Disclaimers: You can read them in Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Remus opened his eyes, wondering where he was. He felt ill and the whole room was spinning slightly around him. 'Hm, normally rooms shouldn't do that...'. Then he felt a hand petting his head tenderly and he wondered even more. He was lying in a comfortable bed in a room he has never seen before... But he could think as much as he wanted, but he had no idea where he was nor how he got there.

"Nah, have you finally woken up, Moony?" a half amused, half concerned voice came from somewhere.

"Padfoot?!" he gasped "What are you doing here? ... or other question... what am I doing here?"

Sirius chuckled, "Kinda confused, aren't you? Well, you suddenly stand downstairs in front of the house, sometime past midnight yesterday, and you were lucky, 'cause I just cought you before you would have hurt yourself seriously breaking down. Then I carried you up and put you in my bed. And there you are now."

"Oh. Thanks..." Remus muttered "But... where were you sleeping... and... what time is it? Padfoot, I'm sorry I turned up here so... sudden. I hope... What do your parents say about it? I mean..."

"Shhh, calm down..."

'This is so much Remmie... Always concerned about the others, no matter in what conditions he is...' he thought, slighly smiling.

"First, I was sitting here and I slept... sitting, it was ok. Second, it's 3:30 p.m. Third, it doesn't matter at all, that you are here, my parents were already waiting for you. We are glad you are here. But don't think about these things now, just relax, try to sleep a lot, and to GET WELL SOON, because you're sick. You caught a flu or something like that. And you are far to thin, Moony. It shouldn't be so easy to carry a person of your size... I'll bring you something to eat, right?" Padfoot was sounding really concerned, looking down to his best friend, lying pale and skinny in this huge bed. Sirius had been sitting the whole night by Remus' side, watching over the sleep of his friend. 'Moony sleeping looks really cute... Well, he's not only cute when he's sleeping, to be honest...' the Animagus thought and tried not to smile too idiotical.

"I... I'm not hungry..."

"Nope, Remus, you HAVE to eat. I'm sure you fainted, because you haven't eaten enough. Or how else could you explain, that you're only skin and bones at the moment?"

Suddenly tears welled up the werewolfs eyes, when he remembered everything what had happened before. His father beating him up and... doing so many other things, which hurted too much to even think about them... He could never tell Siri about them... He wouldn't believe him, he would just think, that Remus was... whatever, but he wouldn't believe him. All the bruises and wounds suddenly hurted again, and he noticed that he was trembling.

"Hey, what happened? Moony, don't cry... shh..." Sirius slipped over to the bed, lying down beneath the other boy and embraced him. He was holding his skinny body tight, trying to protect him from everything. Remus winced and whined slightly as Sirius touched all these hurting patches all over his body. Moony pressed his face to Padfoods chest, clinging his arms so hard to his neck, as he never wanted to let him go again.

"Don't leave me alone Padfoot... please..." Remus muttered into Sirius chest.

"No, I won't leave you, don't be afraid anymore... I'm here with you"

'It hurts so much to see him like this... What the hell could have happened to him? He's always been so strong, so... calm... I've never seen him so off his nerves as today...Poor Moony. Why always him? It's so unfair!!!'

The animagus was caressing the back of the boy in his arms, when Remus suddenly made a sound as if something had hurt him.

"Sorry, sorry, did I hurt you?"

"No no, but... ouch..." he almost couldn't breath because his whole body was in pain, it felt like he was exploding.

"What happened? Let me see... please"

"No!" the teen tried to get away from Padfoot, but he held him tight.

"But..."

"NO!!! Please don't..."

"Come on, moony... Let me see what's the matter..."

Sirius crawled carefully over the other boy to see his back, and the werewolf wasn't fighting against him anymore. He carefully shoved up the dirty shirt, but when he saw what was under it, he wished he hadn't looked: Almost the whole skin was full of cuts, bruises and scars, some of the wounds were bleeding or suppurating. It looked terrible.

"Oh my god... Remus... Moony... Who did THAT to you?! My god my god my god... it's terrible! My poor Moony..."

"My... my... father..."