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A/N: Special thanks to Tyra004, luciangirl06, and Crying Tears Of Gold for following this story! You guys are great! Sorry that this is so short- I promise the next one will be a little longer! This is Chapter 2/3- so only one left! Please r&r and enjoy!


James sensed someone beside him, so close he could feel their breathing. He turned his head a fraction, exhausted after practice and unsure if he wanted to acknowledge whoever it was. It was Remus. He grinned at James, one hand holding a large, green apple.

"How was practice?" He asked through a mouthful of fruit.

"Shhhh-we're following someone," He lead Remus away from the rest of the Quidditch team, out of earshot.

"Who? Dear God, if we're following Lily once more-"

"Quiet!" James hissed in reply. With a slight huff, Remus complied. They turned the corner to find the hall empty.

"James?"

"Thank goodness! I needed to speak to you- in private,"

"Before you even ask- no, I won't help you try and 'charm' Lily again. She almost took my head off last week."

"Then I guess it's a good thing it's not my lady problems we're discussing. They're Sirius'."

Remus stopped munching on his snack at those words, giving the taller boy his full attention.

"He's a big boy James, he can do what he'd like," Remus replied unconvincingly.

"Listen- we've been back to school for about two months. That new girl on his arm, Mary? She's at least his fifth…whatever those girls are, this term!" Remus didn't correct him, Mary was the sixth...not that Remus was keeping track.

"So?" He shrugged with forced nonchalance.

"So, I think our friend is having some sort of mid life crisis!" James' voice had steadily grown louder until he was all but shouting at his gangly companion. Remus sighed and dragged a hand over his face wearily.

"I see what you're getting at, but what do you think is bothering him?" James opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out. His brow furrowed in thought.

"I don't know, Remus, but I think you need to talk to him."

"Me? Why?" James rolled his eyes at Remus' complaint.

" If I do it, he'll laugh it off. If Lily does it...well we both know she won't. You've always been close to him..." Remus knew he was fighting a losing battle, but decided to try one last time.

"What would I even say?" James smirked in satisfaction.

"Thanks Moony!" He smiled before leaving Remus to mull over exactly what he had agreed to.


The next week was even worse- Sirius avoided him like the plague, waking before the others and arriving at the dorm late at night. That was when Remus finally managed to confront him.

He sat in an uncomfortable wooden chair to keep him from nodding off, knowing that if he didn't talk to Sirius then that he would lose his nerve to do so. In his hand, he held a letter addressed to Sirius. He hadn't read all of it, his eyes skimming over 'your brother told us', 'disowned', 'this Remus' and 'gay'. He hadn't read any more, simply folding the letter and holding it in his hand.

He hadn't much longer to wait before the door creaked open slowly, and a dark figure crept in. Sirius sat on the bed with a sigh before turning on a small lamp, basking his face in a low light. Shadows danced across his features as he swiftly removed his shoes and ever present leather jacket.

"Sirius," Remus breathed, causing the other teen to turn around and face him.


A/N: Bit of a cliffy? Review for an update!