Disclaimer: I own nothing .:sniff:. Rated for possible future 'chapters', FUTURE SLASH WARNING!!!!


A/N This is the eighth of the series of drabbles and one-shots I'm writing for the 100 Times Challenge.

A break from my usual. Set during the Marauders era. No slash intended. . .much. If you want to read it as such go ahead but it doesn't have to be read like that. This is set in the boy's seventh year.

8. Bled

"Moony?" called Sirius, "Where are you mate?" The pitiful howl that tore through the night air was chilling. Shifting easily into his animal form, Sirius followed the sound. His dog ears and nose were much sharper than his human ones. He followed the scent of the wolf easily; his four paws carrying him effortlessly through the undergrowth. He slowed down when he got to the source of the scent. He fought hard to keep the hunter in him under control. He recognized the scent instantly.

'Blood.'

He crept up to the tree and lay down beside his injured friend. Blood was seeping from the wolf's hind leg as he desperately licked it to stop the bleeding.

'Whoever or whatever did this is going to pay.' Thought Sirius.