Hidden Gems

Chaptered S/R fic starting on a disturbing full moon night during the Marauders' fifth year when one of Remus' transformations goes wrong and Sirius decides to stay with him on his own, not possibly imagining the consequences his decision will have.

Christmas ficlet set during the Marauder's seventh year at Hogwarts, in which Remus wakes up to a rather nice surprise the morning after the last full moon before Christmas. (Implied S/R and J/L)

Set on September 1st, 1971, this ficlet recounts Sirius and Remus' first arrival at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Read about the fears of a young werewolf who longs for acceptance and a pure-blood boy who just wants to find a place where he belongs.

"And on the other side of it," James carried on, "are the phases of the Moon for the same time. Now I dare you to read this and tell me that I'm making things up."``Sirius sighed and reluctantly accepted James' so-called proof. Under the scrutiny of his friend, he spent a few seconds carefully examining it. And when it suddenly hit him, his eyes shot open and frantically perused both sides of the parchment several times, before looking up at his friend, gasping.``"He's a...he's a —"

"Harry Potter had asked special permission to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to leave the castle one evening. It had been a month since the school year had started, and Dumbledore had not been very surprised by his request. He had actually thought that Harry would come to him sooner."

"He was almost there; he knew it. So close and yet so far at the same time. He knew the spell, he knew the incantations by heart; he knew he could do it. There was one thing he did not know, though, and it was the last stage. He still could not grab the shape he was to take..."

"It had been nearly two months since that terrible night of June; two months since the members of the Order had made sure that Harry was on his way to his uncle and auntie's house; two months since everybody else had moved back into Grimmauld Place; two months that Remus Lupin spent every day in his room."

"Remus Lupin was lying awake in bed, on his back with his arms folded under his pillow. It was nearly midnight and he had not managed to shut his eyes for a single minute. He thought everybody around him must have been asleep and it was driving him crazy to know that he surely was the only one still awake."``What could be considered as a quick sequel to my other fic, My Immortal.