1A/N: I'm sorry the second chapter was horrible…you can beat me with a stick (not twisted) anyways, my friend was sleeping over and I kept having to run away from her so she wouldn't see what I was writing (yes I'm a damn good host!) and because I was watching CSI for the majority of it. I really wanted to put a chapter up for you guys….yes….well I'll go write this one. sits in dark room typing. I'd put reviewers names up, but my internet's not working. And everyone thank my beta, megaotaku!

Remus and Sirius' lunch was polite, entertaining, and it reminded Remus a lot of a first date. They ate at a small café; it was private and the food was good. They went for a long walk through one of the larger parks. Afterwards Sirius asked if Remus would join him for desert, but Remus politely declined, as he did have to get home. Sirius understood and dropped him off in a limo. Sirius sat in the limo with the window entirely rolled down and Remus was standing outside the car.

"Thank you for the ride." Remus said, with a slight blush. "Er….So, same time tomorrow?"

"That sounds good, I can't wait to see you again." Sirius snickered, enjoying how the other man stammered, blushed, growled and finally managed to reply.

"Good."

"Fine." Sirius smirked.

"Perfect." Remus growled.

"Lovely."

"Good."

"Beautiful." Sirius said dreamily.

"Night." Remus said briskly., he started to turn away when Sirius' voice called him back.

"Hey, Remus." Sirius called, he gestured for Remus to come back. Remus crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot. Sirius gestured again for Remus to move closer. Remus leaned in the window and Sirius reached over and with his lips millimeters from Remus' ear and whispered. "I. see. DEAD PEOPLE!"

Remus flew back and fell right on his ass on the concrete side walk. "Sirius Black that was not funny!" he scolded the hysterical Black. "God will smite you!"

"Night, Remus, don't let the dead people touch you." Sirius laughed, waggling his eyebrows.

"Night Sirius, I hope the dead people do touch you! You sick pervert." Remus muttered darkly, enjoying their banter.

Sirius' hand snaked out and grabbed the retreating younger man's wrist. Remus looked back at him with big amber eye. "Really, sleep tight…Don't let that crap on the news get to you."

"Don't let it get to you either." Remus smiled. "Night, really."

"Night." Sirius said softly, letting Remus go.

Remus walked inside his building and slipped into he elevator, when he turned around he saw that the limo was just leaving. He waited to leave till I got inside? Remus started to blush, and promptly shook the thought from his head. It's just a coincidence! He thought firmly.

When he got upstairs Remus sat down on the couch and flicked on the news.

"There have been no new developments in Regulus Black's murder. However, police have questioned our own Black family and asked if they had any relation to the child."

"Oh the poor dear!" Mrs. Black cried. "It is such a pity about him…But he's not related to us, only common surnames." Mrs. Black was extremely pretty in a good girl turned bad rocker chick type of way. Mrs. Emily Black had long, wild, seal brown hair that was cut into wild choppy layers. Her spectacular grey eyes were always lined in dark eyeliner and accented with dark sparkly eye shadow. She was actually forty nine, but she looked more like late twenties or early thirties. She married the Mr. Black very, very young. Emily was only eighteen. The pair was sitting in their living room.

Mr. Black was tall and elegant looking. He was fifty five. Mr. Jacob Black was outfitted with mused midnight black hair that curled around his ears and covered one eye, dark black sunglasses, a brilliant smile, and an Armani suit. "What kind of monster would do that to a child! I know that Emily and I are most definitely keeping our children close to home.

"What about Sirius?" A reported asked.

Emily's smile faltered for just a moment before coming back even brighter. "Sirius is big boy, he can take care of himself."

"There's a rumor that Sirius has a new therapist, is this true?"

"Oh no!" Emily laughed, "He's on vacation with his girlfriend in Hawaii!"

"Who is this girlfriend!"

"A lovely girl by the name of Hermione Granger." Mr. Black cut in. "She and Sirius have been going strong for a few months."

"Are they going to get engaged?"

"Well, you know, Sirius is a bit of a Serial Dater." Emily smiled. They were trying to make Sirius seem like a bad boy flirt.

Remus' head shot up. "He has a girlfriend!" He suddenly felt a pang of jealousy and twitch of hate. "That bastard played me!"

"And who is this little fellow?" The reporter asked. The camera shifted down to a small boy, only about six or seven, holding Emily's hand. The boy had big bright eyes, Remus did a double take. This boy had silver eyes, bright silver eyes, soft looking red hair that flopped messily into his eyes and light pink lips.

"Oh, this is our newest baby!" Emily chuckled, lifting the boy up onto her lap. The boy squirmed and murmured something. But Mr. Black looked over at the boy. Remus couldn't tell what lay behind the man's eyes, but from the way the boy stilled and put on a huge fake grin it was a harsh threatening look. "His names Paris…We found him and his older brother in Argentina!"

The camera shifted to an image of an older boy, the boy smiled winningly at the camera. He had rich creamy golden skin and long wavy brown hair. Remus looked transfixed at this kid's eyes, like Paris he had brilliantly colored gold eye, with a flair of green around the pupil.

The camera swung back to Emily. "That's Edward, he's fourteen, they will both be attending the Boys Academy of London starting next Monday."

Remus flicked of the television and stormed into his room. "Sirius has a girlfriend…..A bloody girlfriend." Remus turned on his computer and logged onto a forum site for psychologists. "Or maybe it's just a publicity stunt." Remus thought out loud.

He clicked on UK forum and started a new thread called. SIRIUS BLACK.

Hello, Remus typed quickly. My name's Remus Lupin, I work at the Black Psychiatric Center in London. I've recently been assigned to help Sirius Black (really, I'm not kidding here!) I was just watching the news and I saw he had a girlfriend. Is this true? Also if there is anyone here who has ever worked intimately with Sirius Black and his information on him, please call me at 314-256-2563. Or instant message me at GoldieWolf. I did not come up with that screen name, my friend insists on my using it and I was drunk when I decided on it.

And does anyone know what's up with the Black's new kids? They look more like ornaments then kids. Wish I looked that good when I was fourteen. Bt if you have information on Sirius Black or have worked with him, PLEASE, IM or call me. This is no joke and it's very urgent!

Remus clicked enter and waited for five minutes by getting something to eat. When he returned he signed onto AOL Instant Messenger and suddenly found himself flooded with IM's.

He quickly typed a response to most of them. He closed about five or six and was left with two. One of them was from someone called SnApSfOrSnApE.

SnApSfOrSnApE: Is this Remus Lupin?

Goldeiwolf: Yes, have we met?

SnApSfOrSnApE: Oh sorry, it's Severus Snape.

Goldiewolf: OH! Severus, how'd things with your girlfriend work out?

SnApSfOrSnApE: sigh not good, she sat down with me, but when I started to talk she burst into tears saying she's been cheating on me! We had a mutual break up and I helped her pack up her stuff.

Goldiewolf: That's too bad. God I'm sorry.

SnApSfOrSnApE: Eh, don't worry about it. The relationship was winding down anyway. Anyway, you were asking about Sirius Black?

Goldiewolf: Yeah, I'm working with him now.

SnApSfOrSnApE: I had a friend who worked with him for a few months. He committed suicide a few days after Sirius moved on to a new psychologist.

Goldiewolf: Wait, I heard that a man named Kennith Dawson committed suicide while treating Sirius Black for mental disturbance!

SnApSfOrSnApE: No, Kennith killed himself AFTER Sirius moved on. It's common for therapists to go through a period of withdrawal after he leaves them. Weird huh?

Goldiewolf: Very. Did this friend of your have notes on Sirius?

SnApSfOrSnApE: Big, big crates full of 'em, I can drop them off at the Black Center tonight, are you there?

Goldiewolf: No I'm at home, but don't worry about driving over to the Center.

SnApSfOrSnApE: No it's fine, I just went to pick them up from a warehouse. No one in his family wanted them so I get 'em. Joy.

Goldiewolf: Oh, well would you mind dropping them off then? I'll take good care of them. You can ask the guard out front to help you, tell him the crates are for Remus Lupin. He'll help.

SnApSfOrSnApE: Okay will do, are you free this week?

Goldiewolf: Doubt it. Sirius Black is constantly coming in! I end up spending the day with him.

At his computer Remus sniggered. Well, it wasn't exactly a lie.

SnApSfOrSnApE: Oh, ok. IM me when you have time. I'd really like to spend more time with you.

Remus frowned….Is he hitting on me?

SnApSfOrSnApE: I really enjoyed our last session.

Goldiewolf: Oh sure, I'll let you know the first second I have time, k?

SnApSfOrSnApE: Will do…see ya later, I hope.

Goldiewolf: great bye!

Remus logged of as fast as humanly possible and was left with nothing to do. He felt the overwhelming urge to call Sirius and ask about his girlfriend. But he resisted the urge and crawled into bed.

He wrapped himself again around the long white pillow and shut his eyes, the only image in his mind was Sirius Black.

The next morning Remus woke up on his own. He yawned and rolled over to see what time it was. Ten a.m. Good, he had time to eat a proper breakfast. He sauntered into the kitchen and opened the freezer and pulled out a box of Eggo French toaster sticks. He popped four into the toaster and got out some whipped cream.

He found a plate and waited patiently for the French toast to finish cooking. When they popped out of the toaster, Remus grinned and artistically stacked them on the plate. Then he covered the entire mound of French toast with whipped cream. He fished around in the drawers for sprinkles and found a box of rainbow colored ones and dumped the whole box on the mound. "Muhahah, die stupid French toast!" Remus cackled. Dear god please give everyone in the world third degree burns. He prayed silently as he heated up hot fudge.

"Stupid world." He muttered darkly as the microwave beeped. He removed the hot fudge and poured half the bottle on top of the French toast sundae. "You know I'm going to breed mutant sharks, and then….I'll make them flop around on land and eat people!" He laughed at his own stupidity. "And I'll tell them not to eat the seals! The poor little buggers…"

He grinned at his master piece and grabbed a fork and was about to eat it, when the doorbell rang. "Damnit!" He scowled. Remus picked up the entire plate and strode over to his door. He opened it, "What?" He scowled, "Hello?" He shoved a forkfull of whipped cream in his mouth and looked up at the person at the door.

Standing in his door was James holding a big crate, and Sirius?! Remus' eye grew at least four times their normal size and his mouth was agape.

"Close your mouth, it makes you look like a fish." Sirius scowled.

"Sorry to barge in, but Mr. I'm-so-misunderstood decided to make a little seen in the lobby and refused to wait for you." James partially informed Remus and partially insulted Sirius.

"Look, it bloody important!" Sirius growled. "Remus? I…Uh….It's really important." He looked down at Remus with big pleading eyes. "Oh can I have some?" he reached down uninvited and took a huge bit of whipped cream.

"Hey!" Remus shouted. "That was my breakfast." The smallest man put on a pout. "Fine, Jamesy ol' buddy what's with the crate."

"Snape brought it over, he said it was for you. Remus…Your not dating him, are you?" James asked loudly.

Remus actually backed away from James and almost dropped the plate of French toast, luckily Sirius caught it. "God no!" Remus then glared at James and leapt on him. "You stupid bastard!"

"What did I do!" James shrieked.

"You promised you wouldn't mention that!" Remus hissed, strangling James.

"What!"

"That I'm gay!" Remus shouted, Sirius looked over at him, mouth full of whipped cream. "Damn you James." He yelled, removing his hands from his best friend's throat.

"I didn't mean to." James winced. "But it's just Sirius."

"Yeah besides," Sirius added, "I figured you were gay when you started blushing at everything I said."

Remus glared at him. "Fine it's just pick on Remus day!"

"Aw….Look what you've done James," Sirius teased. "You've gone and upset him." He look another bit of whipped cream.

James elbowed Sirius in the ribs. "Shut it Sirius! This is serious, Remus is very sensitive about his sexuality."

"Of course this is Sirius, who else would I be?"

"Shut up Sirius!"

"Just tell him everything about me!" Remus screamed from the kitchen. "Oh why don't you mention that I slept with a stuffed animal 'till I was eighteen!"

"Remus you had a very good reason to!" James shouted back. He attempted to peek into the kitchen and just barely missed a plate hurled at his head. James scowled. "Well you go try now."

"Do I have to?" Sirius wined.

"If you hadn't made a seen we wouldn't even be here!" James growled. Sirius grinned at him and sauntered into the kitchen. Remus was making another French toast sundae. One of his pieces of toast was stuck in the toaster and Remus couldn't get it out. The smaller man was about to reach into the toaster, when a strong hand on his wrist stopped him.

"Let me go." Remus growled, glaring at him.

"Do you want some help?" Sirius asked gently.

"No!" Remus snarled, ripping his wrist away. I'm fine on my own!"

"Sure? You might burn yourself."

"Don't care." Remus growled.

"I care." Sirius said gently, he leaned closer to Remus and from around the smaller man's shoulder, gently wrapped his fingers around Remus' wrist and pulled it away from the toaster. "Besides I have a better idea."

"Sirius did he kill you?" James shouted.

"Nope," Sirius called back cheerfully. "I have conquered the beast."

"Not yet." Remus retorted and attempted to wriggle himself out from between Sirius's warm body and the counter. "Okay…Maybe I'm a little stuck." Sirius arm started to curl around his chest. "Stop." Remus said gently, laying a hand on Sirius arm. He looked back and was greeted by Sirius' confused gaze. "You have a girl friend."

Sirius laughed. "No, that's just a publicity thing. Hermione's a pretty girl and it gets me good publicity."

"But…." Remus protested. "Your not gay."

"I like pretty things." Sirius responded.

Remus brushed him off. "I don't think I'm ready for anything right now Sirius, maybe after I'm not your psychologist anymore…It would be weird."

Sirius smiled warmly. "Did you ever think that maybe my twisted mind won't be fixed from extended sessions of therapy with old men?"

"Not really." Remus shrugged with a little grin, for that moment he completely forgot about the French toast and breakfast.

"You need to unwind a little." Sirius murmured flirtatiously.

Remus blushed. "C'mon, what was the really important thing you needed to tell me?"

"Oh right, just looking at you has brushed the entire morning from my mind." Sirius teased. "No, it's about those two kids."

"Edward and Paris? They're your new brothers right?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, but something's wrong about them…I don't know exactly what. Paris, the little one. He doesn't talk…I mean he murmurs but no one can hear him, the poor kids scared stiff of Dad. Did you see them on the news conference?'

"They did look a little off…." Remus sighed, "I don't know. Is that it?"

"No I remember something."

"About what?"

"My childhood." Sirius sighed, he shut his eyes and tilted his head back. "I remember that there was a man…He was weird, all the boys were scared of him, except one. Regulus wasn't scared of him…"

"Sirius! How do you know Regulus?" Remus insisted.

"I don't know….He played piano…really good. And he really liked this guy. I think he was in love with him. Regulus was…young….ten, eleven? Yes ten…And he tried to spend time with this guy. And I told him not to. I don't know why, I just had a bad feeling about him. But then I left, I don't know why or where, but I couldn't help Regulus!"

A very confused Remus reached over and stroked Sirius arm gently. "It's okay, it's not your fault." Sirius could only whimper. "Please think, how did you know Regulus?"

"The barcode." Sirius whispered. "Our numbers were the same except for the last digit. They were mad at me, so they sent me back! I was older then most of the kids, they said I was a counselor...I think it was long time ago…Regulus! I tried to warn him about that man, I couldn't explain why I was so…scared of him."

Remus sighed and tried to piece this together in his mind. Okay so three years ago, someone sent Sirius back 'there;' to where Regulus was. So let's assume that "there" is the orphanage. Sirius was scared of this man who Regulus was in love with? Damn, I know weird people! "Sirius, what was the place were Regalus was called?"

"It was where I lived before mum and dad….An orphanage…" Sirius was still in a trance like state and Remus was going to milk all he could out of Sirius.

"Was it called St. Bartholomew's?"

Sirius shivered violently. "I think so, it was Saint something…"

"Okay, so you grew up at St. Bartholomew's Center for Children, in Ireland with moors and forests. When you were twelve, a boy went into the forest and was murdered right? In the same way that Regulus was."

Sirius shook his head. "No the boy lived…He barely made it."

"Okay, so then you were adopted, but 'they' were mad at you so they sent you back to St. Bartholomew's?" Sirius nodded. Remus frowned, but continued. "Regulus was ten and was….Infatuated with a man who scared you?"

"No, Regulus was in love."

"Okay in love with this man that scared you." Remus corrected himself. "You warned Regulus, but then you were taken away?" Sirius nodded. "Sirius, this doesn't make any sense… And what barcode are you talking about?"

"On my back…" Sirius murmured, his head was titled back and his eyes closed.

"Take of your shirt." Remus commanded quickly. Sirius complied. The amber haired man blushed and fought the urge not to stare at Sirius lean six pack. "Where's the barcode?"

"Lower back." Sirius whispered. His eyes were still closed and his voice was thick.

"Hey Remus what's-" James trailed off at the seen in front of him. Sirius looked very please and Remus was on his knees. (A/N: Everyone get your minds in the gutter!) "Erm…Was I interrupting something?"

"Get your mind out of the gutter and get over here, James!" Remus snapped urgently. The taller man strode over to where Remus was, kneeling just behind Sirius.

"What's so…." James' green eyes doubled in size. "Oh my god." He traced his fingers over the ink black tattoo on Sirius' back. The tattoo was of a barcode symbol with the numbers 66612 just above it. "Someone burnt this into his back." He said running his fingers again over the slight grooves in Sirius' skin.

Remus just gaped. "Sirius where did you get this?"

"Don't remember." Sirius whispered. "Stop, Remus that hurts!" Remus and James drew their fingers away From Sirius as if shocked. Suddenly Sirius looked down at them. "What are you two doing down there?"

Remus gaped. "Do you remember any of what you just said?!"

Sirius frowned. "Something about Regulus and barcodes I think….Why, what did I say?"

Remus led Sirius and James to the couch and sat them down. It took him nearly an hour to explain what Sirius had said and what he assumed it meant. Sirius curled up on the couch, clutching the pillows.

"That's creepy." Sirius sighed. "What's in the crate James?"

"Oh, I'm not sure, Snape just told me to get them to you Remus." James said, his attention being drawn back to the present day.

"Those are the notes of the psychologist who committed suicide after you got a new psychologist Sirius." Remus explained. "I was hoping I could find something that I could help you with. Now I'm wondering about these trances we go into when we talk about Regulus and your childhood."

Sirius shrugged. "Honestly I don't remember."

Remus bent down next to the crate and started filing through it. All the notes were carefully organized in folders. "Childhood, information, phobias, interests, photos?" he glanced over at Sirius grinning.

Sirius shuddered. "That dude was seriously creepy."

James cracked a smile. "Does Siri have a stalker?"

"Oh shut up James, it's not funny!" Sirius shuddered again. "I was traumatized for life from him! He kept talking about his speedo and how we should go swimming!" James nearly fell of the couch laughing. "James!" Sirius cried in mock alarm. "It's really not funny!"

Remus grinned and removed a folder. "Here we go, Peculiarities." Remus cleared his throat. "And I quote, 'June twenty-third, 1999. Today Sirius slipped into a trance like state for the tenth time. He murmured about the safe place, the bad man and the barcodes. I had no idea what he was talking about. He also mentions a boy named Regulus. I researched this strange behavior pattern on the internet and found out about a drug called Paril.

This drug destroys memory cells and actually wipes them clean. The drug can be injected with needles, swallowed, or taken in a liquid gel form. Those under the symptoms of this drug will randomly begin to scream, sob uncontrollably, or become disorientated.

In order to use the drug you must be a professional and very skilled because an over dose can be fatal. After the drug is administered the subject may either be left alone or the subjects' memories may be replaced when one whispers in their ear and tells the subject exactly what they want the subject to remember.

Subjects afterwards may slip into coma's or wake up cheerfully in the morning. However the drug does have several serious long term effects. Paril will cause deep depression in the subject years to weeks afterwards, deplete the immune system, and the subject may be more fearful and timid then before the injection of Paril. If the subject is given Paril more then twice (depending on the subject, some of the known subjects have taken up to fives does without other consequences. But two is the minimum of doses to create the following complications) the subject may slip into states of comatose, or a more resilient patient might stay conscious, and only slip into a trance like state.

Even more odd about the drug are it's cases of overdose. In some cases subjects given to much Paril will go insane, loose interest in life and commit suicide, or more interestingly, the subject's memories might start returning to them. If Paril is used more then once incorrectly it could result in the new dose of Paril eating up the old dose, so the subject regains his memory. However this rarely happens and mostly the subject's entire memory is wiped cleanly away. Even if the Paril did eat each other up the newly freed memories are usually still kept deep in the patients mind, listed under traumatic experiences and are rarely ever recovered.

I believe that Sirius has in fact been injected with Paril, judging from his symptoms he must have been injected with the substance more then once because he does slip into trance like states.

However my belief brings out all sorts of disturbing questions. What kind of sicko puts this beautiful creature on this drug? For what purpose was Sirius injected with Paril? Paril is made from a plant only found in Ireland, Sirius lives in London, how did he get the Paril? But most importantly do his parents know about this?'"

Remus looked up at Sirius.

"So I'm on this Paril stuff?" Sirius asked.

"Well….from what I can see here and from what I know, you are not currently being injected with Paril…But you have been in the past….I think you were injected once in Ireland, before you were adopted. That explains why you can't remember your childhood, and at least once when you were twenty two more after "they" sent you away back to St. Bartholomew's in Ireland after you talked to Regalus about the man who scared you."

"I think I was injected one more time," Sirius said softly. "I don't really remember it, but I-um-I kind of don't like needles much…So I think I must have been injected again when I was around sixteen, because after that I had a spaz attack anyone put a needle close to me for months."

"That would make sense…" Remus sighed. "James, ideas?"

"When you first came to London how did you feel?"

"Extremely happy. Always very, very happy." Sirius shrugged and then cracked a grin. "All my friend thought I was on ecstasy though, but then again I guess I was, huh?"

"And when you first tried to kill yourself."

"It was like I'd woken up a different person." Sirius sighed. "I hated everyone and everything, I couldn't stand the stupidity of life, the pointlessness of it, so I broke my mirror and tried to slit my wrists with a piece."

"How many suicides did you attempt?"

"Honestly? Five in that same year, I think three times when I was eighteen, maybe two per year since then?" Sirius winced at Remus' and James' shocked expressions. "I tried to get hit by cars, I would beg people to shoot me or hit me, I think I got so high one time I passed out and threw up blood….Yeah I did some crazy stuff."

"Sirius…" Remus sighed.

"I don't need your sympathy." Sirius said coldly. "I'm doing just fine."

"Well." Remus shrugged. "I was just trying to help."

"You could take off your clothes and dance around," Sirius suggested with a wicked smile. Remus whacked him on the back of his head.

"Idiot." He muttered affectionately.

James smirked. "You two are such a cute couple."

"Like you and Lily?" Remus growled. "Besides we're not a couple! Uh….James…do you have a son?"

"Of course! How many times have I showed you pictures of my darling Harry!" James grinned.

"Well…uh…er….mmm….Where is he?" Remus stammered.

"In America."

"James, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I just saw him yesterday."

"WHAT!" James shouted. "How the hell did he get here!"

"Apparently he's also going to school here," Remus sighed. "He came in for a session yesterday morning, James. I thought you knew!"

"No….Lily said she couldn't raise him so she sent him to her own relatives in America. She was so young….I…." James sighed and buried his face in his hands. "I ruined her life didn't I?"

"Aw come on Jamesy," Remus said soothingly. "You didn't ruin her life…So she got pregnant a little young, it's fine. Happens all the time. But it looks like she raised Harry herself."

"That's why she moved out." James said sullenly. "A few nights after we….yeah anyways she said she needed some time to think…I guess it was because she didn't want me to know she was…pregnant!"

Sirius moved to the other side of James. "James, you didn't ruin her life. You two have a great relationship, you've practically been married since she got pregnant! I know my parents' relationship isn't that good."

"Really?" James sniffled. "Cause they look so close on TV."

"Once the cameras go of she just shoves us away to yell at him. Of course Dad yells back and soon their throwing vases." Sirius rolled his eyes. "Look at you and Lily! I'm sure Harry's a great kid. I mean with a dad like you…"

"Are saying my son's retarded?" James snickered.

"Well….I sure hope he isn't like you in that respect." Sirius smiled.

"See!" Remus said soothingly. "Even Sirius thinks you're a good dad, and Sirius wants to kill the world!"

"Well today I only want to give it third degree burns." Sirius cackled.

"So Harry's…What's he like?" James asked.

"He's…a sweetie. Very polite, kind, he's pretty funny actually. He's also very insecure, James." Remus added. "God, I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but he came in to talk to me about his suspicion that he's a homosexual."

"Homosexual," Sirius echoed, putting a hilarious stress on the 's' in the word as if he had a lisp.

"Yeah…Lily's side of the family always were….early birds actually. Lily's boobs were huge when she was twelve!" James and Sirius snickered while Remus just sat there uncomfortably. "What else did he say?"

"You remember Lucius?"

"That SMUG BASTARD!" James yelled. "How could I forget him!"

"Yes well he's got a son named Draco…And Harry er…kind of…well I think really fancies Draco."

James almost fainted. "Oh lord."

"Well I'm sure he's not a bad kid!" Remus said quickly. "He's got good taste and he's a smart. I'm sure Draco not at all like his dad."

"Oh lord." James moaned, he glanced at his watch. "It's already two! Oh shit I have to meet Lily in fifteen minutes for lunch, and I have to talk with her, Sirius do you need a ride?"

"Er…Well actually I was hoping to stay." Sirius looked hopefully over at Remus. "You don't mind do you? After the Paril deal, and how my parents actually might have been the ones drugging me, can I stay with you tonight, Remus?"

"Yeah sure I don't mind." Remus shrugged. "But you're sleeping on the couch! I don't trust you near me when I'm sleeping."

James laughed, "Good night loves birds, Sirius don't take advantage of Remus while he sleeping, Remus…I think you have a new stuffed animal to sleep with…"

The smallest man leapt on James and strangled him for the second time that day. "We are not love birds! And I don't sleep with stuffed animals!"

"Sure, Remus," James croaked.

"DIE!"

A/N: Okay I hope this was better then the second chapter, I tried to piece things together a bit more in this chapter, so if you're confused then review and I shall explain next chapter. Or you could just review anyways….By the way reviewers you guys are the best and when my internet comes back from vacation I shall give you all cookies! runs away with cookies MUAHAHA