Remus laid on the mattress with Sirius, snuggled close. Both were fully clothed, but only because Remus kept clothes in the house. Buckbeak waited outside in the backyard. They were in Remus' own house. The school year had ended, Peter got away, but so did Sirius and Buckbeak. Sirius actually was hiding out more South, but he usually came and visited his dear Moony.

Remus pulled up his sleeve "Here." He pointed to something on his arm. Sirius at first saw nothing but he moved closer to him and could see a fainted scar in the shape of a werewolf muzzle, he knew the shape well.

"Is that where you were bit?" Remus nodded. "How'd it happen?" Sirius asked.

Remus' eyes became unfocused as he thought "Well…it started on a warm summer day with my parents…"

Young Remus, no older then eight years old, clung to his mom as they rode into the country side. He had always been rather clingy, but it was all because he loved his parents, but it made it harder on his parents to send him to school. They finally got to their clearing and set up camp. He grinned, looking around the area. He looked back at them "Look at this place!" He squealed "It's huge!" (Here Sirius chuckled and said "I've heard you say that before, but not about a place" and afterwards Remus hit him.)

His mother laughed "Don't go off to far, Remmy!"

Remus nodded and laughed as he tried to see how far he could run. He made it all the way to the woods, his eyes darted around as he laughed happily, he felt free, and he felt happy. But he paused suddenly, looking behind him, he heard something, but didn't see anything. He shrugged and ran back to his parents.

His parents were muggle lovers like too few people and built up a large fire without magic. Remus smiled and snuggled close to his mother near the fire. He was very content. He sighed as he stared at the sky. His father sat near them pointing to the stars and naming constellations "The moon is full tonight, Remus. See that?" He pointed to the moon and looked down at his son. Remus nodded "Yeah, it's really beautiful..." He then grinned and leapt up, poking his father "Tag! You're it!" He laughed and ran off.

His father shook his head smiling and ran off after him smiling. Remus laughed so hard then paused when he got to the edge of the forest, seeing where his dad was. That's when he heard something, the same sound he had heard that morning, he turned and there is was, a large wolf like creature bit down on his arm and the little boy screamed in pain. The werewolf ran off before the parents came over to check on their son. "It looks like he was bit by a wolf…" His father then froze. He grabbed his wife and pulled her away from their son. Remus tried to get closer but his father held up a hand "No, Remus, stay there, don't get any closer." Remus didn't know what to do, his arm was bleeding and his parents were backing away from him.

His father whispered to his mother, but he could not hear him, he only understood one word "Werewolf". Remus didn't understand "Mommy? Daddy? What's wrong? Why won't you come near me?" But his parents didn't answer him. "Mom? Dad?" he tried to move close again but that's when he felt it. A sudden churning came into his stomach and his amber eyes widened when he watched the hair on his body become darker, and coarser. He began trembling for a new fear of his transforming body and he looked to his parents who just continued to look away. His father slowly broke away from his mother just in time to watch their son scream in pain as the transformation finished. Yellow eyes stared at him, but didn't show the same pain as his son.

"I'm sorry Remus…" His father whispered and pulled out his wand, locking him up in a cage.

When Remus came to he found himself at home. But it wasn't really home, not after what happened. He sat up. He was so confused, not sure what really happened. He looked back on the look his parent's eyes and he knew they didn't love him anymore, he knew there was something wrong with him, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. What he needed to do was to find out. He stood up slowly and flinched. He was in a cage. He hadn't realized how short the ceiling was. His father came in and gave a weak smile "Hello Remus…" said his father softly "Feeling all better?" Remus said nothing to him. His father went over "we're going to keep you in this cage for a few more days, ok? Until we know you're better, ok?"

Remus looked up suddenly "does that mean it was only a one time thing?

His father bit his lip "well…no…it doesn't…You see, Remus…You're a werewolf now. Werewolves are like normal people except they have this sickness…this sickness makes it so that once a month, every full moon they turn into a beast that goes after humans…and bites them, making more werewolves…"

Remus trembled "So…so I'm sick…that's what you're saying? And every month I have to stay in this cage?" His father nodded. Remus looked down "I see…" He looked up "can I have books on Werewolves please?" His father nodded "of course" He walked out.

Remus closed his eyes and fell back asleep. He got to know this cage well as he got older, spending twelve weeks in it every year. That was, until the summer of his 11th birthday.

Remus sat in his cage, leaning against the bars, reading a new werewolf book, he had been seeing letters fly throughout the house by owl, each addressed to him, with the same penmanship but he wasn't allowed any of them. He thought he had been spending more time in this cage then he usually did, but he didn't care, he didn't have a calendar or anything in that cage, no way to tell time, he just had to live with it. He heard a knock on the door. That was unusual. What was more unusual was that a few moments after the mysterious person knocked on the front door; his mother came in and unlocked him, pulling him out and dragging him downstairs. He sat down next to his father and looked at the stranger "Hello" Said the man. He looked very old, ancient even, with a long white beard. His fingers were crossed and in his lap was a thing of Lemon Drops.

Remus nodded "Hello, Professor Dumbledore" Dumbledore smiled

"Ah, you know my name already, good good. You're Remus, are you not?" Remus nodded. Dumbledore smiles "Are you a werewolf?"

Remus paused "Yes I am…" Dumbledore nodded

"Could you tell me how your parentshandle this?"

His father interrupted "Professor, let me explain, this boy is extremely dangerous when he becomes a werewolf so we need to-"

The professor cut him off "Let the boy explain"

His father opened his mouth, but Remus started talking "They lock me in a cage sir…and I have to stay there for a week…until I'm all better…" The professor nodded

"I would like you to come to Hogwarts with me. We have a special area set up just for you, none of the students will know, and you'll only be locked up for the night"

Remus felt his jaw drop "You serious?" Dumbledore smiled and nodded. His father watched him "But sir…the other children…"

Dumbledore looks at him "not a problem. Just don't worry, we'll take him off your hands for nine months, then he comes back." His father fell silent.

The older Remus finished telling the tale of his childhood and looked back at his lover "After that, I was cut down to three weeks in that cage. I might have been free most of the year…but that cage still waited for me" Sirius' face grew very stern.

"So…all those months we weren't with you, you were in a cage?"

"Not the entire months…I don't blame my parent's though, they didn't know what to do, not like we had any relatives they could ask for support" He sighed softly and kissed Sirius softly "don't worry, the way I stayed sane in that cage afterwards was the memories of you guys"

Sirius smiled softly "always glad to help."