"look what a mess we made"
Disclaimer: I do not own the marauders, no matter how much I wish I did.
Chapter 2: the fight
Remus woke in the hospital wing the next morning. He was in immense pain everywhere except his earlobes. He heard voices before he decided to open his eyes. It was the other marauders.
"He looks a bit peaky." Peter said.
"Well, what would you look like if you'd just transformed into a werewolf and beat yourself up, idiot?" James said.
Remus noted the absence of Sirius' voice. Sirius was usually the first one to make fun of Peter. Remus opened his eyes blearily.
"He's waking up!" James said. "Sirius, get in here!"
Remus watched as Peter and James smiled at him. Finally, Sirius sauntered in looking slightly guilty and his eyes were red as though he'd been crying.
"Sirius?" Remus croaked.
"Are you okay, Moony?" Sirius asked, quietly.
"Yeah," then he remembered something strange before he had passed out. "Hey, was anyone in the Shack last night? I almost clawed somebody."
All the marauders looked awkward. James glanced sideways at Sirius. "I think you should explain Padfoot."
"Explain what?" Remus asked, but no answer came. Peter and James walked silently out of the room; James clapped a hand on Sirius' shoulder on his way. Once they were gone, Sirius approached the bed cautiously, as though Remus might bite him. This had only happened once before, when Sirius had first found out about his Lycanthropy. Up until this day, he'd never been scared of Remus.
"Uh, Moony," Sirius began, his voice squeaked and he cleared his throat. "Um, I did something stupid…"
"What? What are you talking about Padfoot??"
"Well, that kid you almost clawed, that was Snivellus."
"What?" Remus exclaimed, sitting up too fast and falling into a coughing fit.
Sirius waited until the coughing had subsided, and took advantage of Remus' recovering to continue his story. "Well, ya know how he hexed you yesterday?" Remus nodded, still unable to talk. "Well, I decided to get some revenge."
"Sirius," Remus said, finally regaining his voice, but it was gravelly and harsh and rather reprimanding. "How many times have I told you? Revenge is never the answer!"
"I know, I know. Look, I was really mad and I—"
Remus interrupted him. "Yeah! You must have been really angry to do a thing like that. But do you know what? You've done stupid stuff before. Why don't you stop and think? Why don't you learn from your mistakes?"
Sirius was on the verge of tears at the sight of Remus' angry red face and the sound of his disapproving voice. "Look, I'm sorry Remus…."
"Yeah, that's nice. You've said that before, right? When are you going to mean it and actually stop doing this stuff? Huh? Do you know that was one of the worst nights I've had since you guys found out? And what if I had bitten Snape? Or worse, killed him? Did you think about that?" Sirius shook his head. "No, I didn't think so. Look, when you're ready to actually think about the consequences of your actions, come back, okay?"
Sirius couldn't take this anymore. "Oh yeah?" he bellowed. "Well, when you're ready to be grateful for a nice gesture from your friends to show how much they care you come back." Sirius was trying not cry as he walked toward the door. "When you're ready to leave your stupid scolding and scholarly sayings come back. And stop acting like a damn prefect!" he screamed and then slammed the door of the hospital.
"I am a damn prefect!!!!!!!" Remus bellowed back. "Stupid idiot!" he yelled to no one in particular, and sank into his pillows, tears of fury and angst running down his cheeks.
A/N: wow. That was easy to write. Review please!