A/N: Hello my readers! We are now venturing into 2nd Year, ooh... wow that was lame. Hope you like this one! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they all belong to J.K. Rowling.
Year Two Part One
"So, girls; how was your summer?"
"Evans went to her first Fair." James' smirk almost covered his face.
Remus looked up from his book. "How d'you know?"
"We saw James and Sirius there."
"Unfortunately," Lily mumbled, "I'm going to find Severus." She stood up and crossed to the compartment door.
"Watch out, Evans. Don't let his slimy hair touch you; wouldn't want your face to be all greased up and ruined."
"Good luck when you try out for the team, Potter!" Lily snarled.
"Why would I need good luck?"
"Because, you wouldn't want to fall off that broom of yours, what with that big head and all."
"You wound me, Evans! I thought you were the nicest bird at Hogwarts?"
"Only to people when they deserve it. See you lot at the Sorting." She slammed the door shut and stomped away.
"So... Sirius, are you trying out?" Remus asked.
"Yeah, I'm trying out for Beater. So I can relieve pent up frustration, you know?"
"'Pent up frustration'? For what?" Hermione's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at him.
"Just family stuff. Nothing you need to worry about, Hermione."
"Isn't your brother being Sorted this year?" Remus asked.
"Yeah" He said distastefully.
"I didn't know you had any siblings."
"Yeah well, we're not exactly close." Silence filled the compartment after that, but James soon broke it by a conversation with Sirius about Quidditch try-outs.
Hermione clapped along with the rest of Gryffindor when the newest First Year joined their House.
"Regulus Black" She felt Sirius stiffen up from beside her as she watched a carbon copy of him sit at the stool.
"Slytherin!"
Regulus dropped down and made his way over to the cheering Slytherin's, his eyes meeting his older brother's for a moment before sitting down next to Narcissa Black, his cousin.
"Sirius are you okay?" Hermione's eyebrows were scrunched together as she looked at him. He had been staring at his food for the last 5 minutes and she was starting to worry.
"Yeah, I'm fine" He sent her a smile, but the charm didn't bark. It wasn't real.
"C'mon mate! Don't worry about that brother of yours. We've got a prank to plan!" James exclaimed.
A smirk lit up Sirius' face and the charm barked. He picked up a piece of his chicken and took a large bite out of it.
"I swear, you eat like a dog!" Hermione laughed and took a sip of her pumpkin juice.
"So, 'Mione... you in?" She looked at James, confusion etched onto her face.
"In on what?"
"The prank of course!"
"Oh... well, who are we pranking?"
"The Slytherin's of course!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed, "alright, but not too bad, okay?"
James waved her last comment off before turning towards Remus, "Are you in, Remus?"
"Not tonight, sorry." He mumbled.
"What do you mean not tonight! What's going on?!" James persisted.
"My mum's sick again, I have to go see her."
Sirius looked at him suspiciously and Hermione seemed worried.
"Is she going to be okay?"
"I don't know."
"You just got here Remus, why'd you leave right now mate?"
Remus finally looked up at them, dark circles were under his eyes, and he looked like he was going to be sick.
"Remus, are you okay?" Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder and he flinched away.
"I-I'm f-fine. No n-need to worry 'M-mione."
She shook her head and stood up, "C'mon, we're taking you to the Hospital Wing."
James and Sirius pulled Remus up by the arms, supporting him, while Hermione went to go talk to Professor McGonagall.
After dropping Remus off at the Hospital Wing; James, Sirius, and Hermione decided to postpone the prank for the night, they were too worried about their friend, and it was getting dark.
"Do you think he'll be alright?" Hermione asked.
"He'll be fine! He always is." James stuffed his hands in his pockets and started climbing up the stairs that led to the third floor.
"I don't know... I have a bad feeling."
"Oh, come on Hermione! Listen, Remus is going to be fine." Sirius lightly shoved Hermione up the staircase.
"Hey guys, look! Full moon!" James excitedly pointed to the sky out the window.
"How can you tell? It's just barely coming up." Hermione asked.
"I just can."
"Oi," Sirius took a closer look outside. "What's Madam Pomfrey doin' outside, isn't she supposed to be taking care of Remus?"
"Isn't that Remus right there?" She pointed to the figure that was walking beside Madam Pomfrey.
"Did Pomfrey go mad?! She's taking him to the Whomping Willow! We have stop her!" James took off down the staircase, Hermione and Sirius close behind.
James carefully lead the other two across the grounds, stopping once he saw Madam Pomfrey and Remus. He quickly shoved Hermione and Sirius behind a bush and jumped in after them.
The three watched as the school's Matron used her wand to pick up a large stick and poke a knot in the Whomping Willow.
The tree immediately stopped thrashing around, and Remus crawled into a hole into the trunk. Madam Pomfrey followed behind him.
"I did not know that the Whomping Willow could actually stop whomping, did you?" James looked over at his friends as they shook their heads.
"I wonder where that hole leads to..." Hermione started to stand up in order to investigate, but was yanked back onto the ground by James.
Madam Pomfrey had come out of the hole and the Whomping Willow went back to its thrashing.
They watched her leave and, when there was no other sight of her, the three stood up and walked slowly over to the tree.
James was just about to pick up the discarded stick when there was a howl into the night.
"What was that?!" Hermione whispered, her eyes wide.
"I don't know" He picked up the stick and poked the knot in the tree carefully, the tree stilled it's movements.
They stared at the hole for a long moment before Sirius spoke up.
"Well, come on!" He led the way into the tunnel, James going in after him, leaving Hermione at the end.
They were about to climb an old staircase, when another howl sounded, this time followed by a growl.
Sirius looked up and stared into a pair of big green eyes. Familiar green eyes. His eyes widened with realization. "Remus."
The large figured let out a howl and Sirius turned around, screaming.
"RUN!"
Hermione led the way, running as fast as she could, out of the tunnel. She could here the creature following them, it's growl filling the tunnel.
They didn't stop running, even when they were safely in the castle. They finally reached the Gryffindor Tower, severely out of breath.
"A Werewolf, Remus is a Werewolf?!" James wheezed out.
Hermione collapsed on the couch, trying to catch her breath.
"Apparently." Sirius rested on the arm chair, his hair blowing out of his eyes with every exhale.
"Well, who cares if he's a Werewolf?" She sent them a look as they stared bewildered at her.
"He's still our friend! Besides, it's not his fault. He most likely didn't choose to live his life like this."
"You're right." James sighed. "He's our friend, no matter what he is!"
"We're going to see him tomorrow, right?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah. I'm going to bed, I've had enough adventure for one night. Good night boys." Hermione made her way to the Girls Staircase, Sirius watching her go.
When she was gone, James sent a smirk over to his mate.
"When are you going to ask her out?"
"Shut up." Sirius threw a pillow at his face.
The three found themselves sitting on Remus' bed in the Hospital Wing for the 3rd week in a row. Remus was asleep, well, unconscious. His face had cuts and bruises all over it, and his arms and legs were covered with bandages.
"We need to find a way to help him." Hermione leaned her head on her palm. Never in her 13 years of life, had Hermione ever wanted to help someone as much as she wanted to help Remus.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." James rubbed at his eyes and let out a yawn. He hadn't been able to sleep well for days, and he was starting to fall asleep in his classes.
"Shh... he's waking up!" Hermione held a silent finger to her lips and pointed.
James woke up immediately and smiled widely, he leaned in close to his friend's face, waiting for him to open his eyes. When he saw them fluttering, he shouted. "Good morning, handsome!"
"Aah!" Remus nearly fell out of the bed, but Hermione grabbed hold of him before he could.
"James!" Hermione glared at him, gently helping Remus sit up.
"What?" He gave her an innocent look, his hands folded together in his lap. He gave her a cheeky grin when she continued to look disapprovingly at him.
"Wha-what are you doing here?" Remus looked at them, pure fear in his eyes.
"We know, Remus." Hermione said gently.
"Kn-know what?"
Sirius smirked at his friend, his eyebrows raised. "About your furry little problem."
"Wh-what? Pft, I don't have a problem. What are you guys talking about?"
James sighed, "We know that you're a Werewolf, Remus."
Remus' eyes widened in fear, "You d-do?"
"Yes." Hermione said firmly.
Remus sighed, his eyes now downcast, "Well... I guess that's it, then. It was nice having you three as my friends, I really appreciated it." He jumped when James and Sirius started laughing.
"Oh, come on Remus! You don't honestly believe that we're not going to be your friends anymore, do you?"
"B-but, I'm a werewolf!"
"So," Sirius shrugged. "Who cares?"
Remus stared at them as though they were mad. "The whole Wizarding World cares, Sirius!"
Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder, "True, but our point is, Remus... we don't care."
"Yeah, we're still going to be your friends. We're not leavin' you mate." James gently patted his shoulder, though he still winced. "Sorry."
Remus sighed and a small smile formed on his busted lip, "Well... I guess I'm stuck with you lot then."
"Rude... but very true." Sirius answered. "Oi! You're lucky you're injured, or I would have beat you." He glared at Remus, who had just thrown his pillow at him.
A/N: And the 1st part of Second year is done. Woo Hoo! Hope you guys liked it. Read, review... do whatever, go wild for all I care! Just don't break the computer screen, I don't think it'll be worth it. :P Bye! :)
