlin knows what's going on down there!" He walked over to the bathroom, leaving Sirius with Remus. He glanced at his beautiful friend and whispered, barely audible, "I love you."
Remus awoke several hours later. "Finally!" James declared, "We've been up forever!" Remus smiled a little and said, "You guys ate right?"
"Yeah." Sirius grinned at him from the bed.
"You should have woken me up." he pretended to be hurt and threw a pillow at James. "HEY!" he shouted and threw it back. Sirius grinned wickedly and pushed James on the floor and then jumped on him. "Gerroff me!" James said and laughed. Remus laughed heartily and watched his two friends wrestle. Then someone knocked, loudly and rudely on the door. Remus ran to get it. "BOY! You get out here now!Before this damn sunsets! I won't have you killing my family!" he hissed the last two sentences. "One minute!" he yelled in reply. "Right, guys, you know where the food is. And I have to go. Seeya tomorrow." he waved and walked out the door.
"What took you so long?" his uncle barked and hit him over the head.
"Sorry. I--I just woke up." Remus hurriedly replied. He didn't have the strength to fight his uncle and wasn't in the mood. He could smell the booze on his breath and it wasn't at all pleasant. Maybe he should drive...
"In the car!" he snarled at him. Remus obeyed and put on his seatbelt. He was in for a wild ride.
Meanwhile, James lept off of Sirius and said, "Now, I want to know what you were doing this morning."
"I think you know what I was doing." he huffed.
"I do but I want you to say it." he replied simply. But his answer was, "Got a joint on you?" James rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, I brought enough for three months but if we run out we can steal some from Rem's brother." He laughed.
"Right, let's go for a walk and bring 'em, all right?" Sirius said.
"Lily won't like it. But all right." he reached into his bag and tapped a small space with his wand and muttered something. It disappeared and in its place was a huge load of pot. "We have to roll it ourselves." Sirius gawked. "How much did that cost?!"
"Too much." he grinned. "Okay, lets head out." They walked down the street of the Muggle town. Darkness shrouded them so no one could tell what they had was really pot. And it was Wizard pot to boot.
"Right here. Let's talk." James sat down in a little tree grove that was completely hidden.
"Riiiiight." Sirius said, a goofy grin on his face. He leaned his head back into the tree, giving the look that he was half asleep.
"Uncle Sean! LOOK OUT FOR THAT TREE!" Remus yelled as his drunk uncle swerved and hit an even bigger tree. Remus was thrown through the windshield and his uncle hit the steering wheel. The werewolf lifted his head up, slightly. His whole body ached. But he got up and limped to the car. "Uncle Sean..." he whispered and shook the man. He didn't move. Remus could smell blood. He had to do something but the full moon... He shivered. "Oh god!" he said and fell to the ground. The car began to smoke as he shivered again. He had to get out, had to leave, had to run.
But Remus couldn't move. The pain was excruciating. He felt his body transform and he cried out. A cry that turned into a howl. His teeth became sharper and his eyes more lupine. Moony grinned wolfishly and bounded into the forest. The world wasn't so compilcated and it wasn't his fault that his uncle had died. Everything was black and white...except that deer. It was was orange and redish, standing out. Moony's mouth began to water as the deer lifted its head and ran in terror. All that was on the wolf's mind was the chase. The thrill of the hunt. He howled and felled the deer, giant claws sinking into the soft flesh. Blood dripped down the Moony's face and neck.
Suddenly, he looked up. Distinctly, he sniffed the air. There were humans near by.
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End Chapter Four
A/N: Sorry this took forever to write. I had a bout of writer's block. do review.