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Sirius flung James' cloak over his shoulders before he exited through the portrait hole. He check both ways to make sure that no one was coming before he took off down the hallway at a fast pace. There were only a few students in the hallways, all with passes stuck to their head, as was required this year, and Sirius couldn't help snickering at the lot of them. Only one boy heard him though, but of course he couldn't see his giggling classmate, and Sirius couldn't stop himself from laughing out loud at the boy, who looked even more ridiculous after turning around several times and glaring at empty space. After a few minutes of the 'game', Sirius finally left the boy to his own urges in the bathroom and proceeded to the hospital wing to find Remus.

He stood right outside the infirmary door for a moment, trying to think of a way to open it without appearing too suspicious, but his problem was solved when the new nurse opened the door for him. Evidently he was not as late as he thought he was, as he had stopped to follow that kid to the bathroom, but just on time. The invisible Sirius slipped into the door right as the lady turned to walk down the hallway, and left the oak to close behind him naturally. Quickly surveying the room, he took a minute to gage the time he had before the Nazi Nurse came back, and proceeded to the same bed he had been at last time.

As expected, Remus was laying in the clean white bed, now in his pajamas instead of the rags he had worn last night, and his hair was brushed, making him look generally better than before. And all he was doing was staring up at the ceiling. Apparently she had made him leave all his books back in the dorm, as well as any board games he could have played, because the short table by his bed was bare, of even the chocolates that Sirius made a point to get after the full moon.

Sirius snuck quietly across the floor, as to not alert the wolf, but Remus still sat up and sniffed the air, once again making the invisible boy aware of the heightened senses of his friend. He looked around, trying to find what was upsetting him so, but he found nothing, and so he slid back down on the bed, still rigid and ready.

He was very surprised, though, when Sirius pressed an invisible hand to his pajama clad chest, and climbed on the bed and on top of him. Immediately Remus reached out, and grabbed part of the cloak, but Sirius grabbed his hand and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"You don't want to do that." He enjoyed the tingle of Remus' reaction. Sirius smiled, even though the wolf couldn't see.

Just when Remus was going to respond with an affirmative answer, the headmaster snuck his head into the room through the hall door.

"Everything alright in here, Mister Lupin?" Remus could have sworn he winked. The headmaster slipped through the door and towards the boy, who gulped. He could feel Sirius weight, and was wondering why the headmaster hadn't said anything about the funny winkles in the sheet yet, when the boy on top of him began to slide his hands down his chest. He swallowed harder, trying not to make any sounds, as the old man sat on the chair Sirius had occupied last month.

"How is Miss Orlinda, my boy? Is she helping you at all?" he asked, in reference to the new nurse. It took Remus several seconds to realize he had been asked a question, and even longer to string together a coherent response. Sirius was stroking his neck, now, and Remus could feel his fast breath there as well.

"Unn... Yeah, I mean not really, she just kind of shoved me in here... and left..." he closed his eyes, leaning into the invisible boys touch.

"Well, hopefully she will prove to be worth more than that..." he smiled again, seemingly oblivious to the actions go on right in front of him. "You are looking much better, though, than the last time I saw you." Remus nodded emphatically, eager to reach out and touch his offender. He stayed put, though, as to not get himself or Sirius in trouble, simply wishing the headmaster would leave.

"Yes, sir, much better. Just a little tired, though, with the healing and all," he dropped a hint, still hoping the old man would leave him to sleep, but the headmaster didn't move.

"Ah, yes. That is to be expected, young man. The transformations are very taxing, especially on those still growing into it." The man leaned back, getting comfortable. Remus wanted to reach out and hit him, but Sirius seemed to be enjoying his little escapade, especially with the Headmasters help.

For the first time, Remus was happy to see his new nurse, for when she walked into the room with a plate full of salad and a roll, the headmaster stood up to meet her.

"Ah, Helga, just the beautiful nurse I was looking for!" he greeted her and made his way across the room. Helga blushed slightly, but other than that her face didn't change.

"We may talk in my office," she said in a heavy European accent. The headmaster followed her down the infirmary to another door on the opposite side of the room, which was the nurse's personal space, leaving Remus, and the invisible visitor, to their own actions.

As soon as the door closed all the way, Remus reached up and pulled the cloak off of Sirius head so he could kiss him. After a hard kiss the werewolf pulled away and stared at the head floating just above him.

"Great Merlin, what are you doing, Sirius?" his voice was deep, and obviously full of lust. Sirius simply smiled and pulled the cloak back over his head. Remus felt the weight on his hips change and then leave as Sirius got off of the bed, and he reached out to try and pull the invisible boy back. He only grabbed air.

"Sirius!" he whispered frantically, trying to crawl out the side of the bed that he thought Sirius had gotten off, but a pair of arms wrapped around his chest from behind. Now he could feel Sirius body on his back, and his lips on his neck. Remus sighed, and closed his eyes again.

"Sirius..." he repeated, barely able to get the name out. Suddenly the door behind them opened again, and the nurse exited her office, once again followed by the headmaster.

"Remus! What are you doing, trying to set up like that?" she yelled across the room and rushed to him, folding a packet up and slipping it in her pocket. The recovering wolf tried to turn towards the oncoming woman, but Sirius' body behind him limited his movements.

"I wasn't- wasn't going anywhere..." he gulped in air as Sirius pulled away, trying to get out the nurse's way and not draw any attention to his invisible self.

"That is correct, Mister Lupin. Now please, lay back down!" she basically shoved him over. Remus happily fell back, eager for Sirius to begin touching him again, but he could only feel the other boy's presence, not his actual body. The wolf would have starting just reaching out into the air, or following his sent if the nurse had not been so close.

"Now, the Headmaster has graciously given me a sleeping drought for you to use tonight, so that you will return to class first thing tomorrow, but I must say, with the way you are acting it may not help!" she chided, covering him with the thin sheets that were on his bed. The headmaster smiled at this comment and waved to Remus before exiting. The nurse glared at the closed door.

Apparently she was swearing in a different language that Remus should have probably known, but he stopped paying attention when he felt Sirius' fingers back at his throat. Helga stomped back across the room and slammed the door to her office, leaving Remus and Sirius alone again.

"What a bitch!" Sirius commented. He slid the cloak completely off and revealed himself to Remus, still staring at the door the nurse had just retreated through.

"Sirius, what are you doing here?" Remus was feeling more in control now.

"I came to see you of course!" he smiled.

"Obviously, but Helga told you to go to class, right?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I did."

"You better not get caught."

"I won't."

"That's what you always say."

Sirius laid halfway onto the bed, covering Remus' chest with his head. "I'll have to go back downstairs for dinner, but I promise to bring you a book afterwards. Which one do you want?" he asked, starting to draw circles on the pajamas with his fingers.

"I don't care! I would take anything right now!" Remus stared down at Sirius.

"I'll hold you to that you know," smirked Sirius. The werewolf just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. It better be good."

Sirius just smiled in response. After a few more minutes of what Remus liked to refer to as 'cuddling', Sirius stood up reluctantly and pulled the cloak back on.

"I'll be back later, okay?" he promised before Remus watching the door open, seemingly of its own free will.

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"Hey, Sirius, did you hear about the attack on the Ministry of Magic?" Peter crawled in next to James across from Sirius at the dinner table, who was ready to share the exciting news.

Sirius looked shocked and mumbled a 'no'.

"Man, Bins told us today, and it was so sad. It was attacked again by-"James paused, "well you know, but he had more of his followers this time. They tried to kill the new Minister, because there was a rumor going around that he was a half blood or something. He was moved to Africa or the like this morning, and no one knows what happened or if he's hurt at all. Isn't that exciting?" James told him quickly, pausing only once for breath. Sirius nodded to his friend.

"Is that all that happened?" He thought it was ironic that the first day they had a new nurse that the Ministry had been attacked.

"No way! There were a ton of people injured, and even a couple dead, because they wouldn't let this guy in. I even read in the paper that the actual building was blow apart," James threw his arms open for emphasis, forcing Peter to lean back.

"I need this paper that you read!" Sirius demanded, heaving a piece of potato into his mouth. There were a few seconds of good conversation time spent eating before Peter piped up.

"How's Remus doing? Better I hope," whispered the stocky boy. Sirius nodded with a mouth full of steak. After swallowing, he gave the two friends a brief, and edited version of his day spent out of class, keeping it low so nearby students wouldn't hear.