Notes: Yay, I'm back! Ugh.... band camp......but this isn't a report about the abuse that goes on there.

Sir Deranged Reindeer-You are going to find out exactly how evil I am in this chapter .........I'm sorry!! You reviewed before?? Thank you.........I don't usually have people do that, but.........I love you!

TheifofBlueness-does Happy Dance No more waiting!! Another re-reviewer! Yayness!

Demon Tears- Thank you!

Adhara1- I try. It gets on my nerves when the characters are OOC, so I want all mine to be as in character as possible.

a-Why?? And is that an insult, or a complement?? (I have a friend who might consider that a compliment, so I'm a little confused)

Rin the Kitsune-Rin? Kitsune? InuYasha?? Um.........right. I just had to add that. I love Lily......and I haven't decided if this is their fifth, sixth or seventh year. I think it might end up being the sixth. It might stretch to seventh.

Thank you to all the people I haven't mentioned yet. And remember: Be afraid. Be rather afraid.

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Remus took a deep breath and opened the door to the dormitory. Sirius was sitting cross-legged on the bed, reading some book. Remus didn't fool himself into thinking that it was homework. The only homework they had was from today, and Sirius always waiting until ten o'clock of the night before it was due to start it.

"Hey, Sirius," Remus said, trying to take the shaking out of his voice.

"Oh, hey!" Sirius said, looking up, bright-eyed.

Remus walked over to Sirius' bed and sat down. "Um.........about the guy you like. Maybe you should tell him. Because chances are, he'd like you too. And........." Remus took a deep breath, and continued. "Perhaps he's waiting for you to say something."

"You think?" Sirius said, looking intent.

Remus nodded. "I know."

Sirius gave a great smile. "I should ask him right now! Wow.........Michael Poluque, like me I can't believe—"

"WHAT?!" Remus said sharply. "Who the Hell is Michel Poluque?"

"You know, the guy the year above us! Tall, blonde hair, gorgeous brown eyes—"

"You like Michael Poluque?"

"Yeah," Sirius said, looking confused. Then a look of realization came on his face. "You guess wrong, didn't you?"

Remus was already up and heading for the door. He slammed it behind him and raced down the steps from the dormitory. He wasn't looking where he was going, and so it was no surprise when he slammed into somebody on the way down. He looked up from where he had fallen to see James rubbing his head with one hand, while looking for his glasses with the other.

"Sorry, James. I didn't see you," Remus said, handing James his lost glasses.

"Which is rather odd, since you have the best eyesight out of all four of us," James said, standing up slowly and wincing. "What's up?"

"Nothing," Remus said, getting up himself.

"Yes there is. You are all tense and you aren't giving some extravagant explanation for something small and dumb."

"Fine. I'll tell you in private," Remus said, before heading toward the portrait hole across the common room.

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"Are you kidding me?" James said, carefully rearranging his cloak to cushion himself from the cold, hard stone. "And who the Hell is Michael Poluque."

"Some seventh year who can hardly keep his pants on long enough to do his homework, and still manages to get good grades," Remus said, sourly.

"Hm. Sounds a bit like a certain person we know," James said, thoughtfully. "But seriously. I thought for sure he liked you. I mean, really. You guys are always together and he actually mothers you, which is really saying something. But I guess he is kind of dumbass."

"That's what I'm thinking right now. That's what Red said. I probably should have listened to her," Remus said with a sigh.

"Red?" James said, sitting up suddenly and straight. "As in Lily Evans, Red?"

"Um," Remus paused, regretting saying something. "Yeah. But then again, she said some mean things about you, too."

James lay down with a sigh, and cradled his head on his hands.

"You know, Moony," James said, somewhat sadly. "I think the two of us are barking up the wrong trees."

Remus gave a small laugh at that. James what right. Both of them were lusting after people who didn't want them back.

"But you know," he continued. "Anything less is only second best, right?"

"I don't want second best," Remus said quietly, hugging his legs and putting his chin on his knees. "I'm tired of second best."

"Yeah," James agreed. "And when have I ever settled for second best?"

"Never."

"Exactly. You know, I think I'll stop with Lily for a while," he said.

"You're giving up?" Remus said, incredulously.

"No! Never!" James said loudly, before Remus hushed him. It was after curfew, and they didn't need to be caught out of the common room. "I think I should stop thinking about myself, and start thinking about helping you get the man of your dreams!"

"What's the motive?" Remus asked, sharply. "There's always something in it for you."

"Well," James admitted. "I think she might like me better if I lay off a bit."

"Thanks, James," Remus said, smiling a little. "But not a word of this to Peter?"

"Nah. What he doesn't know won't hurt him," James said, with a wink. "Well, he'll probably wonder about the whole 'why-aren't-you-chasing-Evans' thing, and I'll tell him that. But as far as I know, he still thinks you two are straight as pins. It should probably stay that way."

Remus smiled. "Let's get back to the common room before we're caught," he said.

The two of them headed back quietly, and Remus went to bed that night, feeling more content than he had in a while.

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Notes: Yes. I am evil. I got people's hopes up, and then stomped on them. This is the reason I am a pessimist: when things don't go your way, you're fine, when they do, you get a pleasant surprise !!

Don't worry; I won't drag it out too far. I hope.