AN: I know that the past two chapters haven't been as interesting as the first three, but they are needed to get the story to the next major event in the plot. (which is next chapter by the way) And I'm sorry these chapters are taking a bit longer, but I'm having trouble with my internet provider and I've been getting a lot more homework. I am also very sorry for how short this chapter is, but I just couldn't think of much to put here and the next substantial chapter had to be from Sirius' POV. ::looks at reviews, blinks:: I have over 50 reviews?! When did that happen? Wow! Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!!!!!! ::hugs reader:: ^_^ And yes I know I can't spell, if someone would like to be beta reader that would be wonderful, but I've never had a beta reader and therefore have no clue how to go about getting one. I really do reread and look for mistakes, but I am a truly horrible speller and I just can't see if something is spelled wrong.


"It's not the way that it used to be
There's no way I'll see
The beginning of things to come
Trapped in the ways of the weak
In my life
In your life
In our life"

~ Stalemate, Katatonia


'Right, cause you only have a thing for werewolves.' He had overheard those words over a month ago and James' voice still rang in his head every now and then.

Sirius Black liked him, or at least thought he did. He liked him in spite of his curse, despite of the fact that most people considered his kind monsters.

'or maybe because of it,' said a little voice in the back of his head.

Remus frowned, it was that thought that always gave him pause. It was possible. Sirius was enough of a thrill seeker that he may just like the adrenaline rush at the idea of getting so close to something so dangerous. Remus had always thought he was a bit weird, but if Sirius liked him because he was a werewolf, well, personally he thought that was a bit sick.

And even if he didn't do it consciously, he'd read somewhere that people could easily mistake fear for desire.

Either way, those thoughts kept him from being happy about what he had overheard that day in the library.

Sirius must not have read much of that book he'd thrown at him. Otherwise he would have known not to talk about him wail he was in the same room, even one as big as the library, if he hadn't wanted him to hear what was being said.

He really didn't know what to think of his three roommates and more. They were being a lot nicer to him now, which made them tolerable. But they were still just a loud and obnoxious as ever, it was just that their focus seemed to have shifted to Severus Snape. Remus couldn't really say he was sorry for the Slytherin boy, they had been partners in Potions last year and as much as he'd tried to be nice, Snape had done nothing but insult him all year.

'And speaking of Potions…' at least they got to choose their partners this year. It had been James and Sirius' fault that they'd been assigned partners in the last year and apparently the experience had been so bad that they were on their best behavior, at least when the professor was looking. He went over to a quiet looking corner of the room and sat down. Unfortunately, it didn't stay quiet for long.

Sirius and James walked into the classroom, Peter in tow. And when Sirius saw him, he steered their little group towards Remus' corner of the room.

"Hello, can we sit here?" Sirius asked after he had already plopped down into the chair next to Remus'.

"Would you go away if I said no?" the smaller boy asked mildly, not bothering to look at them. Sirius just chuckled and pulled out a quill and a roll of parchment from his bag.

"Aw, what's wrong Moony? Don't you like us?" he asked in a mock hurt voice, throwing in some fake sniffles for affect. Peter snickered, and, even though he couldn't see him, Remus was sure that James had rolled his eyes.

"Don't call me that," Remus said automatically, not looking up from the notes he was pretending to study.

"Why not?" Sirius had christened him with the new nickname not long after he and James had found out about his 'condition.' Remus still wasn't quite sure if it was meant as an insult or an endearment.

"It sounds too much like loony, and I didn't like it when you called me that either." Sirius apparently got the hint and was blissfully silent. Though that was probably because the professor had come in and class had started.

"Hey, Moony," Sirius whispered, but Remus didn't bother responding. If he wasn't going to call him by his proper name he wasn't going to answer. "Mooonnnyyyy!" Sirius wined, but he kept his eyes locked on his potions book. The other boy was just trying to get his attention and he wasn't going to let him goad him into responding.

Suddenly something hit him on the side of the head. Remus watched as the object fell down to the desk and rolled in front of him. A newt's eye…Remus winced as another one hit, that brought up memories that he really didn't want to deal with.

"Would you stop that?!" Remus said, turning to Sirius and glaring daggers at him.

"It got you to look at me, didn't it?" Sirius said, completely unrepentant. Remus raised an eyebrow.

"Is there any reason you wanted me to be looking at you? Do you wanted me to go blind or something?" he pointedly looked back down at his book. He heard someone snicker behind him.

"I can see his point Sirius, I wouldn't want to look at your ugly mug either," James said cheerfully. Remus expected Sirius to say something right back, but when Sirius didn't raise to the bait, Remus spared a glance at him out of the corner of his eyes. Sirius was staring down at his parchment and quill, and he looked…hurt? 'You'd be hurt too if the person you like just told you you're ugly,' snapped his conscience. 'But he doesn't really like me! He just thinks he does!' the rest of him countered. But it was unusual for Sirius to be that quiet…

"Sorry," he said quietly. Sirius looked up at him warily. Remus gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile and was relieved when he smiled back.

"Just for that," Sirius said finally. "I get to call you Moony." Remus sighed in defeat.

"Fine."