Twilight {-Remus Lupin x Reader-}

10: What the fu-

{-11th OCTOBER 1975-}
{-Y/N L/N-}

The next morning, James, Peter and Sirius came downstairs without Remus.

"Where is he?" I asked, as soon as they sat down.

"Hospital Wing," James answered, a bit too fast.

"Will I be able to see him?"

"No."

"He's very ill."

"It's contagious."

"Do you three not have it then? You're with him all the time," I raised my eyebrow.

Their eyes widened as they exchanged nervous glances.

I leaned forward, banging the table with my fist.

"What is wrong with Remus? Actually wrong with him?"

"We can't tell you," Peter winced.

"Why not?!"

"Because he thinks you'll hate him if you know!" James yelled back.

"But I won't! Nothing could make me hate him, and he knows that, so just tell me!"

"That's what we think too! We said the same thing when he wouldn't tell us!" Sirius defended. "But he's scared! He really likes you, and he doesn't anything to change. Please. He'll tell you when he's ready."

Honestly, I was shocked by the sincerity in their eyes.

I sighed. "Fine. Sorry for bothering, I just... I want to help."

"Yeah, so do we," Peter mumbled.

{---}

Remus didn't turn up for the rest of the day, and I couldn't visit him in the Hospital Wing.

It was bed time, and I was still worried.

"Calm down, babycakes," Tonks said, looking at herself in the mirror as she tested a few different looks. "He's probably just got the flu."

"You didn't see him yesterday. He looked so ill, like he was dying."

"Aww, are you worried about your boyfwiend?" She morphed herself into Remus and put on a deep voice.

"Look at me, Y/n, aren't I sexy? Oh, look at my sexy, sexy scars!"

I laughed, chucking a pillow at her. "Shut up! I'm genuinely scared for him." I sighed, "I think I'm gonna go for a walk." I pulled my robe over my pajamas and grabbed my wand.

"Don't get killed!" She called after me, deciding on cyan hair with purple eyes.

I kept the light of my wand low, avoiding Filch or any of the teachers at all cost. I slipped out of the castle and wandered closer to the Forbidden Forest.

What could possibly be wrong with Remus? What could make him so terribly ill? And why would it make me hate him?

I flinched, snapping out my thoughts as a loud, echoing howl came from somewhere nearby.

"Nox," I whispered, hearing a great number of footsteps growing closer.

Suddenly, they appeared.

Three- no, four animals, racing out of the forest. A stag, a dog, a rat and a wolf.

I screamed, stumbling away from the quartet of creatures. All four rounded at me, looking at me with curiosity.

I blinked, and in the place of the deer, was James Potter.

"Y/n! Get out of here, quick!"

"Wha-? James, you-" Everything clicked. "You're an animagus! And--" I looked at the black dog, with his grey, human eyes, the rat, with his pale blond hair and the wolf, with his familiar scars.

"You're all the Marauders! The Marauders are animagi!"

Suddenly the wolf began to growl.

"Remus?" I stepped closer.

"Don't! He's a werewolf!"

"A what?!"

Remus bared his teeth, taking a step closer. I stumbled away, pointing my wand forward. James transfigured back into a deer, and the three stepped in between us.

At that moment, he pounced, leaping over his friends and landing on me.

Only, I managed to escape. Using one of my secrets.

{-SIRIUS BLACK-}

Prongs plowed into Moony, throwing him away from Y/n.

Until we realised she wasn't there.

Peter turned back into a human. "Where'd she go?"

Just then, a large black bat swooped down infront of our noses.

I switched back to myself. "What the fuck?! You're an animagus too!"

Moony returned to his feet, and Peter switched back into a rat.

I pointed up at Y/n's flying figure. "We are talking about this later! Stick around!"

At that, I transformed back into a dog and we lead Remus back into the forest. For the rest of the night, she stuck around, either floating nearby, or occasionally perched in a tree, as her ordinary self.

As the night grew lighter, we brought him back to the Shrieking Shack. We all gathered around him as he transformed back into himself. We guided him to the bed, and he began snoring softly.

That's when the bat flew down from the ceiling, and Y/n sat infront of us.

"Right. You're gonna explain everything and you're gonna do it nice and quick."

We all transfigured back into ourselves.

"First, how did Remus become a werewolf? He wasn't born one, was he? Although, that'd explain the 'Werewolf McWerewolf-y' name."

"He was bitten, when he was five."

"Merlin," she whispered. "What about you three? When did you become animagi?"

"When did you?" I countered.

"I asked you first."

"Our second year, when we found out," James explained. "We didn't want him to be alone every month like this."

She looked at his shivering figure on the bed and sighed.

"What about you?" I asked, raising my head.

"My dad. He doesn't know much about magic. He was terrified when he found out about wizardry and Mum was a goner. To prepare me, he taught me Latin, he watched all the wizard-y films and he taught me how to do, well, that."

There was silence for a while, aside from the occasional whimpers and snores from Remus.

"You can't tell anyone," James said at last.

She scoffed. "Merlin, who do you think I am? Of course I won't!" She looked at him with a soft smile. "I really care about him."

Yeah, the same way he 'really cares' about you.