Disclaimer: Of course I don't anything to do with Harry Potter. All of us know it's © J. K. Rowling.

Author's Note: Eek! Sorry about the long wait! I'm on holidays right now, visiting my dad, so I haven't had much time to write. That's why this chapter is so short (but!! I feel as though it plays a significant part in the whole SiriusLupin thing). Also! My friend Mango, who is now called Prongs 'cause it sounds better, has great stories (like I already said in the previous chapter). Unfortunately, the link to her page didn't work, so her pen name is Writerspassion25 (passion may be capitalized but I can't really remember ... Ergh ... Horrible of me). Thank you greatly to: Verona Dracula (I'm so glad you like that part. I really wanted to get across that feeling you get when you're with the person you love), magentafreak (they're an awesome pair, aren't they?), The Demonic Duo (thank you so much for that lovely, yet cute, review! And thanks for sending it to your friend; I really appreciate that), and Chibi Teazer (luvs ya, hun!). So, since I've held off long enough, chapter three!

Chapter Three:

Remus groaned lightly as his eyes opened groggily. He blinked a few times so his vision wasn't blurred, and, when he could see clearly, he found himself looking up into the worried faces of Peter, James, and Sirius.

"What's going on? Where are we?" Not only was he frowning at the feeling of an unfamiliar bed beneath him, but Moony was also surprised at the sort of rough, yet sort of weak, sound in his voice.

Peter went to answer, but James shoved him out of the way.

"Sirius can answer your questions," he said quickly. "Peter and I will go tell Dumbledore that you're awake." With that, James ushered Peter out of the room and followed.

"Where am I?" Remus asked again. "Why does Dumbledore need to know I'm awake?"

"You're in the hospital wing, Moony," Sirius replied. He pulled a chair over and sat down. And you've been out for a couple of days now ... Well ... Sort of in and out of conciseness. Madame Pomfrey gave you this pretty strong painkiller medicine. Hell, not even Peeves could've woken you up." He smiled slightly, then noticed Remus's confused look. Refusing to be interrupted, Sirius continued, "You had one pretty violent full moon. I was surprised you didn't break any bones, and just dislocated stuff."

"What do you mean 'dislocated stuff'?" As Moony went to push himself up into a sitting position, he realized what Padfoot had meant. He winced at the pain shooting through his left shoulder. All of a sudden, he became aware of every ache and pain in his body.

"Like I said," Sirius leaned back, "one violent full moon. You were just throwing yourself at everything. It was harsh."

"That explains why I'm so sore ... But ... How did I manage to hurt my jaw?" After all, with the amount of frowning that Moony was doing, the pain coursing through his jaw was quite clear.

Sirius blushed quickly.

"Well ... About that ..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "You were getting a bit out of hand, so I sorta smacked you in the mouth with my paw. It was a little more forceful that I had planned." He smiled apologetically.

"Oh ..." And, of course, Remus frowned. This made him wince, and focus on the pain in his jaw. He went to push himself up so he could sit again, which brought back the remembrance of his dislocated shoulder. "Bloody Hell ..."

Instantly, Sirius propped up Remus's pillows. Next, he slowly eased his friend up so he was sitting. He smiled, almost shyly.

"You could've just asked for help," Padfoot chided playfully. "That wolf's pride must be getting to you."

But Remus found himself unable to speak due to the thrill that was coursing through him. Sirius's touch was warm and oddly soothing (even if he was only placing his hands on Moony's sides to help him sit). Of course, what made the feeling all the better, was that Padfoot's hands still rested on his friend's sides.

Padfoot suddenly noticed this and hastily dropped his hands. The two said nothing. It was a yawn from Remus that shattered the awkward silence.

"You should get some more sleep," Sirius coaxed gently. "You look more exhausted than usual." Out of pure instinct, his hand reached up and brushed some stray hair behind Remus's ear.

Nodding tiredly, Remus admitted, "I do feel rather worn out." He leaned his head on Sirius's chest as another yawn escaped him.

Sirius blinked a bit. Assuming that it was a hint about Remus wanting company, he lied himself and his friend down comfortably (yet carefully, as not to hurt Moony).

In the last few moments before sleep, Sirius heard Remus mumble. What was rather peculiar about that mumble, was what Sirius had heard. He was sure – more than sure – that Moony had said 'I love you.'

Author's Note: Again, I'm sorry for how short this chapter is!