Disclaimer: I have done this alreadydo I really have to do it again? *Sighs * Fine. I dont own any of the characters. Someone else does. My name is NOT J.K Rowling and it certainly isnt Warner Bros. Dedication: Just like the first part of this fic. It is dedicated to my savior Army. Your such a great inspiration babe I dont know what Id do with out you! Beautiful Angel: End of the line. James P.O.V The icy dawn air bristles past me. I close my eyes and breathe it all in. My jogging partner pants with exhaustion as we round the last corner and collapse on the grass. I smile as i fall down after him. My eyes trained on the sky as i struggle to regain even breathing once more. The tiny Grey fingers of the dawn light leaps over my face as we lay panting. I tilt my head and blink as I find he is watching me. "Paddy?" I whisper. I see it in his eyes as he struggles to pull himself out of his thoughts. Grinning we stand and i sling my arm around his shoulders, i feel him tense under my touch, but i put it down as just sore muscles. I strike up some idle chatter about Quidditch as we walk, but he doesnt listen. He is back in his thoughts, his face shadowed in deep depression. Remus, Peter and I had been trying for months to pull him out of it. But we failed miserably. I know Remus knows what is going on behind Sirius's dark eyes, he is too smart not to know. Peter is clueless and is just bidding his time before leaving us for someone who can protect him better. I smile and nudge him, attracting his attention to something other than his morbid thoughts. "Isn't it nice?" I ask him. His eyes flick to the landscape. He almost smiles as he soaks in the stunning sight of dawn on the Hogwarts ground. He seems lost in that now. I grab his arm, impatient for a shower and to wind down before classes. He sighs and allows me to drag him along. We now stand in a steam filled shower room, swiping at each other with soapy hands. Chuckling we towel off and dress. Sirius looks at me, and I sense something is wrong. He mumbles that he needs to use the bathroom and darts off. I wait for him in silence and when he returns I grin. He knows what this means. We turn and run, Racing each other to the great hall. As usual Remus and Peter have already arrived. Remus is reading one of his schoolbooks avidly. And Peter is stuffing his face with food. I sit myself down beside him and smile. His eyes light up at this, and he abandons his face-stuffing. It takes us mere seconds to indulge ourselves heatedly into a verbal battle of Quidditch tactics. I feel Siriuss gaze on me as I talk. It makes my skin prickle and I feeldirty. Sighing I look up as the bell sounds. We groan and head off for our classes. As I sit in the sweltering potions dungeon I feel eyes on my back. It makes my skin crawl. I turn around and face my watcher although I know it is Sirius. I groan inwardly at this and offer him a goofy grin. When I turn around a small piece of parchment is on my desk. I open it and read the few neatly scrawled words. James, Meet me after Potions ok? We need to talk. -Moony I catch my friends eye and nod silently. The class winds down and the bell sounds. Neither Remus, Peter nor myself are surprised when Sirius packs his stuff and leaves without us. Sighing the three of us share a knowing glance. I know he does this because of me. And over the months I have just stopped caring. Lily and I are steady, and I love her. Sirius just needs to move on. I narrow my eyes and looks at Remus. You find him this time. Im going to have lunch with Lil. Slinging my backpack over my shoulder I exit the room. After a pleasant lunch with Lily I enter the common room. Peter snags me and we sit talking about various things. After awhile I tire of this and walk up to the dormitories. Lying on my bed I close my eyes, thinking maybe Ill catch some sleep before Quidditch practice. But the solitude doesnt last long as Sirius barges in and flings himself onto his bed. I roll my eyes. I dont know how much longer I can humor him. Standing I walk over to his bed and draw the curtains back. Sure enough, he sits, Bandaging his freshly scarred arm. I hear him whisper. He is Beautiful And counter it with a loose. But so are you He spins around glaring at me, the menacing look doesnt stay on his face for long as he realizes its me talking to him. I scream on the inside for him to grow up, but Instead I say slowly and dramatically. PaddyRemusHe told me And thats all it took. In seconds he was flying down stairs. I listen as he and Remus argue. Siriuss bellows loud enough to wake the long time dead and Remuss well thought out sentences making me smile. I walk out onto the landing. Everyone has dropped what he or she was doing, whether it is from curiosity or from shock I am unsure. I am scared now. Not for Siriuss wellbeing. But for Remuss. Black seems to be teetering on the edge of sanity. I sigh and place my hand as gently as I can on his shoulder, I will live to regret that move as he spins around and thrusts me up against the wall. The sudden jarring of my back brings tears to my eyes. He stares at me, his eyes filled with pain, panic, sorrow and unrequited love. I have the urge to push him away in disgust, but instead he drops me and I slump to the floor. The pain in my back stopping any kind of movement I may wish to make. He looks around him, taking in the staring shocked faces. And then as usual, he runs. I look up at Peter and Remus. My glare could kill now. Thats enough. I wont do this anymore My words ring out through the silent room as shove my self up and force myself out of the common room. Remus and Peter stay by my side now. We walk with a mission, as we enter the boys bathroom I bellow. SIRIUS I can hear a soft whimper and as we draw closer to the all too familiar stall, I gag. A thick pool of blood has gathered and is slowly leaking out under the door. Remus mutters a spell and flings the door open. And what I see before me, revolts me to no end. He sits cowering in the corner. Demanding I not look at him. I scowl and lift him up easily, he looks at me, I see the hope in his eyes before he blacks out. We sit in the infirmary. Blacks hand clutching mine. No doubt when he wakes he will think it be the opposite. Remus has taken to reading once more. I smile and chuckle as Peter discovers a pan of utensils. With a nervous sort of pride he walks up and inspects them. At every odd moment I say Watch out! And he jumps, I laugh and smile at him as he glares at me for taking three years off his life. I look down at Sirius as he lies there. I feel no pangs of sorrow. No hope. Just pure anger. His body bandaged so he looks like a newly wrapped present, I lower my head and allow myself to cry. I dont want to be here. I want to be outside, playing Quidditch, kissing Lily. Doing normal teenage things. Id give everything I own even to be in the library studying. But no, I glare at the stationary form of Sirius and think. No. You had to be selfish. I lower my head again and yawn, the movement shaking me slightly as I hadnt realized just how tired I really was. Remus speaks every once in awhile, which causes Peter to jump, and me to laugh. Sighing i lean back, I have the urge to end his life for him. But I bite it down. I feel a stirring and slight groan so I lift my head angrily. Sirius smiles at me, I thought so, he thinks Im holding his hand. I wrench it free and stand leaning over him. My tears of anger spilling out on his face. Fool I whisper. He smiles and I cant help an almost hysterical smile, and soon the for of us are smiling. For reasons I am unsure of. Peter, who has nearly up ended the tray, leaves silently. Remus moves to my side. Standing I walk to the end of the end and glare viciously at him. He sees my anger. PaddyI am your friendbut I sigh as he stubbornly turns away from me. I cant take it anymore and I feel something inside me snap. Lily and I are engaged now. And even if we werent He is arrogant enough to lift his hand to stop me, fine, I think, dont ever say I didnt try, I think irately. Remus grabs my hand and leads me to the door. Worried I might do something I will live to regret. But in the years to come, I think Ill look back on this moment and regret I didnt finish his botched job properly. Peter, Remus and I sit around the small fire in the common room.

So what now? Think hell get better? Peter asks us. Remus looks at me. I dont care. He is my so-called-friend. A friend wouldnt do this. I hiss heatedly. Words fail me here. I can not express to them enough, how Sirius has angered me and pushed me close to the line. Remus pets my shoulder softly and nods knowingly. Sirius has tried us all in his foolish attempts. He used actions instead of words, and for almost costing me Lily. I will never forgive him for that. -Fin-