Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, they belong to the great J.K. Rowling.

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The Dark Side of the Moon

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Chapter One: Waking Up

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Remus awoke with a stir as a droplet of water splashed upon his face. He closed his eyes groggily, feeling exhausted and sore. He tried to rub at his eyes and noticed for the first time that he was chained to the wall by his wrists and ankles. He sighed as he realized it hadn't been a terrible dream, it had been real. He had been captured by death eaters, beaten to within an inch of his life, and locked up in a cellar. Being chained to the wall was the reason for his stiff neck, but he couldn't do anything about it. He doubted the death eaters cared much about his comfort.

He rolled his neck trying to release some tension he had as he looked around the room in which he was imprisoned. It was dark and damp; the little star light that shone through illuminated the dungeon just enough for him to make out the evidence of victims that came before him. Blood stains, bones and even shattered clothing was littered all over. It was a small space, small enough to make a man feel claustrophobic, which was how Remus was starting to feel. He looked down at his own body and saw that he was only clad in a pair of ripped jeans that had many holes in them, thankful that at least they let him keep a piece of his own clothing. Blood, cuts and bruises marked up his skin in so many places that you couldn't see a clear patch anywhere. He didn't know exactly how long he had been there, but he did know he needed a bath, badly.

I guess it could be worse, he thought to himself. I'm not dead… yet…Remus's dark joke made him smirk a bit at the thought. He wracked his brain for the details of how he got into his situation. The last thing I can remember is being on my way to meet up with Severus for my monthly potion, and then I got attacked from behind. He tried to remember more, but nothing came to his mind. He didn't really suspect Severus had anything to do with it; he trusted Severus wholeheartedly, but it was still very suspicious that he got attacked on his way to meet the known Death Eater.

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Fenrir Greyback paced his room desperately. He had waited too long to confront his prize, but the Dark Lord had told him not to do anything yet. It had been five long days, and he didn't think he could wait too much longer. He needed to go to his captive, needed to feel the fear that radiated from Lupin whenever Greyback was near, needed to smell the despair. But as usual, like a good puppy, he stayed in his room waiting for the Dark Lord to tell him he could finally go down to the cellar.

He stopped his pacing as someone opened the door and walked in. He turned to the door to yell at whoever had the nerve to enter without knocking, only to stop himself when he realized it was Lord Voldemort.

"My Lord," he said as he bowed. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" He hoped it was to tell him what he had been craving to hear.

Voldemort acknowledged Greyback with a nod and glided his way towards him. As the dark wizard placed his hand upon Greyback's shoulder he hissed, "I've decided that you've been waiting long enough. Since you've been good, I shall finally let you come with me to see our latest captive."

Greyback, who had initially cowered at the sudden touch from his master, turned to face the Dark Lord. He smiled at hearing that he could finally confront his prey and thanked Voldemort. "It is indeed an honor, my lord. I shall not let you down."

Voldemort gave his equivalent of a smile briefly, then he nodded. "I'm glad to hear that. Make sure that you don't disappoint me."

With that, he led the way out of the room and through the manor to the cellar to view the hostage. He could feel the excitement emanating from Fenrir and he couldn't wait to see what kind of show his faithful Death Eater would put on. He had also been anxious to question Lupin about the Order of the Phoenix for some time now and couldn't wait to torture the information out of him.

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Lupin closed his eyes, trying to go back to sleep even though he was in a very bad position and in a lot of pain. He had begun to relax his body, when he suddenly tensed up as the door to the cellar flew open to reveal two silhouettes. This can't be good, he thought to himself. I guess they came to finally finish me off. His heart hammered in his chest as the two bodies came toward him, and he felt his fear build the closer they got.

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A/N: So, I haven't written anything for a while, and my boyfriend decided he wanted to help me with a story... I know this chapter is short, but trust me things are going to get better. Please Review!!!