#remus is such a dad

[vrtual-puppy]

okay hear me out,

what if Pandora Lovegood was a werewolf and because of that, Luna immediately clocks Remus as one. She doesn't like, immediately, realize that the fact that he is a werewolf, just that he has the same energy/vibe that her mom had. and then after like 30 minutes it clicks into her head and he becomes her favorite teacher after that because of the familiarity between Lupin and her mom.

[cannissmajor]

morning at the lupin cottage ☕️📰

(late remus birthday post)

[honeycaksy]

Childhood friends

Prongs,

I hope you and Lily are doing well. And thank you again for that Polaroid of the boys. They look absolutely adorable. Harry seems to be recovering well after that little injury from a few weeks ago.

Harry and Alphie’s first school year in Hogwarts is fast approaching. Is Harry excited? Alphie hasn’t stopped talking about it on the phone for days. You know, Sirius even told me Alphie has decorated his entire room with Gryffindor banners, despite Regulus advising him to wait until the Sorting Hat actually places him in a house.

That said, I stand by my opinion: giving them the Marauder’s Map for Hogwarts is an absolutely terrible idea. You know exactly what Alphie and Harry are like when they’re together… Just think back to what happened with your signed broom.

Take care, and give my regards to Lily.

– Moony

AU where Regulus’ karma is having a son who happens to be the carbon copy of Sirius: p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5 | p.6 | p.7 | p.8 | p.9 | p.10 | p.11 | p.12

[jeananasartblog]

"If you could switch places with them, would you do it ?" "In a heartbeat" Redraw of this

[remvs-black]

baby wolfstar but it is remus lupin not knowing that people don't usually give cheek kisses to a friend they made yesterday to say "thank you" but touch-starved sirius black being like, you know what? hell yeah

[themanfromeire]

Ma'am, your daughter is not okay. Her favourite trope is found family

[uramakimochi]

LIKE FATHER LIKE SON

James Potter x Reader

WARNINGS: just fluff, FEM!R + use of Y/n, nonVoldemort!au, dilf!James + mamasboy!Harry being protective of their wife/mom and Y/n being done with them lol, Lucius and Draco Malfoy being Lucius and Draco Malfoy.

English is not my first language so feel free to correct me.

"James Fleamont Potter, what is this?"

James looked up from his coffee cup and raised his head to look at you, seeing you waving a paper envelope in front of his eyes.

"A letter?" he asked ironically.

You nodded, placing it in front of his eyes on the table and crossing your arms.

"Uh-uh. And can you tell me who it was sent by?"

James focused his gaze on the elegant writing and logo printed on the envelope.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizard-

When he realized where it was coming from, James had to double check, not having realized the first time and almost spit the coffee on you.

"From Howgwarts?!" he exclaimed, turning sharply towards you.

You nodded.

"It's strange that they called us, they only do it when it's something serious" you murmured worriedly. "What if something happened to Harry?"

James raised his arm to untie your crossed arms and grab your hand.

"Why don't we read what it's about first, mh? Maybe we're just worrying about nothing" he asked, giving you an encouraging smile.

You slowly nodded and James opened the envelope, taking out the letter and reading it on his own first. When you noticed his expression drop, you realized that maybe it really was something serious.

"Oh crap..." he muttered.

"What? What does it say?"

You came up behind him to read the contents of the letter and felt a pang in your heart when you saw what it was about.

"Oh… Oh crap indeed"

When you and James arrived at Hogwarts, some students stared at you strangely but you ignored them and walked to the main door. As soon as you opened it, you were met by Professor McGonagall, who had an expression of concern on her face equal to yours.

"Oh, i'm glad you're here my dears" she said, advancing towards you.

"Minnie, what happened with Harry?" James asked.

"Is he okay?" you continued.

The woman alternated her gaze from you to him in silence for a couple of seconds and then let out a sigh.

"Follow me" she only said, then she turned and walked down the corridor. And the more you and James walked, the more you realized that the road you were on wasn't the one to Dumbledore's office, but the one that led to the hospital wing. You and James exchanged a worried look, but you didn't say anything.

After a few minutes you arrived at the door of the infirmary and before you could enter, Minerva turned to look at you.

"We don't usually call parents, but your presence has been explicitly requested... By Lucius Malfoy himself"

At hearing that name, James didn't help himself from making a groan and rolling his eyes, while you let out a breath through your nose. This was not good.

"Great" James said annoyed.

You placed a hand on his arm and then looked back at her.

"Professor can you tell us what happened, please?"

Minerva gave you a heartened smile. Unlike your husband who always called her by that nickname, you were always more formal towards her and she always appreciated that.

"I was told that Harry and Draco have been involved in an argument a bit… Rough" the woman said cautiously. "Well, they fought after the Quidditch match"

"What?!" you exclaimed.

"Who won?!" James said with hopeful eyes.

You and Minerva turned to look at him unimpressed. James chuckled sheepishly.

"Sorry, wrong question. Harry won, didn't he?"

Minerva ignored him, looking back at you and you rolled your eyes.

"Why is Lucius here?" you asked, crossing your arms.

The teacher let out a small sigh.

"It's nothing new that your sons don't get along, but this time Mr. Malfoy insisted on discussing this situation with the parents of the person who continues to mistreat their child"

"It's not Harry who mistreats him!" James said immediately, already feeling his soul heating up with anger. "It's that brat with gelled hair that keeps provoking him, but unlike Harry, he isn't capable of defending himself!"

"James" you called, trying to calm him down.

Minerva looked at you both with a sympathetic look. It was obvious that she also supported what James said, but as a teacher she had to try to be as neutral as possible and make both students understand that they were wrong. And then, it was better not to go against the Malfoys too much.

"If you want to go, they are waiting for you" the woman only said, indicating the door with a wave of her hand.

You glanced at James and without waiting for his permission, you threw open the door, rushing into the infirmary.

"Harry James Potter!"

Harry jumped from under the covers when he heard your voice echo throughout the hospital wing.

"Crap..." he cursed under his breath.

Hermione, who was sitting in a chair next to his bed, looked at him worriedly. Standing behind her, Ron looked between him and you, terrified.

"Uh-oh. I think your mother is angry, Harry" he muttered and Harry tried to slide under the sheets, as if to hide.

The three Gryffindors saw you advance towards them, followed by James. When you were close to the bed, Hermione stood up instinctively and both she and Ron stepped back, leaving Harry alone in your jaws.

You looked him up and down, crossing your arms and tapping your foot on the floor. Harry and James exchanged a look and as Harry tried to ask him for help with his eyes, not wanting to face your fury, James looked at him with a smirk that seemed to say "You're a goner, kid".

"Mom" he murmured. "I can explain"

"Oh, but i don't need explanations my dear, because i've already been told everything" you replied.

Harry looked down, staying silent and waiting for your next move. Until... With a sigh you leaned towards him and hugged him tightly, stroking his hair with one hand.

"I'm glad you're okay, darling" you murmured.

Harry felt taken aback, but when he looked at James and saw him smile tenderly, he realized there was nothing to worry about and returned the hug. You gave him a couple of kisses on the cheek and then you pulled away and sat next to him on the mattress, leaving the chair to Hermione.

Flick!

"Ah!"

Harry narrowed his eyes when you gave him a little flick on his forehead with your finger and James chuckled.

"That's because you got into a fight" you said in a fake stern tone, but still serious.

Harry nodded solemnly, while Ron and Hermione looked at him in relief. The worst was over.

"Harry" James then said, walking up behind you and placing a hand on your shoulder. "What happened with Malfoy?"

"Darling, we were worried when we got the letter" you continued, covering James' hand with yours. "We thought something serious had happened"

"It's all Malfoy's fault!" Ron exclaimed.

You and James turned to look at him.

"Yes, he was angry because the Slytherins lost the Quidditch match and he taunted Harry as usual" Hermione continued.

You let out a small sigh.

"That little boy will never learn, will he?" you murmured. "He's only good with words. Just like his father"

James looked back at Harry, who hadn't answered his question and had remained silent, his eyes focused on the bedsheets. He was being too silent.

"There's more, isn't there?" your husband asked, getting all of you's attention.

Harry looked at him almost shyly and made a fist with his hand. Yes, there was more, but he didn't have the courage to say it.

"Harry" you called softly and he looked at you. "You can tell us everything. You know that, right?"

Harry exchanged glances with Ron and Hermione, who knew exactly what Harry wasn't going to say. She gave him a small smile of encouragement and he mouthed "Tell them" with his lips. Your son hesitated, but after a few seconds he took a breath and told the truth.

"Malfoy insulted you, mom"

You immediately felt James' hand tighten on your shoulder.

"Oh Harry-" you tried to say, but he continued.

"He called you a mudblood and he said you didn't deserve to be in the world and other stupid things"

You fell silent, but James had the opposite reaction as you.

"He said what?!"

You continued to look at your son, who huffed.

"I know you always tell me that Malfoy's words aren't worth listening to and you're right. But this time i couldn't resist, i'm sorry. I couldn't let him say those things about you"

You let out another small sigh, but then smiled slightly. You leaned towards him and caressed his cheek with one hand, gently running your thumb over the patch on the bridge of his nose.

"Harry, sweetheart. I appreciate you standing up for me, i really do. But i've learned not to care about what the Malfoys and those who think the same say about me, by now. And even if there's always you and dad, i can handle myself when i want too, anyway" you said, making him smile. "But i don't want you to get in trouble for my name again, okay? You need to prove that you're better than that"

When he nodded slowly, you raised the pinky of your free hand.

"Promise me" you ordered softly.

Harry intertwined his pinky with yours, murmuring a "I promise" and you gave him a small kiss on the forehead, while Hermione watched the scene tenderly.

"Well well well, here's the whole family reunited"

You all turned towards the new voice and both Harry and James clenched their fists when they saw Malfoy and Malfoy Jr behind him. James didn't say it out loud, but he was proud on the inside to see that Draco looked worse than Harry. He deserved it.

"Potter" Lucius said looking at James, raising his cane. "I hope you are willing to apologize to me for your son's unruly behavior"

James crossed his arms.

"None of us will apologize, because YOUR son only got what he deserved"

"And yet he only told the truth" Lucius continued, shifting his gaze to you and you glared at him. "And i'm not surprised that your son is raised this way, when his mother is nothing more than a filthy, unworthy mudblood. Pathetic"

James gritted his teeth and took a step towards him.

"Say that again, i dare you"

Behind them, Harry and Draco were also exchanging challenging glances.

"James" you called out to him, but he ignored you.

Lucius smirked and pointed the tip of his cane at you.

"That woman is scum. People like her should just die-"

SBAM!

Lucius was forced to stop when James punched him squarely in the nose, knocking him backwards.

"Father!" Draco exclaimed, frightened.

"James!" you yelled, standing up and running to him. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at the scene with wide eyes, but also with satisfied smiles on their lips.

"Were all the beatings i gave you at school not enough for you!? Haven't you learned your lesson yet, after all these years?!" James exclaimed angrily. "You're just as vapid as your son, you're only good at giving air to your stupid mouth!"

He took a step towards Lucius, but you grabbed onto his arm, trying to pull him back.

"James no-"

"I don't give a shit if i'll go to Azkaban for what i'm about to say, Malfoy. I solemnly swear, that if i hear you or your son insult my wife one more time, you'll be the one who's going to die. I swear it"

Lucius from the floor looked at your husband with a look of disgust, wiping the blood from his nose with his thumb and James looked back with a murderous one, breathing heavily. The tension between the two men was suddenly broken by the voice of Madame Pomfrey, who was approaching the scene.

"Does this seem to be the time and place to fight you two?!" the woman snapped with anger. "This is an infirmary and you're not students anymore! Stop acting like children and leave right now!"

James and Lucius glared at each other for the last time, until the latter hastily got up and walked briskly out of the hospital wing, followed by Draco. Some students lying on the beds who had witnessed the scene, including your son and his friends, clapped and whistled in support for James. You ran a hand over your face, embarrassed at all that attention, but they were immediately shushed by Madame Pomfrey.

"You too Potter! Visiting hours are over!" she exclaimed again, waving a hand, annoyed.

When you were sure that James had calmed down, you let go of him to move closer to Harry again.

"Sorry honey, but we have to go now. We'll see you for the holidays, okay? I love you" you said quickly, kissing his head and cheek.

"Me too, mom"

You took James' hand and dragged him towards the exit, turning to look at your son one last time.

"And remember our promise!"

Those were your last words before you closed the door behind you, entering the silence of the hallway. Then you turned to your husband and gave him a small slap on the back of the head.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, immediately covering the affected spot with his hand and turning to look at you. "What was that for?"

You crossed your arms over your chest.

"You idiot! Didn't you hear anything about the speech i gave to our son??"

A few weeks later, one evening during the Christmas holidays, the Potter family and friends were all gathered in the living room of the Potter's household.

"I can't believe it AHAHAHAH!" Sirius's thunderous laughter echoed throughout the house. "Oh, how i wish i was there to see it! Y/n, you should have owled me!"

You glared at him.

"Sure, so instead of trying to convince these two-” you said, placing your hands on the heads of your husband and son. "-that arguing with the Malfoys is a waste of time, you would've only encouraged them to continue"

"And from what i understood Harry did a great job!" Sirius continued, looking at Harry, who smiled sheepishly. "Well done son, i'm proud of you"

You sat on the couch between James and Harry and the former wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you towards him.

"I think the only one here with any sense that understands my point of view by now is Rem"

The aforementioned gave you a small, uncertain smile.

"Well... If James, Sirius and Harry weren't there, nothing would stop me from punching Malfoy in the face. Be it the old or the young one"

You widened your eyes, feeling betrayed, while everyone else burst out laughing.

"Remus!"

Remus chuckled with red cheeks.

"Dollface, those fuckers deserved it" Sirius continued, taking a sip from his goblet. "And we are your best friends, so if anyone dares to mess with you we will not hesitate to defend you. Just accept it and it'll be easier for you"

You sighed in resignation, while James smiled, tilting his face to leave a couple of kisses on your head.

"That scene was amazing though! Iconic!" Ron exclaimed with a toothy grin. "I don't think i'll ever forget the face Lucius and Draco made"

"Dad was so cool" Harry said.

James looked at the two boys, puffing out his chest proudly.

"Well, i had to defend my woman" he said and you giggled, resting your head against his body.

"James, can i ask you a question?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Ask away, darling"

"What did you mean by what you said to Lucius? When you asked him if all the beatings you gave him at school weren't enough. Had this already happened when you were our age?"

"Oh several times, unfortunately" Sirius replied before James could and then he continued drinking his wine.

"Y/n and Lily were often picked on by Slytherin pureblood students" Remus continued.

Harry turned to look at you with sad eyes, not knowing about the torment you had endured during your years at Hogwarts. You noticed this and gave him a thoughtful smile, reaching out to his hand and squeezing it, as if to say, "Don't worry about me, it's over now".

"But we were always there to protect them, right?" James then asked, lowering his head to look at you and when he saw your look he quickly added. "Even though they didn't need it and could handle themselves~"

"You must know, my dear kids" Sirius interjected again, referring to the three teenagers present "That the brave knight James here, was always ready to save his beloved princess Y/n. He didn't care what the consequences were"

Both you and James blushed, exchanging a loving look, while Harry, Hermione and Ron looked at you tenderly.

"And it's good to know that Harry would do the same for his mother" Remus said then. "Like father like son"

"Aah i love this family so much, i swear!" Sirius sighed, opening his arms wide and almost spilling the wine on the floor.

And everyone laughed.

[sebbianas]

marauders doing the hear me out cake trend and remus with a straight face putting monty

[ricochetyears]

everyone’s always talking about how james is such an amazing dad, and yeah, he’s awesome, but can we take a moment to talk about regulus as a parent? i mean, let’s just agree that he’s sooo attentive, and sooo loving, and he always lets their kid hang out with him in the kitchen while he’s cooking or cleaning, just listening to them go off about random stuff like, "daddy, mr. snuggles (aka the stuffed bunny) said he doesn’t like carrots. we had a fight." and regulus will give this exaggerated shocked look and be like, "no way? seriously? you’re telling me?" all wide-eyed and dramatic, and they’ll just go back and forth like that for hours, because their kid’s got the same endless chatter as james

[mads198-9]

The thing I love most about the marauders fandom is that fans built it from the ground up and that terf had nothing to do with it.

FUCK just kidding Rowling

[cannissmajor]

Papa Moony doodles

Remus would have been the gentlest dad :( He would have read his favourite books aloud and sung Kooks by David Bowie until his baby fell asleep. If he had not died for him, he would have loved him with all his heart.

[honeycaksy]

Alphie and his favorite person in the whole world.

He may be a wild and troublemaker child, but he never misses a chance to read with Uncle Remus. They even have a little book club too.

AU where Regulus' karma is having a son who happens to be the carbon copy of Sirius.

p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5 | p.6 | p.7 | p.8 | p.9 | p.10 | p.11 | p.12

[lady-stardust1972]

happy father's day to fleamont potter: the man, the myth, the hot dad all his son's friends were in love with

[prongsinrevolt]

james potter was born to be a girl dad. period.

[ticifics]

Lullaby

dad!Remus Lupin x mom!reader

Summary: The quiet cry woke him. Remus approached cautiously, leaning over her. “Hey, my little star, it’s okay. Daddy’s here,” he whispered, his voice so soft it almost got lost in the sound of his breath.

Warnings: fluffy, est. relationship, no use of baby name, no war au, no use of y/n, after hogwarts (obviously)

A/N: just because i couldn't stop thinking about dad!remus

The quiet cry woke him. It wasn’t a loud or desperate sound, just enough to cut through the silence of the early morning and pierce the few seconds of peace the house seemed to hold. Remus slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the dimness of the room, and looked at you. You were still fast asleep beside him, your face relaxed, one hand gently resting on the pillow. He stayed still for a moment, contemplating the calm on your face, before carefully getting up. He didn’t want to wake you.

He walked down the hall, his bare feet making almost no sound against the wooden floor. The cry had faded to a low whimper, but it was still there, insistent, as if the baby knew he was coming. Pushing open the slightly ajar door to her room, the soft light from the nightlight revealed the small form in the crib. She squirmed restlessly, tiny fists clenched, her eyes still damp.

Remus approached cautiously, leaning over her. “Hey, my little star, it’s okay. Daddy’s here,” he whispered, his voice so soft it almost got lost in the sound of his breath. With a skill he never imagined he’d have before becoming a father, he lifted her into his arms, holding her with the tenderness she seemed to require, as though she were made of fine glass.

She was so small, so absurdly small, that he always found himself wondering how something so fragile could exist. He adjusted her little body against his chest, feeling her tiny fingers close around one of the folds of his shirt. As he rocked her gently, he looked at her face, the features still so delicate, so full of possibilities. “Do you have any idea how loved you are?” he whispered. “No, of course not. But you are. So much it almost hurts.”

He continued rocking her softly, his large hands contrasting with her little body. Every movement felt like a miracle. He looked at his own hands, marked with old scars, the uneven lines crossing the skin like memories of another life. A life where he never could have imagined being here, in this house, holding his daughter in his arms. “You know, sometimes I still think this is a dream. That I’ll wake up and all of this will just be something I made up to feel less alone.”

He let out a low laugh, almost humorless, but the little one responded with a soft sound, as if trying to talk to him. “Ah, so you are really here, huh?” he said, squeezing her a little tighter against him. “You and your mum… you’ve made everything so real. So much better.”

His thoughts drifted to you, sleeping in the room next door. He remembered so many nights when you simply held him, even when he tried to hide the shadows in his mind. You always seemed to know. Always seemed to understand. “She’s amazing, you know?” he confided in the baby, as if she could understand him. “Your mum. She loves me in a way I never thought possible. And you? You’re proof of that. Proof that I’m not alone anymore.”

The baby began to relax, her little body growing heavier in his arms. He sat in the rocking chair beside the crib, adjusting her so she could rest against him. The room seemed wrapped in a bubble of calm, only the light sound of her breathing and the creak of the chair filling the space.

He looked at her one more time, admiring the fine lashes, the perfect curve of her cheeks. How could someone so small carry so much love? It was almost overwhelming. He leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead. “You’ll never need to doubt that, you know? How much you are loved. I promise.”

The almost imperceptible sound of the door creaking made him raise his head, his senses still sharp from the restlessness of the days following the full moon. For a moment, his body tensed, but then he saw her. You were there, standing in the doorway, your face softly lit by the light of the nightlight. Your eyes held concern, but also something else—something he recognized, and that made his heart tighten: pure love.

“You should be resting,” you said, your voice soft to not disturb the little one.

He smiled, that smile that always seemed to hold a world of unspoken stories. “And so should you,” he replied, gently rocking the chair while keeping the baby nestled against his chest. “I heard her little cry, and I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful.”

You moved closer slowly, your eyes fixed on him and the sleeping baby. Each step seemed filled with care, as if you, too, didn’t want to break the magical stillness of the moment. When you reached them, you crouched beside the chair, your hand gently touching his thigh. “Remus…” you began, hesitating but with a voice full of affection. “You’re pushing yourself too hard. It’s been so few days since the last full moon. You need to rest.”

He let out a low laugh, almost inaudible, as he looked at you. “I’m fine,” he said, but the way his eyes darted away for a brief moment gave him away. “Besides, look at her…” He tilted his head to look at the little one in his arms, a soft glow in his eyes. “How could I want to be anywhere else?”

You smiled, but there was a tender weight in your expression. “I heard what you said,” you murmured. He lifted his gaze to you, confused for a moment, until he realized what you were talking about.

“You heard?” he asked, and there was something vulnerable in his voice, something he rarely let show.

You nodded, your eyes beginning to shine with unshed tears. “About how you think this might be a dream… About how you love us. I just want you to know that this is real, Remus. We are real. I am real. And I love you more than anything in this world.”

He didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he leaned a little forward, until their foreheads almost touched. “I know,” he whispered, his voice so full of emotion it barely came out. “It’s just that… sometimes it’s hard to believe. Not because I doubt you, but because I never thought I deserved something like this. You. Her. All of this.”

Your hand reached up to touch his face, your fingers gliding gently over the stubble that was beginning to form. “You do deserve it, Remus. And I’ll remind you of that every day, if I have to.” Your voice was firm, but full of sweetness, as if each word was a caress.

He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply, before opening a small, genuine smile. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”

“Someone has to take care of you, since you insist on taking care of everyone,” you replied, the softness turning into a hint of teasing. He chuckled quietly, and the sound warmed his chest.

“So… do you want to hold her?” he asked, shifting slightly in the chair to lift the baby with care.

You nodded and opened your arms, accepting her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. And, of course, she was. When you held her, she made a soft sound, something between a sigh and a grunt, before snuggling comfortably against you. You looked at her with an expression of pure adoration, your fingers gently stroking her back as she fell back asleep.

Remus watched for a moment, his eyes fixed on you as you rocked the baby with such tenderness that it seemed impossible for it to be anything mundane. It was as if every gesture of yours was a deliberate act of love, something he never failed to notice, even after all this time together. He reached out and adjusted a strand of hair that had fallen across your face, the touch delicate, almost reverent.

You were so close that the space between you seemed to dissolve. He let his arms rest around your body, pulling you gently closer, as if he needed this contact to anchor his own feelings. You leaned against him, the warmth of both of you creating a bubble of comfort around the little one, who was now completely peaceful, nestled in your arms.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. You just looked at her, your faces so close that your breaths mingled. The light from the night lamp bathed the room in a soft glow, making everything even more intimate. The baby moved her little hand, letting out an almost imperceptible sigh, and both of you smiled at the same time, as if it were the most extraordinary thing you had ever witnessed.

Remus tilted his face to the side, his lips brushing lightly against your temple as he whispered, “Thank you.”

The word was so simple, but the weight of it made you close your eyes for a moment, absorbing everything it carried. It wasn’t just a thank you for that moment. It was for everything. For you being there, for her existence, for everything he had never dared believe he could have.

“Why?” you asked softly, turning your face just enough to meet his eyes. There was a soft gleam in them, something that made your heart race even after so many moments like that.

“For this,” he replied, his voice rough with emotion. “For you. For her. For us. I still wonder how I got so lucky… how the universe was generous enough to give me something like this.” He shook his head, as if he couldn’t find the words to express what he felt. “I never imagined I could be this happy. This complete.”

You smiled, leaning in to brush your lips against his in a light kiss, but one full of meaning. “I feel lucky too, you know? Every day. For you, for her, for everything we’ve built together.” Your voice was soft, but every word carried the weight of an unshakable truth.

You stayed like that for a few more minutes, his arms around you, his hands covering yours as you still held the baby. The world outside seemed distant, almost nonexistent. Everything that mattered was right there, in that room.

When the little one finally fell completely asleep, you and Remus exchanged a knowing glance, as if you both knew exactly what to do without needing to say anything. He leaned in to take the baby back with all the care, holding her against his chest while you adjusted the blanket in the crib. Both of your movements were synchronized, a perfect reflection of the partnership you had built.

As he placed her in the crib, he lingered for a second longer, his fingers gently brushing her cheek. He let out a soft sigh before straightening up, passing his arms around you again as you both pulled away.

“I love you both,” he said, his voice low but so full of feeling that it made your eyes burn. You rested your head against his shoulder, your arms around his waist, as if you wanted to hold him as close as possible.

“And we love you, Remus,” you replied, squeezing him a little tighter. “Always.”

You stayed there for a while longer, just enjoying the comfortable silence, each other’s presence, and the little miracle you had before you. Everything felt so right, so perfect in that moment, that neither of you wanted to break the magic.

[uramakimochi]

Hello! I checked around if you were taking request, if you’re not please ignore. But I loved your ‘my baby’ work. 😭😭 if you could maybe consider something where they transform? But like a baby werewolf? Protective Moony of course. Thank you 💅💅🫶🫶🫶

WHAT EVERYONE'S BEEN ASKING FOR IS HERE!

JUST WANT TO LET Y'ALL KNOW THAT I SPENT DAYS ON THIS STORY SO I JUST HOPE YOU LIKE IT😭🤍

MAMA MOONY AND HIS BABY

Wolfstar x daughter!reader

Marauders uncles + Regulus x Reader (platonic)

DIVIDERS CREDITS TO hyuneskkami AND strangergraphics-archive

IF YOU'RE NEW HERE I SUGGEST YOU READ THIS PART FIRST, JUST TO HAVE A LITTLE CONTEXT ON HOW R GETS BITTEN, BUT THIS FIC CAN BE READ AS A SINGLE STORY TOO^^

SUMMARY: After being bitten by Greyback you go through your first full moon and meet Moony for the first time.

WARNINGS: just fluff, extreme hurt/comfort, FEM!R but no use of Y/N, petnames, crying, maybe inaccurate description of a werewolf transformation but i don't care. There's no Barty but PETER IS HERE because i felt bad excluding him okay but he's kinda sweet in this so don't worry.

English is not my first language so feel free to correct me.

After that fateful night when Fenrir Greyback attacked and bit you, turning you into a werewolf, your life changed. And it had become hard at home, not just for you. But for your parents too.

First came the nightmares.

For days you couldn't go back to sleep alone in your room, because of the constant fear of opening your eyes and seeing two gray irises and yellowish canines staring at you in the dark, ready to attack you again and this time kill you.

Initially Remus or Sirius would stay in the bedroom with you until you fell asleep, but alas, that didn't happen for half an hour at least. It was so hard to comfort you and convince you not to be afraid. But neither of your parents would have blamed you: you were just a child who was facing far too much for her age. And you were their daughter, so they would never leave you alone, no matter what.

It was late at night when Remus felt his arm shake and he barely opened his eyes, letting out a yawn. The sound of someone sobbing next to him made him turn to turn on the light and as soon as the bedroom lit up his eyes met yours, red and full of tears that had already been streaming down your face for a few minutes.

"D-Dad..." you whimpered, clutching the stuffed animal that Regulus had given you when you were younger.

Remus looked at you with pity, cooing.

"Oh honey..."

He slowly sat up, rubbing a hand over his eyes to take away the tiredness, while Sirius, who was lying next to him on his stomach, with an arm stretched across his abdomen, squinted with an annoyed grimace. You raised your arms to your father, who bent down to lift you into his, holding you to his chest as you sat in his lap.

"Did you have another nightmare?" Remus asked softly, stroking your back with his fingertips and you nodded.

"I saw him again and h-he wanted to... He w-wanted to hurt me, but i-i..." you sobbed, rubbing your wet cheek against his shirt. "But i couldn't escape. I was a-alone"

You closed your eyes, tears coming out at the memory of that horrible nightmare. But the person you had dreamed was real and he was still wandering out there, just waiting for you to come out.

Remus' heart broke as he felt you tremble like a leaf against his body and he tried to comfort you in every way he could.

"Oh sweetheart, i'm sorry" he murmured, covering your head with kisses and continuing to caress you. "It's okay now, Dad is here. Just breathe, it's okay"

In the meantime Sirius, still lying on his stomach, finally opened his eyes and seeing the scene, which was no longer a novelty in the Lupin-Black household, he stretched out an arm towards your leg, running his thumb over your knee, still too tired to say anything but offering his support nonetheless.

A few minutes of silence passed, in which your parents managed to calm you down, but only a little. In fact, when Remus was about to stand up to take you back to your room, you wrapped your arms around his neck, shaking your head frantically.

"No no!" you whined, making him stop in his tracks, raising your head to look at him with eyes still full of tears ready to be shed again. "Please Dad, c-can i sleep with you? P-Please?"

Remus exchanged a glance with Sirius, who propped himself up on one elbow on the mattress, and then looked back at you.

"Darling..." he began, but you interrupted him. "Just for tonight, please. I-I promise i'll sleep in my room tomorrow. I'm too scared to be alone right now, i can't do it. Please Dad"

Remus let out a breath through his nose, but then nodded because who was he to deny your request when you needed him the most? And without wasting any more time Sirius patted the covers with one hand and an inviting smile on his face.

"C'mere babydoll" he said. "You can sleep with us tonight"

You sniffed one last time and finally gave a small, relieved smile of your own, sliding out of Remus' arms to crawl towards Sirius'. You went to press yourself against his chest, seeking that comforting warmth that only he and Remus could give you and he tightened his arms around your body, pulling you even closer and nuzzling your head.

Remus slowly crawled back under the covers with a yawn before turning off the light and turning to you, placing his arm over both your body and Sirius'.

"I solemnly promise you that you will never be alone, my darling girl" Sirius whispered, rubbing the ends of your hair between his fingers. "No matter what happens, Dad and i will always be here to protect you. Okay?"

You closed your eyes, glad not to see the eyes of the monster that terrified you glow in the dark. "Okay," you sighed, clutching the stuffie to your chest.

The last thing you felt was Remus' lips landing on the back of your head, whispering a soft "We love you" before you finally returned to dreamland, where you could roam without any fear.

Then came the mood swings, the ones during the day before the full moon.

Now, both Remus and Sirius always kept an eye on the calendar that told them when the full moon was each month, so they could prepare everything they needed and so they also knew when your first full moon would be. But it still felt weird to see their daughter acting in a way that... That wasn't like her.

Sirius had grown accustomed from school to the fact that Remus tended to become a little... Possessive towards him as the full moon approached. But seeing that effect on his daughter? Oh, that was another story entirely.

Your parents watched you walk into the kitchen with a prominent pout on your face, as if you had had a hellish night.

"Um..." Sirius began, giving you an uncertain smile as he sat at the table. "Good morning baby- Oh!"

Before he could even finish his sentence, you were flinging yourself against his body, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso and burying your face in his clothes. The two of them exchanged a look and Sirius smirked, placing a hand on your head to caress you tenderly.

"Are we being affectionate today?" he asked and then chuckled slightly when he saw you simply nod without saying anything.

Remus moved away from the stove to bring breakfast to the table, placing a hand on your shoulder to make you sit at the table. "Honey, have breakfast first-"

"No!"

Your parents' eyes widened when you interrupted him with that word. Remus blinked a few times. Maybe he had misheard...

"Did you say-"

"No!" you exclaimed again, lifting your head to frown at him. "'M not hungry. Just want Daddy"

Sirius glanced at Remus, biting his lower lip to keep from laughing, and Remus crossed his arms.

"This is no time to hug Daddy" he said calmly, even though he was starting to get nervous on the inside too (stupid full moon). "You have to eat your breakfast"

But you shook your head stubbornly, wrapping your arms around Sirius' waist even tighter if possible and sticking close to him. "I said no! I don't want breakfast! And i don't want you stealing Daddy from me!"

Remus looked at you in shock. You had never expressed your opinion on the subject, and surely the old you (before you became a Werewolf, that is) would never have done it in such a... Grumpy way.

"I do NOT steal Daddy from you, young lady" he replied.

"Yes you DO!" you retorted, tightening your grip possessively around Sirius' body. "You always cuddle with Daddy! Every day and every night and i never do! It's not fair!"

"It's not true that you never cuddle with him, don't be so dramatic now. And still, Daddy happens to be MY husband"

"But he's MY Daddy too!"

Sirius looked back and forth between you and Remus, unsure whether to butt in or enjoy the show.

It was unusual for both him and Remus to see you so fond of him: everyone knew you had a soft spot for Remus, as Sirius tended to be more of the kind of father who embarrassed you in front of the others and when he did something stupid you would run to seek your other father's affections. But having two werewolves fighting over him was even more fun. But maybe it was best to calm things down between the two of you before things got too bad.

"Okay, enough bickering you jealous creatures" Sirius said loudly, getting your attention.

He bent down to lift you into his arms and sat you on his lap, turning you towards the table.

"You can sit with me, darling" he said with a smile, placing a hand on your head.

You immediately turned to look at Remus with a tongue sticking out and he opened his eyes and mouth wide in insult and shock.

"But!" Sirius continued making you look at him again. "I want you to eat breakfast. Tomorrow is going to be a long day for you, you need to be strong. Okay baby?"

"M'kay..." you muttered with a sigh, turning and starting to eat.

"And you" Sirius added, pointing a finger at his husband. "Be less harsh on her, it's her first full moon. Now sit down and eat something too"

Remus rolled his eyes and obeyed without saying anything, sitting at the table opposite him and looking at you with a jealous pout, while you ate your breakfast with a satisfied smile.

And then came the night of the full moon. While Lily and Harry had stayed at their house, James, Regulus and Peter (another uncle, a friend of your parents who you had the pleasure of meeting years ago), had wanted to come and keep you company and Remus couldn't have been more grateful for their presence. Knowing that at least there was someone else there for you besides your parents would have helped make your first experience (and the others to come) less scary. When he was little, there were his parents yes, but then when the Marauders came into his life, it had changed for the better for him. It wasn't pleasant to be alone. Not at all.

"Aren't you coming with us, Uncle Reggie?" you asked nervously, looking up at your uncle and squeezing his hand.

He gave you a saddened look, knowing he couldn't be there to comfort you and he bent down on his knees to get to your height. "I wish i could but i can't amour. I'm not an animagus, i'd just risk getting hurt. When you and the others come back i'll be here waiting for you"

"Okay..."

He gave you a small smile of encouragement and then hugged you, leaving a loving kiss on your head.

"Everything is going to be fine" he whispered near your ear, running his hand over your back. "We're all here with you okay?"

You nodded slowly and then reluctantly walked away from him and followed Sirius, who took your hand and led you to the front door, where Remus, James and Peter were already waiting for you.

Regulus watched you walk out the door and into the woods behind your house, where your parents usually went during Remus' full moon, but this time you would be there with them.

The woods weren't scary. Even though it was dark the moonlight, which was still partly covered by clouds, filtered through the branches of the trees and the stars you loved to admire from your window were shining in the sky like fireflies. The only sounds you could hear were those of your footsteps, with your feet occasionally stepping on a twig or leaf, accompanied by the distant hooting of some owl that resounded among the trees or of other small animals that hid in the bushes.

You looked around nervously, not because you were afraid of the woods, but because you were afraid of seeing Greyback's figure suddenly appear and attack you and your family. What that man, no, that monster had done to you would've traumatized you for life.

Sirius, who was still holding your hand and walking with you to prevent you from stumbling somewhere, noticed your fearful look and squeezed your hand.

"It's just us here, darling" he murmured with a small smile, as you raised your head to look at him. "I promise, no one will bother us here"

"A-Are you sure?"

He nodded and then James joined the conversation from behind you.

"If anyone comes in besides us, leave it to good old Prongs" he said puffing out his chest, then reaching out to your head and ruffling your hair. "No one will bother you as long as i'm here"

And you smiled slightly. "Thanks uncle James"

More minutes passed in silence during which the two of you walked deeper and deeper into the woods, until at a certain point you all stopped in your tracks. The men raised their heads to look up at the moon that was visible between the treetops, still covered by clouds, but not for long.

Remus let out a small sigh and then crouched down on the ground in front of you, taking your small hands in his and looking up at you with teary eyes. Sirius remained standing behind you, his hands on your shoulders and his thumbs rubbing on you gently.

"Remember what we told you" the former said softly, smiling at you. "It will hurt a little at first, but you don't have to be afraid. It won't hurt all the time. When you're a wolf, you won't feel any pain anymore. And Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail will be with you"

You tightened your grip on his fingers. "B-But... Why don't you stay here?" you asked fearfully, knowing that both of your parents wouldn't be here during the transformation and that terrified you. You needed them. Both of them.

"We don't know how the wolves will react when they meet" he explained calmly. "It's best that we stay apart at least during the first transformation. And if everything goes well then you and i can stay together, mh?"

You looked at him with tears in your eyes, still not convinced by his words.

"I don't want this to hurt" you whimpered.

Remus looked at you with regret, his heart broken. Neither he nor Sirius liked seeing you so scared. You were still a child, their child. You didn't deserve any of this.

"Oh i know baby, i know. Come here"

He reached out to wrap his arms around you, pulling you against his chest and you immediately wrapped yours around his neck, burying your face in his shoulder. Remus rubbed your back and exchanged a regretful look with Sirius.

"As i told you, it will hurt at first, yes, but then you won't feel anything anymore, i promise" he turned his face to give you a little kiss on your hair and you tightened your grip around his neck, not wanting to let go of him. "Don't be afraid. Whatever happens, Daddy, your uncles and i are with you. I would never let you suffer alone, you know that right? Dad will always be with you my love"

You nodded without saying anything and remained hugged to him for a couple of minutes that seemed endless. Then James' voice, after glancing at the moon above him, resounded through the trees.

"Moons, i don't think there's more time" he murmured, almost regretfully, not wanting to be the cause of an interruption between the two of you.

Remus looked at him, nodding, and pulled away from you, holding you at arm's length and bringing a hand to your face to wipe away the few tears that had escaped your eyes.

"I'll see you soon, okay, sweetheart?" he asked, giving you a smile and you slowly nodded.

"Okay..."

"I love you so much"

"Me too Dad"

Remus leaned over to kiss your forehead and then stood up, while you looked up at him. He exchanged glances with your other father and his best friends, before turning and walking away from you, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

You watched him walk away, then turned to Sirius, while James and Peter transformed.

"Daddy?"

He lowered his head to you. "Hm?"

"What if..." you played nervously with your fingers. "What if Moony doesn't like me?"

After finding out that your father was a werewolf and after you were bitten, your parents and uncles had told you how it worked in broad terms, as far as your child's mind could comprehend everything. You had known the names of their alter-egos, if we want to call them that, of those who became once transformed into animagi.

But the main difference was one: Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail were always Sirius, James and Peter. But Moony and Remus? No, it wasn't the same thing. The wolf inside Remus was not Remus. He didn't recognize his friends, his family. Moony only recognized his pack. And your wolf had never been part of his pack. Moony didn't know he was going to be dealing with his own daughter.

Sirius knelt down to your height like Remus had done earlier and gave a small, comforting smile, his sharp eyes looking at you solemnly.

"Moony's not bad, darling, you know that" he began and you nodded slowly. "So i'm pretty sure we won't have any problems. He might be a little nervous at first, but that's because he doesn't know you. But he'll get used to you, like he did with me and the others"

"Are you sure?" you asked for the umpteenth time.

Sirius nodded without hesitation, for your sake. Truth be told, a small part of him wasn't really sure how the meeting between your wolf and Moony would end, but he hoped with all his heart that it would go well. Theoretically, given your age, your wolf should still be a pup, right? And Moony wouldn't hurt a pup... Would he?

Oh God, if something happened to you because of them, neither he nor Remus would have ever forgiven themselves.

"I mean, Moony has accepted troublemakers like me, Uncle James and Peter into his pack" your father continued, gesturing with one hand to himself and the two animals behind him, who nodded in agreement with his words, wagging their tails. "So i'm sure he'll have no problem welcoming a cute little puppy like you into our group. Who wouldn't want you??"

He gently squeezed your cheek between his fingers playfully and you giggled, while Sirius felt his heart lighten at the sound of your laughter. He was happy to see you happy even if just for a bit, despite the bad situation you were going through. It was the calm before the storm.

"But if Moony gets a little um, touchy, then i'll take care of him and you'll stay with Prongs and Wormtail. They'll take care of you, okay babydoll? We won't let you get hurt, i promise"

You nodded again and Sirius released your cheek from his fingers, but only so he could take your hand and bring it to his lips, kissing the soft palm.

Suddenly the light from above that illuminated the forest became brighter and when you all raised your heads you saw that the clouds had moved, revealing the full round moon, shining in all its beauty.

Sirius quickly turned to look at you. The first thing he noticed was your pupils were larger than normal, while inside you felt your heart start to race. Your legs shook and your forehead began to sweat. And before you could stop it, the pain slowly took over your body.

First it started from your head, which began to throb as if someone was hammering it. You put your hands on your temples, pressing as hard as you could, but to no avail, and you shot a frightened look at your father.

"D-Daddy..."

Sirius tried to reach out to you, wanting only to wrap you in his arms and make the pain go away. But you all knew that wasn't possible.

"It's okay" he murmured, trying to hold back the panic, for you. "It's okay baby, i'm here"

You gritted your teeth, squeezing your eyes. Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears and your knees were shaking with anxiety. The pain was only increasing. But not just in your head.

Suddenly, something inside you started to move. Literally move. You couldn't help but cry out as a powerful wave of pain shot through your back. Your legs gave way to your weight and fatigue and you fell to the ground, curling up in a futile attempt to save yourself from the torture. Tears came out of your eyes and slid down your face, your chest rose and fell in heavy gasps and sobs mixed with moans of pain echoed in the forest. Your clothes tore over your body that was changing without your control.

Sirius ignored the tears that he was also shedding and approached your body, holding your hand and trying to comfort you, but his sweet words of comfort were practically inaudible, drowned out by your screams and cries.

Peter, sitting on Prongs' head, turned away so as not to look, covering his face with his little paws. Just hearing you was enough to make him understand how much you were suffering.

James instead lowered his head slightly in a sorry way but unlike him, he couldn't look away. He could see your face distorting, the bones moving inside your body with cracking sounds that made his blood run cold. It seemed impossible to him that he was witnessing something like this, but not because the transformation had traumatized him, no.

After all the years spent with Remus he already knew how it worked. But seeing his best friends' daughter like that? He didn't think he would get over it so easily.

James prayed with all his heart that wherever Remus was he couldn't hear your screams of pain.

But finally, after what seemed like endless minutes, the pain slowly disappeared, even if you didn't notice. Your hand slipped from Sirius' palm and your fingers shortened, while your nails grew disproportionately long. Your body filled with hair and your agonized moans changed into high-pitched yelps.

Sirius remained kneeling, staring at you with wide eyes. And he would have continued to do so if it hadn't been for James, who approached him from behind and pushed him with his antlers, telling him to transform, and he did.

And so the stag, the rat and the black dog saw curled up on the ground, among your clothes, a small wolf cub who was looking at them from below with large, shiny eyes that shone in the moonlight.

Prongs' ears twitched with joy and if he were human, nothing would have stopped him from shouting "She's so cuteeee!". Wormtail let out a small sigh that made his whiskers twitch, relieved that at least now you weren't suffering anymore.

Padfoot stared into your eyes, admiring you in amazement: he would have recognized that sweet little face, those bright little eyes, that fur color that matched your hair, anywhere. It was you, there was no doubt about it. Oh, if only he had a camera handy he would have filled the fridge with photos of how cute you were in wolf form.

He took a small step towards you with the intention of giving a small innocent sniff to let you know that he and the others were not a threat, but before his nose could touch you, you turned to scamper away at full speed, seeking refuge in the shadows of the trees.

Padfoot didn't hold back from letting out a bark of call that was obviously ignored by you and after turning to take a look at Prongs and Wormtail he also started running in the direction you had run away. The three of them realized that maybe chasing you wasn't the best thing to do, but they couldn't leave you wandering alone in the middle of the forest. Especially knowing that Moony was there too.

It didn't take them long to find you, since you were a puppy and with your short legs you couldn't go very far and Padfoot barked again when he saw you running a few meters away from him. But before he could reach you, you suddenly tripped over a root you hadn't seen and rolled to the ground with a small yelp, soiling your soft fur. Sirius slowed down and James and Peter stopped just behind him, while you slowly stood up and adorably shook your body to get rid of the dirt. When your gaze met your father's again (even though you were unable to recognize him) you froze in fear, looking at him with fearful eyes and he lowered his ears sadly.

Then a low growl echoed through the trees. And out of the shadows came the figure of Moony, panting, approaching with small, slow steps, as if searching for who was bothering him in that paceful night. Padfoot and Prongs became alert, while Wormtail watched the scene with a pounding heart. It wasn't that the three were afraid of Moony: they were afraid of what he would do to you.

You too noticed his presence and when you turned around you saw the bright eyes of the great wolf who had now averted his gaze from his companions and was looking down at you. Your little paws began to tremble with anxiety and you slowly bent your head down, shutting your eyes and whimpering, hoping he wouldn't hurt you.

Sirius took a step forward, careful not to make any sudden movements that might scare you or bother Moony, but both he and James were ready to intervene if the situation degenerated.

Those few seconds of icy silence that seemed to last forever were finally broken when the wolf bent his muzzle towards your little body. And when everyone (reluctantly) expected to see him suddenly open his jaws and take the cub in one bite, Moony let out a heavy breath from his nose that ruffled your fur. And before you knew it, you felt his warm breath envelop you like a blanket, followed by a damp sensation on your head. You found the courage to open one eye again and saw that the wolf was no longer looking at you as if you were his midnight snack. His eyes had softened and he almost seemed to smile at you as if... As if he already knew you. In another reality.

With great relief the three Marauders watched the tender scene of Moony rubbing his head along your little body, occasionally daring to give you a few affectionate licks along your fur, and you let yourself go, basking in his maternal cuddles and wagging your tail happily in search of attention.

As he admired you, Sirius thought that if he had been in human form at that moment he would have cried. And surely Remus would have too. You were so happy and carefree, it seemed like you had always been part of the pack. You were the little family that had always been there. You and Moony seemed destined to be together.

Then the wolf raised his head high and let out a loud howl that echoed through the trees, so much so that some crows took flight, disturbed by the sound. You wagged your tail excitedly and did the same thing, trying to copy him as best as you could but the howl that came out of your mouth sounded higher and absolutely non-threatening compared to your father's. Moony looked at you proudly and you went to rub your body against his paw, proud of the fact that he was proud of you, while the other Marauders if they had been human would have looked at you letting out a chorused  "Awww!".

Padfoot let out a contented bark and pawed forward innocently, wanting to join the game. But he had to stop in his tracks when Moony himself suddenly raised his head towards him and growled again, this time louder than before and took a heavy step forward, towering over your body with his and staring straight into his eyes with a menacing look.

Wormtail squeaked in fear and Prongs also approached the dog, worried about him. You remained still, hidden behind Moony's leg and watching the scene with still slightly fearful eyes. Padfoot on the other hand couldn't help but let out a small whine and his ears drooped sadly as they looked at his husband, in wolf form, with shiny eyes. It wasn't Remus' fault of course, he didn't realize that. Moony was just acting like a protective pack leader. But he still didn't like being seen as a threat to his own daughter.

And while Sirius and James were thinking of a way to reason with their friend, no one else noticed how Peter had slunk down the stag's body, and slowly approached you. Only when he was a few inches away did you notice his presence.

Moony bent his muzzle towards the rat and snarled once more, showing his teeth, but did nothing else, he only limited himself to threatening him. Wormtail squeaked again, while a shiver passed along his body to the tip of his tail which was shaking like a leaf. You placed your eyes on the small creature and tilted your head, staring at him curiously.

The tension grew, but Peter was brave enough to come closer until he was practically in front of you. Moony looked down at him with a watchful gaze, because even though he knew that the other three were (the only) members of his pack and that he could trust, something inside him moved him to behave like a mother protecting her cub.

Until...

The rat slowly raised a paw towards you. Moony growled softly but both you and he continued to keep your gaze fixed on him. Then his little paw touched your nose, resting his whole palm gently on it. You made a confused noise, but Wormtail seemed to smile, while he continued to stroke your small and wet nose.

Then you suddenly sneezed loudly, so loud that Wormtail rolled backwards for a few inches while you shook away with your head the tickle that his hand had caused you. Above you, Moony huffed in what sounded like an amused scoff and Padfoot also barked, while Prongs made a happy noise, closing his eyes and flicking his ears.

Padfoot took the opportunity to approach again and this time Moony let him. First the dog playfully snuggled against his side and the wolf closed his eyes, relaxing and enjoying the familiar contact, while you, still hidden under the latter's belly, looked up at them with amazed eyes. Then, after a few seconds of cuddling, Padfoot moved back to bend down on his front legs and come to your eye level, and swayed his bottom left and right, wagging his tail. He barked a couple of times and the sound echoed throughout the forest, while he panted with his mouth wide open and his tongue hanging out, inviting you to play with him.

Something inside you told you to accept because you could trust him, but you were still slightly intimidated to leave the safety of the wolf's body that had done nothing but take care of you and keep you safe. But as if he had read your mind, Moony himself bent his muzzle towards you again and nudged it against your body, pushing you to take a couple of steps towards Padfoot. You turned to look at him and he seemed to smile with his eyes, as if to say "Go. You can trust him", and he gave you a couple more light pushes, urging you to play with him. And so you did.

Usually when Moony was with his pack mates they didn't spend the night playing together as if they were puppies and in fact that night was no exception: he simply sat there watching while you and Padfoot rolled around together on the ground, barking joyfully and not caring if your furs got dirty. And unfortunately he didn't know it, but it was just like when you were humans, when Remus would get lost in admiring you and Sirius playing together in the garden.

And so the night passed pleasantly.

When Padfoot chased you through the trees, if you didn't seek refuge behind Moony's body, you would hide between Prongs' legs and every now and then the latter would let you play with his antlers and you would even nibble them or push against them in a playful test of strength, like two stags fighting.

And if Wormtail thought there was nothing to fear in playing with a small puppy like you, he had to think again after risking a couple of heart attacks in the course of a few hours, after you had almost crushed him under your paws in your euphoria of playing, not realizing your superior physical strength compared to his.

But everything else went well and Sirius and the others could not be more grateful (and they knew that Remus would be too).

Peter was the first to notice that the sky was slowly starting to lighten and the first stars were disappearing from above your heads. He hastily touched Padfoot's paw with his and the latter raised his head to look up and when he realized that his friend was right he lowered his ears, both because the time to play with you was over but above all because it meant that the full moon was also ending.

In fact, after casting a sad glance at Moony, who in turn looked at him in a solemn but still confused way, not understanding his sudden change in behavior, before either of them could act you began to howl in pain, collapsing to the ground with your body shaking.

Moony was the first to jump up when he heard your heart-wrenching whines, but he didn't even manage to take a step towards you that a jolt of pain pervaded his body, forcing him to bend down to the ground too.

Prongs and Wormtail went to him, while Padfoot quickly scampered towards you, looking at you with shining eyes and letting out a pained sound, as if he too felt what you and Remus were going through. But all he could do was nuzzle your body, trying to comfort you and enduring the heartbreaking howls made by father and daughter that echoed through the forest.

Your bodies reshaped, the fur covering you shortened until it disappeared and the animal whimpers slowly turned into human sobs. Until after endless minutes of agony, instead of the adorable wolf cub, your naked little body curled up on the ground returned.

You sniffled, slowly opening your eyes and meeting Padfoot's worried gaze above you. "D-Daddy..."

Sirius quickly transformed back and bent over your body, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you to his chest.

"I'm here baby shh" he murmured, giving you a few kisses on the top of your head. "Daddy's here, it's okay. You did a great job babydoll, it's all over now"

But you were tired as hell, all you wanted to do was close your eyes and sleep, lulled by your father's caresses and his loving words that would never fail to make you feel safe.

"Daddy?" you asked him weakly and he lowered his gaze, looking at you worriedly. "Can i... Can i sleep just a little bit? I'm tired..."

Sirius gave a small pained smile but nodded, holding you closer. "Go to sleep, my love" he whispered in that typical voice he used to make you fall sleep when he was telling you a story or humming a lullaby. "I'll take care of you, don't worry. Just sleep"

It didn't take you a minute to close your eyes and enter the world of dreams, free from fear and pain and thankfully (for the moment) without the scars that would mark your body forever as reminders of that night and all the others to come. And Sirius hoped that would never be the case.

And as your father watched you sleep with a smile, his thumb gently stroking your forehead, Peter suddenly appeared standing in front of him, forcing him to look away. His friend handed him a blanket (the Marauders always brought some with them into the forest for the end of the full moon) and Sirius took it, wrapping your body in it.

"Thanks Pete" he said with a grateful smile and the other returned it.

Then another voice rang out, Remus'.

"W-Where is she?? Is she okay?? Did i-"

"Hey hey calm down Moons" James interrupted next to him, placing a strong hand on his shoulder to calm him. "It's alright, trust me. Don't push yourself"

Remus sat up quickly and when he saw Sirius he kneeled his way towards him but he didn't get very far, still overcome by the fatigue and pain of the transformation. Then his eyes landed on you in his arms and he began to feel panic rising inside him, fearing the worst.

"D-Did i hurt her?? Please Sirius, tell me i didn't hurt her, please"

But Sirius shook his head, giving him a comforting smile and sliding along the ground towards him, careful not to wake you. "She's fine Rem, i promise. You didn't hurt her, she's fine. She's just resting, look"

As James placed the other blanket they had brought over his shoulders, Remus craned his neck forward and felt his heart lighten as he saw you sleeping soundly in his husband's arms. You were okay.

"I'm so glad" Remus sighed heavily, letting himself go to snuggle into Sirius' side and the long haired man bent his face to press a kiss to his hair.

"Everything went well. Moony was quite fond of her, you know?"

Remus lifted his head to look at him with a small, surprised smile. "Yeah?"

"Yeah" the other nodded. "He looked like a mother with her baby. Mama Moony. Nice name, don't you think?"

And everyone chuckled, while Remus closed his eyes, wanting to just rest for a few minutes. Now that he knew you were really okay he could finally relax.

When you opened your eyes again, the sunlight coming through your bedroom window was the first thing that almost blinded you. With a loud yawn you raised your arms up to stretch your muscles, but you were forced to lower them again when you felt a slight pain in moving them, as if you had spent the whole day before doing gymnastics and now your body was sore. And before you could get out of bed or call your parents, the door to your bedroom slowly opened and Regulus' head popped out from behind it.

"Uncle Reggie" you smiled, quickly forgetting the pain.

The man smiled back and entered the bedroom, closing the door behind him and joining you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Good morning, chérie" he leaned over to give you a hug and you hugged him back tightly, happy to see him. "Did you sleep well? How do you feel?"

"I was really tired, but i slept good. Now i feel fine, more or less... It still hurts a little everywhere"

Regulus nodded understandingly. "I guess it's normal. Do you remember anything from last night? How did it go?"

You shook your head, while unconsciously one of your hands went to play with his fingers on the blankets.

"I don't remember much. I only remember that my dads and uncles and i went to the forest and at a certain point my body felt like it was burning everywhere. It hurt a lot. But i don't remember what happened after. And when i became human again i saw Daddy and i fell asleep"

Your uncle gave you a comforting smile, his thumb moving across your fingers. "That's normal too, you can't remember what your wolf went through. Not even Remus ever remembers what he does during a full moon. But the worst is over and we're all glad you and him are okay"

At one point the sound of your stomach growling loudly resonated throughout the room and you and Regulus exchanged an amused look. "Do you feel like coming down for breakfast chérie?" he asked and you nodded frantically.

Regulus stood up and offered you a hand, helping you off your bed and leading you out of your room and downstairs. Even as you were walking down the stairs you could hear a mix of voices coming from the dining room and you couldn't wait to see your parents again and have breakfast with your whole family (as if you hadn't seen them in weeks, but for you the night before had seemed like an eternity).

As you turned the corner you saw Sirius standing there serving breakfast at the table, his hair tied back and wearing his own personal and embarrassing chef's apron that he rarely wore, since Remus was the one who mostly cooked. Remus was sitting at the table, a tired expression on his face but accompanied by a serene smile as he looked at his partner with that typical look of a lovesick teenager. James next to him was arguing with both of your parents about something, but from the way he spoke it seemed like he was completely in the wrong. And finally Peter sat across the table looking at everyone with a calm smile.

James was the first to notice you and Regulus' presence and called your name with a wide smile, happy to see you healthy. Immediately Remus and Sirius also turned to you and if the former tried to get up to meet you, but failed due to the lack of strength in his legs, the other was the first to put what he had in his hand on the table to reach you and his brother and pick you up.

"My sweet babydoll, good morning!" he exclaimed with a wide smile, and then nuzzling his nose on your cheek, making you giggle. "I thought you were going to sleep until dinner time, you know? Sleepyhead"

You hugged him around the neck, rubbing your cheek against his in turn and giving him a couple of loud kisses on the nose. "I got so hungry, Daddy"

"Yeah i bet, after the night you had" he replied jokingly, then looked at you more seriously. "By the way, are you feeling okay, my love? Does it hurt somewhere? And don't even try to lie to me"

You nodded slightly. "My body hurts a little, but not that bad. I solemnly swear~"

Sirius studied you for a few more seconds, trying to figure out if there was something you wanted to keep from him, but seeing your bright smile (despite everything that had happened) made him realize that there was nothing to worry about anymore.

"Mh okay, i trust you," he said, then smiled again, leaning forward to give you a small kiss on the forehead. "Now sit down and i'll make you the best breakfast of your life. You deserve it"

He bent to set you down, but instead of sitting at the table like he had invited you to do, without wasting time you ran towards Remus, who was still sitting in his chair waiting for you, throwing yourself against his legs.

"Dad!"

Remus smiled sweetly and picked you up in his arms, sitting you on his lap and holding you against his chest. "Oh lovely girl, hi" he murmured against your hair and then placed a series of kisses on it. "I missed you, you know? Daddy told me you were so brave last night, good job we're so proud of you"

"I missed you too" you returned, tightening your grip around his torso as his tapered fingers caressed your back. Then you leaned back slightly to look him in the eyes. "Are you okay?"

Remus felt his eyes water at those words. But it wasn't because it was the first time you had worried about him, no. You had a sensitive soul and you always worried about those around you, whether they were animals, insects, plants, your uncles, your friends. You always worried, especially about him and Sirius. No, Remus almost cried on the spot because despite the hellish night you had been through, you had the courage to ask if HE was okay. You hadn't thought of yourself first and foremost. And that was one thing he admired about you.

"Sweetheart" Remus cooed, lifting a hand to rest on your face and running his thumb over your cheek affectionately. "I'm okay. But how many times have i told you not to worry about me, hm? I'm used to it now, but you need to learn to think about yourself too. It's MY job as your dad to worry about you, not the other way around"

"I know but-"

"No buts" he interrupted you softly and you nuzzled your face into his warm palm, staring into his eyes. "Listen, i know you do this because you love me and i appreciate it, honey, so much. But being a werewolf is serious and sadly you're still too young to do this all on your own. So i want you to tell me, Daddy, or one of your uncles if something ever bothers you. Okay?"

You were silent for a couple of seconds, mulling over his words until you gave in.

"Okaaay..." you muttered, looking down.

Over your head, Remus and Sirius exchanged knowing but amused glances, already knowing that no matter how many times they told you, you'd never stop thinking about your parents before yourself.

Your father leaned over to kiss your forehead like Sirius had. "You want to have breakfast with me?"

"Of course!" you nodded frantically and he chuckled as he spun you around on his lap, facing the table, while you slapped your hands on the table in anticipation of your beloved food.

And while Regulus also sat down at the table with everyone, Sirius placed a nice steaming plate in front of you that made your mouth water, accompanied by a cup of hot tea for Remus.

"For Mama Moony and Baby Moony" he said with a smirk, while Regulus and the other two Marauders chuckled.

You didn't pay attention to his words because as soon as your breakfast appeared before your eyes you began to devour it, but behind you Remus gave him a look that was returned by a wink from the other, who then leaned over to give you a kiss on the head and one to Remus' temple before joining the table and enjoying breakfast.

And no one cared about the fear of facing the next full moons anymore. Because even though it would be difficult and painful, as long as your family stayed together you could face anything. And as long as your parents were with you you were not afraid.