Author's note: Yay for another update! I hope everyone didn't forget this story. I should put in the discription that I updated........Anyhow, another chapter here! Maybe I should try mapping this story out, because as it is--I am making this up as I go along. Pretty dumb idea, huh? But so far it's working out okay.....We'll see, I suppose. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these updates!

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P (Peter I can do without...)

SIRIUS BLACK, YA'LL

As it happened, Remus wasn't there to watch us at Quidditch practice for the next couple of days as he usually did. In fact, we rarely saw him except during classes and when he was buried in his books at meals. But this was natural during these times, and a full moon crossed with test week always did this to him.

Just usually not this bad.

"God, James, do we have any idea where he keeps going off to every day? It's driving me nuts," I whined.

"No clue whatsoever...." he replied absently, watching the snitch buzz around him and then flit off to the edge of the stadium.

"You'd think he'd at least take some time out to be with me once in a while now. I mean, really, studying doesn't usually take him this much time," I continued, hovering on my broom.

"Could you hold on a second?" James said, then zoomed off to catch the snitch. Naturally James had no idea that I was actually talking about something important. I watched him for a second, flew down, and jumped off my broomstick. It was 5:30, I could sneak out of practice without it making too huge of a deal. Having changed in the lockers and dealth with my equipment, I decided to find Remus before dinner.

No sooner had I walked out of the lockers had I seen Remus strolling through the outdoor hallway cheerfully. I opened my mouth to greet him, but suddenly----

"Hold on, Lupin, I'm going your way."

I froze as Snivellus in all this gloomy glory marched up beside him and put a book in Remus's hand, smiling more sinisterly and proud than I thought a wretch like him capable.

'' This book has some simple things you might want to even try on your own, if possible. Sort of....relative to blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, I'm speaking complete nonsense and I'm a stupid git," he continued.

My fists clenched as I watched the hideous slimeball talk tomy Remus. What's worse was that my Remmie was replying as kindly as he would to me.

"Ah, thank you very much, Severus. I'm very confident we're getting somewhere, and I owe it all to you," Remus smiled. That was the smile he usually gave me, now he was wasting it on this greasebucket! What--was he drugged!?

They started to walk out of sight when I began to run towards them. Taking only a second to catch up, I placed a hand on Remus's shoulder, glaring at the freak beside him. He turned around in surprise and then smiled that same smile, only slightly marred with embarassment.

"Oh, hi, Siri," he said calmly.

"Hullo Remus. Busy at the moment?" I asked, then without notice, proceded to lead him off.

"Oh--well--I was-----"

"Mm hm, now, please," I impatiently responded, taking him in the direction of the beech tree. I turned around to see Snape looking after us with disgust and merely flipped him off.

"Sirius, what're you--"

"You mean what're you doing? I thought you said you hated him! I thought you two were never going to talk again."

"Siri, I never said I hated him," he explained.

"And just what have you been doing lately? We barely even see you."

"Severus has been teaching me potions. I'm dismal in that subject and he's the best I know, so I---"

"I'm pretty good at potions too, Remus. You could have asked me or James," I reminded.

" You guys are great at every subject, I know, but you two are usually busy. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Siri, but it's not like anything is going on here. You know that I choose you, and I'm not going to change my mind," he lovingly replied, taking my hand gently in his own.

"........I don't want you seeing him, Remmie," I decided.

"Well, Sirius, I'm awfully sorry you feel that way, but to me he is a friend. He's not as dear to me as you, but maybe close to Wormtail. You understand? Merely platonic, and it'll stay that way. I'm entirely devoted to you, and that's it for me. Besides that, he teaches very well and I could use it," he added.

"......fine. But if he does anything I swear to god, I will---"

"I know you will. I promise, nothing will happen. We've reached an understanding."

He smiled at me and I nodded, trying to smile back.

"I'll just have to trust you...."
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" I can't stand this!!!"

I looked across the dinner table at Wormtail as he stabbed at his turkey furiously. None of us replied but rather tried not to smile. Next to his over-filled plate that was quickly diminishing was the book we took from the restricted section about transfiguration.

"How the hell are we supposed to say THIS incantation and think clearly about the animal at the same time?? It's completely impossible!!! I hate this!"

"Don't you think you're being a tad over dramatic, Wormy?" James laughed.

" A muggle could do that just fine, Peter," I added.

"It's extremely hard! I've been practicing for a week and I just cannot get it right!"

"How can you not get it right? That's beginner's stuff. Honestly, Pete, I don't know how something this simple could cause so many problems with you," I scoffed. I didn't like Peter much, obviously. Really, he was nothing--there was no point to him being around except to make James feel 10x more fantastic.

"Sirius, come on!! It's reeeeeeeeally haaaaaaaaard!" James mocked.

"Hey, jeez, you could maybe just help me instead of doing that. If it weren't for Remus, I--"

"You don't have to do it," Remus's voice quietly hovered above his book. We all turned to him as he set down his book then spoke very commandingly however quiet he was. "I don't want you guys getting in trouble or hurt. Really---just, don't worry about it, alright?"

"Well, Remus, we would like to---" James began.

"No." And that's all he said. But that was all he needed to say out loud, his eyes said more. We ate the rest of our dinner silently and then left, James and I trailing behind.

"Did you tell him?" James asked.

"No, he has no idea," I replied.

"...Now I'm not sure if we should try to surprise him....If he doesn't want it..."

"Well, he doesn't know what he wants. He'll be thrilled, I'm sure of it."

".........Alright.....but we only have 2 days until the full moon. We should at least practice for showtime."