Months had past since New Years, and the Marauders found themselves sitting in their last class, Divination, on Thursday – 7 days to Valentines. Professor Trelawny had announced the birth of a granddaughter, Sybill – and, apparently, she too held the Seer quality.

"That's a load of bullocks..." James laughed under his breath as the Professor drawled on and on about her newest granddaughter.

Remus shook his head and smiled. "James, you are such a poor spirit these days."

"Only because Lily is getting all... testy on me."

"Testy? How so?" Peter spoke up, scribbling out something on his parchment.

James crossed his arms and sighed as he looked over at Sirius. "Ever since... you know, we..."

"Had sex, yeah, carry on." Sirius smiled at James, fiddling with his only earring.

"Yeah... well... she's been really emotional or what have you." James sighed. "I don't know what to do anymore. Everything I do for her ends up with her either in tears of happiness or anger..."

"Do you think she's pregnant?"

The three Marauders snapped their attention to Peter.

"WHAT?! NO! No she can't be! She's not... she isn't pregnant is she Remus?!"

"What makes you think that I would know above you, James? Good lord she's your girlfriend," Remus rolled his eyes and returned his attention to Peter. "Peter, why in hell would you suggest that she was pregnant? If you have paid attention, you would know it was because of hormones – not pregnancy."

"Ahh... are you sure, Moony?" James stammered as he ran a hand through his hair.

Placing a hand to James', Remus smiled. "I'm quite sure."

"...Okay..." James smiled weakly and ran another hand through his hair.

Half of the class had passed by when Remus suddenly let out a squeak of pain as he held his side.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

Remus smiled up at Sirius through teary eyes. "N-nothing... I'm fine..." To contradict himself, Remus nearly fell to the ground as another stab of pain rushed through his body.

"Shit!" Sirius jumped out of his chair and made his way quickly to the other side of the table. He held onto Remus' shoulders, forcing him to look into his azure eyes. "Remus... Remus! Remy did you take your wolfsbane?"

Remus closed his eyes tightly as his mouth fell open. He fell forward to rest his head on Sirius shoulder. "...N-n..."

Sirius looked from James to Peter and then took a hold of Remus' head in his hands, running his fingers through his wavy hair. He moved his head gently – forcing him to look up once again. "You didn't did you?"

Remus shook his head as he fell forward again, tears streaming from his eyes. "I'm... s-s-sorry..."

Sirius quickly moved and scooped Remus into his arms. "Professor! I need to take Remus to the infirmary."

"I... what for?"

Sirius glanced pointedly at a chart of the moon on the wall before rushing out of the class. No one else had noticed the look, save for the Professor. She merely nodded as she watched Sirius disappear through the door.

"S...Siri..."

"Shh... just shh... we're almost there..."

Remus nodded against Sirius' chest as he tightened his hold around Sirius neck. Moments later, the two had made it to the hallway leading to the infirmary, and Remus had gotten sick. Sirius gagged as Remus' lunch trickled down the front of his robes, pooling between their bodies. Taking a deep breath – Sirius continued to walk, finally kicking the door open.

Madam Pomfrey let out a startled cry and held her hand to her chest when the door slammed open and into the stonewall. "AHH! Oh my goodness! What are you doing Mr. Black?!"

Sirius was about to speak when Remus threw up again. Sirius squeezed both his eyes shut and pursed his lips together – making a face. He was silently thankful that none of it had gotten directly on his skin.

"Oh dear... Come with me!"

Sirius quickly followed her, and lay Remus down on the bed she had instructed he put Remus down on. Standing back, Sirius held his arms out to his side as the throw up slid down the front of his cloak, covering his torso and legs.

"Auugh... Here, change into this... quickly!" Madam Pomfrey held out a dressing gown and pushed him in the direction of an empty bed that was concealed from all the rest.

Sirius nodded and grabbed at the cloth. He changed quickly and immediately was thankful that these dressing gowns had backs to them, as another nurse with bright green eyes and long black hair had walked by, flashing him a warm, knowing smile. Madam Pomfrey had stripped Remus down to his boxers and was currently administering a sleeping potion to the pale boy by the time Sirius had returned to the bedside, holding his clothes in a giant, smelly, heap.

"Why is he so ill all of sudden?" Madam Pomfrey took the pile of clothing from Sirius, meaning to give it to the House-Elves so that they would wash it for him.

"Full moon... he didn't take the wolfsbane."

"Oh no..." Madam Pomfrey paled slightly before rushing to summon Dumbledore.

"I don't think that's necessary." Sirius broke in, catching her arm in his.

"Excuse me?"

Sirius glanced down at Remus before responding, his voice quiet, and soft. "There's nothing that Dumbledore can do that you already havn't. We'll have to wait until tonight for this to pass. Nothing can be done, Miss."

"You expect me to believe that the Headm-"

"He's quite right, Poppy. There is nothing that I can do that you havn't." Dumbledore had by this time stepped up beside Sirius. How he had gotten there so fast was a complete mystery to both Poppy and Sirius. "We will have to wait it out. Allow him to sleep for now, and he will have to be taken to the Shrieking Shack tonight for his transformation."

"I..." Madam Pomfrey had gone red. "I... All right. Call me if you need me then." She nearly stormed off, clearly very mad, having just been told what to do by a student – and only to have that backed up by the Headmaster himself.

Sirius smiled quickly at Dumbledore, as they were the same height, before he sat down in the chair next to the bed beginning to run his fingers through Remus' soft hair. This touch visibly reduced the amount of pain Remus had been feeling, as his body immediately relaxed and a small smile formed on his lips as his body shifted slightly towards Sirius'. Sirius smiled down at his sleeping mate, and lent forward, kissing his forehead gently.

"It's amazing isn't it...?"

"...What's amazing Sir...?" Sirius looked up at Dumbledore, his eyebrows furrowed.

"The power that love has over another person." Dumbledore smiled kindly, his blue eyes twinkling slightly. "I'll allow you to stay with him as long as you wish, but I will have to ask you to leave when the time comes to bring him to the Shrieking Shack."

Sirius nodded slowly, smiling up at the Headmaster. "Thank-you Sir."

Dumbledore smiled in return as he turned to leave – his intricate robes swirling around him as he walked away, obviously turning to find Poppy and settle her down.

Sighing deeply, Sirius returned his attention to Remus. He noticed Remus had shuttered a bit from the cold, and he pulled the blanket up from around his feet to his chest. Sirius smoothed the blanket around Remus' armpits, making sure that his chest was covered and that the only visible scars were faded.

Sirius continued to stroke his fingers along Remus' hair, when a woman had walked up behind him.

"How is he?"

Sirius turned and his face melted into a smile. "Oh... Hey Alice... He's alright, I suppose."

"Mm... that's good." She smiled again before looking towards another chair. "Would you mind if I sat with you for a while?"

"No, go ahead." Sirius motioned towards the chair.

Alice smiled warmly as she sat down, and crossing her legs she spoke again in a soft tone. "I never thought I'd see you in a dress, Sirius."

"Ahh... well..." Sirius smiled, letting his hand travel down Remus' shoulder and arm, until it found his hand. He absentmindedly traced the scar on Remus' palm. "There's nothing under here that you havn't seen before."

Alice giggled slightly, readjusting her position on the chair. "I didn't think you'd remember that."

"How could I forget?" Sirius smiled again, he was always calmed when she was near – even back in third year. "It'd be impossible to forget your first time with someone, wouldn't it?"

"I suppose so." Alice clasped her hands together, and glanced down at Remus. "He's so gorgeous,"

Sirius blushed slightly as a private smile found his lips. "Yeah..."

"How did you manage to find someone so beautiful, Sirius?"

It was Sirius' turn to laugh. "I didn't find him... he found me." Sirius' smile melted as he glanced back down at Remus. He had shifted and was now on his side, facing him. Remus's hand rest over Sirius', a sleepy smile spread across his full pink lips.

"You're very lucky to have found someone." Alice offered quietly as she watched Sirius melt into the simple touch of Remus's hand on his. "Very lucky indeed."

"...Thank-you, Alice. That means a lot coming from you."

Alice smiled to herself and took a deep breath, ending it with a slight sigh.

"What's wrong?" Sirius looked up into Alice's familiar green eyes, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh..." Alice looked up into Sirius' eyes, her own eyes soft. "I'll be leaving Hogwarts soon, for the second time. I've nearly finished my apprenticeship with Madam Pomfrey."

"...Oh. Is it back to school after this then?"

"Mhm... I'll be taking more classes over the spring and summer." Alice sighed lightly. "I really don't want to leave, I love it here. But – duty calls."

Sirius grinned at her warmly, sitting back slightly in his chair. "Yeah... well I'm sure that you'll be allowed to come back to the school to be a full time nurse sooner or later. You're fabulous at it. Always were if I remember correctly."

Alice's grin matched Sirius as she spoke next. "Ever Prince Charming aren't you, Sirius?"

"I try, I try."

"Well, you succeeded."

"Naturally..."

Alice laughed warmly at her former lover before standing. "I had better get back to Madam Pomfrey..."

"Oh... er... yeah..." Sirius stood and walked towards her, he gasped slightly as a whoosh of warm air came up his dressing gown. He recovered quickly and held out his arms.

Alice smiled at him and walked forward, taking Sirius in her arms. She smiled into his shoulder as his familiar arms came around her slender frame. She breathed in deeply, remembering the times they had shared together. Sirius had ended the hug and held her shoulders in his hands.

"I love you, you know that right?"

Alice laughed again, her hands falling to Sirius' waist. Sirius had always managed to make her happy – no matter the situation. "Of course, and I you."

Sirius smiled proudly before leaning forward, lightly kissing her cheek. "Don't be a stranger anymore, alright?"

"I'll try. Take care, Sirius." Alice smiled when Sirius squeezed her shoulders.

Sirius smiled as he watched Alice walk away. "You too!"

Alice turned and waved slightly, receiving a wave in response. Sirius then turned to find Remus looking at him, a smile still on his lips.

"You're awake... shouldn't you be sleeping?"

"I'm used to the potions by now, Madam Pomfrey keeps forgetting to up the dosage." Remus held out his hand towards Sirius, smiling wider when Sirius took it. He kissed the top of Sirius hand as he sat down in the chair beside the bed. "So that was her?"

"...Yeah. That was Alice Rowan."

"It's nice to see that you still treat eachother respectfully."

"Well, I don't see it to be right when you treat someone you love with anything other than respect, Rem."

"You still love her?"

"Yeah, but differently than I did before. She was my first, and she'll always be special to me." Sirius rubbed his thumb across Remus' hand.

"Well if you were to choose someone to love other than me, I wouldn't mind if it were her." Remus pushed his head further into the pillow and moved over, patting the bed beside him. "Lay with me...?"

"Certainly." Sirius stood up and lay down beside Remus, sharing the pillow. Remus then moved down resting his head on Sirius' shoulder, placing his arm across Sirius' abdomen. Sirius snaked his arm around Remus and held his shoulder in his hand.

"...I'm sorry for throwing up on you."

Sirius laughed and shook his head. "Ahh... think nothing of it."

"You still love me after I shared my lunch with you... twice... in a way that I shouldn't have?"

"Of course I do." Sirius twined his fingers with Remus', resting both their hands on Sirius' stomach. "Do you want me to come tonight?"

"I... I don't think so... I don't want you to get hurt."

Sirius crossed his ankles and wiggled his toes slightly as he spoke. "I wouldn't get hurt. I'd be Padfoot – and the wolf doesn't hurt him."

Remus shifted slightly, cuddling closer to his boyfriend. "This time is going to be different than before... I can feel it. Please don't come."

"...Alright."

"Thank-you, Siri."

"Mhm." Sirius kissed the crown of Remus' head, and watched as Remus' long sandy eyelashes closed over his eyes. Remus soon fell into a gentle sleep – being coaxed into it by the gentle motion of Sirius' breathing.

Sirius soon followed suit and closed his eyes, falling asleep holding Remus close to his body almost in fear of him disappearing, it seemed. A few hours had passed, and the boys found themselves curled up together. Sirius curled behind Remus almost protectively, his arm resting over Remus's slender waist. Remus stirred slightly as Dumbledore lightly shook him awake.

"Remus, it's time."

"Nn..." Remus furrowed his eyebrows and moved back pushing himself tighter against Sirius – who only held him closer.

"Remus. Wake up." Dumbledore shook him harder. "It's nearly nightfall."

At this, Remus shot up, leaving a very confused Sirius still lying on the mattress. Remus turned and looked down at Sirius, who had by now sat up and began to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Remus placed a hand to Sirius's cheek and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry..."

"It's okay... you need to go."

"...Yeah."

Remus lent forward and kissed Sirius lightly on the lips. He then kissed his cheek and whispered into his ear. "I love you, and please – don't come out tonight."

Sirius smiled and wrapped an arm around Remus, whispering back. "I won't. Be careful, alright?" He kissed Remus' cheek and smiled. "I love you too."

Remus smiled brightly and stood up – gathering his freshly cleaned clothing and changing. He then followed Dumbledore out into the fading light. He had made it to the Shack in record time; nearly running the whole way, as he knew his time was short. He had stripped all of his clothes off and waited. Remus had screamed with all his might when the wolf finally found him, huddled in the darkest corner of the familiar room that brought him nothing but complete desolation. He fell to his knees as the wolf gripped at his heart, clenching it tightly in it's furry grip, seeming to even stop the beating for seconds at a time – causing Remus to cough madly at the sudden loss of his heart's life. Blood pounded in his ears as he felt his bones shift and crack, his back widen and his feet elongate into hind legs.

The wolf sat up on his haunches and sniffed the air, searching for the scent of his mate. When it found nothing, the wolf began to tear around the room in a murderous frenzy, desperately trying to find a way out. The wolf longed for the taste of flesh, longed for the iron flavor of blood to wash his mouth in. Becoming increasingly irritated, the wolf slashed at his own body with his long claws – leaving malicious gashes in their wake. Somehow knowing that it would never be able to break free of the house, the wolf howled and barked in misery – tearing his claws up and down his body, and biting himself in every place available to be bitten. The wolf had spent the better part of the night tearing through the room, wreaking havoc to any remaining piece of furniture, tearing apart every shred that revealed any form of life ever being there. Roaring with rage at his own entrapment, the wolf began to ram his body against the tightly bolted door, and finally, after repeated crashes against the brittle wood – he broke through. His haunches rose as he sniffed the air. He looked from side to side, his yellow eyes flashing dangerously in the fading moonlight that had been reflected off of the mirror.

The wolf stopped instantly, and looked at it's own reflection in the mirror. His great yellow eyes traveled over his face – seeing long deep cuts across his muzzle. The wolf bared his teeth at the image that faced him – and promptly lunged at the mirror, shattering it into thousands of tiny shards of glass. The wolf's gray fur sparkled with glass as the sun had begun to rise, giving away to multiple laughing birds who had came alive in the early morning hours. Breaking into a long howl, the wolf found himself being bathed in warm sunlight, causing the glass to sparkle and shine with beauty. He had tried to run from the light, but it had found him. All the while seeming to smile and coax him into the warmth. Gentle rays of sunshine fell upon his body, stroking the glass from his frame as fur slowly gave way to soft, human skin. His snout began to pull it's self back into it's rightful place – as a small, evenly shaped human nose. Yellow eyes faded to amber, claws, into fingers. Teeth found their rightful place in his mouth, his tail – seeming to vanish inside the slender body. A boy lay in the warmth of morning, bleeding... panting... hurting.

The boy felt blood pour over his face and pool around his head. The stench of his wounds filled his nostrils as his eyes fluttered shut. Warm hands found him within seconds, covering his body and levitating it gently into the air. He soon found himself traveling through a long tunnel, a tunnel with roots falling from the ceiling, and bugs crawling in and out of the dirt – their hard, luminescent shells catching what little light had found it's way into the darkness. He felt hardness underneath him, and a pillow under his head. The bright, sterile environment he now found himself in engulfed his whole being. The boy heard distant whispers around his body - asking questions, and offering words of comfort. Jerking his head to the side, the sandy-haired boy snarled dangerously when he felt a cold cloth touch at the long cut along his face and nose. He had tried to swipe her hand away, but was only awarded with having his arms and legs strapped to the bed by some unseen force. He couldn't figure out what it was that was holding him down – as he couldn't see anything.

Roaring again as the cloth touched his face, the boy's back and legs arched off the table, veering to the right – away from the woman beside him as he quickly tore his head away from the sting of what was thought to be help. He struggled hard against the restraints that held him down.

"SOMEONE GET BLACK IN HERE!"

...Black? Who was, or is this Black thing? Was it a person, maybe... or... or possibly a toy? The boy bared his teeth and growled at the woman standing over him, her hair fell out of its bun, and he felt the sudden urge to lift his hand and run his fingers through the glistening brown hair. He let out a scream – why was he being held captive? Why had they tied him down to the bed? He wasn't going to hurt anyone...

A tall boy had rushed to the hospital wing, and ran towards the growling noises he heard. His heart raced as his azure eyes fell upon the boy strapped to the bed. His face was covered with inexplicable amounts of areas of crusted blood, which forever seemed to give way to new fountains of a fresh red liquid. His body... no inch of it seemed to not be covered in scratches.

The tall boy immediately swooped down on the feral boy strapped to the table, his hands coming to the other boy's face, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Look at me Remus!"

...Remus?

"Remus!" The boy's azure eyes began to fill with tears as he looked down into amber eyes. "Please... please... Remus..."

The boy stopped struggling against the restraints and blinked hazily at the person holding his head in place. His eyes searched the crying boy's face, not remembering anything about this strange person who had... had just lent down and, did he just... had he just kissed the restrained boy's lips? The werewolf's ears perked as the boy rest his forehead against his own, words tumbling out of his shaking lips.

"Remus... remember me, remember us... Remus..." A tear fell from an azure eye and splattered onto a red cheek. "Please... Remus... I love you, God... I can't loose you, Remus... Please... remember..."

He felt his body relax as the crying boy had begun to run his fingers through the tangled, blood matted sandy hair. The boy's head fell to the side, quickly being brought back to face the boy holding his cheek. Amber eyes fluttered open and closed as they became wet with tears.

"No... No, no, no..." The boy who had been holding his face changed his position and was now straddled the werewolf, still leaning over and holding onto his cheeks. More tears fell onto the bloodied cheek, causing it to run down his face. "You can't do this... you have to remember. Do it, Remus... I know you can."

The people who had been standing around, trying to help this boy who was apparently known as Remus - all had tears standing in their eyes. They watched silently, helplessly –as a boy with black hair poured his heart out into the person lying underneath him. The people gripped at eachother for support.

"Remus... sweetie... Remus..." The boy's hair fell around his face as he ran his shaking hand along a sandy-blonde hairline – brushing hair away. "I can't loose you, I would die if I lost you... God please..." He placed gentle kisses to a furrowed brow. His body racked with sobs as he spoke again, his voice quiet and thin. "Please Remus..." His voice hitched as he lent forward, rocking back and forth. "I love you, I love you, I love you so much... Please..."

His voice fell to a whisper as he begged for this boy to remember whom he was, and why he was here. He felt another kiss on his lips, and this time... he... he kissed back. He felt another kiss, and another, and...

"S-S-Sirius...?" The boy's mind seemed to clear as he stared helplessly into the azure eyes floating only inches away from his own. His brow furrowed, his lips twitched and tears fell from his eyes. "Sirius?"

The boy overtop of him stopped breathing.

"Quickly! Untie him! Do it now!"

Feeling the pressure around his wrists and ankles completely dissolve, the boy sat up and let his hands close around either side of someone's face.

"Oh my God... Remus..." Fresh tears streaked his already blotchy cheeks as his arms wrapped hard around the other boy. "Jesus Christ I thought I'd lost you..."

Who was he? Remus... he was Remus... and this... Sirius. Remus's hands fell from Sirius' cheeks and he wrapped them around the other boy's back. His fingers gripping the thin fabric of Sirius' shirt as his forehead rest on his shoulder.

Sirius lent back and gripped Remus' cheeks. He smiled through still falling tears and kissed his mate tenderly before resting his forehead against Remus'.

"I am never... ever... ever letting you out of my sight again."

Remus smiled and closed his eyes, swallowing. His breath came in slow intakes as Remus placed his hands to the ones on his cheeks, holding them tightly in his own grip. "God... I was... I was so scared..." Remus felt tears streak down his cheeks as knees rest against his ribcage. "I forgot who I was... who you were... and God... I love you so much Sirius." Remus tilted his head forward, kissing Sirius again. "Never leave me... don't ever leave me, please don't ever leave me..."

Sirius shook his head and took Remus in his arms once more, holding him close.

"May... may we tend to his wounds...?" Madam Pomfrey asked timidly after a long pause, walking forward only slightly. "If it's alright with you, Mr. Black... we'd like to..."

Sirius sat back and smiled. His eyes didn't leave Remus'. "Yeah..." Sirius placed another kiss to Remus' lips before shifting his position and standing up beside the bed, his hand in Remus'.

Remus lay down, his eyes not falling from Sirius as a cloth touched at the wound on his face. Sirius sat down and nodded at Remus, telling him to lay back and close his eyes – to let the nurses do their jobs.

Sirius remain at Remus' bedside for the rest of the day - never once letting Remus stray from his sight.

Author's Notes:

I really don't feel the need to say much of anything after this update... (dies) Too emotional... But, there are a few things that I must say.

Dark Dragon Fire Demon: Yes... As a general rule - the more reveiws, the faster another chapter is written. (smiles)

The Almighty Dill Pickle: Your name makes me want Dill Pickle chips... AANYYYWAYYYY.... . ... If you logged out and reveiwed 500 times you'd know the whole storyline. Then again, wouldn't you run out of things to say? I'm talking about 'real' reveiws... not just... "Hey. Good Job. More Please." . .... Eeeh.... I'm done. (smiles nervously)

Kylia Nahimana: Ahh... Poor, poor you and your poor, poor, stupid computer. (leaves you double chocolate chunk cookies just as you instructed me too.) Weee!! I swear I'll post for our fic tonight, before - Fanfic was 'busy' so I didn't get the chance to... That - and I woke up at 2:00pm anyhow and was promptly kicked off at 5. Bastard Aaron...

WOO! SPOILER TIME!!!! Here you go: Oui, Oui! (kicks at a mime)

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