Running with the Wolves

Awakening

I decided that the Pictures will have nothing to do with the Chapter. I'll just spam you with Wolf Pictures.

Remus groaned and opend his Eyes. He felt weak and sick and ... allright, what did he fight tonight? He felt like overrun by the Knight Bus and his Body was covered in scratches and bites.

"What ... what happend?"

A Voice, familiar and strange together, answered with a chuckle.

"Your Wolf fought for your Life, Lupin. Nearly killed two of my Packmates and Injured my Wife. Respect. Who taught him how to fight?"

Remus stared. For a Moment, he had thought Sirius was sitting on the Edge of his Bed in the Hospital Wing, but as he blinked, he saw the Scars on the Cheekbone and over the left Eye of this Man, his Hair was short and his Eyes a darker tone of Grey. But his Smile was the same, wild and careless, only his Eyes telling that he knew about the Responsibilities he carried. Remus knew his Name instandly.

"Regulus?!"

The Man smirked so much like Sirius.

"Yes. Listen, I know you have Questions, but please, answear me first. Why are you here?"

It was Remus' Wolf who answered the Question.

"Fled. Couldn't take it anymore. No Job, no Home, no Sirius ...."

He stopped, but Regulus smiled softly.

"It's okay, I know what happend. Tell me."

Remus sighed. Then shook his Head. He felt the burning Wrath of the Wolf fighting his Control over the Monster.

"I don't trust you. You are supposed to be dead. Your Story first!", he demanded, even if his Wolf wasn't okay with it.

Remus didn't know why, but his inner Wolf wanted to trust this Man with his Life and all his Secrets. He wanted to curl up under his Protection and be safe. His Wrath was now directed at Remus, who wouldn't allow that. And Remus? He was tired out from the fight and the Transformations and ... everything. But Regulus nodded.

"Allright, I tell you. But first, you eat something. That should calm your Wolf down."

Remus felt his Eyes slowly growing to the Size of Plates. Regulus seemed to know exactly what was going on inside him.

"You ... you are one of us?"

Regulus sighed and decided to answear the Questions he saw in the Amber colored Eyes of the Wolf. He called for one of the Houseelves who lived in the Building and ordered Food and a Healing Potion for Remus. The older Wolf was hurt and sick. 

"Listen, Remus. You will eat and take some Potions for healing and nutritions. No, no protest. You are sick and your Wolf is on Edge. We need to make sure you both feel safe before I sit down and tell you a long Story."

Remus wanted to ask, but then the Scent of Food filled the Air and his Wolf let only one thought in his Head: Food! He was starved and could only manage a thankfull smile towards Regulus before he dug into his Food.