the night unfolded normally in the marauders’ dormitory. sirius and james were arguing about who could stay upside down on a broom the longest, peter was trying to focus on his reading despite the noise, while remus laughed at the situation.

however, remus had forgotten something extremely important that night: it was a full moon.

as soon as the moon began to rise, remus felt anxiety coursing through his body. little by little, the pain set in. he had to leave… now.

noticing this, you approached him, concern evident on your face.

“remus?”

the brunet lifted his gaze, his slight curls falling over his forehead, which glistened with cold sweat. his body felt like it was burning, and he was slightly hunched on the bed, trying to hide his pain. his breathing was labored as the tension in his muscles grew stronger and more agonizing with the transformation drawing closer.

“help me get out…” remus pleaded in barely a whisper.