Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter…now if I did…you don't wanna know what would happen! ^_^

A/N: Thanx for the reviews, and I just wanted to say, this whole fic won't be all dark stuff…humor and romance are gonna come up too…specially at their graduation…hee hee!

It has now been a little over a week since Remus and Sirius had first found James in distress, and both had a shrewd idea it was something to do with Lily, whom he spent a lot of time with. Long ago, too long in Sirius' mind, they had learned a charm to hoodwink the girls' stair case to let them up…and at the time it had become quite use full, but now more than ever.

Sirius took off his sweaty T-shirt, he had gone to Hogsmead to get some Honeydukes chocolates and some bottles of butter beer, but not for himself. It was all for Lily on James' orders of course, because these days no buddy really did see much of her, except for James and her roommates. The poor girl stayed in her room, and never even attended her classes…rumors about Lily were everywhere, since no one could find her in the hospital wing.

Slowly Sirius began to rub his temples, as he laid there on top of his bed covers, listening to Peter's snores and watching Remus toss around groaning softly. He had known from long ago that no matter how many times you awoke Moony, he would always fall back into his nightmare…unless he was so tired from the day's events that he just fell like a brick. Lately though the Marauders hardly did anything anymore, no dates, no Hogsmead trips for fun, no fun pranks…

Sirius heard a small click of the dormitory door, and was listening in silence as James ripped off his clothes and sank under covers, except he didn't. Suddenly Sirius looked up to see James standing next to his bed, and without a word he got up too, and pulled on a new shirt over his damp chest. The two of them quietly got down to the common room, then the Entrance Hall, and soon wandered off down the grounds.

The two walked wordlessly for sometime, gazing at the Forbidden Forest, where they had so many foolish adventures as kids, and some incredible ones as they got older and became anigamus. But now neither felt energetic enough to enter it, so they made sat down next to the lake, and Sirius watched James throw rocks into it. He knew James was totally aware of his eyes focused on his face, but James kept on with his rock throwing his eyes full of concentration his face tense. Sirius knew James would talk when he had let go of all the tension, when the rock hitting the surface took some of the anger out…and surely enough, James' face began to relax…and he turned to Sirius.

"He raped her," only a whisper escaped James lips, but it was enough to send an icy bucket of water down Sirius' spine, he understood exactly what James had meant.

"Snape?" Sirius asked quickly, but he wasn't so sure he was right, and watched James' face contort with fury and he gave a slight shook of the head.

"Rosier," this time it was more of a hiss, as James' fingers were digging deep into the earth, Sirius felt a huge amount of hatred…larger than how he felt towards his mother even…

"I want to kill him," James hissed so sharply, Sirius was sure it could cut the grass, as a particularly cold breeze swapped passed them.

"I know…we should," Sirius felt his own teeth clattering, how could this be? "James, did she get herself checked up?"

"No," and for the first time that night, James looked defeated, "she won't go to madam Pomfrey."

"But…then take her to you're mom," Sirius looked at James, they're eyes widening in realization, "she is probably the best healer there is, and what better place to rest in than your house…"

"Ya…ya, we'll take her to my mom early in the morning," James said slowly, and suddenly his face became expressionless and cold, "but we'll take care of Rosier tonight!"

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Being a Marauder meant you knew things no one else knew, or ever would know…it meant you had the power to get back at anyone much worst than what they've done to you, and tonight James and Sirius were ready to do just that. They had cheeped down to the Slytherin dungeons, and whispered a rather disturbing password, and got in to the cold Green and Silver common room. Still hidden under the invisibility cloak, they traveled up the boys' steps and entered the first of the two doors that bared the seventh year sign, and to there luck there was Rosier on the second bed to the right, between Wilks and Lestranges.

They watched in hatred as Rosier rolled back to the middle of the bed, snoring softly, the blankets down to his waist, moonlight ripping across his bare chest. Sirius felt as James Slowly pulled out his wand, and throwing the invisibility cloak off of his arm, as he whispered out the hex, and a bright light hit Rosier right in the chest.