A flash of platinum hair a few feet over caught his eye, but it was the boy’s scent that forced his feet to move. Someone had turned Draco Malfoy, and Remus only needed one guess as to who had done it. He grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and pulled him to his side. Gold eyes met silver and he watched as Draco visibly recoiled when it dawned on him that he couldn’t hide his secret from another wolf.