Disclaimer: I know I haven't been writing these and I know that I should at least say that this goes for ALL THE CHAPTERS, so I will say that. Just not now - lol.

A/N: I think people are starting to get a little annoyed by the fact that I keep updating this story and not "Something Like Deception". The thing is, I'm not feeling the other story like I should. I'm not even sure if I'll finish it. I know people like it, and I like the idea, but I don't like the way it's going. It has no vibe, no rhythm, no depth. Maybe I'll take it off . . . Besides I have a brand new idea for a James/Lily fic!

Chapter Thirteen - Control

-Remus P.O.V.-

"Why don't you just go get a Dreamless Potion from Madam Pomphrey?" James suggested after Remus had finally decided to inform them of his . . . problem.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Why would you even want a dreamless potion? It's obvious what the dreams are telling you! Your subconscious is screaming for, sex, sex, sex, and I personally agree with it. You've been inactive too long, Moony. Just go shag the girl!"

"No!" Remus replied, horrified. "I can't just . . . do that to her!"

"Sure, you can," Sirius said, encouragingly. "Do it when no one else is around. Take her in an empty corridor. And you'd be doing it with her, not to her."

Remus stared at him, disbelievingly. James was trying not to laugh.

Sirius smiled, completely oblivious to his friends' reactions. "Oh, and don't worry about explaining, mate! You can do that afterwards. Who knows? She might enjoy it so much that she won't ask for an explanation. And if she does, and if you can't think of one, then I suppose you could always run away while she's putting her clothes back on."

By this time, James had given up trying not to laugh, and Remus was completely beyond disbelief. He was shocked and downright appalled.

"Sirius!" he exclaimed. "I sincerely hope you've never done anything like that to anyone!"

Sirius suddenly became very busy examining his left hand, causing James to break out in giggles all over again. Remus ran a hand through his hair, exasperatedly.

"I think I'll just go for the dreamless sleep option," he said, shaking his head. "Honestly, Padfoot, I've no idea what girls see in you. And frankly, I'm glad they don't see it in me."

(A/N: does anyone besides me realize that "option" would be "potion" if you reversed the "o" and the "p"? I just discovered this! - lol)

-Rozlyn P.O.V.-

"Jenkins!" Rozlyn stopped in the middle of the hall and turned. Lily Evans was running after her. Rozlyn sighed.

"Yes?" she said, tightly. She really wasn't in the mood for a confrontation.

Lily crossed her arms. "Enough of this. I want to know what's going on with you, lately."

Rozlyn stared at her. "What are you, my mother? Please, just leave me - "

"No!" Lily exclaimed. "No! Don't you understand, Rozlyn? We've been friends since first year! A stupid little misunderstanding is no reason to stop that friendship. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry I pushed it before. I do want to be your friend. I do want to understand you! It's just, I was jealous at the time, I guess."

"Jealous?" Rozlyn raised her eyebrows. "Jealous!?"

"Yes," Lily mumbled. "You . . . It's just I'm a good girl, you know? Goodgirl Evans? I've never done anything too . . . rowdy or whatnot, and then, there's you. You, who is known even more as a goodgirl than I am, and then, I see you, and you have this . . . thing with the Marauders, of all people! And they're the worst boys in the school! But, they're adventurous and smart and . . . Oh, I dunno! It's a stupid thing to be jealous of, isn't it?"

Rozlyn glared at her. "You stupid, stupid girl!"

Lily's eyes widened in shock. "Ex-excuse me?"

"You heard me!" Rozlyn cried. "Do you have any idea what you just confessed to being jealous of!? You're a stupid, stupid girl!"

Lily's eyes flashed in anger. "Maybe I would know if you'd just tell me!" Lily screamed. "Why do you have to hide something from me!? Do you know how hurt I've been!?"

Rozlyn couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Tell me, which one of your crackpot roommates put you up to this? Whoever it was seriously needs to learn some new lines. I mean, come on, do you think I actually give a damn about how hurt you've been? What about me, Lily? What about how I feel? I've been shunted to the side because of your stupidness! My roommates have all jumped to your side! They've all decided to pretend that I don't exist!"

"I can't believe how selfish you're being!" Lily snapped. "Here I come to apologize to you and you can't even say you're sorry!"

"SORRY! SORRY!? I AM SORRY, LILY! I'm sorry I can't tell you every single solitary secret of my mind! I'm sorry some things have to remain private! I'm sorry I ever came to this stupid school in the first place! I'm sorry I ever met you! I'm sorry I ever met him! I'm sorry I'm a witch! I'm sorry for existing!" Rozlyn screamed. Tears were streaming down her face now. Lily wasn't speaking. She appeared stunned.

Rozlyn was breathing heavily by now. She barely noticed the tears as she spun around and started toward the hospital wing.

"Do you know what people are saying?" Lily's soft voice stopped her. "They're saying that you two - you and Remus - are sleeping together. Every night. They say that's why you're both so tired in class everyday. I didn't want to believe it, but . . . the more I keep denying it, the more I start to realize that it could be true. I think you need help, Jenkins. Serious help."

Rozlyn started walking again, her face reddening. She hoped Lily couldn't see the fact that she was blushing, or she might mistake her idea for the truth. 'Actually,' Rozlyn thought, blushing even more. 'It really isn't all that far from the truth.'

-Remus P.O.V.-

Remus took a deep breath, preparing to enter the hospital wing. "Remus! What brings you here? It's a little over a week before your next transformation," Madam Pomphrey said, anxiously, as soon as he had stepped into her line of vision.

Remus stared at her. It had never occurred to him that he'd have to tell her the reason for his wanting a dreamless potion. "I-I-I-" he stammered. 'How does she expect me to talk when she's looking at me?' he thought, getting embarrassed.

Suddenly, the door swung open to reveal Severus Snape. "Madam Pomph-" he stopped when he spotted Remus, and then he started smirking. "Why, hello, Mr. Lupin. Is everything alright?"

Remus fought the urge to scream. He couldn't very well tell the nurse now about his problem. He bit back a sarcastic reply, and instead returned a forced smile. "Just fine, Sniv-Severus," he said. He turned his attention towards the nurse. "I just stopped by to say hel-" He suddenly stopped speaking and turned as white as a ghost.

Rozlyn was in the doorway.

-Rozlyn P.O.V.-

She stopped and stared at the scene before her in shock. 'What is he doing here?' she asked quietly. 'Why does he have to be here?' And, oh Merlin, was that Severus!?

"Miss Jenkins?" Madam Pomphrey's voice seemed to come from far away. "Are you alright?"

Rozlyn tried to focus on her . . . but she couldn't. Remus was staring . . . his gaze drilled into her. Her breathing started to pick up as well as her heart rate. Suddenly her mind was filled with all sorts of images . . . images of her doing things with him, to him . . . naughty things . . . naughty things that a part of her enjoyed . . . 'NO!' she thought, frantically. She shut her eyes, trying to erase it - trying to make it disappear.

"Miss Jenkins?" So far away. The voice was so far away. The darkness was creeping up. It was clouding her vision. It was consuming her. It was going to . . .

"NO!" she heard a voice cry, but the voice . . . it was so distant . . . The room swayed. She couldn't grasp anything. She was weak, so very weak - weak . . . and tired . . .

-Remus P.O.V.-

Remus was across the room before his mind could fully comprehend what was happening. He caught Rozlyn before she hit the ground.

Madam Pomphrey immediately jumped to action. "Remus, carry her to that bed over there. Please, get out of the way, Severus. Hurry, Remus!"

Remus carried her across the room as quickly as possible. "What's going on? What happened?" he asked, fighting down a wave of nausea. He suddenly felt weak, so very weak . . . He fought it as best he could and focused on Madam Pomphrey.

"I don't know," Madam Pomphrey said. She drew her hand from her pocket. "Ennervate!" she said, waving it over Rozlyn's body. Her eyes didn't even flutter.

Remus felt fear creeping throughout his body. He stared unblinkingly at her seemingly lifeless body.

"I'd say, the child is exhausted," a soft voice said from behind him. Remus didn't even have the energy to be surprised. He turned to see Professor Dumbledore with a grim expression on his face. "I'm glad one of her classmates was concerned enough to inform me." Hovering behind Professor Dumbledore was Lily Evans. Remus nodded to her and Lily scowled at him.

"Poppy, go right ahead and work your magic," Professor Dumbledore said. "Miss Evans, thank you for your help, but now you and Mr. Snape need to be getting back to your common rooms."

"But, sir! What about Remus?" Lily said, turning around. "Doesn't he need to leave, too?"

"I need to have a chat with Remus," Professor Dumbledore said, much to the disappointment of Lily. She scowled at Remus one more time before she exited.

Right away, Dumbledore sealed the room, so no one outside could hear what was being said inside. "Mr. Lupin, I'm afraid I've made a grave mistake," Dumbledore said, finally turning to him.

The blood rushed in Remus' ears. So, everyone had been right. Coming to Hogwarts was a mistake. There was no place in society for someone like him - a werewolf. He just never thought it was come from the mouth of Dumbledore, himself. "I-I understand, sir," he whispered, staring at the ground. Tears ran silently down his face. After all these years, there would be no more Hogwarts.

He suddenly thought of something and stared back up at the Professor. "B- but, what's going to happen to her? It's not her fault, Professor! Honest, it isn't! You can expel me, but don't expel her, too."

"Expel you?" Professor Dumbledore looked surprised. "My dear boy, I think you have the wrong idea. I merely wish to separate you, not expel you."

"Separate?" Remus asked, slowly. "What - what do you mean?"

"Surely this school is big enough for the both of you," Professor Dumbledore said. "We'll just have to switch a few of your classes around. Maybe switch one of you to another house. No, that wouldn't work . . ."

Remus looked at the Headmaster in confusion. "Sir? I don't understand. What are you talking about?"

Professor Dumbledore looked surprised again, then he smiled. "Mr. Lupin, I'd highly advise you to read up on werewolf mating."

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That was hilarious, was it not? I loved the way I ended that. Okay, next chapter, we all figure out what exactly has been going on between our two little werewolves. I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE THAT CHAPTER!

Disclaimer: okay, I'm writing this thing. I don't own harry potter and that goes for ALL the chapters, so don't expect to see this again. There. I wrote it. Happy? Good. Me too.

Ariana S.