A Werewolf's Vow

Chapter 3:Dog vs. Wolf

"Moooonnnyyy! Wake up~ Don't want to be late for charms do you?" Sirius asks innocently. Remus moans in his sleep and swats his fellow Gryffindor away.
"Remus!" with that Remus jumps and looks around. James had entered, the boy with glasses looks worried yet excited. Remus looks at him after rubbing sleep from his eyes, "what is it James?"
"You know what today is?" James asks.
"Yes, it's the full moon..."
"Not JUST the full moon, Moons!"
Remus and Sirius both think, then understand. Sirius looked just as excited as James, Remus however looked as if he was going to be sick. "No, James...nonono! I don't need you two getting a detention!" Remus says, looking horrendous.
"We'll be out before you have to-"
"Last time you weren't! Ok, I admit...I was less worried then...but you don't need to get detention to ruin his day! ...Or any one else's for that matter!" With that, Remus stands, quickly changes then walks off to charms. Sirius watches him go with a confused look.

He didn't know why he had gotten mad at Sirius and James, it was kind of their nature to do stupid things...Stupid things he'd have to help them get out of trouble from afterwards...Stupid things that Remus should of been used to by now. Yet he wasn't. Five years of the school almost blowing up. Five years of laughs by Sirius and James, five years of Remus hiding so he wouldn't have the urge to tell...Five years to bottle up anger he refused to take out on them. They were stressful and Remus swore he found a grey hair...though it could be his imagination or from being a werewolf.

Remus entered the charms classroom with a sigh, whether it was from being thankful or angry, he didn't know. There were two seats left, somehow Sirius had managed to beat him and was sitting next to James, Peter on his other side. The two seats left was either beside Severus or alone in a corner. He hated to be alone and that corner had been for many Slytherin people in the past, so he sat next to Severus.

"What are you doing here, Lupin?" Severus asks in an undertone so Lily wouldn't hear.
"I happen to be in this class to, Severus," Remus says calmly as he opens his charms book to the given page.
"But why, are you not beside your lap dog?"
Remus flinches, "Sirius is not my lap dog...and friends do get into arguments you know..." but he knew he said too much. Severus had that half smirk that was well hidden from Lily planted on his face. Remus hated that look, it was worn by Sirius so often that Remus could've sworn that Severus was Sirius for a minute. He shook his head and started working on a shield charm.

The day went by quick for Sirius and James, but slow for Remus. Sirius was in almost all his classes and he could feel the anger rising more and more throughout the day. Today was not a day to get mad, but he couldn't help it, especially when he saw some of Marauder-level-harmless pranks going off.

The night seemed to creep up on Remus like a dementor flying eerily to him for his soul. He even felt as if nothing good could come out of the night. He didn't care though, all he needed to keep his mind on was getting to the Shrieking Shack so he couldn't harm anyone.

It happened slowly, painfully, and angrily. Remus felt the moonlight pulling at his skin and he didn't even make it to the second floor before the transformation started. He was yelling, but not just in pain, in fury also. The pain finally let him yell out how much he needed Sirius with him. The wolf let him yell out how stupid Sirius was and feel how badly he wanted to hurt the male. Yet he wouldn't remember any of this.

The howl was long, pained and enraged. It reached the black dog's ears as he used a branch to freeze the whomping willow. Sirius crawled through the tunnel as Padfoot, unsure why his mate was so angry.

The werewolf stopped howling and sniffs the air while listening. It was silent-no, he heard it. Silent paw steps going through the tunnel and coming closer, ever so carefully. The dog, as he scented, was a fool. The werewolf form of Remus, also known as Moony, felt anger rise in him but was unsure why. All he knew is once the dog entered he would...

The dog yips as he is thrown into a wall. The wolf was lingering above him, it's fangs had blood on them. Padfoot's ears lie back in fear. Why was Moony attacking him? The two would usually play! He whines silently, why had Prongs need to of gotten caught at the last prank? He needed the stag to calm the werewolf down. Padfoot stands and leaps playfully at the wolf, dodging a few swipes, and wagging his tail. It's the best he had, he couldn't think of hurting Moony...of hurting Remus.

The wolf's anger kept rising each time Padfoot dodged his attacks. The dog was pathetic, trying to get him to play when obviously he wanted to tear him apart! Moony stops swiping and howls a long, low howl, almost a growl. The dog stops jumping around and starts to coward away again. It was now or never. The wolf leaps and pins the dog easily.

This can't be happening, it can't! Padfoot's mind was racing. The wolf obviously didn't want to play, but the dog didn't want to fight! He whines slightly and nips gently at Moony's leg, earning him a swipe at the muzzle. He yips then snarls. Enough was enough, if Moony wouldn't give in he would have to fight, he wasn't going to give in that easily.

It took him by surprise, the dog finally decided to fight back. Moony was knocked off balance and before anyone could come to their senses, Moony and Padfoot were engaged in a full-out battle. Blood was being shed from both of them, mostly from Padfoot.