"Bloody hell, Sirius, what is your problem?" James practically roared as he slammed the dorm door behind him. The only other resident in the room, one Sirius Black, didn't turn around. The dark haired boy's back was stiff as a board and he was clenching his fists at his sides. James took a careful step forward. "Padfoot?"
"You didn't see it, did you?" Sirius asked softly.
"What?" James furrowed his brow in question. Sirius slowly turned around, a small frown on his usually smiling face.
"When we were doing laps..." Sirius whispered. James strained to hear him. "I was looking over at the lake. I saw them together. Really together. As in close."
"Who?" James asked.
"Moony and Ron." Sirius replied. James blinked as the boy turned and walked over to his bed. After letting out a long sigh, Sirius fell back onto his bed. "I shouldn't feel this way."
"Padfoot." James said sympathetically as he followed his friend to his bed. Sitting down next to Sirius, he looked down at his friend's frowning face. "What happened to you being all happy at the idea of Remus liking Ron?"
"I don't know!" Sirius growled in frustration before rolling over. James looked at Sirius' back, fighting the small smile wanting to form on his face.
"I can't believe it." James said, shaking his head.
"What?" Sirius mumbled.
"How long have you loved him?" James asked bluntly. Sirius rolled onto his back and looked up at his friend. "It's so freakin' obvious, mate!"
"I don't want to talk about it, James." Sirius said through gritted teeth.
"Sirius be honest with yourself." James insisted. "Really honest. You love Remus. I know you do, Peter knows you do, hell even Ron probably knows you do. But guess what? Your too much of a wimp to admit it."
"I'm not a wimp." Sirius replied weakly.
"Yeah, your not a wimp and I'm going to grow up to marry Lily and have forty children." Sirius merely looked up at James. Rolling his eyes, James continued. "The point is that you waited too bloody long! Remus wasn't going to stand around single forever, you know."
"But-"
"Don't tell me you actually listen to that crap Remus goes on about?" James interupted. "Just becasue he's a werewolf doesn't mean he'll be available for the rest of your lives! You just procrastinated, my friend."
"Shut up, James." Sirius whined. James fought back a smirk. If Sirius only knew how fun he was to torment.
"Padfoot, my friend, there is only one way out of this." James informed him. Sirius lifted his arm, which had been hiding his blushing face. James held a serious look and nodded at his friend. "Steal him back."
It should be said that even James was a little frightened at the grin produced on Sirius Black's face.
"I can't believe it." Peter mused.
"I didn't think he was going to go this far!" James insisted. Peter shot his friend a glance before returning his gaze to the Quidditch Pitch below. Him, James, and Remus sat in the Gryffindor stands, watching the scene unfold before them. Remus hung his head in embarrasment. Groaning, James followed suit. "I didn't mean for him to do this!"
"What did you say to him?" Peter asked in wonder, as a hex was dodged by a certain redhead below.
"Just some incouragement..." James muttered. "And..."
"And?" Remus repeated. Both boys looked at the bespeckled Gryffindor.
"To steal you back..." James said so quietly the two were forced to lean closer.
"What?" Remus glared at James and returned to the fight below. Peter merely shook his head and grimaced as Sirius howled in triumph, his Jelly Legs attack hitting Ron straight on.
"Why did they choose a wizard's duel, again?" Peter asked.
"Becuase Ron said no to the laughing contest and Sirius refused to take part in Wizard's Chess. That's just because he knows he'll lose against Ron." Remus informed him.
"And why did Ron agree to battle him to begin with?"
"Why so many questions?" Remus asked, but went on to answer without waiting for a reply. "Becuase he was bored. Bored! He was bloody bored! Can you believe the git? And he claimed that a good jolt might send him back to the future. What an idiot."
"Sounds rather reasonable, actually..." Peter started, but shut his mouth upon seeing Remus' face. The three turned back to the fight below, where they found both boys lying on the ground in heaps. Rolling his eyes, James stood and made his way to the ground below, Peter and Remus following.
"Are you two satisfied?" Remus asked, glaring particularly at Sirius, who rubbed his swollen arm.
"You were right." Ron grumbled, standing with as limp. "Being hexecd and beat up wont send you through time."
"Good to know you realize you should listen to me more." Remus narrowed his eyes, but Ron just shot him a grin. Remus decided to ignore the redhead and turned on his friend. "Padfoot, what is wrong with you? Tell me, was it worth it? Do you feel any more superior to Ron now that you've both beat the shit out of each other?"
"Moony, such language!" Sirius gasped playfully, his eyes twinkling much like Dumbledore's usually does.
"Argh!" Remus threw up his hands and stomped away.
"Boy he's moody after the full moon." Peter commented.
"You two are pathetic." James said.
"It was his idea." Ron insisted, pointing at Sirius. "I wanted to play Wizard's Chess."
"And how, Mister-I'm-From-The-Future, was that going to make Remus worry over me?" Sirius asked.
"Oh, bloody hell." Was all Ron said. THey watched as Ron stood up and ran in the direction Remus had left in.
"This has got to be the weirdest day i have ever encountered." James announced.
"No, what about the time Snape hexed you with the estrogen hex and you sexually assaulted Dumbledore?"
"Thank you, Peter, for that reminder." James mumbled, shaking his head in attempts to get rid of the memory.