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AN: This posted with Charlotte Lazarus-Charlie in mind...Enjoy all

Chapter two

"Amnesia?" Remus chuckled. "That sounds like something from a romance novel, next you're gonna tell me I'm dating that bloke." Remus point over to Peter.

His three friends remained quiet.

"I'm not, am I?" The wolf pleaded as his mind panicked.

"No, no," Sirius finally reassured.

"Well, that's a relief," Remus smiled, ignoring the squeal from the round boy, as they turned a corner. "So, where are we going?"

"The Gryffindor common room," James replied, "Dumbledore told us to try to help you remember, and the only place where we can really do that now, is our dorm room."

"All right."

"Good evening, dearies," The fat lady beamed at the four. "I see you're doing better, young man."

"Of course." Remus returned the portrait's smile. "Um, Sirius?"

"Yes, Remus?"

"I think I'm hallucinating. That painting just spoke to me."

"Remus, this is the Fat Lady. She guards the entrance to Gryffindor Tower, so that no one but Gryffindors can get in," Sirius explained.

"Yes, that's what I do, dearie," The Fat Lady nodded.

"Wow. How long have you been doing that?"

"Oh, quite some time. I don't remember the exact amount of time I've hung here." The Fat Lady tapped her bottom lip in thought.

"Well, that must be a drag; hanging here day and night for years and years. Do you ever get lonely? I mean, does anyone stay and talk to you? I bet you have some really interesting stories, being here for longer than your self can remember."

"Well, now that you have brought it up, I do have this one scandalous tale 'bout a certain Headmistress and-"

"Balderdash," James and Sirius cried at the same time.

The Fat Lady glared at the pair, before swinging open to reveal a hole in the wall. The three boys climbed through, dragging an awe-shocked Remus with them.

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Remus had a total of sixteen seconds to scan the round common room, before a frenzy of red hair and hazel green eyes sprung out at him.

"Remus! You're all right! I heard you were assaulted by a Bludger! Some people are so careless and absentminded. They need to learn that the PITCH is where the game of QUIDDITCH belongs!"

"I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE!" Sirius finally cracked. "She blew the whistle after I hit the thing, and who would have guessed it would have traveled that far away! I'm really sorry Remus- I didn't mean for it to hit you."

"It's fine, Sirius," The wolf smiled and then whispered. "Do I know her too?"

"Unfortunately," Sirius muttered back.

"Hey!" Shouted both James and Lily; causing the two to blush.

"You two like each other. Don't you?" Remus laughed. "Don't they?" He turned back to Sirius.

"I do not like that arrogant pig head!" Lily cried, and to prove her point she hexed James for no real reason.

Remus' eyes bulged out of his skull at the sight of green moss sprouting from James' face. "That's disgusting. Why'd you do that to him?"

"Teach him to stand close to me!" Lily spat, and then stormed off to the girl's dormitory.

"Remind me never to cross her," Remus told Sirius, withdrawing a step or two from the moss covered James. "I don't want to look like that."

"Don't worry, mate. James is the only one who gets the pleasure of sporting the Lily Evans' spring look. Come on. I'll show you our room, see if it helps you any."

Remus nodded and followed Sirius up the stairs, while Peter fussed over James' face.

"So, that happens often?" Remus cast one last curious look over his shoulder.

"Every so often. Did it seem familiar?" Sirius' face light up if only for a second.

"No, not really. It grosses me out though. Does it normally?"

"I don't know," Sirius answered as he swung open an oak wood door. "Here we are." He lifted his arms into the air as if presenting the wolf a grand prize. "Anything?"

Remus soaked in the whole room and then shook his head.

Sirius sighed. "This is your bed." He pointed to the one closest to them and the door. "Go on, sit on it. Take it all in. Remember?"

Remus ran a faded scared hand along the red fabric on his bed. A wave of heat and tangled sheets passed through his vision.

"Yes?"

The wolf blinked and shook his head again as he sat down on the edge of the mattress. "Nope. Nothing."

AN: What ya think? Let me know.