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Author notes:

Hey all, I am so sorry! but not too sorry, Caz I just got married! And into the blissful honeymoon period of marriage. Could not get the time to open this up at all! Sorry!

Here is the next chapter! Hope you like it!

This story is inspired by 'They didn't know we were seeds' by LucyLuna. Do check it out.

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Chapter 14 - A wolf, a deer, a dog and a rat walk into a magical room...

Running.

He was on a hunt.

He was the Wolf. The alpha predator. The leader of the pack. He took a deep breath. His nose filled with the sweet smell of his prey. Oh, he was so close. So close! He could hear his prey ahead.

He slowed down, he could catch it off-guard. he crouched low over a thick shrub and his body filled with anticipation. His fangs itched. His claws were out and drawing marks on the ground in anticipation. A little closer, just a few more steps... and...

CRASH!

His jump was interrupted midair by strong antlers. As he crashed to the ground, the large animal landed on its feet gracefully and bounded off again. The sound alerted his prey and it too had bounded off. The wolf huffed in annoyance. Now it had to track all over again. It paced in the ground, it's tail swishing through the air. A new smell alerted its nose. He turned sharply to its right. A small rat poked its's head out of the bush. The rat lifted its paw and pointed in the direction to the left.

If a wolf could grin, it would have. The predator laid down, and the rat climbed on and held fast with its tiny paws. The prey was theirs. It howled at the full moon as she showed herself in all her glory, bathing the foliage around in it's beautiful light.

The wolf bounded to the left and found what he was looking for. It was thirsty from all the running and lake was what he needed, and it was what he found. He padded to the bank and lapped up the cool water. The rat too jumped down and went down to the shore.

The wolf stared at the clear water. It was waiting for something to happen.

The back of its neck tingled, and it waited.

It heard the bushes rustle but it waited.

In one split second, it turned and met teeth.

The teeth of death.

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The grim was not used to be hunted. Alight, that was a lie. It was hunted for many years till it died; and now it was being hunted again! He ran and ran and ran. He would not be caught again. He was the color of shadow. Easy to blend in the mid night forest floor. He heard his hunter closing in; the instinct of prey and fear gripped his heart.

And then came his savior. The majestic buck, while young, had a strong head (which everyone knew) and butted the wolf in the face mid jump. The wolf landed a heap, and the stag bounced off again. The grim spared no time. It ran for its life. Around the lake was strong foliage where he could hide.

This time the predator would become the prey. He waited for the wolf. He knew it hated losing its prey. The Grim sat waiting for the wolf to drink water. In one single leap, the Grim sprang from his place and flew at the wolf's neck. The Wolf turned at the last minute to meet his sharp teeth.

The two of them fought for another couple of minutes. If they had any other audience, they would think they were fighting to the death but the stag and the rat that were watching, were not afraid.

Instead, the stag was more exasperated. This was the fifth time that night! He snorted and proceeded to drink from the lake, making sure to point his rump at the two dogs.

The squeak from Wormtail was only a split-second warning that the two were no longer fighting and he held the honor of being the prey.

Two howls also confirmed the same thing. He did what any sane person-animal would do. He ran.

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Wormtail was having the time of his life. He was back to running, carefree and with the people he loved. He loved to climb and hold on as his friends ran. He felt like a cowboy from all those comics of the Mad Muggle. He just seen Padfoot barely escape Moony and hitched a ride on the wolf as he traced back his prey. He was nowhere like the huge monster like creature he had seen when Sirius had broken out of Azkaban. This werewolf looked like a wolf. He was brownish-grey and had small ears. He looked a bit bigger than an average wolf, or so Wormtail thought. His legs were strong, and his body was lithe yet gave off a sense of power. He had the aura of a pack Alpha. He was nothing like the old Remus back in their school. That wolf had suffered at the hands of wizards and was defeated. It had always looked like it was starved of everything. Remus had been scared of it and never gave it power or affection.

Now, Remus had accepted his inner wolf. This wolf knew his pack. He knew his family loved him and would be with him. This wolf was supported by his wizard. It cared little for the prejudice of wizards. This wolf had the memories and strength of an enduring leader.

When they both reached a beautiful crystal-clear lake, Wormtail hopped off the wolf to drink some water. For a few minutes, the only sounds were the soft sounds of the trees and its inhabitants and the gentle lapping of water. Wormtail' s instincts told him they were not alone. He turned towards the wolf and saw he felt it too. He was waiting for the attacker to make a move. With one swift move, the wolf and the dog leapt at each other and began their dog fight.

Wormtail heard hooves behind him and saw the young buck making his way to the lake. The look in his eyes was very familiar. Prongs looked like he wanted to laugh, roll his eyes and head butt the two dogs. Wormtail remembered the few times they had gone on daring walks near the forest before, when James's would look the same way as the wolf and the dog fought.

Prongs being Prongs, made sure to snort loudly and turned his back on the two predators and drink from the lake. He wanted to snicker as the two dogs stopped their fight, Moony's ears in Padfoot's mouth and Padfoot's tail in Moony's. As the two dogs let each other go with a glance and crouched to jump on the buck, Wormtail squeaked and the buck looked up. The buck cantered away, immediately followed by the two dogs.

Wormtail of course, being the wisest of the group, climbed the near by large rock and watch the bushes shake and the night birds squawk in protest of the three large animals roughhousing. Eventually after a long chase and with some close calls for Prongs, they all stumbled back to the lake and collapsed near the banks, panting.

After taking a few minutes to catch their breath, Padfoot got up and pulled something out from one of the tree's hollow and barked excitedly. The other three got up, curious on what he found. Before they reached what was making Padfoot's tail wag so excitedly, they smelt it. Gorgeous heaven-sent food. Roasted meats and meat loaves. An entire roasted chicken and drumsticks. Bread and Cheese. Various fresh, plump vegetables and fruits tied loosely in a blanket. All four of them leapt at the delicious food and chaos reigned for a while.

Padfood and Moony were fighting over the best cut of meat, while growling at Wormtail who kept sneaking bites of the good cuts. Wormtail helped himself to both meat and the vegetables kept and loved the fresh cheese. Prongs was bust munching away on the bowl of fresh oats and some acorns. He loved the juicy grapes, pears and apples, and he had only Wormtail for competition.

Soon, the food was empty, the blanket torn to shreds by the mid-food fights of the two dogs, and all four were found collapsed, tangled on top of each other.

The morning sunshine found Remus trying to unsuccessfully untangle himself from under the other three heavy animals. It was only when Padfoot yelped when Remus managed to step on his tail that the rest woke up. They changed back, washed up at the cool waters of the lake, and got dressed. Remus had never felt better. Usually after his changes, he would be bleeding from so many wounds inflicted by himself, tired out of his mind. Today, he felt so energetic and free. His wolf was satisfied. He remembered he was so hungry all the time before. In his previous life, he honestly did not know when the last time he had fed while being the wolf. Now, he felt free, powerful and happy. He did not even remember changing back from the wolf to wizard.

As they walked out of the door teasing and laughing, Remus looked back the room and felt the energy of Hogwarts hum, like a warm hug. He smiled and silently thanked the room and ran out towards his friends.

When the Marauders finally entered the great hall for breakfast and made their way towards the Gryffindor table, they felt several eyes staring at them. One, of course was Dumbledore. He smiled at them and gave them a small wink. The other was their head of the house, Prof Mcgonagall. She was staring worriedly at Lupin as if he would fall any minute. Next, was Madam Pomfrey. She was staring at Remus too, alternating between happy looks at his totally healthy, laughing face and longing to drag him to the infirmary to give him a once over. The other person who was staring quite subtly though, was Severus. He caught Remus's eye and gave him a small nod before looking away.

Lily was not even pretending to stare. She stood up and waved them over. As soon as they sat down, she rapid fire questioned them on Remus's heath, the room all the while pilling food on Remus's plate. James and Sirius tried to interrupt her while Remus and Peter watched with amusement. It went on and on until Sirius managed to shut her up by stuffing a piece of toast in her mouth.

While she spluttered and worked on swallowing her toast, the boys helped themselves with the food Lily had piled on Remus's plate. A whack to Sirius's head told them Lily was finished eating the stuffed toast.

"Thank you for the food Lily," Remus gently told her before she started her tirade again.

"So, it was ok? Was it enough for all of you?" Lily inquired with a smile.

"Wait, the food was from you?" Sirius asked.

"Sweet Merlin, Remember the room kicking you out? Is this ringing any bells in your head? The room can't create the food on its own," James responded by rolling his eyes.

"Yes Sirius, Severus and I went down to the kitchens and asked the house elves to prepare the food and leave it in the Room of Requirements for you. I guess the room kept it perfectly for you," Lily replied with a fond smile.

Wormtail replied with enthusiasm that almost knocked the jug of pumpkin juice, "oh yes, it was absolutely yummy. Thank you, Lily! You will be doing this every time right?"

Lily laughed and assured him they would, while the rest just shook their head. This was how a full moon should end, they all were thinking. With smiles and laughter. Cheer and happiness. Not hurrying to the hospital wing. Not leaving a bleeding Remus to be found by Madam Pomfrey. Not being able to help Remus more. Every full moon should end like this, and they would make it happen.

Author notes: Hey guys, I might have tweaked a bit about the werewolf transformation and stuff to fit in my logic. In third movie, we saw the werewolf look like a beast, but I think it was starved of affection of its pack, hunger and, also the approval of Remus himself. He saw the Werewolf as a curse and hated it. I wanted Remus to accept his wolf truly and fully here. I hope it made this chapter justice.