MONSTER - A Marauders Story - ✔️ #Wattys2018

~~ Chapter 2 ~~

23th of April, 1977.

Remus opened his eyes and took notice of his surroundings. He's been here many times, but the Shrieking Shack never fails to amaze him. It's actually not that ugly of a house. A bit old, perhaps.
The red curtains stood in sharp contrast with the white bedsheets on the wooden bed. If it weren't a house so close to Hogwarts and still in the middle of nowhere, if it weren't for the torn up bedsheets, curtains, walls and floor, people might think someone actually lives here. Instead it has the reputation of being the most haunted house in the country.

Dumbledore encourages this reputation, for the sake of Remus' and others safety. In fact, according to him, there once was a guy killed there. His ghost still roams the building and kills everyone who comes too close. Because he has no victims, he screams mercilessly every night.

Remus knows this is not true, but still he's glad that this rumor easily spreads, because it keeps people away from him as a werewolf.

It was a full moon tonight, the first light of the white orb already beginning to shine through the with spiderwebs coated window on Remus' right side.

The soon to be werewolf looked outside, as soon as the moon hit his eye, he could feel the transformation happening in the core of his body.

Bones were broken en started reforming, pupils dilating and eyes turning a brownish yellow. Hair started growing out of every pore in his body, his nails started to grow longer and sharper and his feet started becoming paws. His teeth started growing as well, the short white stubs changing into fangs that could tear apart an entire person in seconds.

Remus screamed, the pain was too much to handle. He hated it. He felt as if he was being tore apart; hanged, quartered and beheaded. Unfortunately for him he wasn't beheaded, he had to keep on living in agony, and after that as a monster. A monster who could - and would- kill anyone and anything that crossed his path.

Right before he felt like he was losing control, Remus gave a quick nod to his friends who could barely stand to watch, and then succumbed to the will of the dark wolf within him.

His friend had understood what he meant, changing into their illegal animagi forms, which made the wolf somewhat controllable. They were some kind of pack, a pack consisting out of different types of animals. A pack out of a werewolf, a dog, a stag and a rat. A pack filled with secrets.

When left alone, the wolf would tear up everything in his sight, himself included. Remus would be found in the hospital wing with deep gashes on his arms, legs and even chest. Blood would be all over the floors of the Shack and Remus himself. The clothes that Remus had worn and neatly folded before wolf time would be shattered all over the floor, and so Remus learned to not wear his favorite clothes before a transformation.

When with friends, the wolf would happily play with Sirius, who had taken the form of a large black dog, who had been given the nickname Padfoot. He would also be amazed of Prongs' beauty, who's animagus was a stag, and be curious of Wormtails size and speed, who was a rat. Remus himself would earn the nickname Moony.

Together the four friends, who now called themselves the Marauders, roamed the Hogwarts grounds, and made the infamous Marauders Map entirely on their own, using the knowledge they got from discovering new routes and ways in and around the castle.

After the night, Remus woke up, entirely naked but in the old wooden bed and warmly tucked in. At first he was embarrassed because he was naked, but soon enough he found out that his friends didn't care about that any more than they cared that he was a werewolf, and now he didn't really mind anymore. He kind of liked being taken care of.

Padfoot was with him in the bed, the dog snuggled up to him. Prongs and Wormtail were already awake, and whispering to each other to not wake the two others.

Remus stirred in his sleep and woke up, glad to feel the soft fur of Padfoot against his belly and chest. Because of this the black dog also woke up, and changed back to Sirius, while still laying in Remus' arms.

"Are you feeling okay, Remmy?" Padfoot asked with a deep voice, since he just woke up. Remus wasn't surprised by this question, in fact he liked that he was asked that. It showed him that his friends cared about him. It was also a well known fact that Remus very often felt very bad after transformations.

"Yeah, I feel good. Looks like the wolf wasn't so wild last night," he chuckled. Remus pulled the covers off him and looked at his body. There was not a single scratch wound to be seen.
Oh, how different this is from his transformations before his friends became animagi. He would wake up coated in blood, aching from all the wounds, and spend days in the hospital wing after.
Now, after a quick check up, he was well enough to go to class.

He still can't believe that his friends decided to do something illegal, just to calm the wolf down he becomes every month. But he has to admit that he feels very appreciated, loved and cared for because of it.

Yes, he is very proud to say the least to call these guys his best friends.