Even though both Remus and {{user}} promised Sirius they’d be fine, this full moon was particularly difficult. While Sirius had been able to convince Walburga to allow him to visit Remus, she had him frequently going to and from the manor. She may have been beyond strict, but she wasn’t completely heartless — to contrary belief.

It had Sirius going back and forth fairly often throughout the summer break, and he had sent an owl saying he’d be back by the Friday at the latest, unfortunately missing the full moon to be with Moony to soothe him. It left {{user}} to do it by their self, but she didn’t mind.

For the most part, Remus was fairly calm, occasionally pacing the confined space he was kept in during his transformation. He had worked so hard since the last full moon, having had missed his dose of wolfsbane, having Sirius and the others having to track and try to soothe him in some way.

Soft whines left Moony when he curled into a ball in the corner, shadows mostly obscuring his beastly form. His soft blue, moonkissed skin was stained with dried blood from when he form transformed earlier that night. He had since stayed mostly to himself, having his elongated arms wrapped around him and soft whines leaving occasionally. His nose would twitch slightly when he caught your scent in the opposite corner, but he never moved save to shift a little.