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Tom Riddle, without his glamour, sat and waited for his two guests to arrive, stroking Nagini's head. Eventually, the door to the what-was ball room opened and the two men walked in side by side, one with a mask, one without. "Ah, gentlemen. So glad you could make it. Please, come forward."

"My Lord, what is this about?" The unmasked one asked.

"An insistence of Harry. He has asked that you," he addressed the other man, "remove your mask."

The masked one stared back for a moment without moving. Eventually he raised his chin slightly and waved his wand, dropping his mask. The eyes of Remus Lupin shone back, showing none of the emotions behind them.

"Remus Lupin." The other said, amazed at the unveiling beside him.

"Greyback." Remus answered, still not looking at the werewolf beside him.

"Now gentlemen. Harry has asked that you meet and sort out your differences. I think that tonight, the full moon, will suffice. You will be trapped in here for the entire night. No wand fights." With that, Tom left, uncovering the skylight before he did so that the moon would eventually shine.

Greyback grinned. "So, the good little wolf has joined the dark side has he?"

Remus moved to one of the seats in the room and sat down. "Look, we're stuck in here the night. I'll stay one side, you stay the other, and nobody gets hurt, alright?"

"Fine by me." Greyback sat on another chair the other side of the room. "We'll just see if that statement still stands when the moon comes out."

Remus' eyes shot up and looked to the skylight before lowering his eyes to stare his sire down a moment.

"What, no reply?" Still silence. "Alright then. Why change sides? Why, suddenly, after you fought so hard in the last War," Greyback placed a hand over his heart in sarcasm, "did you change sides?"

"I followed Harry."

"Of course. Torva is Harry, isn't he?" Fenir grinned. "And you would do anything you're precious Saviour asked of you, wouldn't you?"

"I will stand by his side no matter what he chooses. Especially after the death of his Godfather and his parents."

"Indeed. Bellatrix took great pleasure in killing Black apparently. The boy showed potential then, according to her. Knew how to cast a Crucio, and almost had the conviction to mean it too." He watched as, at the mention of Sirius' death, Remus tensed up slightly. Fenir smirked. "And the death of the Potters! How I wish I had been there to see the light leave their eyes."

"Shut up." Remus said through gritted teeth.

"Why, have I hit a nerve?" Fenir barked a laugh. "Shame about Lily though. She was beautiful. How I would have loved to top that. Have her writhing under me, screaming my name as I pound her…"

"Shut up…" Remus warned him, but Fenir ignored him.

"I bet her blood would have tasted exquisite. I would have turned her. I always wanted a queen for my pack. A beta. She would have been perfect…"

"Shut up! Just shut. Up!" Remus screamed, jumping from his seat so violently he knocked it over.

Fenir stood up too and made his way to the centre of the room. "I have hit a nerve, haven't I? What you going to do about it?"

Remus strode up to him and squared up to him. "Just be glad it's me hearing you say that and not Harry. He'd have had you dead by now."

Fenir laughed. "I would have liked to see the kid try."

Remus shook his head. "Look at you. You walk around acting the big man, but every single time you get called upon, you lap at the heels of you master. You lick Tom's arse. You're no wolf. You're a dog. And a wolf is not afraid of a barking dog."

"What did you just call me?" Fenir asked, his voice menacingly low.

"A barking dog." Remus repeated, any fear he may have felt at first clearly non-existent now.

Greyback stared at him for a second then laughed. "I'm still more a wolf than you'll ever be." He started to circle the other. "You, the wimp. Turned as a child. You tasted delicious by the way. You're the reason I started to feast on kids. You're the bad influence. Turned as a child, shunned at school because of it. Who could ever love you anyway? Remus Lupin, the swat. The nobody. Having to resort to going by nicknames to get some sort of recognition, even if it was anonymous. Nobody ever looked twice at you. You're friends went through Hell for you. The pain they felt was excruciating. For what? For you, every month, to turn around and attack them. That's ungrateful." He sniffed Remus and smelt the fear. He smirked. "And anyway. Do you know why else I shouldn't be afraid of you? Because I'm your sire, and you have to do as I say."

Remus lost it. He turned, just as the full moon shone directly above them. With a howl, he began to turn. Greyback shifted instantly to meet him once he had. Eventually, where Remus was, stood a great wolf, six feet tall, and sickeningly thin. Greyback, using the link sires had with their charge, continued to taunt him. "Look at you. Thin. Horrible. A disgrace…"

"No!" Remus swung out sharply with his paw and hit Greyback square in the jaw, knocking him over. Remus moved towards him, towering over his body. "You are the disgrace here. Attacking innocents. Bowing down to men lesser than you. Demanding respect. You even turn when you like, rather than being held by the moon. You're the disgrace, and you are no longer my sire."

Greyback, in a sign of submission, rolled onto his back, bearing his belly and stomach. However, just as Remus stepped further over him, Greyback kicked out, sending the over wolf flying. Fenir shot up as Remus struggled up. "You're right. The moon goddess no longer has any hold over me. But that doesn't make me a lesser wolf. That makes me more powerful. And if I'm no longer your sire then prove it. Beat me, break the bond."

Remus jumped forward and Fenir met him in mid-air. The two wolves clashed as they slashed at each other, Remus slicing Fenir's face and Fenir slicing his neck. They landed on the ground and began to circle one another, eying each other up. Fenir made the next move, aiming for Remus' neck, but the thinner wolf moved at the last minute, jumping to Fenir's side and biting the flesh.

Fenir howled and spun, trying to reach his charge. When he realised he couldn't he changed tactic, dropping instead to the floor and crushing Remus below him. Lupin screamed in pain as Fenir shot up, towering above the wolf below him and slashing his stomach. Aiming once again for the neck, the ultimate dominance move, Fenir dipped, but was met by Remus' paw, knocking him over and rolling them over, so that Remus now stood above. He was, in return, sent flying once again.

To his credit, Remus jumped up instantly and moved just as his sire turned on him. As they fought, both felt a power shift between them and Remus began to feel freer, but not entirely. He knew, however, that one bite at Fenir's neck would seal the deal. He met the bigger wolf in the air again and managed to bite a chunk out of his ear, but was thrown down, sliding across the room as his back hit the wall. Remus held, eyes shut, as he heard Greyback come close. He held as he heard, felt, and smelt, the older wolf bend down to bite him, but at the last second, Remus shot up, sinking his teeth into the other's neck and rolling them over, so that he dominated. They both felt the power shift between them as Remus released him. "You are no longer my sire. I am in charge now. Lupus non timet canem latrantem. A wolf is not afraid of a barking dog." Remus smacked the werewolf across the head with his paw, knocking him out. Slowly, because of his injuries, Remus made his way back over to the other side of the room and curled up on the floor, determined to rest and give his wounds time to heal before sunrise…

A/N: How was it? I'm using to seeing dogs fight. I used to have two and they play-fought all the time, so I know roughly how it works. But I'm still unsure. Review? :)

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