Wolfstar Oneshots

15. Sound of Music

Remus always had an odd connection with God. He wasn't quite sure that there was anyone listening to his prayers, but he felt as if someone was there, comforting him from some far off heaven. Although, sometimes he felt as if the world had screwed him over, and then it was just nice to have some higher power to blame for his misery.

In any case, he didn't expect the lord to send him on a wild goose chase to find a job outside of the monastery, especially not requested from the Abbot himself. So that's how he found himself in front of a wildly expensive mansion that was worth more than Remus himself.

Sighing, Remus walked up the long pathway. He was slightly disturbed with the amount of statues and hedges that crowded the dirt drive, but continued to walk up the dirt pathway. He clasped the bronze knocker and knocked three times on the door.

" Hello, I'm Mr. Kreacher. I'm the butler at the Black Family Manor."

" Nice to meet you, Mr. Kreacher. I'm Remus Lupin."

" Yes I know. Mr. Black has been expecting you, although I'm not sure you'll stay very long."

" What was that?"

" Oh, nothing. Follow me this way."

The butler led Remus into the foyer, which was dark and smelled like wilting flowers. Portraits hung around the deeply colored walls.

" Wait here please. Mr. Black will be with you shortly."

Remus looked around in mild disgust at the horrid decor inside the stuffy air.

" Horrific, isn't it?"

Remus whipped around to see a man with long, dark hair and a 5 O'clock shadow dusting his face. He was wearing a formal suit, but he didn't seem to be enjoying the tight fitting getup.

" Go ahead, say it. I don't like it anymore than you do, perhaps even more. I've been trying to redecorate for years now, but I haven't gotten any inspiration."

" Ah, I see. Well, I'm just here for the children, unfortunately, and not decor expertise, although it's obvious you need some."

Sirius chuckled softly, " You're right. I'll get the kids now."

He reached for something out of his pocket. It was metallic and tube shaped; he brought it to his lips and it let out a shrill scream. The sound of marching footsteps pattered down over the creaky floorboards.

A line of children marched up to where Remus and Mr. Black were standing .

" Children, this is your new caretaker, Remus. Tell him you names and ages."

The first child stepped up.

" Phoebe, 16"

Followed by the second.

" Perseus, 14"

" Elara, 13"

" Atlas, 11"

" Lyra, 10"

" Cordelia, 7"

" Pandora, 5"

Remus stared in awe at the number of children standing in front of him. He tried not to think of the amount of intercourse needed to have this many babies, and instead tried to think of the gift of life that God had given this man.

"And what beautiful children you have."

Sirius let out a smile that seemed oddly forced , " Yes, I am so lucky to have them. Anyway, I have very important business to attend to. Kids, BEHAVE." The last word rang ominous through the air, it even gave Remus the chills. Mr. Black left the room with the slam of a door and left the kids and Remus alone to their own devices.