REWRITTEN! The Truth Untold

Chapter Twenty

**This chapter was a fucking nightmare to write but I got it finalized...I didn't edit the last...500 words I think?? So if there are any mistakes please let me know. I've been getting lazy with these edits so I apologize about that.***

James was eating breakfast when Frankie came down looking more refreshed than James thought he had any right to be. All he had to show for his drunk night was the dark bags under his eyes.

"Do I have you to thank for putting me in bed with that thing that passes as a human?" Frankie asked

"Oh no that was all you. You practically insisted on it."

"He snores when he's drunk. I don't mean like a soft snore, I mean like a monster snore. I think he learned it from all those creatures he studies."

"If I ever have to share his bed I will make sure to hide the liquor." James said, "So Harry talks about you a lot."

"I'd hope so I am his fun uncle." Frankie said with a grin, "We used to hold sleepovers at least once a month, sometimes more especially after he was attacked."

"He spends Full Moons with you doesn't he?"

"When he shifts, yes. He spends his free time with the pack too especially when Henry is out of the country, Harry doesn't like to be alone. Well he likes to be alone, just not alone."

"What was he like? I mean Henry told me a few things of course, but he's a bit biased."

"What? You don't think I am?" Frankie asked smirking

"Yeah but you have the uncle's perspective he has the parent one. They are very different."

"That's true." Frankie poured his tea and took a small tentative sip before answering, "He was spoiled and loved and happy and believe it or not he didn't care to learn a single thing that was on anything except the moon or space or creatures. Those were his favorite subjects. He was smart but he didn't use it that much as a kid."

"It's always the moon with that one. Even as a baby." James said looking down at his mug, "He was obsessed with the thing, I never understood it."

"I remember Harry was jealous of us because the moon changed us, but didn't change him. He threw the biggest tantrum when he was three when he realized, in his words, the moon liked us more than it liked him."

"He did not."

"Oh he did. He threatened to run away and be raised by real wolves if we didn't help make the moon like him. Thus we began to camp outside every night except the night before, during, and after the Full Moon. Harry eventually realized those three nights were important so we let him camp out the night before sometimes or the night after other times. Then he realized the full moon was the important one. That's when he started in on us about camping out on a Full Moon night."

"And you caved." James said

"Eventually. Unfortunately. He agreed for it to be only the one night and if he didn't shift, which he wouldn't of course, then he'd drop it. One night was all it took."

"We don't fault you guys at all you know. Charlie got out on the Full Moon three times before he fully understood how dangerous it was and after that another two times because he wanted to help too. Ariel did it I want to say three times in total. Remus never got dangerously close to them and even if he had we'd have been able to stop anything from happening, but the fact they were outside at all paranoid us all. We'd lock everything five times, double check every passageway, but they still found a way."