This one is short to. Get over. I second that motion. I own nothing.
Xander merely grinned at Remus as he walked out of the dorm and into the common room. He had business to attend to and it would not do for the Marauders to find out about it. No, it wouldn't do at all. With all the skill he possessed he dodged students, ghosts, and teachers until he was outside. With the effectiveness of a shadow he slipped towards the forest and hid himself deep within. Once inside he let his body start to change.
The soft sound of bones and muscle shifting and changing revealed a pure black wolf. He was larger than any other wolf most people had ever seen, his gaunt frame blending in with the shadows and allowing him to melt into the woods. It was little known that a werewolf could change even when there wasn't a full moon and the only time it couldn't happen was the day of the full moon. With a deadly snarl the wolf turned on his heels and began his hunt. He needed to hunt to cool his blood. It was the only other way that the wolf inside would forget about the mate left up in the dorms, with the beds. It would not do to tell Remus anything.
He was really going to screw up the future and there was nothing that anyone could do about it. He'd long since learned that once you were back in time you were stuck, as there was no safe way to return to the time in which you were originally from. Now he was going to do something dangerous, and that was change the future.
Moving his strong frame into an all out run he raced through the forest and ended up in front of a pool of crystal clear water. The wolf was stunned; it was the same were the pool others had first revealed their Animagus forms; it was the pool that was the spot for all of their secret meetings. It was the place that he had tossed the cremate boxes. It was the future burying ground of most of his friends, and if his calculations were correct, all of his friends now. The rest of the pack had made a promise to never let one die alone or suffer in pain, even if it meant suicide.
The wolf let out a howl, deep at first, and then it rose in pitch. The howl told the forest of the pain it felt, of the pack that he missed. Then the howl turned savage, raging against the world and everyone who had damned the Pack to all of its suffering. Slowly the howls diminished and the wolf began its return to the castle were he took up residence in the common room with a book, which looked like it had seen better days. It was a book on how to become an Animagi and it had messy notes scrawled in the margins. He laughed softly at one that said to never trust a rat. His friends, his loyal and kind friends, they were the people who had stood by him after he had been turned. They were the people who knew how to tame his fierce temper, though it took awhile.
They were the ones he relied on. They were the one that had always been there for him, even when he didn't need it. They were the ones that had made his life seem a bit more grounded when everything he loved was being turned upside down. And deep down he missed them with everything he was, werewolf, Elf, human. No matter who his blood family was, the Weasleys and Hermione Granger had been his pack, his family.
Xander was startled out of his musings by a hand on his shoulder. Xander turned and glared softly at the person he knew to be behind him. It was James and his future father looked curious about his dorm mate's quiet depression. With a sad smile Xander closed the book and stood up, motioning for the other to lead the way.
James smirked and led the way to the dorm where the others were waiting for them. Xander found himself on the receiving end of murderous glares coming from one Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. Xander gave them both an innocent smile and fluttered his eyelashes.
"Can I help you two gentlemen?" Xander asked sweetly. Peter buried his face in his hands and Remus threw a rather thick book at him.
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