Hello Lovelies! Sorry this took me so long to get out! I had such a block on how to write this scene. I must've rewrote it three times before I was somewhat happy with this one. I'm still not one hundred percent happy with this, but oh well. I hope you enjoy!
Sirius And Remus - Seven To One
Three - Three Animagi
"Sirius, you go first," a bespectacled boy called to his best mate from the dingy hallway of the Shrieking Shack, as the near-sixteen years old Sirius Black cautiously climbed the steps to the upper level, in which they guessed Remus Lupin must reside.
"Wait until I get up there, you guys," he whispered back to his two companions, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew, still moving slowly forward. The steps creaked loudly beneath his feet, making a quiet entrance impossible.
There was still at least fifteen minutes before darkness fell, giving the three boys only fifteen minutes to share with their lycanthrope friend the secret 'mission' they'd been working on all year.
"Remus?" Sirius called nervously from the top of the stairs. There were two doors, one beside him, and one directly in front of him. There seemed to be the faintest of noises coming from the room beside him. Slowly turning the old brass doorknob, Sirius gently urged the door open, "Remus?" he called again, as he came through the doorway, into a truly torn room.
Everything from the broken bed in the corner to the curtains once hanging in front of the closed up windows was torn to shreds, much like the rest of the house, but so much worse.
"Sirius!" came a voice full of worry, "Sirius, what the bloody hell are you doing here!" The voice was frantic, but the ebony-haired boy couldn't locate its source.
"Remus?" Sirius questioned, knowing the voice belonged to the tawny boy he'd fallen in love with, "Remus, where are you?"
"Over here," replied the boy from a corner near the door, "What are you doing here, Sirius? You've got to leave! Now!"
"No, no, Moony, it's okay. We're all here," Sirius began, moving towards the werewolf in the dusty corner, "We've got something to show you. Don't worry."
Moony? Why had Sirius just called him Moony? "Moony?" he asked quietly, momentarily distracted.
"Yes," Sirius replied, "Moony. You are Moony. Now hold on a second. I'll be right back."
Calling the other boys up, Sirius reentered the room, followed by Peter and James.
"Hey, Remus," James said quietly, "How are you feeling?"
With a bite in his voice only the full moon could bring out, Remus replied bitterly, "I'd feel a lot better if you guys weren't here. You have no idea how much danger you're in!"
"Actually," Sirius began, smiling broadly, "We do. Now, let us show you what we came here for. Pete-" Sirius called, beckoning the small boy forward, "Would you do the honors of going first?"
Peter nodded curtly, closing his eyes tightly, as though he were concentrating hard on Merlin only knew what. With a final look of mild pain upon his face, Peter shrunk, clothes and all.
Blinking furiously, Remus stammered, "What - Where's Pete?"
Sirius smiled again, pointing to the floor, "I give you Animagus number one. . . Wormtail!" Following Sirius' finger, Remus looked to the floor. There was a rat in the place where Peter Pettigrew had just been standing.
Remus was stunned. He understood, but he couldn't believe it. This was very, very dangerous, and more than likely illegal.
"Did. . . Did you all. . . ?" Remus couldn't finish his sentence. He was still in such a state of shock. It didn't seem real, or even possible.
Sirius smiled again, waving James forward. "Yeah, we did, Rem," he said happily, as James' face betook the same look of concentration and pain as Peter's had held moments before.
Instead of shrinking, James seemed to enlarge right before their eyes. The werewolf stared in awe. He could only guess what James would turn into.
Before he had the chance to guess, Sirius' voice interrupted his thoughts, "And here, we give you - Prongs!" James was gone, just as Peter had disappeared moments before, but this seemed much more impressive. In James' place stood an unbelievably gorgeous, pure white stag.
Remus reached a hand forward, extending his fingers to run them across Prongs' face. "James?" he asked unsure. The stag merely whinnied in response. There was only on thought in Remus' head: this was insane.
The awestruck boy turned back to Sirius to see his face beaming with happiness at Remus' speechlessness.
"Wh-What about you, Siri?" Remus asked nervously, eyeing Sirius closely, trying to figure out what animal could possibly match the aspects of Sirius Black.
Sirius looked at Remus with a great deal of compassion before speaking quietly, "And finally, I give you, Mr. Padfoot." With that, Sirius' body twisted and contorted in what looked to be an incredibly uncomfortable fashion before a great, shaggy, black dog stood in his place.
Remus could only stare, completely speechless, as tears of utmost happiness welled in his eyes. He truly did have the best friends any werewolf could ask for. Padfoot barked happily at him, jumping upon him to lick his face.
Remus laughed before stumbling backwards, clutching his chest. The moon was out. The transformation was beginning. In his panic, the lycanthrope yelled to his three animal companions, "Get out! Please get out! I don't want you to see this!" He knew not if they could understand him when they were in animal form, but they all headed towards the door.
Prongs left first, with Wormtail perched upon his back. Padfoot left last, somewhat reluctantly. He didn't want to leave his mate alone in such terrible pain as he knew the transformations were. He couldn't. He wouldn't.
Padfoot reentered the room, as Remus' body contorted as his had done moments ago, though it appeared to be much more painful. His nails were turning into claws, his nose enlarged into a long snout, and his body erupted in tawny hair.
Padfoot watched, horrified, as Remus' human screams soon turned into howls of the wolf. His transformation was nearly complete. He couldn't believe Remus lived through such terrible pain every single month.
As soon as it had began, it was over. Where Remus had stood, screaming in pain, a wolf now sat, whimpering quietly. Padfoot took a step towards the wolf, knowing he was safe in his Animagus form, though unknowing of what Moony's reaction would be to having company.
Much to the animagus' surprise, Moony also stepped forward, his whimpering gone. Their snouts were a mere inch away from each other, when Moony suddenly howled, low and loud. It sounded almost mournful to Padfoot's keen ears. The wolf turned to him once more, almost lovingly rubbing his nose against Padfoot's head.
Somewhere inside the dog, Sirius was stunned. Very, very stunned. Since when were werewolves loving? And why with him? Was it the canine attraction or was it, in one form or another, Remus?
Sirius' heart skipped a beat at the thought. It wasn't much, but it gave Sirius the small hope of having a chance with the love of his young life.
The two canines howled together long and loud, before chasing one another around and out of the room. Prongs and Wormtail met them at the bottom of the staircase. Together, Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs left the shack, on their first of many escapades through Hogsmeade and the Hogwarts grounds.
And every escapade after that, Moony and Padfoot grew closer and closer, until the dog and wolf were practically inseparable. It seemed that the two canines were forced to their basic primal instincts just to realize their feelings for one another.
Too bad only one ever remembered what the two did when transformed.
Well, there it is. Wasn't the best, I know, and I apologize. I STILL LOVE YOU ALL! And I can only hope you still love me too! Leave me a review 'cause, as I've said, I still love you all! I'll have the next part out sooner!
Prongsie :)