Remus
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It was, well, he wasn't sure yet what it was.
He felt hot and flushed and oddly prickly.
It was something animal.
Oh, God, Remus let out a groan.
It must be the transformation.
The wolf was creeping in earlier than usual, maybe.
It probably liked the smell of Ferox, or it caught the scent of his nasal.
Did wolves eat cats?
Only good beasts a dead beast.
That's what Darius told him.
At the time, Remus had felt it was a little unfair.
After all, he'd never actually hurt anyone.
Dumbledore wouldn't let that happen.
He definitely didn't want to hurt anyone either, except occasionally Snape, and that was just normal, wasn't it?
Perhaps Remus was more dangerous than he thought he was.
He'd learnt to control his temper most of the time now, he'd learnt to control his magic.
He just had to learn to control whatever this was, too.
When James, Sirius, and Peter returned, Remus had made up his mind.
I've had a think, he started.
No wonder you needed to lie down, Sirius smirked.