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Full Moon Rising.


"Of course I can, Sirius."

Laughter was heard in the background as Sirius Black shot his friend an amused look. "Sure, sure," he held his hand up in surrender, "Whatever you say, Remus."

"Are you underestimating me?" Remus glared at his laughing friend.

"No … I'm just saying that you're too frightened to do it. Not that I blame you, even James wouldn't do it," He walked over and patted the smaller boy on the shoulders, "Just surrender while you're still ahead, or maybe, while you still have a head," Sirius walked away, leaving Remus looking spitefully at his receding back; his loud guffaw echoing though the empty Gryffindor dormitories.

Remus crossed his arms over his chest, 'Hn … I'll teach him a lesson or two in humility, dear ol' Sirius. Then we'll see who the bigger twit is.'

oOo

The next day at breakfast, Sirius, as usual was sitting with his friend James, Peter and Remus, thought Remus didn't seem to be indulging himself in the current conversation that was going on.

He was lost in his thoughts and didn't hear when James called out his name. He suddenly felt a poke in his ribs and looked up to see the concerned faces of his friends.

"Are you feeling all right, Remus?" James asked, concern showing on his face.

"Yeah, Remus, you look like someone forgot to give you flea powder," Sirius smirked.

"Haha, your humor just kills me every time, Sirius," he commented dryly before turning back to his plate.

"Maybe you should see Madam Pomfrey, Remus, you don't look very well."

"Don't worry, James. I'm fine," he forced a assuring smile onto his face, unfortunately, it didn't not fool James. James Potter was one of the best excuse makers – cum- liar in Hogwarts, and he could see straight through Remus' smile.

"Come on," he grabbed Remus by his elbow and pulled him to his feet, "Off to Pomfrey we go," he began dragging Remus gently towards the exit door, but he wiggled his arm out of James' grasp. He muttered a quiet 'I'm sorry' to James before jumping onto the table.

"No!" Sirius said, his tone showing complete shock while a mischievous glint appeared in his eye, "He's really going to do it!"

"Professor Dumbledore!" Remus shouted to the headmaster, his face beet red and sweat accumulating on his forehead.

The entire great hall was caught in silence as they watched the quiet Gryffindor boy who was currently standing atop the table, attention directed towards Dumbledore, his face showing determination in the highest of quantities.

"Yes?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at being called in such a manner.

Remus gulped, 'This is it,' he thought to himself, 'Now or never.' He turned his back to Dumbledore and suddenly, raised the hems of his robes to expose his bare and white backside to the shocked headmaster.

An eerie silence went around for a while. When the events of the situation finally sunk into the students, they all burst into fits of laughter. The Slytherins also couldn't help but laugh at the courage of the puny Gryffindor boy to moon the headmaster. Even Dumbledore, the victim, couldn't hide a chuckle.

The head of the Gryffindor house ran up and pulled Remus off of the table and dragged him towards the exit, most probably to get punished for his behaviors, however, that didn't stop the students of Hogwarts to give Remus a round of applause for his fearless act.

Before he was taken to get his due, he heard Sirius whisper into your ear.

"Moony. That's your new moniker; Moony the Mooner."


End.

Short and completely retarded story that's been pestering me for ages.