Special delivery for Remus Lupin

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((Backdated to the day of Remus and Sirius's experiment and Remus's visit to Stephen.))

While Remus Lupin was out, a certain anonymous jackass person had been busy. He had actually been waiting for days for this -- he'd been planning to do something to piss Lupin off since the night of the party, but had needed to wait till after the full moon to ensure its safety. How on earth he managed to sneak it into Lupin's quarters without being noticed or stopped by anyone was and would surely remain a mystery (unless he decided to brag about it later, cheerfully drunk), but... there it was.

When Remus returned to his room, he would find, standing on his bed, a large brown Shetland pony, devoid of any identifiers save a note tied around his neck in what was probably familiar handwriting. The note read: A GIFT, ON LOAN. NOT LUNCH. PLEASE DO NOT EAT THE PONY. There were hay and oats scattered about his hooves.

As gleeful as his owner was feeling about this, the pony, it should be noted, was less than thrilled. The room was full of things that weren't grass or food or other equines, and he couldn't run or roll. In fact, after having relieved himself in one corner and tried to unsuccessfully eat a few accoutrements, he was now quite annoyed. Even delivering messages was better than this: he usually got treats (sometimes lots, depending on the sendee) for that.