The morning sunlight filtered through the dorm window, and fell across Remus' sleeping face. Remus jerked awake and squinted when the light found his open eyes. He growled slightly as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Last night was a blur and he didn't remember any of it. Remus began to stretch and he felt someone beside him. His breath caught in his throat as he looked over at the figure sleeping peacefully at his side. Remus made a worried noise as he bit his lip and swung his legs over the side of the bed. What happened last night? What did he do...?

"Mmm..." Sirius stirred slightly as his and roamed around the other side of the mattress until it found Remus' hip.

Remus took a deep breath and felt tears fall from his eyes. He stood up quickly and turned to face a now awake Sirius. "Why... why am I in your bed...?"

Sirius furrowed his eyebrows for a second, and then smiled. "We made up last night."

Remus shook his head and crossed his arms. "I don't remember making up with you, Sirius."

"...What do you mean?"

"Exactly that." Remus wiped his eyes and began looking for his clothing. A few seconds had passed and it felt like an eternity. Remus had entered a state of frantic search. "Where are they?!"

"Remus... why can't you remember?" Sirius sat up, the blankets falling off of him as he moved.

"I don't... WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CLOTHES SIRIUS?!" He rounded on Sirius, his eyes again turning a yellowish tinge.

"I don't know!" Sirius, who had by this time stood, backed up a few steps. "I... over there?" He pointed to the other side of the bed.

Remus walked briskly to the other side of the bed and his eyes changed to amber again as he slipped on his boxers. He dressed quickly and made for the door.

"Remus!"

"What?" He turned to face Sirius, one hand hanging loosely at his side, the other holding the doorknob.

"You don't remember anything from last night? Nothing that I've said?"

"No." Remus paused for a moment and brought the loose hand up to hug his ribcage. "No I don't remember anything but you and Madeline on the cou-" He stopped for a moment, and then closed a small distance between himself and Sirius. "Where's James?!"

"In the hospital wing."

"Oh god..." Remus turned and ran towards the door, skipping down past the stairs and leaving Sirius standing alone in complete shock.

Remus had made it to the common room when Lily stopped him.

"REMUS!"

"... WHAT?!" He screamed back at the voice as he turned, seconds away from opening the portrait.

"You sent my boyfriend to the hospital. Why?" Lily crossed her arms and sneered.

"Because he came into the dorm at the wrong time. I can't talk about this now." Remus turned to leave and slipped out of the portrait before Lily had the time to retaliate.

Remus broke into a run as soon as he made it out of the dorm. He ran as quickly as he could until he reached the hospital room. When he burst through the doors, he ran towards Madam Pomfrey and grasped her shoulders. "Where is he!"

"Who? Where is who?"

Remus dropped his hands and took a deep breath. "James... where is he?"

She barley had time to point in the direction he was in before Remus had broken into a run to find him. Once he had reached the place that James was recovering, Remus stopped, more tears filled his amber eyes.

"James..."

James looked up from his schoolbook, no visible emotion on his face. "Yes?"

"Are you alright?"

"...Not really, no." James sighed as he looked back down at his schoolbook. "What do you want?"

"I want to tell you that I'm sorry for what I've done to you." Remus walked towards him and fell to his knees beside the bed, holding back tears. "I feel horrible..."

"Why did you do it?" James asked as he closed his book, staring hard into Remus' eyes.

"Because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I would have done it to anyone, James... I'm so sorry that it had to be you." Remus bowed his head and looked down at the mattress.

James watched as crystal clear tears fell from his eyes and soaked into the blankets. He couldn't ever remember seeing Remus cry. Sure he had heard him cry, but never really seen it. He looked back at his own folded hands and spoke softly. "Have you seen Sirius yet?"

"Yes..."

"And?"

"And I can't remember anything but seeing him with Madeline and waking up naked next to him." Remus ran his fingers through his hair and looked up at James. "Then I remembered what I had done to you, and ran here to see you."

"...Oh."

Remus looked into James' eyes and felt more tears fall from his eyes. "I need to know that you'll be alright."

"I'll be fine, Remus. You don't have to worry about my well being." James stopped and smiled slightly. "What you need to worry about is yourself."

Remus took in a deep breath and sighed as he shifted his weight from one knee to the other. "I want this day to end."

"Aw Remy..." James lent forward and took the shaking boy in his arms. "Don't cry."

Remus sniffed and let out a shaking breath as he felt James' arms encircle around his shoulders. His voice was hoarse and low. "I don't want to cry... but I can't seem to stop the tears..."

"I'm not mad at you, Remy... if that's what you're crying about?"

"No..."

"Then what?" James held him back and looked into his eyes.

Remus thought for a moment, and blinked away more tears before he spoke. "I feel like I'm broken."

"You're not broken," James offered his friend a smile and pat the bed beside him. Remus shifted from the floor to the bed and lay down next to his friend, feeling tears fall from his eyes again as he held James close and rested his head on James' chest. "You've just lost yourself for a while."

"Lost?"

"Mm..." James smiled as he held his crying friend close. "You'll find yourself with time, Remy. Just don't block out anyone who tries to help you."

Remus nodded into James' chest and cried harder as he pulled James closer, trying to become warm. "I loved him so much..."

James nodded and lightly ran his hand through Remus' hair, feeling the pain radiating from his friend. He nearly felt tears come to his own eyes at this feeling. James wrapped his free arm around Remus' torso and tried as best he could in his condition to cradle his friend and try to calm him down. "Shh... It'll be okay soon."

"How do you know...?"

"I know because you and Sirius love eachother far to strongly to let it not be okay." James stated simply as he smiled into Remus' hair. "He may have screwed up royally this time... but it can't be without reason."

"...I know. I just wish that I could remember what happened." Remus sighed deeply as he let his hold on James loosen until he was just resting his arm over James' torso.

"It'll come back to you with time." Dumbledore smiled as he walked out from behind the curtain.

Remus immediately sat up and scrambled out of the bed in shock. "D- Dumbledore..."

"Oh it's alright, Remus." He smiled softly and came towards Remus slowly.

"Why can't I remember last night?" Remus asked softly as he wiped a few remaining tears away from his face.

"Oh well I expect that it was because of the sheer amount of emotion you experienced."

"Then why did you come talk to me last night if you knew it would only disappear from my memory?"

"Ahh... you see? It's already coming back to you." Dumbledore smiled. "I came to you because it was the right thing to do. If I hadn't, you wouldn't have spoken with Sirius as I told you to."

"When will I remember everything?"

"You'll remember everything in little bouts when the situation you are in allows it. You must feel safe in order for this to happen." Dumbledore smiled and turned to leave. "Oh... Remus, please come see me as soon as you are available?"

"...Yes Sir." Remus looked down and cleared his throat. "What about if I may ask?"

As soon as Remus looked up, Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen.

"He disappears quickly doesn-" James stopped as his eyes took in the figure that had appeared infront of him. "Hey Sirius..."

Sirius offered a small smile and looked down. "How are you?"

"I'm alight." James smiled back, and looked at Remus. Remus was chewing on his lip – something of a regular habit that he had developed over the last year of school. IT only worked to make him desirable – even to James, who was straight.

"Can I talk to you Remus?"

Remus looked up into Sirius' blue eyes and nodded stiffly. Sirius smiled slightly and began to walk towards Remus, who, at that movement, backed away slightly as he looked into his eyes. Remus reminded Sirius of a wounded, untrusting animal. He died inside, knowing that he was the cause of that.

Sirius stopped and began to walk in the opposite direction. Remus obediently began to follow him, always a few steps behind. Sirius led them to a secluded area of the school, near a large Christmas tree. He sat down on a bench beside the tree, and motioned for Remus to sit beside him. Remus did as he was told, though not sure why he was listening.

"I'm sorry."

Remus let out a breath and looked into Sirius' eyes. "I still can't remember last night."

"I know... I just... I need to tell you what I told you last night." Sirius spoke softly as he reached for Remus' hand. "May I please... hol-"

Remus placed his hand in Sirius'. "Yes." He smiled inwardly at the warm touch, not showing his happiness on the outside.

Sirius held his hand tightly, running his thumb over the scar on his hand. Remus suddenly Sirius kneeling infront of him, stroking the scar as he was now. Remus furrowed his eyebrows, shaking the memory away, and listened to Sirius when he spoke.

"There's so many things that I need to tell you..." He paused slightly, looking up into Remus' eyes. "The reason I was with her was because I was unsure of myself. I didn't know if I was..."

"Was what?"

"Gay." Sirius finished, taking in a low breath. "I know that it was wrong to test myself with someone who just happened to be there at that moment. I regret it Remus... I do. I can't believe that I would be so stupid as to even want to betray your love just to find something out for myself."

"Why did you decide to... with Madeline?" Remus said quietly, absentmindedly allowing his hand to cover Sirius'.

"Because she was there... she was a skirt."

"Sirius... that's a horrible thing to say about someone." Remus suddenly realized how familiar this conversation was.

"I know. But it's the truth, Remus."

"It may be the truth... but..." Remus heard a voice in his head. He whispered it out loud as he looked into Sirius' eyes. "I've torn myself apart a thousand times, I've cried more now than I ever have in my life. I didn't think I was capable of loving someone as much as I still love you. Remus... the reason I was born was so that I could love you – I'm sure of it..."

"You remembered...?"

Remus threw that question aside and straddled the bench, looking into Sirius' eyes. "Did you mean that? When you said it... did you mean it?"

"Of course I did."

Remus held tightly onto Sirius' hand as he lent forward slightly, kissing Sirius' lips. Remus opened his lips slightly as he kissed his former lover. He ran his tongue over Sirius' lip before nudging it into his mouth. He let go of Sirius' hands and scooted closer to Sirius, nearly sitting on his lap. Wrapping his arms around Sirius' neck, Remus deepened the kiss. Sirius's arms came around Remus' slender torso and pulled him close. Remus ran his hands through Sirius' long hair and ended the kiss. He opened his eyes slowly and looked over Sirius' face.

Remus let his hand fall from Sirius' hair and to his cheek. He tenderly stroked his thumb over Sirius' cheekbone. Placing a gentle kiss to Sirius' forehead Remus allowed his lips to linger for a moment before he stood. Then lifting his leg over the bench he slowly began to walk away.

Remus made his way towards Dumbledore's office, and as he walked up to the gargoyle, he smiled. He watched as the gargoyle sprang alive after he had muttered the password. Remus walked slowly up the stairs and stopped at the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Ahh... Come in, Remus."

Remus nodded and entered the room, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Take a seat." Dumbledore motioned to the chairs infront of his desk.

Remus nodded again sitting down softly in the seat. "What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Right down to business then?" Dumbledore chuckled slightly as he sat down. Folding his hands infront of himself on the desk, Dumbledore looked at Remus over his half moon glasses. "What I wanted to talk to you about... was the fact that you nearly transformed last night into a werewolf while you were alone with Sirius."

"How did you know...?" Remus was completely surprised; he didn't know how Dumbledore could have known.

"James mumbled something about it, and I just put two and two together." Dumbledore's expression changed drastically from light to serious. "The fact that you are able to do such a thing is most rare, and most dangerous."

"I... It's been happening ever since Sirius and I... when we..." Remus cleared his throat and looked down at his hands. "Completed the bond."

"Ahh yes... that would explain it. Tell me what you've been experiencing then in regards to these changes?"

Remus readjusted his position on the chair, and began slowly. "I've been told that my eye color changes, into that of yellow – the color they are when I am the werewolf." Dumbledore nodded. "Also, I've noticed that I am able to put up a barrier, or at least something to that effect. Meaning that I am usually able to keep only Sirius away from me when I want it... I expect that is because of the bond we now share." Dumbledore nodded again, not interrupting him. "And... I can heal his wounds."

"... Heal him?"

"Yes. Without a wand." Remus smiled slightly.

"Interesting..." Dumbledore shifted his position and reached for an old book. "Very interesting. And did you grow claws as well?"

"Yes."

"Hmm..." Dumbledore turned to look at the book; skimming a few pages he nodded his head. "It seems, that since you are a rare breed of werewolf, that you haven't quite gained complete control of the wolf side of yourself. It's like a constant subconscious battle between you and him."

"What does that mean...?"

"It means that you and the wolf are completely dissimilar. Your anger is driven by the wolf – and because of what happened between Sirius and yourself the other night, the wolf took his chance to become more prominent and cause you to act out the way you did. You did not have any control over what was said nor done last night. This more than anything may had led to your memory loss." Dumbledore paused slightly, then continued. "If you do not learn how to control the wolf at all times... the safety of yourself and all those around you is jeopardized."

Remus nodded slowly. "How can I learn how to do that?"

"Practice, and determination."

"There's no potion or spell that can help me?"

"I'm afraid not." Dumbledore closed the book infront of himself and handed it to Remus. "Read through this. It may help you."

Remus reached for the book as he stood. "Thank-you." He was about to turn and leave when he stopped himself. "When I healed Sirius... was that-"

"Wandless magic? Yes, it was. Only a few highly gifted wizards are able to wield such a power without the use of a wand."

"Is it because I'm a werewolf...?"

Dumbledore smiled kindly and shook his head. "No, it has nothing to do with that. That power is your own, and has been your own since you were a child. You just have not realized that you are able to do so until now."

"Oh... I see." Remus smiled quickly and turned to leave. "Thank-you for the book..."

"My pleasure." Dumbledore watched as Remus' figure descended the stairs.

"He is the first wizard in many years who can perform wandless magic, Albus." One of the past headmistresses spoke up, but only when she heard the gargoyle shut. "Keep a close eye on him."

Dumbledore nodded and walked towards Fawkes. Stroking the noble bird's head gently, he spoke softly. "The magic that pulses through his veins is strong..." Fawkes chirped lightly, leaning into Dumbledore's hand. "Something lays in store for this boy... but what, I am afraid I do not know..."
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