When The Full Moon Rises - {A Remus Lupin Love Story}

Detours and Detentions

Remus's P.O.V

If there's one thing I know about life with the Marauders: it's that calm is a bad thing and should be discouraged and avoided at all costs. What I am trying to tell you is, after a week or so going by with no chaos or pranks, my friends were growing bored.

James needed something to do or he would whine and complain about everyone to anyone - sometimes it was scary.

Sirius needed excitement or he would become as hyperactive and restless as a puppy that had missed it's morning walk.

Trinity needed a task to keep her mind busy, she seemed to never stop, and she couldn't seem to function without a project to work on.

Peter just liked doing things with us.

I enjoyed the time I spent with my friends, and couldn't have asked for a better bunch of people to be stuck with, but sometimes I wondered where our antics would lead us ... and if any of those places would be as fun and enjoyable as the harmless pranks we pulled around Hogwarts.

Anyways, it was after a long, droning lecture in History of Magic when the group finally acknowledged our unanimous boredom.
"Let's do something fun!" Sirius laughed, "It's much too boring around here."
"Yeah, let's go explore, I'm sure there's hundreds of passageways to explore around here, my dad says he found a load while he was at Hogwarts!" James agreed, his eyes already scanning the surrounding area for a tunnel to go down.
"Oi, Trinity, get over here, we have a plan!" I yelled for a final member, who detached herself from Evans and Lightwood to come and join us, the mischievous grin we knew all too well already making its way on to her face.
"We're going to explore!" Peter exclaimed, his chubby face lighting up in a grin.

"Wait a second, we were just by Charms, how did we come out by the library?" I asked, confused.
We had been exploring secret passages all around the school for ages, and still couldn't find any sort of pattern to remember them all.
"Magic, Rem, hate to break it to you, but we go to a school for witchcraft and wizardry." Trinity said, smirking at me and then making a note of the passage we had just taken.
"Right, yes, magic." I agreed, before we set off in another direction.

Trinity's P.O.V

Sooner than we all hoped, a loud bell in the distance alerted us that curfew had begun.
"We missed dinner," Peter muttered sadly, his stubby hands placed on his stomach.
"Yeah, well as soon as we've found the kitchens, we can have dinner." James said, trying to lift the blond boy's spirits.

But of course we didn't get nearly as far as the kitchens that night.

Almost fifteen minutes later, we emerged in the trophy room, I made a note of the direction we had come from in my notebook and we were about keep on walking when a triumphant voice sounded out behind us,
"Little firsties out of bed. How about that?!" Peeves the Poltergeist blew a raspberry in our faces as he sat cross legged in mid air.
"Oh no ... we're done for!" I hissed, which only made Peeves laugh harder.
"OH FILCHIE!!! I HAVE SOME FIRST YEARS UP IN THE TROPHY ROOM FOR YOU TO DESTROY!!!" He yelled before whizzing away with an evil cackle.
"Why that little bu-" Sirius started to say, but I cut him off, we had to make a quick getaway.

James's P.O.V

Apparently, the Hogwarts caretaker is faster than he looks, or at least that was the only thought running through my head as we all trailed after him miserably, as he muttered several horrible sounding punishments to his creepy cat: Mrs ... Doris? No, that's not right, oh yeah, Mrs Norris.

We arrived is his broom cupboard of an office and stood there silently, although Trinity and Sirius kept giving each other knowing looks, as if they knew what the other was thinking ... creepy twins.

"Names?" The balding caretaker asked us, quill poised in hand.
"Sirius Black,"
"Trinity Black,"
"Remus Lupin,"
"James Potter,"
"Peter Pettigrew,"
We all said our names, and Filch wrote each one down, his scary smile growing by the second.
"Right then, punishments, I think a detention should do you all good, but from my records, it won't be your first." He said.
It was true, we had all been in detention at least once, and it didn't really make a difference, I mean, making us clean a cauldron each was supposed to stop us pranking? Yeah, as if.
"You are to report to Professor Mcgonagall's office tomorrow at 5pm, don't be late." He sneered and we dashed out of the office, sprinted into the common room and collapsed onto the sofa.
It had been an eventful evening, to say the least.

Sirius's P.O.V

5 o'clock seemed to come all too soon, and before we knew it the five of us were dragging our feet to Mcgonagall's office, small complaints and groans escaping our throats the closer we got. Remus knocked on the door, and it opened almost immediately, with the stern teacher glaring at us on the other side.
"In, sit, don't talk." She instructed, and we did so with no complaint, at first.
My sister took a deep breath and looked up at the witch before saying,
"You know, Professor, I think this has all been blown out of proportion, I mean, we were only
fifteen minutes after curfew, and we weren't doing anything against the rules ... apart from being out after curfew."
"Yeah, come on, Minnie, give us a break, you know you love us really," I added, and both of us gave her our best puppy dog eyes, which, if I do say so myself, are pretty persuasive.
She arched one eyebrow, and said nothing, but handed each of us a piece of parchment, a quill and some ink and wrote on the blackboard 'I must not stay out after curfew'. This was going to be a long evening.

A/N - So, hey, guys, it's been a while. But you know, I'm here now *cue cheering audio in background*. I've been kinda busy with homework and stuff, but I'm going to start trying to update more regularly! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'm not sure about it, so let me know in the comments what you think! See ya soon, toodles!