When James and Sirius awoke, Peter and Frank Longbottom were both still in their four-posters, snoring away, but Remus had already left for breakfast.

James was becoming more and more anxious by the minute about asking Remus about his dream.

"Mate," Sirius said, "Don't be nervous, ok? It's going to be fine."

The two got dressed into their school robes, which I might add, made them look extremely sexy…

They headed down to the great hall in silence.

James was the first to spot Remus- he was sitting at the Gryffindor table, talking with Lily.

"The nerve of Lupin, talking to Lily! How could he?" James ranted.

Sirius replied, "Ok, 1. When did we start referring to Remie by 'Lupin' and 2. He's her best friend; of course he'd be talking to her."

The two walked over to the table and plopped down next to Remus, one on each side.

They put their arms around Remus's shoulders in a false-friendly way.

Remus looked uncomfortable.

"So Remie, how was your night last night?" Sirius asked mischievously, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Yeah Moony, have any good… dreams?" James asked with a hint of malice, glaring at Remus.

"No, I had a dreamless sleep last night, why? Did one of you have a nightmare and wet the bed… again?" Remus replied, saying the word "again" with a bit of umbrage. (a/n: haha Umbridge!)

"Hey!" Sirius yelled indignantly, "That only happened once!"

He muttered to himself insanely as he stormed away.

"James, why don't you go help your friend with his plastic sheets?" Lily told more than suggested to James.

"Fine," James retorted, coolly, and stomped off after Sirius.

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"What the bloody hell was that about?" Lily asked Remus.

"No sodding clue," Remus replied, blushing a bit. "I have to… uh… go to… uh… class." Remus stammered, making off toward the astronomy tower.

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Remus couldn't concentrate all day. What if Lily found out he liked her?

"Mr. Lupin!" Professor McGonnagal bellowed. "Please stay with the class!"

"Err.. Sorry professor, I'm… uhh… not feeling well?" He finished his question as a bit of a question.

"Well then, you'd best be off to the infirmary… Miss Evans, please accompany Mr. Lupin to the infirmary."

McGonagall went on teaching the class as Peter drooled at how hot she was. (a/n: this is in the olden days when McGonagall was young…)

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Lily grabbed Remus's arm and pulled him under an awning.

"Remus, you need to tell me what's going on now. You need to tell me what the whole thing at breakfast was about and why you're spacing, because you're not sick." Lily said.

"Lil, there's nothing going on, ok? It's… uh… werewolf stuff. Yeah." Remus replied, a little unsure of himself.

"Listen Remus, you're a horrible liar and I'm going to find out what's going on." Lily stormed away, leaving Remus in the hallway with nowhere to go. In a Remus-like way, he headed for the library.

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Remus treaded over to a chair and sat down tiredly, when he heard a noise from one of the back shelves. He crept quietly to see what it was and saw none other than the head boy and girl, Arthur Weasley and Molly Prewett snogging each other, oblivious to Remus standing there, like a prat. This just made Remus feel even worse. They were perfect for each other. He wasn't good for anyone.