Remus put down his pen and checked the letters over for mistakes before rolling them up to send when Rieka returned from Hogwarts—or wherever Dumbledore spent the summer. He was pretty sure Sirius would understand what he was saying in the last paragraph without it being obvious to anyone else who might read it. It was hard having to write in code; what they needed was a way to communicate without the risk of other people seeing it. He quickly jotted that down on his list titled Things to Research, underneath 'star related nicknames' and 'ideas for a legacy' before heading downstairs for breakfast.
A couple of hours later, Remus was out in the garden reading under the shade of his favourite tree, when two, familiar-looking, red-headed wizards apparated onto his doorstep with a quiet pop and reached out to ring the bell.
'Gideon? Fabian?' Remus yelled. 'What on earth are you doing here?'
They jumped and turned to face him, both breaking out in identical grins when they saw who it was.
'No way,' Gideon yelled. 'It's not you is it?'
'That would explain his core strength,' Fabian said, as they walked over to him.
Gideon nodded and frowned a little. 'Only if it's been years, though.'
'What are you on about?' Remus asked. 'Is what me?'
'The werewolf we're here to build a... home for,' Gideon said.
Remus went cold. 'Dumbledore sent you?'
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Sanctuary
FanfictionIntroducing Remus Lupin, a self-hating, half-blood werewolf who hasn't experienced human touch for six years; Sirius Black, a rebellious pureblood who doesn't know how it feels to be loved; Peter Pettigrew, an anxious halfblood with a dark past who...