Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Harry Potter although I wish I did. And if I did I wouldn't have killed Sirius. I also don't own the little tea pot song.

Chapter 5: The full moon

Harry, Ron, and Hermione thought they'd be miserable without the Marauders, but they were actually having a great time with Lily and Mia. Lily and Hermione were the two who wanted to do their homework and then do fun things (Hermione was still obsessed with homework no matter how laid back she was) and Mia, Ron, and Harry wanted to just do fun things and didn't want to do homework. So they compromised. Lily and Hermione would make the other three do homework for two hours after dinner (sometimes more if they had a lot of stuff due the next day) and after that they would do whatever they wanted until bed.

It was a week after the fight with the Marauders and the five friends (Lily, Mia, Harry, Hermione, and Ron) were sitting in front of the crackling fire, with still an hour of homework left. The Marauders were sitting on the other side of the common room, shooting the three kids from the future nasty glares every once in a while.

"What did you guys get for number ten?" Mia asked about the Charms homework. Charms was her worst subject.

"Accio," Harry murmured, not looking up from his transfiguration paper.

"How do you know that? You weren't even paying attention in class and you don't have the paper in front of you," Mia said incredulously.

"I have a good memory and remember where I'm from?"

"Oh right. Sorry," Mia said sheepishly and went back to her homework. (A/n: Lily and Mia know that Harry and co. are supposed to be in their fifth year and are actually fifteen). Ron groaned suddenly and threw down his quill.

"This is impossible!" he yelled.

"What?" Lily asked.

"How are we supposed to write three feet on Goblin rebellions in the fifteenth century?"

"I've already finished," said Hermione. "How much do you have left?"

"I don't know why I bother. I mean it's not going to ruin my grade in the future," Ron was muttering, totally ignoring Hermione.

"Ron!" she yelled in his ear. He jumped.

"What?"

"How much do you have left?" she repeated.

"Six inches. And I was even writing big!" Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed his parchment. After a minute of reading she started scribbling something furiously, and after three minutes it was lying on Ron's lap all finished. "Thanks. I don't know what I'd do without you." Hermione smiled.

"You'd have been expelled ages ago" They all laughed.

"Finally I'm done with transfiguration," Harry said. "Mommy, can I play now?" he looked at Lily who laughed. The sad thing was he only half meant it as a joke.

"Well you're half an hour early, but if you've finished your homework I guess." Harry smiled sadly and pulled out a deck of Exploding Snap. He had a pretty tall tower made when it exploded, and burned Ron's homework since he was sitting next to Harry.

"Harry, I had just finished that," Ron said menacingly.

"Sorry." Harry shrugged and muttered "Reparo" hoping it worked on burnt paper. It did, and soon he was playing Wizard chess with Ron. The three girls finished their homework fifteen minutes later, and Lily was writing in her diary while Hermione and Mia were playing Exploding Snap. Hermione was about to put the final card onto the pile when James came over and "accidentally" knocked it over. All the cards exploded in Hermione's face. Lily, Harry, and Ron stood up angrily.

"POTTER!" Lily shrieked. "What was that for?" James didn't say anything. "She didn't do anything to you and you could have seriously hurt her by doing that!"

"First of all," James said, "I didn't knock it over on purpose." Sirius sniggered. Remus was in the hospital wing because it was the full moon that night. "And secondly how could she have gotten seriously hurt?"

"It was Exploding Snap, you idiot!" Harry yelled. 'I shouldn't have said that!' he berated himself.

"Oops, my bad," said James sarcastically. Then Sam came in.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione, it's time for your tutoring session," he said. Actually they had to go to Richard for his transformation, and Lily and Mia knew that. He had been in the hospital for the past couple of days, saying he was sick so people wouldn't notice the symptoms, especially the Marauders.

"We'll take your stuff up, Hermione," they offered. Ron and Harry ran up to put their things away.

"How can you have a tutoring session without your books?" Sirius sneered.

"It's a special lesson without books," Sam said and left with the three animagi. Sirius looked outside.

"James, we should go to bed," he said and James nodded. They went up to their room, and came down a minute later with the Invisibility Cloak on. They snuck past Lily and Mia, and right when they were at the portrait hole Lily muttered,

"Bye boys." They nearly fell over in shock, but they were already late so they shrugged it off for the moment and hurried out.

Out on the grounds three birds and one big black dog were rushing to the Forbidden Forest. They started hearing howls of pain as soon as they reached the edge. The screams were incredibly loud because there were two werewolves transforming that night.

'Where is he?' Ron was thinking and stopped in mid air when he heard a voice in his mind.

'I don't know' it was Hermione.

'How can you hear what I'm thinking?" he asked.

'Oh we all can hear each other' a new voice said. This time it was Sam.

'Why?' Harry's voice.

'Well you three can hear each other because of your strong bond of friendship and you can hear me and vice versa because I cast a spell on you so that it would be possible to communicate. We did the same thing at school.'

'Oh,' Harry said.

'Where is Richard?' Hermione asked Sam.

'I have no idea. No wait, I can pick up his scent. We have to find him before he finds our past selves.' The three birds followed the black dog and came across a wolf in a clearing.

'Can he hear us too?' Ron asked.

'Yes,' Richard said.

'How come you weren't saying anything earlier?' Sam asked.

'You have to be within fifteen feet of each other, remember? Anyway let's go. I might be able to talk to you normally but I can't control myself and I am getting restless.'

'Ok,' Sam said and started leading the way. They left the clearing and walked (or flew) for a while with the birds periodically flying down and Richard making grabs for them. Of course he never succeeded.

'You know, this is really fun though if I was human right now I'd be bored out of my mind,' he said. Sam barked as a laugh, and Ron hooted, while Harry and Hermione chirped. They came to another clearing and Sam and Richard lay down (with Sam watching his friend carefully) while Harry, Ron, and Hermione flew around.

'Imagine if one of you had turned out to be an ostrich,' Sam said and they all laughed their animal laugh again (Richard growled appreciatively). Suddenly Harry said,

'I'll be right back' and flew off.

'Where are you going?' Sam asked. Harry didn't say anything because he was more than fifteen feet away by then. In a minute he flew back frantically.

'Run! Padfoot, Prongs, and Moony are coming! We can't let Richard and Remus see each other.' If two male werewolves saw each other they would always get in fights and were inseparable, usually until one of them was killed. It was just like normal wolves and territory fighting. Hermione and Ron flew ahead, leading Richard with Sam pushing him from behind. It was hard because he had already sensed the other werewolf. They made it out of the clearing just as a stag, another big black dog, and a wolf entered the clearing. That wasn't before they saw part of Sam though.

James and Sirius transformed and ran to the Shrieking Shack. They were in the tunnel when they heard screaming, but it was louder than usual.

'It sounds like there are two werewolves,' Sirius said. 'Think we should stay here tonight?'

'No way! There can't possibly be two werewolves. Dumbledore would have told Remus who would have told us.' They entered the room in which the werewolf was waiting.

'Hey Moony,' Sirius said.

'Hi Padfoot, Prongs. Let's go.' They all walked out of the run down house and headed towards the Forbidden Forest. The night air was fresh after the rain from the previous day, and felt cool. The three friends explored the forest, and soon came across a unicorn.

'That's a beautiful thing,' James said.

'Yeah. I wish I had a pet unicorn,' Sirius said and they laughed (A/n: I don't know what sound stags make so use your imaginations).

'Good luck catching one,' Remus growled.

'Thanks,' Sirius began chasing the unicorn and it lowered its horn and charged. He yelped and ran away. Once the unicorn was satisfied that Sirius wasn't going to bother it again, it went back to grazing.

'Guys, I've been thinking about Portico, Westle, and Garnly,' James said suddenly. 'I think they might be from the future. I mean Harry might be my son, since he looks so much like me and he knows all about us. If I was his father he'd know you two and Peter. And they seem to barely do any work in class, yet they get top marks. And in Divination, Carlson knew. I know she did.' He was saying this all rather uncomfortably. After a moment Sirius said.

'Of course! It all makes sense in that case. And Sam and Richie must be too!'

'Wow. I never would have guessed,' Remus said. Sirius barked.

'Shh,' he whispered. 'Did you hear that?' The other two listened but didn't hear anything.

'Are you ok mentally Padfoot?' James questioned, but suddenly Remus stiffened.

'There's another werewolf here,' he said 'I can sense him' Suddenly Sirius and James were having trouble controlling their friend.

'They…do…live…here,' Sirius grunted. Remus broke free and ran off. They took off after him, and heard a bark up ahead. They went faster and saw Remus running into a clearing, and on the other side they saw the back of a dog running away. Moony stopped and sniffed the ground. He growled and loped off, with Sirius and James behind him. They jumped on his back, and he fell, lashing out and trying to bite them. They held him until he calmed down. Then they got up, exhausted and lay down on the leaves.

After ten minutes of Remus apologizing and then talking about the other werewolf, he leapt up and grabbed something from the air. When Sirius and James looked closer they saw it was a golden eagle.

Hermione and Ron were pulling at Richard's fur to stop him from running forward, and Sam was trying to restrain him by force. Harry was perched on his face, covering his eyes so he would pay attention to the bird and not the other wolf. Finally Richard stopped snarling and trying to run forward and sat down, howling.

'Thank God,' Sam said, panting.

'Sorry,' Richard said.

'It's ok; we know it's not your fault.'

'I'm going to go see if they're following us,' Harry said and flew away. Soon he was fifteen feet away and they lost all means of communication with him.

Harry was pleased to see they were lying down, and Remus had calmed down. He hovered above them for a second and was about to fly away when he felt a searing pain in his legs. He looked down and saw huge paws holding him, and the claws were digging into his legs. He started thrashing around trying to get away, and Padfoot looked worried.

'Remus, let the bird go. You're hurting it.'

'It's not a bird. It smells…different. Its scent is mixed with something else.'

'Still,' James said. 'You really should let it go.' Blood started to trickle down when Remus grabbed Harry's wing.

'Sirius!' Harry screamed but of course his god father couldn't hear him. Harry's wing was hanging at an odd angle now because the werewolf was tugging on it and it was covered in red. Moony was snarling, and pulling the bird down. Suddenly he howled with pain, and keeled over, letting Harry go in the process. The eagle fell to the ground and lay there, unable to move for the pain. Remus' ears were shortening and his claws were becoming nails. His paws shrunk into hands, and his incisors became normal teeth. The fur vanished from his body and soon he was back to normal again. Harry started dragging himself away. He stood up and even though his legs protested started to limp away.

"Remus!" Sirius cried, transforming back into a human. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," Remus said.

"That was a weird night," James said.

"Yeah," Sirius said and suddenly transformed into a huge dog again. He ran over to the side of the clearing and sniffed the ground. Then he was human again and running over to his friends. "Remember the dog we saw?" he asked.

"Yeah…"

"It…it smells like…me," he whispered.

"Really?" Remus murmured. Sirius nodded.

"We'll worry about that later; right now we need to take Remus to the Hospital wing" James said and they began walking away. By the time they remembered Harry and returned to help him, he was gone.

Richard screamed with pain and in a minute he was lying on the ground, breathing heavily as a human. The other three transformed and came to his side.

"You ok, Moony?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Suddenly he was worried.

"Where's Harry?" he asked. Sam shook his head.

"I have no idea. We should go look for him." They helped Richard up and walked back to the clearing.

"That was so fun!" Ron exclaimed on the way.

"Yes it was. We need some strong coffee though," Hermione said yawning. They came to the opening and saw no trace of Remus, James, or Sirius. They looked around and didn't find Harry. They called for him but he didn't answer. They even transformed and shouted his name in their mind, but heard not a sound. Sam grew frantic.

"Where is he?" he yelled searching behind every bush. He still didn't find his god son. What he did find was blood. He was immediately replaced by a dog and smelled the red liquid. He barked angrily and took off running. Hermione and Ron and Richard followed him. The two students transformed when Richard said he'd catch up to them later and flew ahead after Sam. They found him as a human, near Hagrid's cabin leaning over something. Hermione and Ron transformed just as Richard came running out of the forest.

"Did he find him?"

"I think so," Ron said and they all sped over to Sam. It was a gruesome sight. Harry was lying on the ground unconscious. His left side was covered in blood, and his left arm was dangling loosely with more blood pouring out. His pants were ripped near his shins and there were deep scratch marks on his legs. He was also half covered in dirt. Sam swept him up and hurried back to the castle. Richard looked sick.

"You…you don't think…I-I did that, d-do you?" he stammered.

"Of course not! Why would you have tried to kill a bird or Harry? James and Sirius were there if he was in human form and there's no reason you would try and murder a bird," Hermione reassured him but she looked worried. What if it had been him? She shook that thought away and ran to catch up with Sam.

"What happened to him?" Madam Pomfrey shrieked, looking at Harry. Richard walked past and climbed into his bed so he could pretend to still be sick, but was watching Harry.

"I don't know," Sam choked out. Why did everything happen to Harry? First the lake now this!

"Put him on the bed," the medi-witch commanded and sped away searching for various potions and bandages. When she came back she waved her wand, and Harry was instantly dressed in clean hospital robes. Then she started cleaning around his arm.

"Please let him be ok," Sam pleaded. Madam Pomfrey looked grave.

"He should be, but he's lost a lot of blood." She then proceeded to slip a pain killing potion in Harry's mouth. She tried to make Sam and Hermione and Ron go away but Sam wouldn't leave. Hermione and Ron were forced to go get some breakfast and go to classes. Once they left Madam Pomfrey put on some gloves and took Harry's arm. She starting moving it around, trying to get it back in its socket. He had some torn muscles and ligaments.

Once his arm was back in its socket Madam Pomfrey asked Sam for the bandages, since she had to hold the arm in place because it wouldn't stay by itself. She wrapped it up so it wouldn't move, and started washing Harry's face and right arm clean of the dirt. When she was done she wrapped some salve onto his legs and was done. He looked much better by now.

In the bed across the room Remus was watching the curtains around Harry's bed. Madam Pomfrey came out and he saw the boy lying on the bed with his arm in bandages, and scratches on his legs. Suddenly the werewolf felt sick. He leaned over the side of his bed and threw up.