This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Lightening


The young child let out a low sob as he stumbled over a tree root. The rain continued to drench him as he raced through the mud, but he didn't slow, not for a second.

A howl sounded behind him, and Remus Lupin began to outright cry. To his horror, he tripped over a rock and went tumbling to the ground. He felt the mud sink into his clothes and hair, but the sensation was drowned out by the sound reaching his ears.

Growling.

Remus sobbed louder as he was rolled over. He clenched his eyes shut as those rough hands pushed him down into the mud before reaching up to rip open his shirt.

"No!" Remus finally found his voice. "Please!"

"Shut up," the monster above him growled. "This'll teach your father."

Remus's eyes opened against his will, and he gazed up at the creature hovering over him. Long silver hair fell down to tickle his face as equally as silver eyes bored into his. Remus couldn't stop the sobs and whimpers, even if he tried.

"Please," he whispered. "Please don't."

"You beg so prettily," the creature chuckled. "I planned on leaving you behind for your parents to find, but now... I might keep you for myself. You will be a fine wolf when you are full grown, a good mate for me."

"No!" Remus cried. "Please! No!"

"Stop it," the werewolf growled as he leant down, his fangs hovering over Remus's neck. "It is an honour to be mated to an alpha. You will appreciate it when it is time for me to claim you."

With that, Fenrir Greyback sunk his teeth deep into Remus's throat.

The rain poured down, and the lightening flashed, accompanied not by thunder, but the screams of a newly born werewolf.


A/N: Ok, I hope that it didn't come across that Fenrir was gonna mate with Remus then – he's gonna wait til he's older! I tried to get that point across.