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The Color Gang as they get ready for the Concert episode.

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Wolfstar June 22, word count 230

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Padfoot was waiting for him just inside the trees. 

“Sirius, that was extremely risky!” Remus scolded, ignoring the limp rat still clenched between Padfoot’s teeth and pulled the cloak off so he could examine Wormtail better. “You didn’t kill him, did you?”

Padfoot shook his head, the rat’s head, legs and tail swinging floppily with the movement. 

“He must be unconscious then. Drop him, and I’ll pick him up,” Remus suggested, but Padfoot just growled at him. 

“Sirius?” Remus asked. Padfoot never growled at him, ever. That’s when he saw it, just for a split second, the tiny beady eye flashing behind a furry eyelid. Wormtail was faking it. 

Remus fished around in her pocket and pulled out a tiny cage, big enough to hold a beetle. He tapped it with his wand, and it grew to just the right size for one fat rat. 

He reached out his hand, and this time, Sirius opened his mouth and let the rat drop into Remus’s waiting hand. Remus snapped his hand shut in a vice-like grip and shoved the suddenly squealing rat into the cage and locked it. 

“Peter, we’re so glad we found you,” Remus told him, his face turning cold. “Now you can atone for what you’ve done.”

Wormtail fell silent, and Remus took Sirius’s hand, the crack of disapparation the only thing they left behind at the Burrow.