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Marauders One Shots

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Year 5

One Shot #8: Monster

Remus's amber eyes watched his friends closely as they set up. Sirius was sitting behind his drums, drumsticks in his hands and arms crossed as he waited. Peter, who stood near Sirius in the back, was messing with his rhythm guitar so it would be ready when they started. Closer to the front with him was James, who was playing a few notes on his bass guitar to himself to make sure it was tuned right. Remus, himself, had his guitar strap over his shoulder with his guitar hanging down by his side as he waited for them to begin.

The only reason they hadn't started yet was because the Great Hall would be empty for a few more minutes. They were meant to play a few songs for their classmates as a form of punishment from Professor McGonagall. She got sick of detentions not doing anything so now she was forcing them to play songs for their classmates. How she knew they could play instruments he could never figure out, but this was very cruel, even for her.

"You sure you want to sing this song first, Moony?" James asked.

"Yeah, I don't really see what it matters. No one is going to know the meaning behind it, except us, the teachers, Lily, and Snape." The last name had to be forced out of Remus's mouth, so it was more like a snarl of the name. Even though he was angry about that person knowing, Remus didn't look once at Sirius because he would not let them fight about this again.

As the students came into the Great Hall and sat down for dinner, they all noticed the Marauders, but were not the least bit surprised. They had all heard about their punishment and were actually intrigued about this. In fact, they had all waited impatiently for dinner today to see this act. Even the Slytherins as they were expecting them to fail in this.

"This is a cruel and unusual punishment." Peter mumbled. He was the most nervous of all them about this punishment.

Sirius rolled his eyes at how nervous their friend was. He was the weakest of all the Marauders, and it was beginning to get on his nerves once more.

But, luckily, before Sirius could explode at him, McGonagall approached them and said that they could start playing.

James gave Remus a nod so the werewolf started playing the guitar with Peter following after the first cord he stroked, but it was barely noticed with how easily he dropped in. After a few seconds they were followed by Sirius beginning to beat on the drums, then James joining in on his own guitar. It actually sounded good so all the students looked up from their meals to watch the Marauders. Soon after all the instruments were playing, Remus began to sing in voice that almost didn't sound his, but was very good.

The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it

Remus walked along the secret passage to the Shrieking Shack with a feeling of dread. It has been eight years since he was bitten by a werewolf and still every full moon, the same feeling of dread entered his heart. He was no longer afraid of the transformation. It has become a part of him, but he dreaded the pain and dreaded the idea that one day he might escape and bite someone, but he was not afraid.

With each step he took to the Shrieking Shack, the full moon became closer and closer to rising. This caused the dread in his heart to grow with each step. He dreaded every full moon. He hated the pain he was walking to. He hated walking away from school where all the kids had no worries of biting someone and giving them a curse. He hated walking from his friends after he lied directly to their faces. He dreaded the day when his friends realized the truth, because he knew he could not keep it hidden forever. They would realize what he was soon enough. But he figured he had until third year when the lesson on werewolves would take place.

But with each step, he also felt relief. Relief that he had a place to hide and stay safe during the full moon so no one would get hurt by him. Relief that he made it through another month without his friends finding out. Relief that they hadn't questioned his lie. Relief that soon this month's full moon would soon be over and he could go back to pretending to be a normal child for a few weeks.

Finally, he reached the Shrieking Shack. He pushed the trapdoor open and entered the old, shabby house. Everything in here has been destroyed by the wolf. Nothing was intact. Blood was splattered on the floor and walls. This would be his cage once more this month.

So stay away from me
The beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it

He was lying down on the scratched up couch that only had two legs left. His clothes were thrown onto the top of a cabinet with his wand upstairs. He was tense as he waited for the moon to rise. Any moment the moon would fully be in the sky and his body would know it. He was waiting for the familiar aches to come that would tell him it was time.

As he waited, there was also a familiar rage raging in his heart. It was the same thing every month. He would get so easily annoyed and mad around this time before the full moon. Anyone who talked to him at this time had to trend carefully or he would snap at them. He was not proud of this rage, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't stop. It was like he had no control.

A sharp gasp escaped his lips a moment later. His back arched as the moon finally rose. The familiar aches had turned into a hundred times worse pains. He could hear his bones beginning to snap and break for a moment before a scream drowned them out. It didn't take him any time to realize it was him yelling. He has been through this so much that he already knew it was him before he started.

So much pain was traveling through his body that his body began to shake violently. He had no control and he hated it. He rolled off the couch as his bones and organs began to reshape themselves into that of a wolf's. His once human face turned into that of a wolf's with a snout. The ears changed from being to the side of his head and round to the top of his head and rather pointed. His once amber eyes turned gold with anger and lust for blood shining in them.

It was such a painful transformation that it felt like it took hours to happen, but in fact the whole transformation took only a few minutes. But it was the worst few minutes of his life. They were filled with wails of pain that soon turned into howls as a wolf can't scream. His screams, now turned howls, were so loud that everyone in Hogsmeade and Hogwarts could hear them once more. The night of the haunted Shrieking Shack has returned once more.

It's scratching on the walls
In the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can't control it

The wolf looks around at where he was. He was alone in the same destroyed building as he was every single damn month. But like always, he runs around the house looking for prey. And like always, he finds nothing. Frustrated at not having prey to get blood from, he howls once more in anger and misery.

His thirst for blood becomes so much that he begins to scratch and bite at his body just so he could taste blood in his mouth. The warm liquid flows into his mouth. He relishes in the taste more than the pain he causes himself. He had no care for this body. All he wanted was blood.

He rolled around the floor as he attacked himself. It was like something was trying to fight against him, but he wouldn't allow that something to win. He needed this blood or he would go crazy.

With the madness running through the wolf, he attacked everything, not just himself. He scratched at the wall, ran into them, and attacked the chairs and beds. There had to be a way out of this cage so he could get some human blood. When none of that worked, he would go back to drinking his own blood again, then go back to trying to break out.

It was the same thing.




Hiding under the bed
In my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end

And then, like every month, Remus found himself waking up in the Hospital Wing after a night in hell. His whole body ached and he felt slightly nauseas. Maybe it was from all the blood he lost or maybe it was the taste of blood in his mouth. His eyes stung from the sudden light that met his eyes. He shifted on the bed, hoping to find a way to block the light from his eyes, but the movement only caused violent pain to flare through his body.

When Madam Pomfrey did all she could to make him comfortable and lessen the pain he was in, Remus left the Hospital Wing. He had no desire to stay in there. He was not going to waste the time he had as a human by staying in the Hospital Wing.

As it was Saturday, he decided to go up to his dorm and sleep for a while. After his horrible night, he needed some sleep. And sleep was a good way to fall into obliviousness and forget all the pain in his body. He knew he looked horrible with bags under his eyes and being extremely pale. That was how he always looked at this time of the month. He was just glad that the other students had gotten used to him being like this as it meant they would no longer try to stop him and ask if he was okay. So now it was just a straight shot to his dorm to a very comfy and warm bed to sleep in complete obliviousness of the world around him.

Or that was how it was supposed to be.

This time, the moment he entered his dorm, he found his three best friends sitting on their beds. All three of them were as pale as him, which was hard to do, and had dark bags under their eyes. It was like they had stayed up all night.

They looked up when Remus came in. For once there was no laughter or happiness shining in their faces. Instead, they were all depressed, fear shining in their eyes, and completely serious looking.

The relief that the full moon was over left Remus's heart so it could be replaced by dread when he saw their faces. It wasn't hard for him to realize what those looks meant. Even though he knew what they meant, he would not say it aloud. He couldn't.

So, he walked into the room, looking braver than he felt. He closed the door and went to his bed where he gently lowered himself on his back so he wouldn't agitate his wounds.

"Remus," James's voice carried over to him quietly.

A bandage wrist and hand came to cover Remus's eyes. His friends had left the curtains open so the sun coming in was hurting his tired eyes. "Yes James?" He asked, surprised at how calm he sounded.

"We know." James said, voice growing stronger with each word he spoke. None of them liked beating around the bush, and doing so now would just make this conversation harder. "You are a werewolf."

Sighing, Remus pushed himself up with his uninjured arm, turning blank eyes to his friend. He was so used to this by now that he didn't feel anything anymore. It was so hard to feel surprised, scared, or worried anymore. It just happened too much. "What are you going to do now? Going to run screaming to your parents? Tell all the students? Get me expelled? Or how about all three?" Remus asked calmly, but inside his heart was sad. He didn't want to leave Hogwarts. It was the only place that could make him feel normal, where he could be a normal child for a while. "I will save you the time. I will just leave now."

He stood up, and without a look to his friends, walked to the door. If he had looked, he would have seen the look that Sirius gave Peter and James that said I-told-you-so-he's-being-an-idiot. But since he didn't see it, it was up to Sirius to grab his arm and pull him back. Remus spun around to look at them with the same emotionless stare.

"We don't care." Sirius said, voice as strong and confident as always.

For once, Remus looked confused. This was never how the confrontation would go. It was always accusations, yelling, and being told to leave. Never was there one where he was pulled back and told that they don't care.

James had to snicker when Remus looked at them confused. The snicker only lasted for a second before he became completely serious once more.

"Remus, you are our best friend. We've known you for over a year. Why would we care now that we know who you are? You are too nice and gentle. You could never hurt us." Peter said, a huge smile on his face as Remus continued to stare at them with the same confusion and shock.

"Yeah, mate, stop being an idiot. Why would we want to leave you over something as stupid and small as this?" James asked.

"Stupid? Small?" Remus asked blankly. "I don't understand."

"Obviously." Sirius laughed.

Remus frowned. "But you looked so scared when I came in."

"We heard you last night." Sirius whispered.

"You were howling all night. We finally realized that all those howls that started in our first year was you. You were crying out in pain." James explained. "As a werewolf who is locked up with no one around, you attack yourself." He looked at Remus's bandaged hand with a frown.

Noticing his stare, Remus shifted his arm behind his back "You stayed up all night because of me?"

Peter frowned. "We stayed up all night because we care, Remus. It hurt us to hear that. We didn't want to sleep while you were out there in pain."

Remus looked at each of his friends. They all looked completely serious when they looked at him. They were all smiling at him now. The fear from earlier was gone as they looked at him. "You really don't care?"

Sirius rolled his eyes like he was saying that Remus was being stupid. "No, you prat. That's what we been trying to say."

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Three years later Remus was struggling to get through the passage under the Whomping Willow. He swore that this passage was getting smaller and smaller with each year that went by. Or he was just getting too big.

With each step he took to the Whomping Willow, he felt the dread of the transformation taking over. But even with this dread, he still felt somewhat happy. Three years ago, his friends found out the truth, but they didn't abandon him like he thought he would. So every transformation he would think about his three best friends, who were like brothers to him. They would be there for him after the transformation with smiles and chocolate and stories of their pranks that happened while he was gone and everything else that happened. No longer were there lies between them. Sure, there were secrets that they didn't share, but the other Marauders became determined to find those out without asking because they found that asking just led to lies and they didn't like lies between them.

With a sigh, Remus climbed through the trapdoor. He deposited his robe, shoes, and wand upstairs before going to the living room where he collapsed onto the couch once more. He felt the aches in his body and he felt that rage in his heart. They were taking over his body once more as they waited for the full moon to be high in the sky.

His ears picked up the sound of a floorboard squeaking like someone stepped on it. It took a moment for him to register the sound. Never before had he heard any sounds besides his moans of pain and the breaking of his bones when he was in the Shrieking Shack. His eyes snapped open to see three faces grinning down at him, three familiar faces.

"What the hell are you idiots doing here?" Remus shouted. He pushed his friends away and sat up. "You can't be here! The full moon is going to rise soon."

"We know. That's why we came. We're going to help you." Sirius said.

Remus growled. "You can't help a monster, Sirius."

Sirius glared at him. "You're not a monster. Stop calling yourself one."

Remus rolled his eyes, but chose not to respond as there wasn't time. "Leave." He ordered.

"Remus," James said. "We did it."

"Did what?" Remus asked confused; his anger was momentarily forgotten.

James gave Sirius and Peter a grin and nodded his head. In a moment, all three of them were beginning to shrink and change form. A magnificent stag had taken James's spot. A big black dog took Sirius's and a small rat took Peter's.

For a moment, all Remus could do was gape at the three animals stupidly. The big black dog snorted at the stupid look on Remus's looks, which woke him up from his stupor. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THREE IDIOTS DOING? THIS IS EXTREMELY ILLEGAL!" He yelled, anger coming back full force. "YOU COULD GO TO AZKABAN FOR THIS!"

James changed back, followed by Sirius and Peter. "And we don't care, Remus. This will help you. We know it will. If there are animals with you, you will be more….more sane. We can keep you in control and keep you from attacking yourself."


"We're doing this." Peter said determinedly. "You can protest all you want, but we are not leaving."

"So don't waste your breathe." Sirius added with a grin.

"Prats." Remus mumbled.

I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

It was in horror that James, Sirius, and Peter watched Remus yell in pain as the transformation began. Sirius wanted to approach him and say everything was alright and he would be fine, but James threw his arm out to stop him from moving towards him. Remus no longer knew them. If they tried to get near him, they would get hurt.

"Transform." James order, though his voice was hoarse with sorrow as he watched his friend be in so much pain.

It was an agonizing few minutes that the three Marauders were in as they watched their friend's painful transformation. All three of them wanted to jump forward to help him, but knew they couldn't be of any help to him until the transformation was over.

The moment the werewolf was with them, Sirius approached him cautiously. The werewolf eyed him curiously. Never before had there been animals in his cage. He has been alone forever during the full moon. What were these animals doing here?

The big black dog approached him. They stared each other in the eyes; each one was daring the other to make the first move. It was the werewolf that made the first move.

Not knowing what was going on, the werewolf pounced at Sirius.

I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)

Sirius didn't even yelp when he was tackled by the werewolf. Instead, his paws grabbed the werewolf by the shoulders to get a good hold before his back legs kicked into his friend's stomach. Surprised by the attack, the werewolf loosened his grip on Sirius. The dog used this moment to roll them over so he was on top. But he didn't go any farther than that in attacking his friend. He was here to get his friend to become sane.

So he let go of the werewolf. He bowed his head and nuzzled his friend's forehead in a sign of friendship. The werewolf stared back at him. We are friends. Sirius gestured.

The stag with the rat on his head approached them now. James bowed his head to his friend. The rat walked off his head and to Remus. He raised his little paw at him.

My secret side I keep
Hid under lock and key

An angry Sirius walked down the hall. He had just received a letter from his parents, once more demanding that he join that psychotic pureblood frantic. No matter how many time he said no, they just kept pushing it on him. In fact, they were becoming more and more determined to make him join the more he said no. They just wanted him to do something for them that would make them proud of him. The very thought made Sirius gag. He had no desire to be with them anymore. He just wished they would leave him alone about it.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the misplaced Slytherin." Snape commented snidely as he walked in the opposite direction of Sirius.

The Animagus froze in his steps. He turned to watch Snape walking away from him with a frown. He was already irritated and needed something to let his frustration out on. And as usual, his target would be Snape, the filthy snake loving Slytherin. But as he looked out the nearby window, he didn't really have a lot of time to do anything. So he had to do something to let his stream out quickly so he wouldn't be mad when he headed to the Shrieking Shack.

"Hey Snape!" Sirius called.

The Slytherin turned to him with a frown, eyes shining with regret for even saying anything to the Gryffindor. "What is it, Black?"

"You've been curious as to where we go every month right?" Sirius asked snidely. "Well, if you are so curious, go to the Whomping Willow and get a long stick to prod a knot at the bottom of the tree. That's where we go every month."

I keep it caged but I can't control it

"Oh god!" Sirius yelled a few minutes later when he was alone after Snape changed directions. "WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE?"

With his heart beating furiously against his chest, Sirius ran back down the hall to get back to Gryffindor Tower. He couldn't believe he just did that. Remus was like a brother to him and he went and sent Snape after him. If those two met! Oh god! He didn't even want to think of what could happen.

He yelled the password to the Fat Lady before he was even ten feet to it. The portrait swung open and Sirius was jumping in it, looking slightly crazy with sweat running down his face and his eyes searching all with a frantic fear in them. "JAMES!" He yelled, running over to James and Peter in a corner of the common room. The Gryffindors watched the usual happy and cool Marauder curiously. What could possible make him like this?

James looked up with a frown. "What is it? Is it time to go?"

"Damn it, James. I messed up." Sirius said, voice rising loudly. He realized it was doing that so he took a moment to gather himself, but not too long. There wasn't time. "I told Snape."

"Told Snape what?" James asked curiously.

"I told him how to get passed the Whomping Willow." Sirius said.

James's expression did a complete one eighty in a blink of an eye. He stood up so quickly that his chair was knocked over and the chess game he was playing went flying to the floor. Neither him nor Peter noticed as they were staring at Sirius. James's eyes were almost unrecognizably as they were so dark with anger. Sirius had never seen him this furious. "You did WHAT?" He yelled. "HOW THE HELL COULD YOU BE SO STUPID? OH WAIT! I KNOW! IT'S BECAUSE YOU NEVER THINK, YOU IDIOT! DO YOU EVEN HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT THE CONSEQUENCES OF THIS COULD BE?"

"I'm sorry! Okay, I'm sorry! I made a mistake! I'm telling you so we can fix it!" Sirius shouted, but he wasn't really into it. He knew he was wrong about what he did and deserved this.

"NOTHING! WE ARE DOING NOTHING! YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH! I'LL FIX THIS!" James yelled angrily. His hand curled into a fist. Before he even realized what he was doing, his fist was flying into Sirius's face.

The only sound that could be heard in the common room was the sound of his fist connecting with his friend's face. Everyone was staring in shock at the two. Sirius fell onto his back on the ground, hand flying up to his face in shock. James was gone from the common room before Sirius even hit the ground.

James didn't know how he got there, but he found himself outside and near the Whomping Willow in no time. He was there in time to see Snape entering the hidden passage under the Whomping Willow. Heart beating against his ribcage so strong, James chased after him, eyes turning to the sky to see the sun almost gone.

Cause if I let him out
He'll tear me up, break me down

Remus, in so much pain, didn't see Snape in the Shrieking Shack. The Slytherin was frozen in shock and fear as he watched the transformation taking place. This couldn't be! No one in their right mind would allow a werewolf to come to Hogwarts. Lupin wasn't a werewolf!

The werewolf smelled prey the moment the transformation was complete. Never before had he smelled prey like this. His golden eyes locked onto Snape. An inhuman grin spread across his lips. Finally he would have his prey. He could finally enjoy the blood of human for the first time in his life.

The werewolf took one step towards his prey, but before he could take another, a hand appeared through the trapdoor and grabbed the robe of his prey. In a moment, the boy had yelled in shock as he was pulled down the trapdoor.

"We have to go." James's voice whispered hoarsely.

Snape stared at him. "You! This was all your idea!"

"Shut up!" James growled. He grabbed Snape by the arm and pulled him down the tunnel. They had to get out of here quickly. But as they were running, he heard a sound behind him that he wasn't expecting. It was the sound of feet smashing in the ground coming after them.

He had forgotten to close and lock the trapdoor!

Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end

With all his strength, James pulled Snape and pushed him ahead of him without slowing down once. Snape had to get out here quickly. James had to slow down his friend. If he knew Remus, and he prided himself in knowing his friends, then he knew that Remus would rather be killed or something then to bite a student.

When he was sure that Snape would keep running, James pulled his wand out and fired a spell behind him. One good thing about the tunnel was that it was so narrow that he knew where the wolf would be without looking.

The footsteps stalled for a moment behind him before they started speeding up again. It hurt him to do, but James fired another spell at his friend. He knew that this is what Remus would want to be done so he wouldn't bite or kill anyone, but James hated it. He hated the idea of causing his best friend more pain than normal like this. But this was the only way that he could save Remus. He had to stop him to save him.

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster

James fired another spell at his friend to stall him so he had time to climb out of the passage. He didn't slow down when he was out of it. To be honest, he had never faced Remus as a werewolf when he wasn't an animal. It was scary and he needed to get out of here. Ahead of him, he saw Snape running to the castle like the wind and followed after him.

Until he head howling behind him. He turned around, eyes wide with fear, when he saw that Remus had gotten out of the passage and was coming for him. His wand rose to fire another spell, mind silently hoping that no students were out on the lawn tonight. He was about to fire his spell when a big black dog appeared out of nowhere, tackling the werewolf to the ground. Just briefly the dog looked at him with a growl as if to say to run.

James didn't have a moment to feel proud for his friend for still showing up to help, even after he told him to stay away. He came to help them, despite James yelling at him and punching him. He truly did realize his mistake in all of this. James just hoped that he was truly sorry.

He was running back to the castle. As he ran he heard the sounds of a dog fighting a werewolf behind him. Growling, howling, and the sounds of bodies hitting the ground all met his ears as he ran. He severely hoped that Sirius could handle the werewolf on his own.

I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Amber eyes blinked opened, staring at the pristine white ceiling. For some reason his whole body was screaming at him whenever he tried to shift. It was nothing new for him to be in pain after the full moon, but recently there hasn't been a lot of pain because of his friends, but today, the pain he was feeling was something he hasn't felt in years. His whole body felt like it had been set on fire and the skin and muscle burnt away until it reached the bone.


Suddenly James's face was over his, staring down at him worriedly.

Remus blinked again. "Wh–" He coughed violently when he tried to speak. His throat felt like acid from the burning in it.

"Here." Peter's voice said and Remus found a glass of water in front of him.

James helped him sit up and Peter put the glass to his lips to help him drink.

When his throat felt a bit less pain filled, Remus pushed the glass away and looked at James. "What happened last night?" He asked hoarsely. "And where's Padfoot?"

A dark look entered James's eyes. He looked at Peter before looking back down at Remus. "We have something to tell you."

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)

Remus listened to his friends in horror as they recounted what had happened the night before. He almost bit one of his best friends and another student because of Sirius's idiotic, reckless nature! They could have been killed or have to deal with this horrid curse as well! They came so close to becoming monsters like him.

How could Sirius do this?

Sirius was supposed to be his best friend, someone he could trust with this secret!

How could he just so easily tell Snape, of all people, where to find him?

Its hiding in the dark
Its teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me
It wants my soul it wants my heart

Despite all the pain running its course through his body, Remus jumped off of the bed.

"Remus! Wait!" Peter's and James's hands grabbed at his arms and shoulders to pull him back on the bed, but Remus just shoved them off and grabbed his clothes and wand off the end of the bed. He threw his clothes on, shoved his wand in his pocket, and stomped out of the Hospital Wing.

James and Peter shared a look before chasing after Remus.

"How could you?" Remus shouted when he threw their bedroom door open and found Sirius lying on his bed, nursing quite a few injuries himself.

"Moony!" Sirius exclaimed, pushing himself up with some trouble. "You shouldn't be out of the Hospital Wing."

"DON'T!" Remus yelled angrily. His voice dropped. "Do not try to act like you care about me, Black. Not after what you did."

Sirius's eyes widened. He looked at James and Peter, who were standing behind Remus, both looking worried.

"How could you?" Remus demanded. "I trusted you! You swore to help me keep my secret! You swore to never tell a single soul about me. And yet you went and told Snape how to get passed the Whomping Willow? What the hell did you think would happen after you did that?" He glared angrily at Sirius. "No, don't answer." He snapped when Sirius opened his mouth. "The answer is that you didn't think because you didn't care at all! You never cared! All you saw when you learned about me was another reckless, dangerous adventure! That's all this EVER WAS!" Remus spun around and pushed through the shell shocked James and Peter. At the door, he paused. "I trusted you, damn it!" He looked over his shoulder, glaring at Sirius. "And that was my first mistake." He spat.

No one can hear me scream
Maybe it's just a dream
Maybe its inside of me
Stop this monster


Remus froze in the corridor and whipped around to glare at Sirius. "Don't call me that, Black. Only my friends get to call me that."

Sirius stopped next to Remus, glaring into his amber orbs. After a moment, he looked away to look around at all the students that were in the hallway heading to class. Not wanting to be overheard, he grabbed Remus's arm and dragged him down the hall.

"Let go, Black." Remus growled, trying to pull his arm free.

"No." Sirius snarled.

"I'm going to be late to class." Remus said.

"Forget class, damn it." Sirius snapped before pushing Remus into an empty classroom. He slammed the door behind him and put a silencing charm on the door. He looked back at Remus, who had his arms crossed and was glaring at Sirius. "I heard you out a week ago and didn't get a word in. I gave you a week to calm down. Now you are going to listen to me, Mo–Remus."

"There is nothing I want to he–"Remus started.

"No, you're going to shut up and listen." Sirius snapped. "I know I made a mistake. I should have never told Snape about that passageway or to head there, but it's like you said, I wasn't thinking about the consequences. I was frustrated and upset about a letter from my parents and spoke without thinking."

Remus snorted. "That's not a good reason, Black."

"I never said it was." Sirius retorted. "And I told you to be quiet."

Scowling, Remus moved over to a desk and sat on top of it, glaring silently at the wall.

"I made a mistake, Remus. It's not the first time I made one and it most certainly won't be the last. I know I hurt you greatly by telling Snape about the Whomping Willow, and I accept that and the fact that you are mad at me, probably even hate me. But what I do not accept is that you said I never cared! Your curse is not just a game to me! I never treated it as such. Those words hurt me more then anything else you said."

"Moony, you can trust me. I'll never betray you again."

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I (feel like a monster)- growled

When Remus growled that part, he also jumped onto the end of the Gryffindor table causing\ the other three Marauders had to bite back laughs at the shocked looks the older students were wearing and the scared ones the younger students had. No one was really expecting that from Remus Lupin, the "good" Marauder after all.

Remus stood up straight on the table and continued singing with his guitar hanging on his back.

I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Remus, for pure amusement, started walking down the table as he sang. He gave some of the girls he paused a charming smile that made them blush. Remus didn't care about popularity, but being friends with James and Sirius and being a Marauder did have its perks.

I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I've gotta lose control
It's something radical
I must confess that I feel like a monster

Like before, James jumped in and started singing the next part with Remus. When he saw Lily staring at him, he couldn't help but shoot her a wink, which made her scowl and turn her attention back to Remus.

Remus stopped in front of Lily and her friends. He crouched down on the table as he sang, eyes flashing in amusement when Lily rolled her eyes at him.

I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)
I, I feel like a monster (James and Remus)

As he finished the last line, Remus jumped into the air and landed on his feet so he was standing up.

The teachers and students, including a few Slytherins, burst into applause. Most of the Slytherins scowled or just stubbornly kept their eyes on their dinner.

"Well, who would have guessed? Remus can actually sing!" Fabian Prewett, a seventh year Gryffindor, shouted gleefully, giving the werewolf a teasing wink.

Remus rolled his eyes and smirked at the twins.

James turned to his friends and grinned. "Did you see that? Evans looked at me!"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "When will you get over your Evans obsession?"

James glared at him. "Just you wait. She will fall in love with me one day!"

Peter snorted. "The day that she will ever love you is the day the world ends."

"I thought the world was going to end the day that Padfoot actually agreed with his family's beliefs." Remus said as he climbed back onto the stage.

Peter nodded. "Good point. I guess it's whichever one that happens first."

James and Sirius looked at each other with scowls. "Gits."

A/N: So this was just something I wanted to try. Plus I just really like this song and it really makes me think of Remus. Tell me if you liked this and I'll write a couple more ones like this.

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