Remus sighed explosively, the forefinger of his left hand brushing over small words and incantations, his right hand clutching a rather large stick, as he stirred the brewing potion in the cauldron.

"After being forced to make this so many times, you would think I would have the damn potion memorized by now." He muttered, Sirius laughed, tossing his wild black hair back out of his eyes.

"Its fine Hun, anyway, you get the extra reading!" Remus sighed, skimming the page quickly, but unbeknownst to him or Sirius; his finger had slipped downwards, to an entirely different potion……

"And lastly stir it counterclockwise three times, and add a newt tail." Remus picked it up, and dropped the slippery, severed tail into the nasty brew. Turning off the flame beneath the cauldron, he carefully lifted it up, tipping it so the contents poured themselves into a golden goblet. He pinched his nose, attempting to ward off the stench and perhaps take off some of the bitter taste, as he chugged it. Sirius, silent until that point, frowned deeply when he saw Remus shudder,

"Love, are you sure you did it right?"

"Of course, I was reading it right from the book."

"But, doesn't it need leech blood? Instead of a newt tail?" Remus paled considerably at that comment, and quickly spun to look at his potions book, suddenly he groaned,

"Remus, baby, what's wrong?" Sirius demanded, helping the fallen man to his feet.

"I did the potion wrong, last three steps; I did for a different potion! Oh, it hurts so badly." He groaned again, clutching his abdomen, his entire body trembling, sweat beginning to bead on his upper lip and forehead. Sirius' breathing sped, as he stared at his boyfriend,

"Wrong? What did you do wrong? Remus? What do I do? Is there a cure?"

"It was….. The potion I made…… Was….." And without another sound, Remus collapsed on the floor in a dead faint. Sirius panicked, and picked up his rail thin lover, and carried him to the bedroom and laid him down on the bed. It was several hours afterwards, the sky a gray dusk, when Remus finally came into consciousness. The first thing he was aware of was an odd, sort of emptiness, in various parts of his body. That and the fact that he was laying on something soft, when he remembered vaguely he had been brewing the Wolf's bane potion, and drank it at midnight. The next thing he was aware of, was an odd weight against his chest, looking down, he saw Sirius, shoulders hunched, barely seated in the plush chair, head resting peacefully on Remus' chest. And then the shock of what he saw, struck Remus like lightning, his chest was not flat…… He raised his hands to inspect them; they were trembling, and female…… Eyes widening, he let out a gasp, and clapped his hands to his mouth. That voice was sure as hell not his! He looked down when he heard a soft noise, Sirius moved, burying his head against Remus' now soft breasts. Uncovering his mouth, Remus put his hands on Sirius' head and shook, whispering fervently,

"Sirius! Sirius, wake up! Something's wrong!" But nothing changed, Sirius continued to snore peacefully, head still resting on Remus. Remus groaned, how was he supposed to wake Sirius up? Finally he got an idea, still shaking Sirius, Remus laughed loudly, "Oh look, Snivellus got his panties tied in a knot again!"

"WHERE?!" Sirius demanded, shooting upwards immediately, "What? Wait…… What?"

"Sirius, something's wrong!" Remus hurried, staring at his lover with wide, panicked eyes.

"Oh, uh, hey there little lady…… Wait…… SHIT!"

"Sirius?"

"Oh my god….. Oh my god, oh no, oh fuck no! Uh, sorry little girl, but, uh, I am married and very happy, and if somehow I got drunk and ended up in your bed, hell, I am so sorry…. Wait….. This is my room…. Okay, look, miss, you need to get out, I need to find Remus….. Aw, shit! Remus!" All the while that Sirius had been babbling to the 'little lady' Remus had been trying to get a word in, and when Sirius finally stopped for breath, Remus took his chance,

"SIRIUS!" He bellowed, Sirius' eyes widened, and shock caused him to fall silent and stare at the girl,

"What? How do you know my name? Damn, I must have gotten way smashed……"

"Sirius, I am Remus!" He shouted, glaring at his lover

"Uh, no, Remus was a man miss."

"Dammit, it was the fucking potion! We NEED to find an antidote, I am not about to go around being a woman!" Remus growled in frustration, pushing himself up off the bed easily, running trembling fingers through his now waist-length golden hair. "If you still don't believe me, then I can name every embarrassing thing you did, starting from when you were eleven, when you wet the bed during a storm, or when you got caught shagging three boys in a broom cupboard." Remus said evilly, turning his golden gaze onto his lover, who, finally, seemed to get the fact that the woman sitting on the bed was in fact Remus and not some random chick from a bar. "I need to change." Remus muttered, wincing, as the shirt that normally fit on his male self now squeezed his rib cage painfully and cut off his breathing. He stood finally, and stretched up onto his toes, grasping his hands above his head, and rolled back onto the balls of his feet, arching his back just slightly, and then relaxed, walking silently to the closet and flinging it open. He looked trough Sirius' larger shirts, Sirius being of more muscled build than Remus. Finally he found a shirt that looked like it would fit, it was a black T-shirt, and the fabric was very, very stretchy. He sighed and pulled off his shirt, letting it drop to the floor, as he began to pull the new shirt over his head, he stopped, and stared downwards in disbelief.

"You okay Hun?" Sirius called from his seat on the bed, Remus sighed explosively,

"No, I am not okay! God dammit!" He ripped off the shirt impatiently and flung it at the wall, plopping down onto the ground, one arm across his breasts. Tears of anger, frustration, and pain stung his eyes, and slid freely down his cheeks. He wrinkled his nose in distaste, since when did he cry over anything? He wiped the back of his hand over his cheeks, attempting to scrub away the silliness, but to destroy one tear only left two in its place.

"Oh, baby! What's the matter?!" Sirius gushed, pulling Remus into a tight hug. "Go ahead; you know you can tell me." Sirius said softly, kissing the top of Remus' golden crowned head.

"I hate being like this!" Remus wailed pathetically, throwing up his arms in frustration, "I can't wear any of my shirts, and not even YOURS fit over these damn boobs! I hate being all emotional like this, and I hate feeling like I'll topple over because I'm top heavy! And I hurt! It hurts between my legs, and my boobs hurt! They're HEAVY!" He sighed in frustration again and dropped his head against Sirius' strong shoulder, leaning into the warm embrace; it was something that would always calm him down. He sighed, pulling back slightly, lifting his face off of Sirius' shoulder,

"Well damn, I got your shirt wet. I feel so idiotic right now. That potion so fucked up my mind."

"Aw, its okay sweetie, anyways, shirts can dry you know, just a quick little spell, easy, see?" With something resembling a twitch, Sirius spelled the spot dry. "See? No harm done. But who knows a way to reverse the potion?" Sirius pondered aloud, and then their gazes met in a dreadful glance,

"Severus Snape" They both moaned aloud,

"Like fuck he's coming near you when you're like this." Sirius growled defensively, Remus shuddered when he thought about the greasy-haired lecher's face.

"I know, but I do not want to spend the rest of my life as a woman."

"But, isn't there anyone else? Madam Pomfrey maybe?" Remus nodded,

"Yes, she may be able to help, wonderful woman that she is. Yes, we will go to her fist, I prefer her help over Snivellus." Sirius snickered quietly, hugging his husband tightly.

"I love you babe."

"Love you too, now, let me up, I want to take a shower, I feel disgusting." Remus slowly left Sirius' embrace and went into the bathroom, not bothering to lock the door, he turned on the hot water, and took his close off, namely his pants and boxers. Both of which were torn slightly on the seams where his hips had widened marginally, and thus split his seams. He sighed and stepped into the steaming water, letting the wonderful heat wash over him, let it caress him, he sighed again, turning so that he faced the back of the shower, head resting forlornly against the back wall. He closed his eyes, the water actually felt quite amazing. He turned around, and tilted his head back, wanting to let the water run down his neck, and er, other…. Parts….. Of his new body. But as he tilted his head back, something tickled his backside and he squeaked, jumping, only to realize it was his own hair,

"Nice, real nice." He muttered, raising his arms as he began to work the sweet shampoo into his scalp, it was Sirius' favorite scent, something called Japanese Cherry blossom. Remus was rather fond of it himself, it was a scent that wasn't too extremely over-powering, but, at the same time, not so super girly that he would smell like a complete ponce. He rinsed out the shampoo, and rinsed the soap off of his body, and quickly turned off the water. He stepped out of the bath, shivering fiercely as the cold air hit his soaked skin. He sighed and pulled open the door, and stepped out, flipping his dripping hair back over his shoulder, out of his face and eyes. Sirius smiled slightly, and tossed Remus a towel, which he began to use immediately, wondering idly what the hell he was going to put on. Which, turned out to be a pair of sweatpants, and a shirt that had the front cut open, and laced back closed. Remus felt VERY exposed in that shirt.