Every wolf needs a moon

By Talia-Rose

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter so don't sue me. This story is set during the Marauders time at Hogwarts.

Chapter Nine: Please believe and understand.

"Cause with you
I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on
I never felt so beautiful
Baby as I do now
Now that I'm with you."

['With you' - Jessica Simpson]

Because of how fine a day it was, there were only a handful of people in the tower when she got there. Racing up the stairs to the boys' dormitories, Sonya quickly found the room where Remus, James, Sirius and Peter lived. Walking along the beds, she realized that Remus had drawn the curtains around his.

Sitting down on Sirius' bed which was beside Remus', she took a deep breath before she spoke. "Remus? Are you in there Remus?"

There was silence and Sonya crossed her legs, staring at the curtains.

"Remus, what did Nathan say to you that has made you so angry, so upset? Please tell me so that I know why I'm going to go and beat him up."

"Go away Sonya. You don't belong here so just leave." Remus' voice came to her – it sounded angry and dreadfully upset at the same time.

She shook her head and pushed a loose strand of hair back away from her face. "I'm not going to go away Remus, not until you tell me what exactly is wrong."

There was a sound that sounded like he was laughing and Sonya's heart jumped at the thought that maybe he was coming around. She didn't realize that it was a bitter laugh. "You want to know what is wrong Sonya? Your being here is what is wrong! A Delcot like you does not belong here at Hogwarts, no, you belong with others of your kind at, lets say, Saint Luthors."

"My kind? What do you mean by my kind?"

"Ask your cousin Nathan Delcot. He can easily explain without even thinking about, what your kind is."

"Well I want you to tell me what my kind is Remus. I don't care what Nathan has to say or what he believes, all that matters at the moment is what you have to say, what you believe." She pleaded softly.

He laughed again, "Why should you care about what I have to say or what I believe when you and your family is so much better than me and my own? Compared to your family, mine is a pale shadow."

Sonya couldn't understand what he was going on about and she placed her elbows on her knees and rested her head on her hands, "My family is not as good and wonderful as Nathan would have you believe. In fact, half my relatives are the most despicable people I have ever met. Your family is just as good as mine, Remus, because riches and titles and prestige doesn't make any one family better than another."

"Are you just saying that to make me feel better because it is not working. Not working one bit. Your family is large, influential, rich and riddled with others like you who are born werewolves and Vampires and Animagi." He replied angrily.

"What does that matter Remus? I do not think of unless I am in a mood to remember what I have and what I wish I did not have… they being nearly the entire section that I wish I did not have. You cannot understand how terrible it can be living with my family. Most of them are insane."

Again, there was silence and Sonya sighed heavily. She just wished that he would open the drapes and look at her so that he could see how sincere she was. The longer the silence went on, the more Sonya began to think that Professor Dumbledore had been wrong in his advice because her heart must surely be telling her wrong.

Or she wasn't listening properly.

He spoke, "If you have so many problems with your family, why do you consider Nathan your closest and best friend? He obviously thinks that he knows everything there is to know about you but I bet he doesn't know about your nightmares, or about how you hate changing back from your Animagus forms. Tell me Sonya, does your family think that the sun shines from the halo that floats above your head?"

'I have a halo?' Her mind laughed at the idea. "Some of them probably think that but I wouldn't know. However, I do know that they are intent on making sure that I am locked away somewhere nice and safe where I can't be harmed when I finish school… which isn't a prospect that I am looking forward to and something that I intend to change."

"You're just saying that Sonya. You don't intend to change anything about the way your family rules over you. I even bet that you are thankful that someone can be bothered controlling everything about your life because you're so wrapped up in controlling your bloody gift that you don't have time for the rest."

She gasped and shook her head. "That's not true! My family doesn't control me and everything about my life. And while I can some times be wrapped up in controlling my accursed gift, I try to make sure that I have time for everything that goes on around me."

Remus laughed loudly and this time Sonya could hear the bitterness. "Doesn't every puppet believe that they have control of their lives when in fact they don't? You're a puppet for your family Sonya and though you might refuse to acknowledge that fact, you know that it's true."

"I'm not a puppet and if I am, well it won't be for long. Remus, please come out and look at me. If you're going to keep revealing these things to me, the least you could do is look me in the eye when you do it. Please?"

He pulled back the heavy curtain drapes from around his bed and stared at Sonya. She had tears running down her cheeks and her blond hair was falling over her face. "Don't you see Sonya, this is what your family wants? They want you to dance on the end of their strings because of your gift! You told me yourself that you are the last in your family that carries it. This gift is important to them even if sometimes you are shunned for having it."

Sonya lifted her head and blinked at him. "I always believed that because I was the last with the gift, I was the one who held all the power. I thought that if I wanted something they disagreed with, I would dangle it in front of them and say, 'well if you want this to stay in the family' and then I would get what ever I wanted."

"Things are often like that Sonya. No doubt, that is what they hoped because through the gift, they could control you. By giving you what you want they are keeping you tied to them. One day they will probably point at someone and order you to marry him and you will do it. You will do what they tell you because you feel safe with them since they know all about your gift and they understand it." He shook his head, leaning forward to peer at her.

"But you know about my gift and you understand it Remus. That's got to count for something besides what it means to me. By Merlin Remus, I love being around you, I love how you understand me and how you often know what I need. With you, I can truly be myself in a way that I can't be with anyone else. You make me feel wanted and accepted and needed." Her blue eyes were pale from the tears that were still running down her cheeks and her hands were clasped in front of her.

He bit his bottom lip; hating the pain that he was causing her right then. "Sonya, believe me when I say that those feelings are all very real and that I have them as well…. But your family would never let it be even if you are the last of your line. They would never let you be with a werewolf because that would taint the gift. You said it yourself, you would never touch a werewolf because if it became one of the animals you could change into, you wouldn't be able to control it and the full moon would rule over your life."

"Remus, you know me, I would never willingly let my family control me. I try to defy them at every turn because I hate the way they try to rule me. When have I ever been one to simply obey every command given to me?"

Standing up, he moved over to the next bed and sat down next to her, taking up her hands in his. "You desperately want acceptance Wolfie and you will do whatever it takes to get that acceptance even if it means dancing to your family's tune. Your dear cousin told me that it is his job to make sure that your integrity and best interests are maintained... not to mention propriety. He said that he had been charged by the Family to make sure of it."

"My integrity? Propriety! Do they honesty think that they can control even those aspects of my life? All this time I thought that Nathan was my friend but now I think that it was a charade from the beginning." Sonya closed her eyes and her hung her head. "I have been such a fool Remus, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because I didn't know until today. Though Nathan does think that we make a very cute couple." Remus tried to get her to laugh by mentioning that.

She arched an eyebrow, "Does he indeed? What else did he say?"

"Well… he did say that because you are a Delcot, it was inevitable that you would be attracted to people like me… and Sirius."

"Sirius? What on earth was he thinking? As much as I like Sirius, he could never be more than my friend. As for you… need I say anything? No, seriously, why is it inevitable that I am attracted to people like you and Sirius?" There was a faint smile curling the corners of her mouth though Remus could still see tears in her eyes.

He cocked his head to the side, mimicking her when she was thinking. "I think it was because I'm a werewolf and Sirius is an Animagus. Nathan did say that you would always be drawn to others of your kind - your kind being werewolves, Vampires and Animagi. He also said that… now what were the words? Ah yes, to quote him, 'Sonya's grandfather on her mother's side was a werewolf and her great grandmother on her father's side was a Vampire. The Delcot and Delune family histories are riddled with mixing of the three kinds.' Then he went on to say that your children would be Animagi and his would be werewolves and so on, so forth. It was rather riveting conversation, finding out all about your family."

"I'm sure it wasn't at all interesting. And yes, I know that I never told you that my grandfather Edmund Delune was a werewolf… my mother didn't like that to be known by many outside the families because she often came down sick on the full moon and didn't want people knowing why. One of her sisters, my aunt Clara I believe, is a werewolf and runs around somewhere in Russia. Hell, the werewolf that bit you was probably related to me!" Sonya grinned, narrowly avoiding the pillow he swung at her.

"That's not something to joke about Sonya Delcot! How would you feel if that turned out to be true?" He swung the pillow at her again, seeing the grin. "I don't like being a werewolf most of the time… it's only since you started to run with me on the nights of the full moon that I've been enjoying it."

She giggled, "I would send which ever relative it is a large gift basket and a thank you card because if they hadn't bitten you, I wouldn't have my favorite werewolf."

Growling at Sonya, Remus pounced on her and pinned her beneath him on the bed, "Your favorite werewolf? Wouldn't your family be seething with anger if they saw us right now? Your cousin just tried to warn me away from you and here we are, throwing propriety to the wall."

"They'd probably send me to one of those Muggle convents or lock me away in some tower that only has one door and no other way in or out. But who cares about what they would think about this because all that matters is what we think. I'm going to try my damn hardest to make sure that they don't control me any more."

Seeing the smile on her lips, Remus lowered his head to kiss it. He'd wanted to kiss her for so long but had never tried because of his fear that she would scorn him and his feelings.

"Remus…." She mumbled when he pulled away. "What was that for?"

"I've wanted to do that for ages Wolfie."

Sonya smiled again, the tears finally gone from her eyes. "So you forgive me? Your not angry anymore?"

He rolled his eyes, "You are forgiven but your cousin is not. I'm still angry with Nathan and I don't intend to get over it anytime soon."

"That's alright, because I'm pretty annoyed with him as well. He had no right to say those things to you and if you ever had any doubt as to my intentions and my attraction, you should have just asked me because I would told you what ever you wanted to know."

Kissing her again, the werewolf felt truly happy for the first time in a long time. "What you said before Sonya, about how I make you feel wanted and needed and accepted, did you mean it?"

She replied softly, "Every single word. You make me feel special and you make me feel like there's someone who needs me with them, who wants me with them and who will accept me for who I am. When I'm with you Remus, I can be myself and I hope that I make you feel the same."

"You do and for me, the same understanding and acceptance that you desire, I find in you. At least your family has been good for one thing, you accept who I am, werewolf and all because you've been raised among them and understand what they are like. During a full moon, there is no one I could have around me who is better at calming down my wild, feral side than you."

"Oh great, Moony is getting all soppy with Wolfie." They heard James' voice was down by the door and Remus rolled his eyes. "Sirius, you'd better get in here."

Blushing, Sonya remembered that they were on Sirius' bed. "Remus, this is Sirius' bed… don't you think-."

"WHAT ARE THEY DOING ON MY BED!" Sirius bellowed and Remus and Sonya burst out laughing hysterically.

James grinned at his friend, "At least they both still have their clothes on Padfoot. Should we tell her cousins?"

"Don't you dare! I'll kill you both if you do." Sonya got up from under Remus and pointed a finger at the two boys.

"She would to." Remus stood up and offered a hand to Sonya.

Getting to her feet, Sonya shook her head and stretched before walking down to pat the boy on the back. "I think we christened your bed Sirius… it probably just got the most action it ever will."

He muttered something at her and cast a dark glare in Remus' direction. "You are joking aren't you Wolfie? You didn't actually do anything with Remus on my bed…. Did you?"

Everyone but Sirius burst out laughing and Remus put an arm around Sonya's waist happily, smiling at the expression on his friend's face.

"You won't ever look at your bed the same way again will you Padfoot? Well, if it's any consolidation to you, we didn't do anything. Though Sonya cried a river while sitting on it." He shrugged at Sirius.

"So my bed is safe and clean and unspoilt?"

"Sounds like you're talking about me there Sirius Black." She giggled, rolling her eyes heavenward.

Sirius smacked her arm, "You? Unspoilt? Keep wishing Sonya Delcot."

Sonya blinked at him innocently, "Unlike you Master Black, I have maintained my integrity and my honor."

He arched an eyebrow; "You call rolling around on my bed with Remus maintaining your honor? Gosh, girls have a funny sense of innocence if that's the case. James, you should have an easy time with Evans now that you know that."

While James and Sirius were arguing, Remus leant over and kissed Sonya again. She grinned at him and waved her hand at the two boys.

"Why did you two come up here in the first place? Weren't you down at the lake with everyone else?"

"Sirius was worried about Remus and after shouting at Nathan for about ten minutes, he decided to come up here and look for the two of you." James chuckled. "You should have seen your cousins face, I don't think he knew what hit him."

"That's wonderful James. Did Sirius even know what he was shouting about?" She asked.

Running a hand through his hair, Sirius smiled faintly. "I yelled at him for causing trouble between the school's most perfect couple."