A small paved road in Diagon Alley leads to Potter's Herbs and Misc., where Remus Lupin buys his (surprise, surprise!) herbs and miscellaneous wizarding supplies every weekend. Only one day, he's met with a rather vexatious surprise of cigarette smoke and dreamy grey eyes waiting for him by the name of Sirius Orion Black.

lonely and outcast by his classmates, Remus wishes on a Moonshadows for a friend who understands him. To his amazement his wish is answered his wish is answered not once, but three times by his former enemies, the Marauders. This does not belong to me this fanfiction belongs to Moonshine. Please go support the original at fanfiction.net.

"This is a bad idea," Remus breaths. "That's what makes it so good," Sirius replies huskily.

❝somtimes i think you are a human hiding in a dog's body.❞ ❇ with his best friends dead, sirius black feels that he truly has nowhere to go. lonely and abandoned, he becomes a dog, and roams the streets aimlessly, drowning himself in his pain and agony. but when he falls sick after eating leftover food from the dustbin, he is picked up and taken to a shelter. there, he is met with kindness he never knew, especially by a certain employee by the name of remus lupin. ❇ timeline ; marauders post war au ; 1981-

The Marauders are starting their fifth year at Hogwarts; Remus is starting with a massive scar across his face - a byproduct of the increasing severity of his furry little problem, which is a definite cause for concern despite his insistence that it it's fine. Sirius is starting with the memories of a certain morning at 12 Grimmauld Place in August: memories that he might not ever forget, yet is desperate to cloak underneath the facade that every is fine at home and that he and his parents just sometimes encounter minor disagreements. James is starting his fifth year, yes, but more importantly, he is starting phase five of his plan to woo Lily Evans: somehow his friends seem doubtful that he might succeed, but James, being James, is in no lack of confidence. And Peter, well, Peter is starting to wonder just why he puts up with these people, and if he should really be feeling sorry for Lily Evans, and maybe if he should have asked to have been sorted into Hufflepuff.