A/N: In terms of finding a consistant schedule for this story, I have yet to. However, it may be every Sunday, we'll see. I really want to thank my reviewers for your support! Means a lot to me. Again, I'm sorry it has taken so long to update, I've been ill in and out of the hospital. Enjoy!

Remus didn't know what to do. He was sure he was going to hyperventilate. He moved to the Gryffindor common room sofa to sit down. The Slytherin House Cup that had disappeared had suddenly turned up in the Gryffindor common room. What would this mean for Gryffindor's reputation? Remus sat down on the couch and thought. He must tell somebody- Professor McGonagall. Yes, that would be best. As to who could have done this, only one name stuck out in his mind- that of Sirius Black.

Remus remembered the list that McGonagall had given him. 'Where was it? Oh, yes, it was in his dormitory.' Remus got up. He ran up the stairs to his dormitory and opened the door. Sirius was lying on his back looking up at the ceiling of the bedroom.

"Hi, Remus," he said without looking up.

"Sirius, I have to talk to you," Remus said urgently.

"Oh, do you really, and what would this be about?" Sirius acquired his usual sarcastic tone.

"Sirius, I came into Gryffindor common room and do you know what I found?" Remus caught his breath and made his tone sound more sober.

"No, Remus I don't know." Sirius was still being playful with Remus.

"Sirius, I found the Slytherin House Cup!"

"I know. Isn't it great?" Sirius jumped off of the bed and did a funny dance around the dormitory.

"Sirius, I want to ask you something," Remus said, trying to get Sirius to listen.

"Yeah, Moony, get to the point." Sirius stopped dancing.

"Sirius, did you…"

"What? Steal it? Of course not, but whoever did is a bloody genius."

"Sirius, do you have any idea how much trouble this could get Gryffindor into? There may be interviews, detentions and house points taken off. There is going to be a huge inquiry."

"Oh, who cares. The point is those nasty Slytherins were fooled for a week by none other than their arch enemies-Gryffindor. They will look so stupid-"

Remus cut him off. "No, Sirius, we will look stupid. The Slytherins want us to get into trouble. That is the whole point."

"Yeah….haven't thought off that," said Sirius, sitting down on his bed taking a more serious tone.

"Sirius, I know it's difficult to admit to, but it will be a lot easier if you do. I want to know if you stole it or not. If you say you didn't but you actually did, the Gryffindors will be held collectively accountable for this, and that's not fair. I know a week's worth of detentions and a few house points lost does not mean a lot to you, but it means a lot to those of us who don't like getting into trouble and who are not guilty." Remus finished.

"Moony, I understand that. I don't want to get innocent people into trouble. I most certainly would never do that to my house. However, I did not do this. That's why I'm having a laugh." Remus sighed.

"You know, Sirius, the house cup wasn't the only thing that was lost." Sirius looked up. "I have a whole list of all the things that have gone missing from the Slytherins in the past week." Remus pulled the list out of his drawer at his bedside table. "One of the items," he continued, "is a gold watch. I remember seeing you wearing a gold watch on Monday."

"Oh, you must be kidding me, Remus. You're not getting me into trouble, are you?"

"No, Sirius, I'm not, and I don't intend to. I just have to know that these things came from somewhere."

"What else is on the list?" Asked Sirius.

"A remembrall." Said Remus.

"Do you see a remembrall anywhere in here?" asked Sirius spreading out his arms. "You can look anywhere," he said.

"Sirius, I don't intend to attack you. Please don't get angry-" Remus was cut off.

"I'M NOT GETTING ANGRY!" Sirius yelled. Remus hated it when anybody yelled, most of all at him. He always associated it with awful feelings and memories. He didn't know what to do. He decided to just leave. He didn't want Sirius to be mad at him as well as James.

"FINE, GO OFF AND TELL MCGONAGALL THAT I DID IT!" Sirius yelled as Remus opened the door.

"I wasn't going to," Remus said quietly. "And please don't yell," he added in a whisper, although he was sure Sirius didn't hear him.

"A FINE WAY TO PAY A FRIEND WHO HAS DONE SO MUCH FOR YOU!" Sirius cried at the top of his lungs. Remus closed the door and leaned back on the frame. He went down the staircase and looked at the House Cup. It sparkled in the sun streaming through the window. Remus was not in the mood to handle it now. He decided to go for a walk instead. He was not sure of where to go, but he was sure that he needed to get out. He went down the endless staircases and out the front door. It seemed like most of the school had congregated outside of the castle. The weather was wonderful and the sun was shining for the first time in what had felt like months.

All of the girls sat perched by the lake, most of them dipping their feet into the water. Remus remembered a time when James and Sirius had decided to go swimming in the lake. Remus walked over to the beech tree and sat down.

"Do you know what I feel like, Mr. Padfoot?"

"I don't know, Mr. Prongs. Please enlighten me."

Remus' memories whispered to him.

"I do think that this is a jolly good time for a swim in the lake. Don't you think so, Mr. Wormtail?" Peter laughed.

"James," Remus had said, "It's October. You'll freeze."

"Yes, well, there are ways to avoid that," said James, "there's always the calefleri spell, for those of us with weaker blood. Do you care to join us, Mr. Moony?"

"Are you kidding me? You'll catch hypothermia. Swimming in Scotland, in November. You must be mad."

"Mad? Are you calling us mad?" Sirius had said, "we are nothing of the sort. We may be insane, crazy, loony (mind the pun Moony,) and fanatical, but we are by no ways mad."

"I don't care what you are, I'm not going swimming in the lake with a giant squid. I may mistake it as Sirius," Remus had said.

James and Sirius had gone swimming. The whole school had looked on, which might have been the sole reason why they had done it in the first place. They also managed to pull Peter in (who drowned and had to be rescued immediately) as well as Remus. Remus had sat quietly on the side of the lake with a book until James had ventured out of the water dripping wet, begging Remus to come in and swim. Remus had said no countless times, but James did not seem to hear. Instead, he picked Remus up by the shoulders. Sirius ran up and picked Remus up by the feet. They both carried him over to the lake and swung him until the count of three, on which they through him into the cold and dirty lake.

Remus had suffered for a cold for the next week. The cold was a secondary excuse to hold James and Sirius guilty.

Remus missed those days. A lot had changed between them in the past week. He could only hope things could change again.