Graduation day, Hogwarts…

Fenrir Greyback walked stealthily amongst the shadows, watching the crowd of students gathering in front of the camera, their arms around each other as they took their final school picture. He could smell their excitement. Despite his human form, he could feel the adrenaline and the fresh blood rushing through each of their veins. It made the wolf within him stir and aroused the primal urge to attack, but he ignored it. Today was not a day of bloodshed but of celebration. His son was graduating today.

Fenrir smiled to himself – a revelation of crooked, bloodstained teeth. To think he would have missed such a joyous occasion had it not been for the Dark Lord. His eyes didn't even have to search for the boy. Despite the sea of identical black robes, his cub stood out as a star would amongst the black of the night sky. And why wouldn't he? He was a wolf, superior to the humans around him. There was no competition, no way a human being could repress or outdo his kind.

Fenrir kept his eyes solely on the young werewolf, watching as he slowly separated from the crowds and walked thoughtfully towards the Forbidden Forest, unconsciously coming closer to his maker. His eyes were glazed over, reminiscing over old memories perhaps.

Remus Lupin. Fenrir had been shocked when the Dark Lord had mentioned his name. Lupin? It was impossible. Fenrir remembered every single one of his victims, and this boy - he'd been mauled to the brink of death, he was sure of it. Keeping him alive through all those injuries would have been a miracle by itself. Yet, here he was today, healthy and happy; and there was no doubt whose son he was. He looked exactly like John Lupin had twelve years ago, only slighter and less angry.

Fenrir's eyes raked over Remus's form, taking in his appearance, his smell, his aura. The Dark Lord had been right, he realised with a sudden sense of overwhelming pride - Remus was beautiful. He was beautiful and Fenrir had created him.

The power hidden beneath that slight frame was far from ordinary. It was a combination of magic and darkness, good and bad, wizard and werewolf. And yet, there was purity. Remus's soul had remained as clear as his skin, untainted by blood thirst and murder. It made Fenrir want to touch him, to scar him.

John had taken good care of his son, but now it was Fenrir's turn to bring out the Remus's hidden potential. It was time his cub was returned to him.

'Mr. Lupin,' whispered Fenrir with a thick Welsh accent, once Remus had come close enough to hear him.

Remus startled out of his thoughts only noticing Greyback. 'Do I know you?' he asked, eying Fenrir warily.

Fenrir blinked lazily. 'Perhaps, perhaps not. I'm Fenrir Greyback.' He put out his hand, already prepared for the disgust and outrage that would follow the mention of his name. He was shocked when Remus shook his hand amiably. Fenrir frowned inwardly, confused at the lack of recognition. Didn't the boy know who he was? Surely John must have told him.

'Nice to meet you. Are you a parent?' asked Remus, looking at the grounds behind him.

'No.' Fenrir smiled. It would seem that John Lupin's ignorance and stupidity had made things easier for him yet again. 'I'm a teacher. Not Hogwarts,' he added upon seeing Remus's confused face. 'But I've been told about you, and I've come to see if you're as smart as they say.' He chuckled at the slight blush rising up Remus's cheeks. 'And perhaps even offer you a job.'

Remus's eyes widened. 'A job?' He rubbed the back of his neck, shocked. 'I-Wow! Er…would you care to sit down?' he asked, gesturing to the massive row of white chairs further behind him.

Fenrir cautiously stepped deeper into the forest. 'Unfortunately, my identity isn't as well concealed as yours.'

Remus frowned. 'I'm not sure what-'

'I'm a werewolf, Remus, just like you,' replied Fenrir, his voice low and dangerous. 'I'm well known among quite a few of the parents here, and they might not be as welcoming as you.'

Remus frowned slightly. 'Oh…er…of course…sorry…'

Fenrir watched, fascinated as Remus took out his wand and conjured two chairs for them. 'I have a school,' he continued, once he'd sat down. 'For young wolves – some like you; most, younger. It's somewhat like a safe haven for children who have been bitten at a young age and exiled from society…sometimes even abandoned by their own parents.' Fenrir clasped his hand underneath his chin, inwardly triumphing at the flicker of sympathy and the break of distrust in Remus's eyes. 'We help them through their first transformations, provide shelter and give them the education they are so wrongfully denied; but our resources are limited. You see, not all of us have had privilege of attending Hogwarts, and your knowledge of magic…' He turned to the younger werewolf, maintaining eye contact. 'It would be priceless to our institution.'

Remus nodded thoughtfully. 'I've never heard of a school of such though.'

The boy was sharp, Fenrir noted. He liked that. 'Very few have. Can you imagine what would happen if all these people knew, Mr. Lupin?' His hand moved across the throng of parents and students. 'They would burn us down.'

Remus looked away from the crowd and at his feet. 'A necessary precaution.'

'I'm afraid so. Now, I can't guarantee a high pay since we're funded by the Ministry.' Fenrir laughed bitterly when Remus's head shot up in surprise. His voice opted a mocking tone, 'It's their way of keeping all us beasts together to make sure we don't endanger the lives of higher mortals, but I'm not the one to complain. I help them and they help me. Overall, it's a win-win situation, don't you agree, Mr. Lupin?' He looked at Remus, trying to read him. 'So do I have a yes?'

'I - Do you think I could see this school of yours first?' asked Remus, a smile slowly forming on his lips. 'I'd love to see these children.'

Fenrir grinned, taking out a white piece of card from his pocket. 'Here's my card. Feel free to drop in anytime and ask for me once you get there.'

'Thank you,' replied Remus, getting up. 'I hope you don't mind, I have to go.'

Fenrir shook his head. 'Go ahead, enjoy yourself and think about my offer.' He smiled victoriously. 'I look forward to having you as part of us, Remus Lupin,' he whispered as he watched Remus walk away.

Fenrir Greyback stayed in his seat for the rest of the evening. Only this time, it wasn't just Remus that he watched, but his surroundings – the people Remus spent time with, the people he truly cared for, his strengths, and his weaknesses. They were an important part of his personality, a side that could only be learned through silent watching – not like how you would watch your prey, but more intimate. Was he thinking of manipulation, or was he trying to learn things like a father would of a son? Not even Fenrir's lust addled mind could tell you. The situation depended mostly on the level of insanity he'd reached.

He sat there, for hours and it would seem Fenrir was waiting, because when Dumbledore sat beside him, his reaction was nothing but a cordial smile. 'Evenin' Dumbledore.'

'I don't remember passing on the invitations to you, Greyback,' answered Dumbledore coldly. His blue eyes shone eerily behind his glasses as he surveyed Fenrir carefully.

'Of course,' replied Fenrir, nodding. 'But need I remind you that Ministry officials such as myself don't need a permit to enter Hogwarts?'

Dumbledore shrugged and smiled. 'How is that school of yours faring? I hear your students are quite…enthusiastic, is it?'

Fenrir's mouth stretched in an unsightly grin. 'Nothing like a good hunt for knowledge, I always tell them. Your students are quite extraordinary themselves.' He looked pointedly at the slowly thinning crowd. 'I've had the pleasure of meeting a few.'

A slight flicker of anxiety passed Dumbledore's face but was quickly replaced by his usual mirth. 'Then I assume your job here is done, because I must really ask you to leave.' He got up and fixed the sleeves of his robes. 'After all, without the Ministry's protection, Hogwarts might prove fatal to you.'

Fenrir laughed scathingly. 'Then let the games begin!' he exclaimed, standing up with his arms stretched out theatrically. 'Who's first, Dumbledore?'

Dumbledore looked towards the grounds, a slow smile spreading his face. 'Oh, I think you've met him. A word of precaution though,' His eyes fell on Remus Lupin and then traveled back to Greyback. 'You might end up with more than you bargained for.'

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A job, thought Remus still in awe with the situation. He, Remus Lupin, of all the people had gotten a job offer amongst his own people. Remus had never actually met another werewolf before and the prospect seemed almost unnerving. How would he behave? How would they react to someone like him? Would they like him as a teacher? Would they like him at all?

There were so many conflicting questions and emotions running through his mind that Remus never noticed the tanned hand shooting out of one of the hidden corners, or the conspiratory gleam of eyes from within the shadows. His mind only got enough time to recognise that all too familiar growl before he felt a warm pressure on his lips and an abusive tounge inside his mouth.

Sirius…

They broke apart after a long time, breathing against each other's necks; and Sirius shifted closer so that their chest and thighs were touching. 'How many times have I told you, Moony, not to go running around all by yourself, hm?' He ran a deliberate hand down Remus's back. 'Someone might attack you and what then?'

'And I suppose wandering the grounds with a big strong man like you will keep me safe,' breathed Remus, kissing up Sirius's jaw.

'No, but it'll keep the ladies occupied.' Sirius brought his head up to stare into Remus's eyes. He ran a hand through honey brown locks and down the smooth expanse of Remus's neck. 'Did I mention you look dashing this evening?'

Remus batted Sirius's hand away. He hadn't spent an hour trying to gel his hair back only to have Sirius ruin it for him. 'Stop trying to seduce me, Padfoot. You know I can't come to the flat for another week.'

Sirius pouted. 'What's with this final week thing anyway? It's not like your parents are never going to see you again. They can apparate anytime they want…with a bit of a warning of course,' he finished, grinning cheekily.

Remus rolled his eyes. 'It's the last week of me staying with them. You know my mum…her baby's finally grown up…and Aunt Nash is taking time off specially to be with her wittle Remoo. It's not like I'm going to have a lot of fun.' His face screwed up as if tasting something foul. 'Last time, mum told Aunt Nash about my Freddie Mercury obsession, and she figured I must like wearing spandex too. Went and got me a nice silver pair and insisted I try it on for size. Spandex, Sirius! Spandex! Can you believe it?'

If Remus had expected sympathy, he wasn't getting any because Sirius had gotten a dreamy look at the mention of Spandex. 'Do you still happen to have it?' He laughed as Remus punched him playfully on the shoulder. 'What were you doing brooding on your own, anyway?'

Remus sniffed and buried his face into Sirius's neck again. 'I wasn't brooding. I was thinking.'

Sirius rolled his eyes. 'You just graduated, Moony. Can't you give it a rest?'

Remus looked up. 'I got offered a job.'

Sirius's eyes widened. 'What!' He lowered his voice, hoping his last exclamation hadn't drawn attention. 'I mean, that's great! Where?'

'In a school. It's run by a Fenrir Greyback.' Remus curled a lock of black hair around his fingers and bit his lip. 'It's for younger werewolves who can't fend for themselves. An orphanage of sorts.'

Sirius frowned. 'Greyback?'

'You know him?' asked Remus, meeting Sirius's eyes.

Sirius shook his head as if to clear away unnecessary thoughts. 'His name sounds familiar, but I can't seem to put my finger on it.' He shrugged. 'Must have seen his name in the papers or something. I mean, a werewolf school's big news, right?'

Remus's hands went up in exasperation. 'That's just it. Apparently, only the government knows about it…else it's kept under wraps.'

Sirius nodded. 'It would make sense. Security purposes and all. Still, it should be good.' He grinned. 'So, when do you start, Professor Lupin?'

'I haven't agreed to it.'

Sirius's eyebrows shot up. 'Oh?'

Remus shrugged. 'I don't know. I just figured I should check it out first…you know, maybe see if I'm up for the job.' He didn't mention the odd shiver that had run up his spine when he'd looked into Greyback's eyes.

'Pssh! You're a brilliant teacher, Moony. Everyone knows that,' reassured Sirius, waving off Remus's previous comment. 'What did your parents say about it?'

'I didn't tell them yet. I want it to be sort of a surprise. I'll tell them once I've seen the place.' Remus looked down nervously and then back up again. 'That way I won't get their hopes up either. You know how dad gets.'

Sirius rolled his eyes. 'Give me a break, Moony. You'll be a superb teacher and the kids will just love you.' He smiled encouragingly, admiring the slight colouring of Remus's cheeks. 'There'll be all these little girls swooning over the young and gorgeous Professor Lupin.'

Remus laughed, the tension in his face finally breaking. 'It's a pity then that the young and gorgeous Professor Lupin is already besotted to such a mutt then,' he whispered, letting his thumb smooth over Sirius's cheek.

Sirius's eyes fell to a half close, unconsciously letting his lips brush over Remus's with every word he spoke. 'Hm…your dad was searching for you. Something about the four of us and pictures. I told him I'd find you.'

Remus pulled away. 'We'd better get going then.'

Sirius caught his hand, his eyes opting their most pathetic look. 'Aw…come on, Moony. I won't be getting you for a week!'

Remus tilted his head, eyes lazily surveying his desperate face and stopping at his lips. He smiled. 'Oh…I don't know…I just might be able to arrange for that.'

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