Who are you ?
It was now the morning, the sun was at the start of it rise, the birds were slowly starting to sing as they just awoke a few minutes ago, the sweet peace of the early hours of the morning were slowly fading as the nature was peacefully waking up, as did Remus.
He was slowly waking up, taking in his surroundings as the events of the night before slowly came back in his mind; the full moon, him wandering all around in the forest to try to make the time pass faster, the attack of the dementor who had nothing to do there at all in the first place and finally the poor little cub who had to witness the emotionless creature attack. Now that he was thinking about it about, it came to his mind that they were still with him. Their pack was surely searching for them, but he couldn't let them go in the state they were last night and something about them didn't feel right. He needed to find out what was going on with them. -Maybe it just me that is imagining things. But I need to be sure of it- For now, he needed to see if they were alright, the rest was going to wait.
But as he was going to check on them he was surprised to see that, instead of the little cub that he fell asleep with last night, was now a little girl with dark brown chocolate baby hair that were dirty like they never have been washed in all her short life, that he could only guess to be not longer then 3 years, she had a slim face and even just by the look of it, her body had the same characteristics, which was only making worry even more. It was almost like she never eaten or drank anything in her life, but it was impossible as she would be dead be now if it has been the case. But even with that in mind you could ask yourself the question as you could see her bones through her thin skin. While in his contemplation, it suddenly occurred to him that ,whoever that was in charge of this little girl, they were either worried sick about her because something happened to her and they, obviously, can't find. Or, she's in that state because that same person, mistreated her, or worse; abused her...
He was now hoping with all his heart to be wrong, that there was a reasonable explanation that would prove him wrong. But he knew that it was most likely going to be the hard and heartbreaking one that was going to be the solution at the end. But either way, he needed more information to have the answers at this question and he could only obtain them by asking her a few questions when she will be awake.
In the meantime he looked at her to make sure his suspicions were right about her identity. Which was confirmed when he checked her head, revealing a large cut at the back of it. Realisation washed over him, "Why you? You're so young and innocent, you don't deserve this! Your life has just begun and you're already cursed..." he mumbled under his breath while looking at her with a painful look in his eyes as he was thinking about what will be like her life. It's then occured to him that, she was surely freezing as he could feel her quiver on his side with each breeze.
Slowly he took off his vest wrapping it around her the most smoothly he could to not wake her up, once they were warmly wrapped in his vest he couldn't help but let a small smile crept it way on his face at the sight of her warmly snuggled in his vest that looked so big on her. It could easily be misinterpreted for a blanket, with only her little head coming out of it. With even more softness that he has used since the beginning, he cautiously picked her up in his arms placing her against him in a way that his whole body was now making a shield between her and the rest of the world as he was making his way through the forest, in direction of his quarter at Hogwarts.
Once they got to his quarter, he layed her on his couch covering her little body with the warmer cover he could find, taking the time to time her in, and smiled when she snuggled in her little cocoon in her sleep. He then started to search for the injury on her head and closed it with a spell that ms Pomfrey has used countless times on him when she was treating him, after a full moon that he was in enough bad shape that James and Sirius had to brought him at the infirmary, which was almost each time. And with the time and enough for practice as known as himself, he learned it perfectly.
After he closed her wound and made sure that she would be okay for the moment, he got out of his quarter, locked the door with a spell to make sure that she would be safe and leaved to Dumbledore's office. Once there, he headed towards the staircase, said clearly to the gargoyle the password "Acids Pop", stepped on the first step and waited for it to finish it ascension. Once he got there he was greeted by Dumbledore himself that was about to leave "Remus, what a surprise! What are you doing here?" He said while stood infront of him with a smile on his face that you could interpret like the most enigmatic you could see in your life, "Well I have something that I would like to share with you that would require a few minutes of your time if that doesn't bother you professor" "Remus, how many times do I have to tell you? We are friends now, you never bother me and please call me Albus. But that isn't the reason of your visit so what is it that you came here to tell me?" Answered Dumbledore which made Remus show a shy smile and lower the head has he perfectly knew that his old professor was right like always "pardon me pro-Albus, it became a reflex with the years, I will work on it. I wanted to talk to you about something that happened to me yesterday " he responded to his old teacher. Earnings a chuckle, who was quickly replaced by an expression of concern after seeing the look on the face of the young professor "What is it?"
And with that, Remus started to explain the events of the previous night, only telling him the important parts, leaving the rest between him and the little girl that stayed in his dorm, while the expression Dumbledore was showing just grew more and more concerned as he got through his story. Once he was done with that, a tensed silence settled in the room. While he was taking in all the events of the previous night that he never really took the time to assimilate, it was the headmaster that broke the silence "And where is she now ? I hope you didn't leave her alone in the Forbidden forest with all the dementor around ?!?" This question left the younger professor stunned, wondering how could he think of him like someone like this, until he raised his head to look him in the eyes and was meet with the playful glint that he saw so many time in his young years, when the old professor was trying to release the atmosphere in the room, which was once more, like in the old time working and made him much more relax as a smile crept it way on his face.
"No Albus, don't worry. She is sound asleep on my couch". The old headmaster had now a warm smile plastered on his face at the sound of it "About that, it brings me back to what I wanted to ask you" "well what is it ?" " I was wondering if I could-" " Yes, you can take a few days to deal with the situation Remus. It was what you wanted to ask, don't you ?" "Well, yes, but also-" before the poor man could even prononce one more sound, a suitcase appeared at his side. The shocked expression that he was now showing was soon replaced by a grateful smile as he looked at his old professor
" She is around the size of a 2 years old if I'm not wrong. I added my little touch on the clothes, hopes she's gonna like it" He retorted with a playful look glistening in his eyes and a knowing smile that was hidden by an uncertain expression plastered on his face. "Thank you Albus" was the only answer he could manage to get out, obtaining a nod from the man "Now go, I think that someone needs you" he said leading him towards the door, " Oh and Remus, one more thing before you go" he said as he stopped at the staircase of his office, "Yes?" " Remember that nothing is impossible in our world" And with that he pronounced the password making the staircase to go down leaving him completely confused.
-What did he wanted to say by that ? Oh, how I hate it when he does that. Like everyone is in his head. What does that even mean ?- Now arrived at the door of his quarter, he put his thoughts aside, focusing on his present situation and removing his locking spell.
Opening the door, without looking in the room, he brang the suitcase in, raising his gaze toward the room, which immediately after fell on the couch, only to find it empty. He froze on place -Where is she ?!?- He closed the door the fastest he could, so fast to that he jumped at the sound of it shutting close or maybe it was because of how tensed he was, himself wasn't sure which one it was, but he didn't had the time to think about that as his mind started to race like an hamster in his wheel. A million thought were now running in his mind per second -Where is she ? What happened? Did she got out? Maybe Sirius kidnapped her, but it's so unlike him, like betraying James... No! It's not the time to think about that! Why isn't she here? What if Snape found her ? Maybe she got out of the room and she can be anywhere by now. What if she's out there? If a dementor got her... Oh god she's surely terrified...-