Remus's POV
I was lying the couch, reading an article in the Nightly Prophet, when I was suddenly attacked by a heavy boy landing on my stomach. I gasped as the breath ran out of my lungs and attempted to push the intruder off of me.
"Whoops, sorry Remmy," Sirius mumbled as he removed himself from my torso.
"S'alright," I replied as I stood up and looked over at James and Lily, who had landed on the other sofa in our rented hotel room. I studied their faces, "Long day?"
"Stressful day," Lily whispered, "How's Sam doing?"
I shrugged, "No one would let me into the room to see her, and none of the healers answered my questions. I sat there all day hoping theyy would tell me something, but theyy didn't."
"Well why not?" Sirius exclaimed as he slumped angrily into a near-by chair, "We were sent here by Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore! The headmaster of Hogwarts and most respected wizard in all of history! How could they not let you see her?"
"Sirius, it doesn't matter that Dumbledore sent us. I don't think they would have let us see her if we had brought Dumbledore himself along. They don't want anyone near her until they can figure out who or what cursed her," I explained, trying to sound as calm as I possibly could, "They can't trust anyone. For all they know, you might have cursed her. You were the last one seen with her and, well, let's be honest, you are a Black."
Sirius jumped up immediately and began pacing towards me, obviously trying to contain himself, "I did not do whatever was done to her. Samantha would be the last person I would ever lay a hand or a wand on. And just because I'm a, a, Black, does not mean I am evil. I am absolutely nothing like the rest of my family. You understand me Lupin?"
I held up my hands, "Not even for a second did I believe it was you. I know you obviously have deep feelings for her, and I would never even think of accusing you to doing what was done to her. I just wanted you to see how it looks from their point of view. Your family is known for hating Muggle-Borns, and werewolves, so for all they know you may be the one who did this to her."
It was only after my speech did I realize what I had said.
"A werewolf?" James asked, confused, while Lily sat beside him, her eyes closed as she shook her head.
"Samantha's a werewolf?" Sirius questioned.
I looked to Lily who just gave me the, Go-Ahead-And-Tell-Them-The-Truth-Before-They-Blow-It-In-The-Completely-Wrong-Direction stare.
I sighed, "No, she isn't a werewolf. But her brother is."
"Doesn't he work for the Ministry though?" James mumbled, even more confused than he was a second ago.
"Yes he does," Lily interjected, "But he is also a werewolf."
"How?" Was all Sirius said.
"He was really gifted in school," Lily began, "Like seriously, he was always the top of his class. And during his...fourth year I believe, he decided that he wanted to do something with his life. He didn't just want to finish school and then have to get a little humdrum job like every other werewolf before him had to. He wanted to be something more. So after thinking about it awhile, he realized that his talents and passion lie in DADA, so he then decided he wanted to become a Auror. Long story short, it happened, tons of people were disgusted with the ministry for letting a 'monster' in but he didn't care and so he's living his life as a Werewolf Auror."
"...so Sam's not a werewolf?" James asked.
"No, her brother is." I supplied.
James just stared at us for a minute then exclaimed, "Well darn! There goes my short lived fantasy of her and Remus getting together and having like...wolf babies or something!"
"Our children wouldn't make wolf babies!" I laughed.
"If no one finds out what's wrong with her, she might now live long enough to have children with anyone," Sirius grumbled as he headed to one of the beds in our Presidential Suite and curled up under the blanket, street clothes still on.
The rest of us looked to the floor and after a moment mumbled a small 'Goodnight' to each other and headed to our own beds.
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