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The thing about this RP is that it is only open to canons [Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter - at one point Severus Snape, I suppose] and any participation other than those characters would be venturing into AU territory. AU RPs don't belong in this subforum, so I would appreciate it if anyone besides the names mentioned below did not post in this thread. Thanks!


Remus - K crying onguetied
James - pirate.with.a.guitar
Sirius - Tor Petty
Peter - RamshackleTagAlong

In the Shack, waiting for his friends to show up, Remus paced up and down all of the halls and rooms of the house. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that, if he didn't destroy the place, it could be his someday. He still remembered Dumbledore telling him the house had been built, secured, and had a secret passage created, for him. He had never had so much done just for his own well-being and happiness.

Getting shaky and knowing that "it" would be very soon, Remus pressed on with his pacing, trying to tire himself out as much as he could before the change. It never helped anything, and usually only made him more tired when he changed back, but it was worth a shot. Making his way carefully down the stairs by leaning heavily on the banister for support. It wouldn't be too long now. His knees knocked together as he stumbled into the kitchen, knowing he would have to undress soon, already feeling his face flush with the fever that always formed before moonrise.

"I hate thiiiiiiiis," he groaned to himself, collapsing into a chair for a short rest before the blokes came.

"Just suck it up, Wormtail; it won't be long now - we're almost there," Sirius assured his friend, half-powerwalking to the Whomping Willow.

Remus must have dropped off for a moment at the table, because the next thing he knew he was resting his head, not in the Shrieking Shack's kitchen, but his own. He sat up, straight as a pin, all too aware of the tingling in his original bite-mark that meant moonrise was coming, and coming fast. His father burst into the kitchen, panting for breath.

"Judith, Remus's isn't in the basem--Remus!? What are you doing up here!? How did you get out of the basement!? What...what are you...?" Fear danced across his father's features as he seemed to understand something Remus didn't. "Dear God, Remus, no...please..."

"Dad, what? I'm not doing anything!" Remus cried as his mother came into the kitchen, carrying a suitcase in each hand and looking grave.

"I knew this would happen, John," she said slowly. "You just didn't believe me. You thought there was hope, but he's nothing more than the monster that bit him."

"Dad, that's not true! I didn't mean to get out! Lock me up, please!" Remus shouted, but his father seemed unable to hear him as he suddenly began fighting to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He felt a dream-like pain overwhelm him as his perspective suddenly changed so that he was watching himself transform from above. The Wolf reared its ugly head and pounced at his father.

"NO! NO PLEASE!" he and his father simultaneously screamed as the Wolf tore its fangs into his father's neck. His father screamed and fought and struggled to the point that Remus felt sick. Once his father lay dead on the floor, the Wolf turned on his mother. She didn't fight or scream or try to escape, she calmly watched the Wolf begin to devour her until she died.

Remus snapped awake in the Shrieking Shack and fell out of the chair, still screaming, but now it was a mixture of his dream and of childish discomfort of the upcoming change. It dwindled away into whimpers of pain as he curled up on the floor, hoping his friends would show up. Unless they finally realized how dangerous I am and want nothing to do with me anymore, he thought. It was his routine. He thought the samething every month. He closed his eyes and felt hot tears seep out. He didn't even have the strength for dignity anymore.

Sirius all out ran the last few meters with James bounding along behind him. It only took a few moments before Sirius, ever-so-smoothly, said, "Peter... the knot..."

"Ah, Peter," Sirius murmured as soon as the tree stopped throwing its tantrum. He was almost mesmirized as the branches became still - this act never failed to awe him.

Without another moment's hesitation, Sirius turned into a shaggy black-haired mutt and bounded into the path leading to the Shrieking Shack.

James watched as Sirius and Peter scurried down the passages. He looked up for a brief moment at the full moon. It was beautiful, he guessed. He didn't really think so anymore, seeing the pain it caused his friend. He sighed, transformed and went down the passage.

Peter entered a bit more timidly; he hated seeing Remus transform. The whole thing was just... gruesome. And it looked so painful... It was the part of these escapades he wished he could skip. Forcing himself to think of the fun they'd all have after the transformation, he proceeded.