Bewildered and uneasy, Remus gaped at Harry, "What the fuck?!" he exclaimed, it was unheard of for kids that age to do accidental magic; but having two different auras? That has never happened before. The werewolf shuddered at remembrance of the dark magic. It felt seductive, alluring, and the wolf inside of him called out to it. He literally felt the pleased whine that Moony made in his subconscious. He noticed that the dark magic was getting dimmer and dimmer, as if it was getting extinguished; but Harry didn’t seem at all magically exhausted. He was still in his crib desperately trying to get to his favorite person. Once the dark magic was gone, the light slowly went back into Harry as if nothing even happened.