Sirius couldn't believe he had allowed himself to do something that stupid. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs. They were brothers in everything but blood. Now there was only three of them, Moony, Wormtail and Prongs. Sirius couldn't believe blame them after all it was his fault. All his fault. It had been his stupid idea. His fault.

He couldn't blame James for punching him, over and over again. He deserved it. As James hit him he couldn't help but think in his head "Black eye. Come on James you can do worse, I DESERVE worse.'' Of course James was obviously thinking the same thing because he then sent one sharp, strong kick to his stomach effectively creating a crack, breaking one of Sirius' ribs. Peter sat on his bed and watched the scene unfold right in front of his eyes, making no valiant effort to stop it. And James, James, well James was so angry he could barely breath. He threw punch after punch, kick after kick, hex after hex. A cutting hex which struck Sirius' cheek brought him back to reality.

"You're pathetic, a week worthless Black. You belong in Slytherin with the rest of the your family because you're just. like. them. James made sure to emphasis those last three words knowing they would hurt Sirius the most. He wanted Sirius to feel the hurt he was feeling right now. The hurt Peter was feeling. And above all the hurt Remus was going to feel when he woke up, to find out that one of the people he most trusted betrayed him.

James looked down and saw Sirius, his could grey eyes had a look of absence in them. He couldn't care he has more important things to think about by the looks of it. James fixed this by grabbing Sirius' much beloved hair and pulling his head up so he was face to face with James. Sirius' face was in a bad way. Both his eyes were nearly swollen shut, bloody was trickling from his mouth, his nose was pounding a steady stream of blood, he had two large deep gashes on his face and to top it all off bloody was slowly making its way down Sirius' face, escaping from beyond his hairline. But James didn't care, it wasn't enough, it would NEVER be enough. But he knew he had gone too far as the injuries inflicted on Sirius' face would be nothing compared to the injuries inflicted on the rest of his body.

When he threw Sirius back down on the ground, he rolled over and began coughing. James saw that the back of his hair was matted with blood that had clearly come from a gash on his head.

While looking at Sirius he felt a short burst of sympathy, Sirius should never look like that. But then the anger creeped back in and he remembered that Sirius deserved it. With one last kick to the stomach, he exited effectively slamming the door behind him. Peter, who was unsure of what to do and who looked immensely confused and scared, scarpared after James. He threw one final look at Sirius' limp body on the floor and then left in a slightly quieter version of James.

Whereas Sirius had lose consciousness in the middle of their dormitory. Classy.

A few hours later and James had cooled down, slightly. He still couldn't bear to look at Sirius or to even think about Sirius. It was now 9 O'Clock and James had to return to the dormitory because he had homework due for tomorrow. Slowly and cautiously he pushed the door open, expecting to be confronted by an angry Sirius, but instead an eerily empty room stared back at him.

"Probably away to lick his wounds.'' James muttered under his breath. But the second those words had left his lips, he heard a low, pain filled groan coming from their bathroom. James who was naturally curious, pushed the bathroom door open slightly but he was completely unprepared for the sight that greeted him.

Sirius was gripping onto the bathroom sink for an inch of his life. Even with the black school robes on, a scarlet substance could be seen to be seeping through. James' anger washed away and in that moment he completely forgot that he was mad at Sirius.

"Sirius?''

A slight tremor came in his voice. Upon hearing his name Sirius whirled around but then obviously regretted it because he immediately began swaying and just about managed to remain standing. Once Sirius realised who it was who had called him his facial expression changed dramatically. It went from one of shock to one of pure terror. He's afraid of me. Sirius is afraid of me. These words would not process in his brain and they just kept swirling around.

"James.'' Sirius croaked out, sounding nothing like normally did.

James couldn't take it, he couldn't stand there and look at Sirius knowing that the injuries that coated Sirius' body were caused by him. It was too much. So, without taking another look at Sirius, James walked quickly out of the bathroom. His mind had gone blank, he was pretty sure he had bumped into a good few people while fighting his way to a seat in the common room. He knew who he needed to talk to but it would involve sneaking out with the invisibility cloak. He glanced over at Peter who looked engrossed in his Transfiguration homework, so he decided it would be better if he went alone. He snuck up to the dormitory very quietly and making no sound at all except for the occasional creaking step. As he slipped the cloak over him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness, he had rarely done this alone.

As he left he quickly began on his way to the hospital wing. Remus would help him, Remus always knew what to do. But nothing like this has ever happened before, a voice in head replied snidely. As he walked into the hospital wing, it was very dark but he saw Remus lying on one of the beds at the far right corner.

"Remus, Remus.'' James whispered urgently. Remus' eyes shot open and then he closed them again with a sigh and answered impatiently,

"What is it James?'' Silence followed Remus' harsh words. Remus who was now becoming slightly worried opened his eyes and sat up. He took in James' hunched position on the chair with his head placed in his hands.

"James?'' Remus asked cautiously, now afraid because James had never acted like this before. Upon hearing his name James' head snapped up, his face was contorted in pain.

"Remus…'' James didn't know how to tell him. "Sirius…''

"Betrayed me? Almost made me kill someone. Told Snape my secret. Yeah, I know.'' Remus spat out viciously. James' face was shocked, he didn't think Remus would know.

"Remus, Sirius is hurt…''

"You think that I care, I want nothing to do with him.'' And with that Remus turned and faced the wall, ending the conversation.