AN: So utterly sorry for how long this chapter took to come out. I think I might have written it maybe five hundred times. Finally I simply tossed my hands up and went "it's fan fiction!" I really take things to seriously. I want to get you the best, and well sometimes I'm utterly slow at that. Just pwease forgive me?

So anyway, we dive a little deeper into what Twin Flames are. I remind you that they are said to be telepaths in their own right, and I also warn you that I'm putting my own spin on things. Meaning if Remus or Kit think hard enough about the other, the other will feel what the other is feeling. Yeah, it makes sense…kind of.

Anyway, before I ramble on a little too much; On with the chapter.

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Chapter Forty-Three

January 6th, 1977

His head throbbed, muscles ached, and he was away from the one he loved. This could only mean one thing, the full moon was only hours away. After dinner, Madam Pomfrey had led Remus to the Whomping Willow and now he sat in the Shrieking Shack, alone; waiting for the sun to go down.

He had told her that his little brother got hurt and he needed to go, Kit was understanding as usual…and he hated it. In fact, Remus hated it so much that no matter how many constant reminders he had got from countless authority figures, Remus was leaving so many clues for Kit. He wanted her to find out, no wait…needed her to find out.

He hated lying, he hated being away from her, he hated wondering if she would be okay without him. He hated it all. Now as he sat in that already destructed room, his breathing growing heavy with anticipation…all he could think about was Kit.

Through the boarded up windows Remus could see that the sun was starting to fall, the room was growing darker, and the pull of the moon was getting stronger. His body gleamed with sweat, his ears could pick up the slightest noise a mile away, sense of smell was getting stronger. On the clothes he had taken off and folded neatly next to him he could smell his Kitten. Vanilla. Vanilla and cinnamon. He breathed in deep.

Her scent was calming. So calming, it almost made him feel intoxicated. His tongue darted out over chapped lips and he was left to pray that Kit would figure it out as he started to feel his insides shifting and making room for his wolf half to come out and play. His bones started to pull and crack, Remus bit back a scream. It hurt so much. He was in agony, no matter how many times he went through this transformation he would never get used to it.

And yet, as much pain he was in, as fur started to grow, as his face started to become that of a wolf…all he could think about was his Kit.

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Meanwhile, as the sun started to set and the moon started to rise, Kit was trying not to cry. Currently she was locked in one of the bathroom stalls in the girls showers that connected to the dorm room. Remus had left again. Again! It was as if he was leaving at least once a month almost, a sigh was given and her head was leaned forward with a groan.

Her body felt odd, stinging almost. Needless to say it hadn't been very comfortable while she was down in the common room trying to beat Sirius at a game of Wizards Chess. It was so sudden that it hit her like a brick, she only had a minute to excuse herself when she broke into tears before running up to the girls dorms. The only good thing about this would be that everyone simply would have thought that the reason for her tears was Remus not being there.

As time passed by the stinging sensation she felt started to grow, in fact, now she was biting her tongue (so hard she was fairly certain she would bite it in half) in order not to scream out. Something was wrong with her, she should call for Lily, have her get Madam Pomfrey, find out what was wrong…

Although getting up proved to be a struggle. Her legs were so wobbly that when she stood, Kit fell down onto her knees rather hard. It was then, on her hands and knees trying not to scream out when it happened.

Remus. This wasn't her pain…this was his. How she knew that, Kit honestly wasn't that sure. She also didn't know if she wanted to know what was going on. He was in so much pain…why was he in so much pain? It hurt so bad…so bad…

Blue eyes caught site of something, a crimson splatter on the tiled floor. Blood. Her blood. She was bleeding, it took a moment but she managed to bring a hand up to her face. Her nose. She had a nose bleed? Did Remus have a nose bleed too? He was in pain…this was his pain. She was sure of it, why did he have a nose bleed? Why was he in so much pain?

She had to go to the Headmaster, that was what she should do right? Tell him she thought Remus was in pain, Dumbledore would listen right? It took a moments struggle but she managed to unlock the bathroom stall, instead of trying to get up again Kit simply crawled.

Then her eyes found the window. It was dark outside…it would have been darker if it hadn't been for the Full Moon.

Full Moon…

And then she screamed.

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James abruptly pulled his lips away from Lily's, his eyes darted around glancing towards Sirius, then towards Peter. Had anyone else heard that scream? They were waiting for everyone to go to bed before they could sneak out to be with Remus, in waiting James and Lily took up position on the sofa; while Sirius and Peter were playing Wizards Chess that Kit had left only a half an hour before hand.

"Kit." Was all he could utter. That's who screamed. It had to be, right? She was the only one that actually wasn't in the common room (the bane of Friday nights, everyone was in the common room). James was quick to jump over the sofa, but when he got to the girls dormitory steps all he could do was look back towards those in the room with question.

He couldn't get up the girls dorm steps. He was a boy, the exact things the steps repelled. Lily was quick to respond, most people in the room (even Sirius and Peter) were shocked silent by the scream that had been so loud and bone chilling. Lily took the steps two at a time, he watched her with slight fear of what she would find.

Maybe she had just fallen asleep and had a nightmare? That was too much to wish for really.

His heart felt as if it was beating a mile a minute in his chest, he could feel it pump over and over again, his chest throbbing with each movement. What could be wrong?

And then he heard it, those words being screamed from Lily…"Someone get Madam Pomfrey."

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"I'm saddened to say this but Madam Pomfrey does not exactly know what is wrong with Miss. Potter." The headmaster told the four teenagers that had gathered together in the hall outside of the hospital wing. Each one as eager as the next to hear news, and each ones face falling with those words. "It isn't exactly bad news however, it just seems like she's unconscious."

"But in a lot of pain." James finished for him, and Albus nodded. It was something that scared him as much as the children, when one of his students was hurt. He honestly didn't know what to do with himself, but he had the blessing to be able to look on the bright side of things. Albus just wished the small group in front of him could do the same.

"Yes, she is in a lot of pain. Although Madam Pomfrey assures me that a potionwill be an easy cure for that. The question however, is what caused this sudden…fit." He explained as carefully as possible. After years of teaching, Albus knew how easy it was for children to get worked up over nothing. Even though Kit would most likely be fine her friends would demand to know the who, what, where, and why's of the situation.

"So she's going to be okay?" Was Lily's question, glancing from her boyfriend to Albus, then back to James.

After a moments hesitation, almost added for the sheer effect it would cause Albus gave a nod of his head. "Yes, she should be okay…for now. Once we understand the cause of this, then we can make the proper diagnostics." Although, as Albus glanced out the window behind the teenagers in front of him, the Full Moon moved into his vision and he arched a brow.

"Madam Pomfrey will come out and get you when you can see her, but I suggest not staying very long. Even if it is a Friday night you all need your rest."

And with that, Albus left the teens in the hallway outside of the Hospital Wing; as he went to search for a certain text that could possibly help them understand the situation more. He just hoped he was wrong.

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James sighed, watching the Headmaster leave. His arms were thankfully wrapped around Lily, if he hadn't been holding onto her James was fairly positive he would be pacing back and forth like a mad man.

So what if Kit had been his sister for less then a month? Did that really matter? Not to mention he kept thinking about Remus and wondering if he was going to be okay alone for the night. Well, of course he would be…it would just be less fun for him then usual. Then again James was sure that Remus would understand. He shook his head in thought, closing his eyes as he rested his chin on Lily's shoulder. It seemed that every time they turned around Kit was getting hurt.

When she got better they would definitely never let her out of their site. Because this was truly ridiculous, truly amusing in its own right. He would have smiled, even laughed at his thoughts but he couldn't do that…not when the object of his musing was laying in pain only a room away.

He squeezed his eyes shut at the memory that would probably forever be burned into his head. Professor McGonagall, running up the girls dorm room stairs, followed by Madam Pomfrey, and the Headmaster. Only to come down a few moments later in a rush with Kit levitating in the air, blood covering her face from what seemed like a nose bleed, utterly pale skin, paler then he had ever seen before in his life.

It had looked like she had been terrified beyond belief.

And all James could do was sigh, as they waited to get more news on the situation. Sirius and Lily seemed just as worried as he, and in his own right so was the pudgy little Peter (although James was certain Peter could care less).

"She'll be fine." Lily whispered to him, in such a quiet tone that Sirius and Peter hadn't been able to hear. James tried to believe her, but Kit's scream of pain still sounded in his ears. Only moments after he heard Lily's words had she begun letting one of her hands caress his head, fingers combing through his mop of hair, gently calming him.

Little things like that, were the reason that he was the luckiest man in the world.

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Minutes ticked by, and all James could assume was the worst. Why couldn't they go in to see Kit yet? Surely it wouldn't take that long to give the girl a pain potion would it?

The four friends had never moved from their respected spots, James holding Lily while she whispered how much of a fighter Kit was, Sirius off in his own little world as he leaned on the stone wall next to the doors of the Hospital wing, and Peter sitting off a little ways looking incredibly bored.

When James was honestly about to pull away from Lily to storm in and demand to see his sister, Madam Pomfrey's head poked out of the door; "You can see her, but mustn't stay long." James expected that, the school nurse never let visitors stay in the hospital long. Then again, he had heard from someone that Madam Pomfrey was the best medi-witch Hogwarts had ever seen…so maybe they were lucky after all.

James was the first to walk into the Hospital wing, followed by Lily, Sirius, and Peter at the very end. He was scared of what he would see. For some reason, this was different then at St. Mungos just a few weeks ago. You see, he knew what was going on then. He knew that Kit's father was a prat and that was why she was there. Now however, Kit simply rested against the hospital bed, skin nearly as white as the sheets she lay in.

She just looked like she was sleeping.

James bowed his head, and gave a sigh…why did these things always happen to him? Why was he the one who had his friends get hurt more often then anyone at the school? Why was he so unlucky as to have to tell Remus tomorrow morning that there was something wrong with Kit? It wasn't fair.

Life wasn't fair.

But that's the way it just seemed to be. As Madam Pomfrey ushered them out after only a few moments of visitation, James turned to the others and gave a frown. "I have to go right my mum and dad."

With that, he left. Lost in his own thoughts, and his own world.

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AN: Yay! Another chapter complete. Lots of James stuff in here. Needless to say James is always going to be a favorite of mine. But yeah, if you couldn't tell…the reason why Kit was in so much pain and the like was that Remus was thinking about her the moment of his transformation, wishing she could figure it out…and well she got to feel his pain of the transformation, needless to say she figured it out.