Title: Moonlit Secret

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Summary: I'm rubbish at summaries so just read and review. In second year, the Marauders find out the truth.

Authors Note: Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Full Moon

Remus's POV

"I have to go," I said, glancing at the clock that hung in my dorm room.

I shared a room with my three best friends: James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew.

"Where are you going this time?" Sirius asked in a bored voice.

"My Uncle Albert died yesterday, he and my mum were close," I lied.

As much as I hated lying to my friends, I still had a secret: I'm a werewolf. I knew that if they ever found out they'd hate me and I'd be kicked out of Hogwarts, so every month I lied to them to escape the night of the full moon.

I was now in my second year at Hogwarts. For the first year, Madame Pomfrey, the school nurse, had taken me down to the Whomping Willow; a violent tree that hid a tunnel, the tunnel under the tree led to a house that (since I'd been transforming there) had been named the Shrieking Shack.

Apparently, the screams and howls I made had been blamed on violent ghosts. The Shrieking Shack had been named one of the most haunted houses in Britain.

When I transformed, it was completely against my will and it hurt a lot. I'd read somewhere that the pain a werewolf goes through every month is the same pain a person will go through when the cruciatus curse is cast on them.

"You don't seem too upset," James pointed out, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"I didn't really know him that well. Anyway, I'll see you when I get back," I sighed.

As carefully as possible (my body always ached the day of the full moon) I climbed down the stairs from my dorm and into the common room.

"Remus! Can you help me with this essay for Transfiguration please?" Lily Evans, the girl James seemed obsessed with, asked.

"Sorry Lily, I have to go home for a bit, my Uncle Albert died," I said.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, your family seems to have the worst luck, I remember just last month your Aunt was ill," Lily said.

"Yeah, well, bye," I muttered.

I climbed out of the common room, walking myself down to the Whomping Willow. Since second year had started, I'd been going to the Shack by myself, though Madame Pomfrey still picked me up afterwards. After the full moon I always needed hospital treatment. The wolf, hating being trapped in the Shack with nothing to attack, always attacks itself.

Once at the tree, I found a long stick and poked the knot on the Whomping Willow; when the knot was touched the normally violent tree stayed still. I walked through the branches and ducked through the tunnel at the base of the tree.

The tunnel went on the awhile before I made it to the trap door and found myself in the Shrieking Shack. I went straight upstairs into a room that looked like it had once been a bedroom, but now looked more like a murder scene. There was the remains of a bed in a corner; scratched until not recognisable. The bed was the only piece of furniture in the room. The walls (once white) were streaked with blood.

After a quick look out of the window to see where the moon was, I began to undress. My clothes were always too ripped and torn to wear after a transformation if I didn't strip before.

Once I was completely naked I stuffed my clothing under the bed; so far the wolf hadn't gotten to the clothes there.

A gasp behind me made me spin around, my muscles protested at the movement so close to the full moon, but I ignored them. In the doorway of the bedroom was James, Sirius, and Peter, they were holding James's invisibility cloak.

"Out! Now! Go!" I snapped.
"Remus, What's going-" Sirius's question was cut off when I screamed.

The moon had come through the window and hit me. Pain flooded through me, no matter how many times I went through the change, it still hurt every time.

"Remus! What's wrong?" James asked, taking a step towards where I had collapsed on the floor.

"Run…Werewolf…Not…Safe!" I gasped out between screams.

I faintly heard Sirius swear and pull the other two out of the room, but everything was blurring. The wolf leapt out and I faded away.

Blood. Prey. Trapped. Mine! Prey. Hungry. Want. Blood. BLOOD PREY MINE WANT HUNGRY!

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