Sirius nearly ran into Peter on the way into the hospital wing. Peter was obviously just leaving, and the smaller boy gave him a quick smile.

"Remus asked about you," he said. "He wanted to know whether you were too tied up in your homework."

"Well, obviously I'm not," Sirius said, rolling his eyes. Sometimes Peter acted like he didn't know anything.

A shrug, and Peter walked off. Sirius entered the hospital wing to see Remus lying in the bed on the end, bandaged up and looking annoyed. However, at the sight of Sirius, he visibly brightened.

"Oh, good," Remus said. "I was about to page you." He held up a small hand mirror. He must have borrowed it from James, for some reason.

"Madam Pomphrey won't let me leave," the werewolf sighed, looking annoyed again. "A couple of others got off just as bad as me. In case you hadn't noticed. Anyway," Remus lowered his voice, "she thinks it will be less suspicious if I don't leave sooner than everybody else. You know, I heal fast and all that."

Sirius grinned along with Remus. Indeed, he had noticed a couple other people in the hospital wing. He hadn't thought anything of it, as there were accidents all the time, what with charms and transfigurations, and-- with a record high of accidents—Potions.

"So what'd you bring me to do?" Remus said, with way too much cheer for an injured person.

"Homework," Sirius said, pulling out his Defense Against the Dark Arts book.

Remus scowled. "Can't you figure this stuff out yourself?"

"You're the one trying to become a teacher. You get have to teach me. Besides, it's not like you don't have like, fifty more classes than I do."

Remus rolled his eyes, but Sirius knew that Remus was just teasing him at this point. He knew that Remus loved showing them that he was smarter than them at something. And more often than not, that something was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Madam Pomphrey eventually made her rounds, and Sirius looked up at her with the most pathetic expression he could muster.

"Madam Pomphrey," he said, trying to sound miserable. "please let Remus leave. It's Friday, and he shouldn't be made to stay up here all night! We need to get out of here soon, or else we won't make it in time to get smashed before The Three Broomsticks closes!"

Madam Pomphrey laughed. "Go! Begone with you! And be careful you don't get caught!"

Remus gave a huge sigh of relief, and the two of them packed up there stuff and hurried out. As soon as they were out, Remus pulled some bandages off to show already healed skin. The two of them then started racing through the halls to the common room. It was a Friday tradition. Remus would probably win again. Sirius laughed, wondering why he ever even bothered.

Notes:Well, I'm currently struggling with a romance-novelist's (novelist?? I don't think I'm THAT good yet o.O) hardest task: Keep it romantic, without getting cheesy or smutty. That's hard. Well, not the smutty part, I'd be too embarrassed………but cheesy is hard. Wish me luck!

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Violet-angel07: Okay. officially sucks. Well, not really, they've got an excellent system. But, I had the website name/address up there and everything. It took it out. Let's try this again. It's Howlkingdom . Org. Just get rid of the spaces. Happy hunting!

Seraphina Pyra: It's always too short. Doesn't matter what the story is. Unless you are like this loony girl I saw that wrote a 62 chapter story.

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Sir Deranged Reindeer: I feel you should always feel like strangling at least one character in a story. Dumbasses are fun to write (the good kind of dumbass, that is.)

Gold Silk: Yup! You get to meet him! Briefly, but nonetheless, he will be in a chapter.