Drabble: Untitled, G "Lupin! Get this thing off me!" Severus gasped, attempting to extract it from his robe. It clung on with pin-prick claws that snagged fabric and skin alike, fur sticking every which way and mewing in its tiny voice.
A presence at his back gently prised the delicate claws from his robe, one paw at a time. Severus turned to see the small body cradled in the werewolf's hands, its stumpy tail lashing the air.
Remus smiled at it, pulling his thumb away from the creature's toothy inspection of his nail, and looked up at Severus, the corners of his eyes crinkling.
Severus scowled and turned away, muttering about monsters.