Sorry about the wait for this chapter. I must've revised it fifteen times. Lol, well, I'll get on with it then.

The Sunday following the Hogsmeade trip was rather dull. The Marauders spent it playing rather violent games of Wizard Chess, ending in Peter going to the Hospital Wing with a bit of a pawn stuck in his ear.

Harry, however, didn't partake in this activity, seeing as he had left his homework to the last minute. Of course, so had James and Sirius, but when Harry asked them about it, they hastily said they'd do it later.

Around mid-afternoon, Harry noticed he was getting rather... hostile looks from James. Harry couldn't imagine what he had done, though, and he unwisely left it be.

The next morning, Harry was the first to get dressed for classes, closely followed by Remus. Nobody had bothered to wake James or Sirius, which left them waking two minutes after Harry and Remus had left for breakfast.

Harry was in the middle of his second helping of porridge when a disheveled looking James Potter walked in. He took a seat next to Remus, grunting something that must have been a greeting. They didn't actually see Sirius until their first class, and they noticed that he looked like he was going to fall to the ground in a dead faint.

James, as he had done since Saturday afternoon, throughly ignored Harry, who was puzzled to say the least. Not only was he confused, but he was also angry. Where did James get off treating him like mud?

This thought contaminated Harry's mind, rendering him unable to take notes in History of Magic. Of course, that wasn't unusual, but usually Harry attempted to listen. Now, he just sat there, scowling at his paper like it had created every problem he had.

Remus took note of this, being the most sensible of the group... not to mention Harry's grumbling during Charms distracted him constantly from the rat he was trying to turn blue.

He made the decision to confront him after Charms. As Harry was gathering up his things to leave, Remus stood next to his desk. Harry looked up from his bag closure. "Yes?"

Remus cleared his throat. "Is something wrong? You've been acting like something was bothering you the entire day."

Harry sighed. "For some reason, James is upset with me." Harry's voice sounded weary and distant, and Remus had never heard his voice take on that tone.

Remus squinted slightly. "I'll have a word with him," he said to Harry, before the two walked out of the classroom and went their seperate ways; Harry to the Great Hall for dinner, and Remus to the Common Room to talk to James, as he knew James would be lurking in there before dinner.

AN: I will be switching back and forth between what Remus & James are doing, and what Harry is doing. I'm going to be as careful as I can to make it easy to understand

Remus muttered the password to the Fat Lady, and caught James just as he was preparing to leave. "Oy, Prongs. A word?" he said, stopping James in his tracks.

James arched a brow. "Sure... what's up?"

"Well, Harry thinks you're upset with him. So... uh, are you?"

James scowled. "You would be too, if he basically made you out as an idiot in front of Evans."

Remus raised his eyebrows so they nearly disappeared between his flop of auburn hair. "Are you talking about when we were in the Three Broomsticks?"

James prominently scowled, which told Remus that he was correct.

Remus sighed. "Mate, he meant no harm by it. He was just trying to save Lily some grief." With that, Remus turned and left the common room, leaving James to his thoughts.

HARRY:

Harry walked to the Great Hall, thoughts drifting lazily. As he walked down the third corridor, he saw a strange sight. Quickly, he ducked back a bit so he was within earshot.

Sirius and Snape hadn't noticed him. Sirius was talking to Snape, a strained face of seriousness on his face, although Harry knew him well enough that he could see mirth glittering in his eyes. Snape looked greedy and pleased.

It appeared as if they were making a deal. Harry caught the words (from Sirius) "... tonight, after sunset, at the Whomping Willow..."

A dark cloud came over Harry's thoughts. Sirius was attempting to prank Snivellus... except it would go beyond that. Snape would be bitten!

Tee hee, remember that? Chapters over, seven's in the making. I know, a cliffy...