Title: Transforming Thoughts
Author Name: DarkForest214
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: none really…
Summery: Another full moon, a difficult decision, a suprise answer. It's the Marauders at their best!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or Hogwarts School. I did not write this to try and make money. I am not stealing from JKR and the publishing companies and whatnot… I own nothing!
Author's Note: It's a short one, so I'm posting it now...I promise, ch 6 is longer...

Chapter Five

"Sirius, Sirius wake up! We're going to b late," said James as he stood over his friend that morning.

Sirius moaned and tried to roll over on to his side but a shooting pain in his left arm stopped him. "Bloody hell," Sirius moaned again, the pain nearly knocking the breath out of him. "Moony really tore into me this time…"

"I forgot, I'm sorry. I'll tell McGonagall you're not feeling well and I'll come up at lunch to dress it," said James.

"If it looks as bad as it feels it might need attention right away," said Sirius as he tried to sit up in his bed.

"Try not to move it," said James as he moved to the left side of Sirius's bed. He bent down and peeled back the blood soaked robes from the wound. Sirius winced as he slipped his arm out of the sleeve.

James let out a low whistle as he bent closer to inspect the wound more closely. Three separate gashes spread from his shoulder blade forward to his collar bone.

"Better me than himself," said Sirius.

"You've experienced worse," James diagnosed with a shrug.

"So have you," said Sirius.

"We have some bandages left over from last month," said James as he began digging through his trunk. "Here they are…" He then wrapped up Sirius's shoulder. "That should hold for now. Think you can come to class?"

"And miss out on a day of relaxing and doing nothing?" Sirius said sarcastically. "Sure, I'll come. I don't have anything better to do…"

"Just don't forget to take it easy on that arm," said James. "We'll visit Moony tonight and get you something to ease your pain and to keep that thing from getting infected."

"Have you ever considered becoming a healer?" Sirius asked as James helped him slip clean robes on over his head while Peter tied his shoes.

"Nope, I'm going to be an Auror," James said confidently.

James and Sirius had learned to take care of themselves after all their years of pulling pranks. They wouldn't want some first year to rat them out to Madame Pomfrey. And although their healing skills came in handy at time, it was still well known that James was dead set on becoming an Auror.

"We should really be going," said Peter. "You two might be able to talk yourselves out of trouble but—"

"But you don't stand a snowball's chance in hell," Sirius finished.

"You're right, let's get going," said James. And the three headed off to their Transfiguration lessons.

They managed to get there right as the bell rang and casually took their seats. All they received from McGonagall was a raised eyebrow in disapproval. Lily managed to send a glare over her shoulder as James sat down behind her and whispered "Will you go out with me?" in her ear. But she was unable to say anything because McGonagall had begun her lecture.

A/N: You know the drill, R&R (Thanks DD and Becky, you guys are the best!)