Disclaimer: i dont own Hp or anything Hp related and if i did i would make Voldemort die by falling off a cliff and everybody to stop treating ginny like a two year old :)
Anyways back to business
This is the first in The Betrayal (two parts)
I felt really bad for doing this but it must be done
Also i added in the fact that Remus was a spy for the Order amongst the werewolves.
GREYBACK IS EVIL! EVIL! EVIL EVILLLLL!
Why dont i kill Sirius? Because Sirius is the best and the one who should die for a cause not cause he falls through a mysterious curtain. Mysterious Curtain PFFFT!
On With The Show : P
Sirius stared at his long time friend sitting in front of him. Something was different about Remus that irked every nerve in Sirius.
Something seemedoff about him.
Something seemed...evil.
"Where have you been for the past year, Lupin?" Sirius asked with the hint of a growl in the back of his throat. Remus glanced at his friend with malice filled eyes. What ever self-control the werewolf had maintained from before seemed to have disappeared.
"Lupin now is it? Besides what's it to you, Black?" replied Remus surveying his once clean nails. His nails were disgusting to look at now. There were deep fissures in them filled with dirt and traces of what could have been blood. Sirius flinched when he noticed them.
Remus Lupin had been working undercover with the werewolves who were rallied into battles by Greyback. They had even battled amongst themselves like pit bulls to the Death Eater's entertainment and joy. Remus had seen Greyback tear apart little girls when Greyback wasn't even in werewolf form. This form of mental torture would take a toll on anybody's health and sanity.
Greyback had taken a toll on Remus's sanity.
"What has Greyback promised you in return for your betrayal?" Sirius growled digging his nails into the table. There was an old saying that it is easier for a man to destroy the light inside himself than to defeat the darkness all around him.
Remus stared at him sidelong for a few moments. Judging Sirius.
His eyes shined with laughter.
"What ever do you mean dear friend? Do you think I would be low enough to betray the Light? Then again you always seemed to disregard me…" Remus trailed off glaring at his friend with an ugly grimace spreading across his lips.
"Disregard you?" Sirius yelled shakily hitting his knuckles on the table leaving a bloody imprint, "Remus you are my friend, I would never disregard you in any way!" The werewolf's eyes portrayed the maniacal laughter he kept inside.
"Not that it matters anymore Black, I seemed to have forgotten all about it"
"You're not the man you used to be Remus!" Sirius said nursing his bleeding hand.
"You finally got something right Black, I'm not the man I used to be" Remus replied fixated with Sirius's bleeding hand.
"James would be ashamed of you!" Sirius yelled drawing his hand out of the werewolf's eerie gaze.
"James is dead!" Remus replied stonily. Sirius stood up from his chair and walked to kneel in front of his friend.
"Please Remus, James is dead I know but you're all that I have left…please don't abandon me for the Dark Side" Sirius pleaded.
"James is dead! James is dead!" Remus mocked clapping with joy. Sirius looked at the ground as he refused to cry for the dear friends he had lost.
"What is your decision Remus?" Sirius asked looking at Remus with pitifully red eyes. Remus pretended to think.
"I don't give a damn about this war anymore, I'm just picking the winning side" he replied with a leer.
Sirius stood up sluggishly.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you then" he said shakily. Sirius drew his wand with shaking hands as tears streamed down his face.
Remus sighed before swatting away Sirius's wand.
"I always wanted to know who would die first in their transformed state" Remus said, as his fangs grew longer and his claws grew sharp.
People had always said that Remus was the better fighter.
To be continued…
