He was finally making himself useful to Dumbledore and the Order, and truthfully he wished there was another way. Joining the worst kinds of werewolves wasn't exactly written in his diary under '10 Things I want to do before I Die', but as Dumbledore had ordered him to do it...well...here he was.
He was with a few of them now, they were all making their way to the one central place where the entire pack would meet up, they would be there in half an hour or so, and then they would head off down to a small village, just on the other side of the forest. Remus hated this part.
It was at times like these when he'd rather be with Sirius, no matter which foul and grumpy mood he was in, with Molly shouting at children he'd give his right arm to have, with Harry shouting at his friends and the twins trying to get into every meeting…it didn't matter, all those small annoyances were nothing and he felt like a fool for them ever getting to him, they seemed like heaven now that he was placed out here with murderers…animals who thought it was funny to steal another human away from their normal blessed life.
A howl went up, and suddenly they were running, all of them because they were so close now. They were the last group to join, and as they joined the pack everyone turned and ran with them, all howling as they leapt and skidded down the rocky bank, diving through foliage and tearing their coats and skin on branches. Remus did his best to keep up and howl with the best of them, sinking lower in his misery and self hatred for what they were doing. Dumbledore had sent him off to join the werewolves in hopes to figure whether they were joining Voldemort or not, and if they were, if he could change their minds, or at least weed out the weaker minded ones, and the rogue, and try to get them to join their side instead, or at least stay neutral. He knew though he wouldn't succeed, their leader was just too powerful, after all, it was he who had turned Remus himself into a werewolf…
As the lightning crashed once more overhead Remus winced and wished once more that he was back with Sirius in his families house, where Tonks was...he knew he didn't deserve her, but that didn't mean he didn't want her. He missed her pink hair and the way she tripped over everything clumsily and tried so hard to make him smile. As the lightening crashed over his head, Remus missed Tonks and realised he loved her.