A/N - Trigger for depression, suicide, self harm

This story attaches itself as a Part 2 to the previous story. Yes, I know the quidditch game schedule is wrong here, but please just indulge me for the sake of my plot line. This story wasn't supposed to look like this but as I was writing it became something else.

Also, my holidays are now over...so sad. I'll still post, but not so often. If you click on my profile, you can see that I've been writing a post POA Remus fic, and even wrote an OotP era Remus fic.

It had been a few days since Harry was taken to St Mungo's and given some anti-depressant potions. The healers had warned him that he was likely to need a week or so to adjust to the new medicine. Since Harry had started taking it, he was always agitated, snapping at his friends very quickly.

Thursday's DADA class came around for first period and Remus was worried to see that Harry had not made it to class on time. He asked the other Gryffindors if they had seen him that morning – they replied they had not. His bed was empty, so they assumed he'd already gone to breakfast, then at breakfast they'd assumed he'd already gone to the library or the DADA classroom.

Remus was very worried by this point. He wrote a short note to Minerva McGonagall, Harry's head of house, and charmed it into a paper aeroplane which would find Minerva. Meanwhile, Remus tried to teach the rest of the class the latest lesson about vampires. Twenty minutes into class Harry comes sauntering in the room without a word or a care before taking a seat next to Hermione. Remus decided not to allow this to interrupt his teaching and continued talking about vampires. He noticed Hermione whispering something to Harry but decides to ignore this as well. Suddenly he hears Harry sneer at Hermione loudly "No one asked you."

Remus stopped teaching. "Right" started Remus, "Harry, grab your things and sit there." He said pointing at the only desk spare in the room, the teacher's desk. Harry glared at him for a while. "Harry, move now please, or I'll move you to the spare seat myself with magic." Harry glared at Hermione menacingly as he violently pushed his chair out then kicked his chair back in. "Quietly please, Potter."

Remus finished teaching his lesson on Vampires, and dismissed the students, keeping Harry at his desk. "Professor, I'll be late for Herbology" started Harry.

"I'll let Professor Sprout know why you're late. Harry, why were you late today?"

"Dunno. Lost track of time."

"Harry?"

"It's the truth, professor"

"Are you fighting with Hermione?"

"No"

"Worst lie of the century, Harry."

"Yeah, I guess."

"I suggest you either avoid her or apologise to her. You were out of line just then in class."

"Not my fault. It's all her being an insufferable know it all."

"She's your friend, Harry. When you remember that, I suggest you apologise to her. Now, let's see, detention tonight, 7pm here."

"But professor…." Harry realised that he wouldn't be able to get out of it, so he stopped.

"Right, Harry, I'll send a note to Professor Sprout letting her know why you're late. I suggest you run along to the Greenhouses."

Harry left without another word.

Remus got to the staff room at morning break time for a cup of tea. He sat down, chatting to Minerva when Pomona Sprout walked in furious. "Minerva, I've given Potter detention tonight. The ratbag dumped a whole bag of dragon dung over the head of poor Dean Thomas. I don't know what's going on with the boy, but Thomas cried."

"Oh boy, he's not having a good day, Potter. He already got detention from me for coming 20 minutes late and starting a fight with Granger," stated Remus.

"I've got him just before lunch. I'll have a chat with him then," said Minerva.

"What has he got before transfiguration?" asked Remus.

"Potions," replied Minerva, looking worried.

"Hopefully he'll have the sense to behave himself for the rest of the day," suggested Remus doubtfully.

Harry headed to Potions in a foul mood. He almost considered just skipping it, but he managed to get in the room just in time. Today students were learning how to make a Doxycide potion in pairs. Harry was paired up with Neville Longbottom to make the potion. Neville immediately started to juice the Bundimun, but his hand slipped and Bundimun ooze went everywhere. Harry snapped at him "Can't you ever do anything right?" When it came to grind Streeler shells, Harry took the pumice from Neville and decided to do it himself, imagining that every Streeler was the face of someone who had annoyed him that day. He was pouring it into the potion, when Neville stopped him "It's not powdered enough." Harry got angry at this and tipped the whole potion out onto Neville's potions textbook. The mixture of Streeler shells and Bundimun ooze started to melt everything in its path. Snape came over in an instant, waved his wand to make the potion disappear and threw both Potter and Neville out of the classroom. "You two haven't got a brain cell between you" Snape snapped at the pair, "A week's worth of detention for wilful destruction of school property, 50 points from Gryffindor each, and both of you owe me an essay of 2 feet on the properties of Bundimun ooze."

"What did you do that for?" shouted Neville at Harry once Snape had left to return to the class. Harry never responded, he just walked straight past Neville to head back to the Gryffindor tower.

"Hey, wait up" called Neville after Harry once he realised where Harry was going. Harry was fuming, so he ignored Neville.

By the time Transfiguration class started, Harry was nowhere to be found. Minerva knew she couldn't just let Harry disappear, so she magicked a message to Remus who was on his marking period at that time.

Remus

Harry isn't in Transfiguration. He and Longbottom got more detention in Potions. Please find him.

Minerva

Remus was trying to mark the mountain of essays by his desk when the message floated into the room. He gave a little groan – he'd never get those essays marked before the full moon. Remus pulled out the Marauder's map and tapped "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." If only they knew in fifth year that Moony would be using the map to find Prongs' child a decade later, Remus thought to himself. 'Trovare Prongslet' he told the map to get Harry's name to start shooting small red sparks on the page. Remus looked around for him – Harry was in the Gryffindor tower – his dormitory. He headed over to the dormitory quickly and hoped that the password hadn't changed since last time he found Harry missing. When he got there, he told the Fat Lady the password – Flibbertigibbert. Remus silently thanked Merlin that it worked. Minerva's looks whenever anyone interrupted her lessons still sent shivers down his back – a side effect of years of receiving the same look along with the other Marauders. Remus walked to the third-year dorms to find no one there. "Harry" he shouted, "Harry, where are you, you're supposed to be in Transfiguration. We're worried about you." But there was no answer. Remus looked at Harry's bed but couldn't find him "Accio Invisibility Cloak", remembering that last time Harry was sat on his bed under the cloak. The cloak shot into Remus' hands, revealing Harry on his bed. At first Remus thought the boy was sleeping, but then as he got closer, he realised that the red around Harry was not just the Gryffindor scarlet sheets - there was blood pooling around Harry. He dropped the invisibility cloak next to the bed. "Shit" exclaimed Remus, as he ran over to Harry. He tried to wake Harry, but he wouldn't stir. Remus quickly performed a spell to temporarily stop the blood, grabbed the boy in his arms and carried him out of the Gryffindor tower. Remus was running down the corridors with Harry's body. Remus said "James, Lily, you can't take him now, you need to send him back. I've only just got to know the boy again."

When Remus arrived at the hospital wing, he shouted for Poppy Pomfrey, who looked up from her patient – a third year Gryffindor who had been on the end of a nasty potion explosion and had boils everywhere and rushed over to Remus and Harry. Poppy indicated that Harry could be placed on any bed, but Remus walked Harry instead to the private room where he had stayed after transformations as a student. He lifted Harry's sleeves so Poppy could see the damage and wounds that Harry had inflicted on himself. Poppy nodded at Remus and told him "You did a good job, finding him and stopping the blood flow. How about you go and rest." Remus refused. He didn't want to leave Harry's bedside. He didn't have any classes until last period. Poppy let Remus sit there, she knew that he wouldn't interfere with her work. She gave Harry a large vial of blood replenishing potion and another potion to calm him down for when he woke.

Harry woke after just over an hour and looked around the room – he had never been in this private room before and didn't know it existed. He saw Professor Lupin looking at him. "You gave me quite a scare," stated Remus. Harry tried to sit up, but Remus stopped him, telling him to rest. "I shall go and let Madam Pomfrey know you are awake."

"Wait, Professor, the new anti-depressent potion is supposed to make me feel better, but it makes me feel worse. I don't know what to do."

"We will find out what's going on, Harry. But for now, rest. Here, eat a little chocolate," he said, snapping some chocolate off a block in his pocket, "it'll make you feel better."

Harry took the chocolate, looking at Remus with an amazed expression. Remus left the room to go and find Poppy.

"Poppy. He's up. Can we talk somewhere?"

"Sure"

"Harry is taking a new anti-depressant potion from St Mungo's. They said it would take a week or so to start working, but it seems its actually getting worse on the new medicine."

"Hmmm. Depending on which one he was given, sometimes things can get worse before they get better. It's funny how the brain works. We still don't fully understand it. However, if a healer at St Mungo's gave him the medicine, I might give them a call via Floo and see what they have to say about it."

"Ok. Oh, and I gave him some chocolate."

"You and your chocolate Remus."

Poppy Pomfrey went to see Harry and decided that everything was ok with him, but added that he needed to rest, and be monitored. Remus knew that part of this monitoring was that they needed to be certain that Harry would not try any self-harm again. Then Poppy Floo called St Mungo's asking for advice on the new medicine that Harry was given.

Remus sat with Harry until his next class. Neither of them saying much. He headed off to class, thinking about Harry the whole time. For dinner, Remus headed back to the Hospital Wing to see how the boy was doing. As Remus walked into the Hospital Wing, he was stopped by Poppy who asked him to have a word.

"I know Potter wrote you down as his adult contact, so I want to discuss this with you."

"Uh, ok"

"St Mungo's have said that things are expected to get worse the first week of the new potion. However, it should start improving next week. St Mungo's have suggested that Harry goes there to be observed if we don't think he can stay here by himself."

"He'll never accept that"

"Well, what other choice do we have. We can't watch him 24/7"

"I don't know. Have you told Harry any of this?"

"No. I was waiting for you"

Remus sighed. "Is there some sort of tracking spell you can put on him?" he asked.

"It'll be obvious to the whole student body" replied Poppy.

"Let's go and talk to Harry then"

Poppy and Remus left the room and went to see Harry who was looking a lot better than he was earlier. Poppy explained the situation with the potion – he would simply have to ride out the first week no matter how terrible he felt. Then hopefully on the eighth day there would be an improvement. She suggested that Harry go to St Mungo's to wait out the rest of the time there so they could keep an eye on him, but Harry flatly refused. Remus explained the other way was to put a tracking spell on him. It would tell Poppy exactly where Harry was and when his vitals started to drop. Remus could see that Harry was considering it, until Poppy explained to him that he would have a heart follow him around everywhere as part of the charm.

"Well, you either go to St Mungo's or we need a way to make sure you're ok wherever you are," stated Poppy briskly. "If we can't keep you safe in the castle, I will have no choice but to send you to St Mungo's."

"I have a quidditch match this weekend. I can't fly around with a heart following me. It'll be too obvious."

"Could we give the whole Gryffindor team the spell? Or make it look like they also have a heart following them?" suggested Remus, "Short of you following a staff member everywhere like a lost puppy, this is the best way to do it."

Harry looked at him "Professor, can't I stay with you?"

Remus squirmed; he didn't want Harry to follow him around for the next few days. He was boring and didn't want Harry to constantly be around him – after each day of classes, he was emotionally drained from the toll of being so extroverted in front of his students.

Remus was still squirming as Harry looked at him, with Lily's green eyes, and James' face. Finally, he heard himself say "I have to teach Friday, but I'm relatively free on the weekend. However, I do need to leave the castle at one point. You will need to come back here to the Hospital Wing to be observed by Madam Pomfrey during that time." As he realised what he had just said, he cursed himself. He could see Poppy shooting him a dirty look for being such a pushover. Poppy left, so Remus added in, "Also, you agree that you can only use that cloak of yours when I say it's ok. No hiding under it, Harry. And there's no room for you to sleep in my room, so you'll have to come back here to the Hospital Wing at night."

Harry gave him a smile and said, "Thank you." Dammit James, thought Remus.

Remus sat with Harry for most of the night. After dinner, he heard Hermione and Ron come into the Hospital Wing, asking if Harry was there. He asked Harry if he was willing to have some guests. Harry nodded, so he headed out to see the two students. Suddenly he had an idea. "Hermione, Ron," he started, "Harry isn't very well at the moment, but he's keen to go to classes tomorrow. Madam Pomfrey will only let Harry leave if she can place a tracking spell on him. However, the tracking spell is obvious to anyone who looks – he will be followed by a heart above his head. Harry doesn't want to be singled out…"

"You want us to have the spell too" asked Hermione.

"Well, yes. I can charm you both so that you just have a heart float above your head. It will look the same as Harry's, but without the tracking function"

Ron agreed straight away. Hermione was hesitant, but finally agreed. Remus showed the two students to the private room where Harry was being kept, then left to get some dinner for himself at the kitchens.

The next morning, Remus woke and went to the Hospital Wing to see Harry. He explained to Harry that he would ask Poppy to give him the tracking spell, and that he would charm the same looking heart to follow Ron and Hermione. Harry seemed a bit happier at this, and the fact it meant he could leave the Hospital Wing, so Madam Pomfrey came and performed the spell. He then walked Harry back to the Gryffindor common room where he found Hermione and charmed a heart to follow her too. He then headed to the boy's third year dormitory and charmed a still half-asleep Ron. Soon, the whole dormitory wanted the heart charmed above them, so Remus obliged. The more the merrier.

Remus taught the day of classes, noticing that some of the other students had also started charming hearts above their heads like it was a new fashion statement. He gave a little chuckle. His plan had worked. Maybe he'd get out of having Harry shadow him all weekend he thought.

Saturday morning came, and Remus had been up late the night before reading a fascinating book he'd found at the library about Dementors. He expected a sleep in that morning but had no such luck. At 6am, there was a knock at his door. Remus ignored the knock, but the person knocked again "Professor, it's me, Harry." Remus groaned. Surely Harry could just keep the health tracking charm on now that the whole castle was doing it. Remus woke up, put on his housecoat then opened the door "Harry, I thought you were happy being tracked now that half of Hogwarts has a heart following them too," he said sleepily. "Oh" responded Harry, "but I can't fly around in the quidditch match with a heart above my head. It'll get in the way of game play."

Remus looked at him, thinking of James, then gave in. "Ok, let me get dressed. You stay here." Remus quickly got dressed and combed his hair before returning back to open the door for Harry. "Eh, Harry, do you know its 6am?"

"Yes, practice starts at 6:15." Well, you've missed the start of that one thought Remus, looking down at his watch. "So, I suppose you want me to get rid of the heart, then" asked Remus. Harry nodded in response. Remus waved his wand while giving a little yawn and made the heart disappear. Harry was full of energy. Remus could tell this would be a tough day. He grabbed his book and earplugs and followed Harry to the Quidditch pitch.

At the Quidditch pitch, it was cold and still a little foggy. Remus followed Harry to collect his broom – a Nimbus 2000 that he was renting from a Quidditch supply shop. It was better than the school brooms, but it just wasn't Harry's old broom. Remus settled into the stands where he would be able to see things clearly and took out his book. While Harry was busy flying around, he doubted he would do anything stupid. At 8am he finally heard the whistle blow and Madam Hooch moved them off the pitch. Remus moved down to the change rooms where he waited for Harry to emerge after a hot shower.

While he was waiting for Harry, Fred looked at Remus "Professor, to what do we owe this pleasure" he asked.

"I promised I would watch Harry fly again one day, so here I am."

"Bloody hell, you're nearly as mental as Wood starting practice at 6am."

Remus just looked at Fred, until George came along "Ah, you've come to see morning Wood, have you, Professor?" he asked with a wink.

Remus stared at him with his best Minerva McGonagall look. "Yes, Wood wants longer, stronger, harder" said Fred.

"He's talking about training of course, Professor" added in George.

Remus tried to keep his best McGonagall stare on, but he could feel the corners of his mouth move into a tiny smile.

Harry finally came out of the change room, so they walked to the Great Hall together for breakfast. At the Great Hall, they separated so that Harry sat at the Gryffindor table and Remus at the staff table.

After a small breakfast, Remus headed back out with Harry to the Quidditch pitch for the game against Ravenclaw. Remus sat in the staff stands with his earplugs in – he always found Quidditch games too loud to sit through comfortably for his sensitive werewolf hearing. The game passed without major incident for Harry, who even managed to catch the snitch.

Remus went to meet Harry in the change rooms to hear that the Gryffindor team were planning a celebration in the Common room. Remus never sat through the celebrations when he was at school and James and Sirius had won the cup, let alone sit through his students partying now. He pulled Harry aside and explained that he had no intention of sitting through the party. If Harry wanted to go to the party, he would need to get Madam Pomfrey to re-cast the health tracking spell on him. Otherwise, Remus was planning on spending the afternoon reading his book and marking in his office. Harry looked at him for a while, making a decision before deciding that he wanted to spend the afternoon with Remus. Remus wasn't sure if he ought to be happy or sad about this, so he suggested that Harry get his homework to give him something to do and meet him at his office in ten minutes.

Remus went to his office via the kitchens to collect a stack of sandwiches, pastries, sweets and a flagon of pumpkin juice. He saw Harry at his office, along with Hermione and Ron. "Ah, stowaways" he said jokingly, "Good job I raided the kitchens before I came here." He looked at them "I don't think I have enough space for all of you in my office, let's go to the DADA classroom." He walked the food and the students to the classroom. Once they got in, he placed the food on a spare desk and asked the students to start on whatever homework they had, remembering to add in that if they were using library books, they shouldn't have any food or drink near it. The trio quietly got on with their study without too many issues. At dinner they got up and headed down to the Great Hall. Harry turned to Remus and asked, "After dinner, where do I go?"

"Our deal was you would sleep in the Hospital Wing, Harry. There is nowhere in my room for you to sleep."

"But, after dinner before bed?"

"I guess you can stay with me in my office if you don't want to go to the hospital wing. But I want you in the hospital wing for curfew."

Harry headed to dinner with Remus, eating at separate tables again before they returned to Remus' office. This time without Ron and Hermione.

Harry got on with his essay on Vampires for DADA. He figured that with Professor Lupin in the room, if he needed any help, he could always ask. Remus busied himself in his book, but Harry kept asking him questions. He clearly hadn't taken in any of the class and was now asking Remus everything he needed to know about Vampires.

"So, they burn under sun light Professor?"

"Not quite, but it's not comfortable for them."

"Ah. And eating garlic kills them?"

"They are allergic to just the smell, Harry."

"And you just drive a wooden stake through their heart to kill them?"

"What? Where did you read that?"

"Oh, some muggle film."

"Hmmmm" said Remus disapprovingly.

"What about holy water then?"

"Holy water? What's holy water?" asked Remus

"I guess that's a no too then. So, when I meet a vampire, I just kill it, with the killing curse?"

"Harry, you don't need to kill one just because you come across one. Just defend yourself."

"Oh."

"Harry, just because it's a dark creature doesn't mean it has to die. Personally, I know a werewolf who folds his socks 27 days of the lunar cycle. There's only one night you need to be worried about."

"Really? You know a werewolf? I hear they're really dangerous," said Harry in surprise.

"They can be when transformed," stated Remus, "but you've got to remember that the rest of the lunar cycle, they're just like you and me. You could know a werewolf and not even know it, Harry."

"Heh, I guess so," replied Harry.

"Anyway, with that, I think it's time for bed. Come on, pack up your things then I'll take you to the hospital wing," suggested Remus. Harry complied. When they got to the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey was waiting for them.

"Good night, Harry. I'll come and get you from here tomorrow. Have a sleep in. You deserve it."

"Good night Professor."

The next morning at 9am, Professor Lupin came by the Hospital Wing to find Harry sat in a chair, reading. "Good morning, Harry. Have you eaten?" he asked. Harry nodded in response. "Good. Harry, do you have anything you want to do today? I have somewhere to be at 1pm until dinner, but I'm all yours before then and after dinner."

"Can we leave the castle?" asked Harry with a cheeky grin.

"No" he replied flatly. "Why? What are you thinking of?"

"Oh, nothing."

Suddenly Harry had a thought, "You're a teacher. Can I go flying?" he asked excitedly.

"I suppose. If the pitch is free," replied Remus, "but if I'm going to sit there in the stands and watch you, I'm taking a pile of essays and a flask of hot tea."

Remus took Harry to his office to get his essays and then to the kitchens to get some pastries and a large flask of hot tea before heading out to the broom shed to get Harry's loaned broom and a practice snitch. The Quidditch pitch was empty, so Remus sat in the stands and watched Harry release the snitch then catch it multiple times. Remus marked a few essays in between watching Harry and sipped on his flask of tea. Remus thought to himself about when Harry was a baby and used to fly around on a child's broom. It makes perfect sense that the teenager in front of him is now Quidditch obsessed, even if there was a ten-year gap in his ability to fly a broom.

At lunch, Remus called for Harry to stop and head back to the castle to eat. They ate in the Great Hall, before Remus took Harry back to the Hospital Wing. This time, Ron came with them to keep Harry company. Remus headed off to his office so he could Floo to the National Wizard Library. He wanted to read a book on Dementors that Hogwarts didn't have access to. He had a shrewd suspicion that Harry's depression was directly correlated to the presence of the dementors at the castle – even if they were kept on the castle perimeter.

After heading to the library, he apparated to his father's house to visit. Remus and his father Lyall had a difficult relationship, but he tried to visit from time to time after his mother died. Lyall was proud that Remus was teaching at Hogwarts after many years of unemployment and working meaningless jobs. His father turned to him and asked how teaching was, but all Remus could respond with was "good." He didn't want to talk about how one student tried to commit suicide, how he knew his days were limited, or that he was worried that students didn't enjoy lessons.

After an hour or two or making polite conversation, Remus made haste to leave, but as he was leaving, Lyall asked "Have you heard from Sirius lately?" Remus froze. Why was his father bringing up Sirius after all these years? Lyall had of course known that Remus and Sirius were more than just friends – something that further strained their relationship at the time. "No" responded Remus.

"Ah, it's just I saw in the paper that he had broken into Hogwarts is all."

"No. All we know is he entered the Gryffindor common room without meeting a single student and although he tore apart a dormitory, nothing was taken. Well, nothing any of the boys were willing to admit was missing."

"Ok, well, just thought I'd ask."

"Dad, I haven't seen Black in over 12 years."

Lyall looked at him, then bid him goodbye. Remus apparated back to Hogsmeade where he quickly bought some more quills and chocolate. He thought about getting a bottle of Firewhiskey to forget the conversation he'd just had with his father but decided against it if he had to watch over Harry. Instead he settled on a few bottles of butterbeer that could be shared with Harry. Then he made his way to the castle.

Remus walked into the Hospital Wing just before dinner, looked directly at Harry and said, "Come on, its dinnertime." Ron and Harry looked at each other as Remus simply turned around and walked out of the Hospital Wing. The two boys ran to catch up with him. "Where did you go Professor?" asked Harry.

"I had to do a few things," replied Remus in a tone that indicated this wasn't a conversation.

Remus sat down and ate dinner with the staff before taking Harry to his office until bedtime. When he got to the office, he sat down and took out the butterbeer, giving it a warming charm. He passed one bottle to Harry and took a bottle himself. He sat there with his new book from the library, trying to read silently while Harry busied himself with his extra Potions homework. He could sense that Harry wanted to talk to him, but he didn't know if he could manage it, so he kept his nose in his book the whole time. His earlier conversation with his father kept replaying in his head over and over. He wondered if the other teachers thought he had contact with Black.

"Professor?" Harry interrupted his thinking. Remus looked up from the book, having read the last line over and over for the last 10 minutes without taking anything in.

"You've been reading a lot of books on dementors lately."

"Yes, I have a theory. I want to see what the magic community knows about dementors to see if it could be true." Replied Remus absent minded.

"Professor, its ten o'clock. Curfew was an hour ago."

"What?" said Remus surprised. "Why didn't you tell me an hour ago?"

"You were busy with your book."

"Madam Pomfrey will be looking for you. Come on, we need to get going" he said standing up. Remus took Harry back to the Hospital Wing, glad that tomorrow Harry would be back in classes and hopefully feeling better the following weekend. While Remus enjoyed spending time with Harry, he just wasn't in the mood following his conversation with Lyall.

As Remus turned around to leave the Hospital Wing, he saw Minerva coming his way. She asked him "Have you see Harry?"

"Just dropped him off. I lost track of time."

"Well, if Potter is well. I'll go back to my room. I assume we're going the same way." Stated Minerva. "Remus, is everything alright? You look preoccupied." She asked.

"Mmmm" replied Remus, "just thinking about some things."

"You know you can talk to me about anything."

"Minerva. Do you think I'm seeing Black? Or helping him into the castle?"

"What? Why would you say that?"

"Just something that someone said." He replied bitterly.

"Remus, I can see how much you care for Potter. I don't understand why you'd betray his or Albus' trust."

"Hmmm" was all Remus could response.

"Remus, the children tell me you're the best Defence teacher we've had. Anyone who says otherwise clearly hasn't seen you teach."

Remus noticed he was at his room, so he thanked Minerva and bid her good night. That night, Remus found it hard to sleep. He couldn't help but think about Sirius all night.