Chapter 3:

The day had been a long one. Seventh years trying to
learn the Patronus…There had been a total of three who
could even make wispy silver smoke come out.

At the end of the day Sirius Black-Potter was as tired
as he could be. Remus still hadn't shown up and James
was sick with the flu.

Classes for the day had ended, but Sirius didn't want
to go to their rooms.

So me went to go see his son. He walked up to the fat
lady and sweet-talked her before giving the password,
as he had always done. When he entered the common
room, all he could hear was shouting.

Ron and Draco were at it again. They were screaming in
each other's face while Harry was trying to break the
whole thing up.

"It is all your fault!" That was the fourth time he
had heard that 'come back' and was getting tired of it
all.

Harry noticed his Papa standing by the opening and
went over to him. The moment Draco saw Harry go he
turned to look, causing everyone else to see what he
was looking at.

"What's going on in here? Haven't you heard of sorting
out your problems, not screaming them?" Sirius was
definitely going to get a headache potion from Sev
after this.

"Nothing is going on" Draco and Ron said together,
then growled to the other when they realized they had
done it.

"Draco Malfoy, don't lie to me, I walked in you guys
were screaming at each other and now you say there is
nothing wrong? Come on tell me"

"Ok, see, we were studying and it got boring so I laid
down on the couch and Harry came to lay down with me.
The we fell asleep, only to be woken by these idiots
yelling at us about how 'wrong' it was" Draco paused
and took a breath, "I don't think we did anything
wrong, but apparently they think we did"

"Damn right you did! Being with another boy is
disgusting! I could care less if you did it in your
bed, but out here in the common room, we don't wanna
see it you fags!"

Sirius had a look on his face that was a cross between
angry and thinking.

"Ok, if it is so bad for them to fall asleep WITH
clothes on, in the common room, why do you do it?
Maybe nobody wants to see you and who ever you are
with for the moment sleeping out here. Why is it so
wrong for them to do it, but when you do it, you don't
care?"

"Because they are both boys!"

"Hmmm… not a good argument. I still don't see why you
cannot see that love is love. A lot of people are gay
it doesn't make a difference. I know when we went to
the muggle world, people looked at James and I funny,
but this isn't the muggle world. Wizards have never
cared about sexual preference, so why are you starting
it now?"

Ron looked confused. Draco laughed and added, "Maybe
we find you straight people wrong."

This conversation was turning in circles and becoming
weird.

"Okay guys, it doesn't matter who you love because
love is love. So please stop fighting. Go back to your
homework before I start taking points"

Sirius sighed in frustration and turned to leave.
Harry grabbed his hand, so he turned back around.

"Hey baby boy, what's up?"

"How is Remmy?"

"I don't know Harry. I don't think too good… do you
wanna come see him, I'm sure he would want to see you"

"Uh-huh, I haven't seen him in a couple of days and
the last time I went to see him, he had scratched his
face all up again"

"Again? When was this?"

"Monday"

"Okay, so lets go see him, Draco are you coming?"

"Yah, hold up for a sec, I have some chocolate for
him"

Sirius sniggered. This was usual. Remus and Draco had
the same kind of sweet tooth. If one was feeling under
the weather, the other one would bring them chocolate.
They had always had a strange bond.

Draco ran up to the sixth year dorm and grabbed the
three bars of German chocolate his father had sent him
and ran back down.

(x) X (x)

Remus was sitting up in bed reading when the others
came in.

He looked worse them ever. His hair was graying again,
even after Severus' potion to stop it for him, he had
tons of cuts on his face, arms, and legs, and his eyes
were dull.

All it all, he looked like crap.

Sirius' heart clenched as he saw one of his best
friends sitting there, looking more or less like death
warmed over.

(x) X (x)

There had to be something Harry could do. It was
killing him to see his godfather looking like this.

He would have to work with the potion's master on
this.

Harry walked over to the bed and sat down next to
Remus, who in turn pulled Harry closer.

"Hey cub, how is school going?" That was their Remus.
Always avoiding the problem.

"Good, but I am having trouble in History." Harry knew
what to do to get Remus' mind off of the problem at
hand, give him something to do that included helping.

(x) X (x)

They left an hour later, heading over to Sirius and
James' room.

James was sitting by the fire arguing with a house
elf.

"No, I do not need it! I'm fine!"

"Professor Black said you's needed to drink lots of
liquids. Yippie is here to helps you sir."

"Yippie, I am fine, I promise!"

Sirius started laughing at the sight of his husband
arguing with and three-foot house elf in a very loud
Hawaiian shirt.

James heard Sirius laughing and faced him.

"Siri, it's not funny! I don't need a rabid elf on
me!"

"Yes you do Jamie, other wise how else would we get
out entertainment?"

James glared with all he was worth at his husband.

"Not funny" Sirius just chuckled and kissed James'
head.

With all this family was going through at the moment,
things were bound to look up.