The Marauders were nearing the end of their first year at Hogwarts, and while most of the student population was rejoicing with the prospect of leaving school for a few months, two particular Gryffindors were dreading it.
People deal with impending loathsome events in a variety of ways. Sirius Black, for example, was prone to become more moody and quick tempered than normal. He would quickly become frustrated during class when a spell wouldn't work right away and picked fights, usually with Snivellus, at any given opportunity. It was not the most constructive or moral outlet, but it was effective.
Adelaide Fawley, on the other hand, acted. She acted completely and utterly unfazed by the inevitably deplorable summer ahead of her— part of her hoped that if she acted it out long enough it would become true. The only detectable difference in her demeanor was that she had become uncharacteristically quiet and withdrawn. She didn't brood quite like Sirius, but her presence in conversations noticeably diminished more and more with every day leading up to their eventual departure.
However, while she became more and more withdrawn from socialization, her mind was active as ever and she became nearly obsessive with a side project she had been working on for some months.
After the reveal of Remus's lycanthropic condition, she made it her personal mission to learn anything and everything about the condition itself and to try to find a way to help him. Surely, there had to be something out there that would make the whole matter less awful.
She, as a rule, hated the school library— it was too quiet and reminded her too much home— but for Remus's sake, she visited it nearly every day, pouring through book after book, trying to see if there was something, anything, that would prove useful.
Then, while reading rather dense text regarding magical beasts, she came across something. According to 'Living with Lycanthropy', werewolves, almost exclusively, attacked humans. Animals, or humans in an animagus form, were unlikely to be targeted and could not be infected if bitten at a full moon.
or humans in an animagus form
Animagus
That was the solution. It was the furry little solution to Remus's furry little problem.
If they couldn't help him in human form... they could take the form of something else.
There were only two obstacles with this solution. First, being that she was 11 years old, an exceptionally clever eleven-year-old according to her professors, but still too young to have any clue how to even begin to become an animagus. The second, was that Loony Lupin would have an absolute fit if she ever tried to become one for his sake.
If she was going to overcome these obstacles she would indubitably need some help. So, naturally she decided to call upon Sirius, knowing that her ill-tempered friend could certainly use the distraction— also, he was the most likely of anyone to say yes to her crazy plans.
The next day, she and the boys were walking to their next class, Herbology, when she pulled Sirius aside from the others. "Sirius," she whispered. "I have something I need your help with."
He gave her a quizzical look, assuming the matter she spoke of was of a mischievous nature.
"I think I found a way to help Remus with his... furry little problem," she said as quiet as she could.
Sirius's eyebrows shot up. "What? What do you mean?"
"You know how Minnie can become a cat?" she said reminding him of Professor McGonagall.
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The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black
Fanfiction"Words, Black. Words and sentences..." Adelaide Rose Fawley, member of the sacred 28, The Pureblood Princess, heiress to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Fawley. She grew up amongst the proud, noble, and prejudiced, raised to conform to the belie...