Who: Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, and Gabriel Lupin Where: Their home When: Monday evening What: It's time to break the news of where Daddy goes once a month. Warnings: None
For the past five years, Tonks and Remus had skirted the truth of where Remus went during every full moon when it came to their son. Gabe was a bright, loving kid, and Tonks thanked her lucky stars every single day of her life that he and Remus were in her life, but the fact remained that he was still a little boy, and she and Remus had no idea how he would react to learning that Daddy got a little furry at least a dozen times a year.
Tonks had done her best to subtly prepare Gabe from the beginning. Stories like The Three Little Pigs, Little Red Riding Hood, or anything that vilified wolves were left on bookshelves. Several of his stuffed animals were wolves, and whenever Tonks had a lycanthropy case in the office, she made a point of talking to Gabe about it and making it clear that most werewolves weren't bad people; they were good people stuck in a less than desirable situation, and people who thought they were bad were only scared of them because they didn't understand.
They'd done everything they could to prepare him for this, and finally it was getting to the point where they had to tell him, otherwise it would turn into deception. And deceiving their son was the last thing Tonks wanted to do.
Entering the living room, she flopped down on the sofa next to Remus and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "He'll be in once he's done brushing his teeth," she said. "Nervous?"