A/N: Sorry it has taken so long to update (about two months :( ). I've been really ill, so I haven't been able to update until now. Please enjoy!

Remus woke up the next day in his common room. He had over slept quite a bit. However, none of the other marauders had woken up. Remus lay in his bed for awhile. He thought of what happened the other night. Lily had been there and he had had a good time. What did he do? Oh yes, his detention. Remus had served his detention last night with Lily, but that was not all. Something had happened. Remus, still a prisoner of early morning amnesia, raked his mind. He had had a really nice conversation with Lily. Lily was talking to him again. Now, if he could only get James to start talking again.

Someone stirred. Remus looked up. Peter, who slept in the bed across from his, was lying sound asleep. A black cloak lay at the side of his bed. Remus made a mental note to tell Peter to use the invisibility cloak the next time he wanted to go out after hours. James, who slept in the bed beside Peter was also fast asleep. His foot was hanging off the side of the bed and his hair was particularly messy. Sirius, however, who slept in the bed beside James had just woken up.

"Top of the morning to you, Moony," he said, hoisting himself out of his bed. "Remind me never to have too many chocolate frogs before I go to sleep."

"Why?" asked Remus groggily.

"Because they keep me up forever, and I wanted to miss you and Peter coming back into the dormitory because you sound like elepanti stamping around their kill."

"Do elepanti have kill?" Asked Remus pulling himself out of his bed.

"Yeah," said Sirius, putting on his bath robe. "It's called sleep." Remus stood up and made for the trunk at the foot of his bed.

"I'm going to have a bath," said Sirius. "What's the password for the prefect's bathroom?"

"Bugger off," said Remus.

"Alright, I can remember that one." Sirius walked off. Remus called "arbor novella" after him. James stirred and got out of his bed.

"Good Morning, Prongs. How did you sleep?" asked Remus pleasantly. James grumbled something as he walked to the washroom. Peter was still asleep.

Remus got dressed and woke Peter up. He decided to go down to breakfast on his own, as he was famished. On the way to the Great Hall he came across a very damp looking Sirius coming back from the prefect's bathroom.

"Going down to breakfast?" He asked.

"Yeah," replied Remus.

"Where're James and Peter?" Sirius asked.

"I left them. James still isn't talking and Peter takes too long." Sirius' eyes gave a flash of concern.

"I'm a little worried about him, Moony. I'm not sure why he's like this, he usually just forgets things."

"He'll get over it soon," said Remus un-convincingly. "He always does, and besides, he has a quidditch game coming up. Maybe that'll get a rise out of him."

"I sure hope so," said Sirius as he began walking away. A small group of girls scrambled after trying to be noticed. Remus made his way to the Great Hall and sat down at the end of the table. He had only just started when Peter, Sirius and James came down.

"So, tell me, Mr. Moony, how was you first detention?" asked Sirius.

"Not too bad, Mr. Padfoot, thank you for asking."

"And what- pray tell- did Mr. Filch ask you to do?"

"Only to clean the dishes." Said Remus.

"Did Lily help?" Remus' jaw dropped. James had contributed to a conversation for the first time since Monday morning. Remus changed his t

Remus found Madames Pomfrey organizing her cupboards. The infirmary was empty.

"Hello Remus," she greeted him one of voice.

"Yes, she did, James. Lily helped."

"Oh, that must have been excellent for you. Remus and Lily Lupin. What a couple," said James.

"James, Remus never-"

"-So what Sirius? My point is that it happened, and it shouldn't have."

"James, are you mad at me or Lily?" Remus asked. James didn't answer right away. He looked down at his lap and was quiet.

"I don't know, Remus, I don't know. But what I do know is that I'm not entirely happy at you for what happened." James was acting completely contrary to how he usually was. It seemed that everything had changed for him.

"James, perhaps you should talk to Lily. It was not what I wanted to happen. It was not what Lily wanted to happen. It just…just did. Maybe the best thing to do is to forgive and forget," said Remus.

"Maybe," and James was silent again.

James avoided Remus that day. Remus avoided James. He found himself doing homework that would be due in a month. After lunch he decided to go down to the library. He picked up a book about streelers and read for about half an hour before he realized he had not been paying attention to anything on the pages. After a short while he decided to go and talk to Madame Pomfrey.

Although most of the students found Madame Pomfrey to be rather harsh, Remus rather liked her. Madame Pomfrey was always there to talk to. Remus went to the hospital wing that he slept in just as much as his dormitory.

"Hi, Madame Pomfrey," he said sitting down on one of the hospital beds. Madam Pomfrey was organizing her recoreds.

"How are you doing?" She asked kindly.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not doing anything. James isn't talking to me or anyone anymore. Sirius is not being really helpful with anything, although he does try, and Peter seems to have abandoned us for some girl, but I think he is in denial of that," said Remus.

"Well, can I get you anything? A calming potion? A sleeping tonic? Chocolate?" She asked.

"Oh, no, I'm fine. I just don't know what to do. Ever since Monday, everything has turned up-side-down for me."

"Is it because of what happened with you and Lily?" Asked Madame Pomfrey smiling.

"Remus groaned. "You were there?" He asked.

"Well, yes I was," she said matter of factly. "I witnessed everything that happened."

"Then do you think that I had any part in it?" Madame Pomfrey stopped what she was doing and thought for awhile. "From what I saw," she said slowly. "It looked like you had no part in it at all. However, I didn't think that Lily Evens would do something like that. It would go against her nature. I was shocked and very surprised at what happened."

"Oh, I'm so tired of playing with the politics of it. Nobody is talking to anybody," Remus said, exasperated.

"Oh, I understand," said Madame Pomfrey. "Right now it feels like the world will turn over, but that's not the case. Next week, someone will slip in the mud or something and that will be the only thing in people's minds. They will all forget about you and Lily. Even James will forget-"

"-Eventually," said Remus. Madame Pomfrey smiled.

"Yes, that boy can hold grudges. Is he not talking at all?"

"Well, he said something this morning. It was the first time all week," said Remus.

"Is he improving?" She asked.

"He thinks I was in on what happened. I just wish he could forget and move on. I'm tired of this issue," said Remus.

"I'm sure he will. After he gets onto that broom of his, everything will be forgotten."

"Yeah, I hope so," said Remus getting up off the bed. "I should go," he said.

"Well, it was nice talking to you," said Madame Pomfrey. "I will be seeing you next Wednesday." Remus stopped. "Next Wednesday?" He asked.

"Yes," said Madame Pomfrey, "You know what's happening next Wednesday," she made a wild gesture with her hands. Remus stared at her for a moment then realization took on. Next Wednesday was the full moon.

"Ohh," said Remus. "I had completely forgotten. Yeah, I guess I'll see you next Wednesday."

"And, Remus," she said, "I want you to take this potion before bed. It may help you sleep. Come back tomorrow for more." Madame Pomfrey handed Remus a goblet. Remus took it and walked out with a cheerful 'good-bye.'

Remus had forgotten all about the full moon on Wednesday. As he walked back up the stairs he wondered if James, Sirius and Peter would be around for his full moon. Ever since they had joined him with his monthly transformations he had found the experience to be more tolerable. He desperately wished that the other three boys could join him, no matter how much trouble they usually got themselves into.

Remus slowly walked up the steps. He guessed that everyone was outside enjoying the weather now that it was warm again. Remus reached the seventh floor and went to the portrait of the fat lady.

"Good afternoon," she greeted him.

"Good afternoon," he mumbled back. "The password's non compos mentis."

"Not any more," the plump lady said, "You should know the password changes."

Remus was not thinking coherently. "Oh, that's right," he said, slightly dazed. "The new passwoed is…uhm…"

"Can't remember?" She teased.

"No, it's…er…abscondita."

"That you are right," with that the portrait swung open and Remus walked into the common room. To his surprise it was empty. However, in the center of the room sat the Slytherin House Cup.

A/N 'non compos mentis' means 'not of sound mind'. 'Abscondita' means 'concealed'. I promise to update a lot more quickly this time!