A/N: Well, here's chapter 2 for you guys. Enjoy!

James shifted slightly. He was lying on something soft and comfortable. His eyes snapped open and he looked around. He was in the Hospital Wing. On the bed next to him lay a very cut and bruised Remus, who at the moment, was sleeping peacefully.

Gazing at Remus, the events of last night suddenly crashed onto James' mind. He glanced at the remaining beds. They were all empty. Where the heck is Snape, he thought. Was he, at this very moment, spreading the news of Remus' condition to the whole school? James sat up abruptly in his bed and kicked back the covers. He had to find Snape now. But, that hope was shattered when he saw Madam Pomfrey come out of her office and start walking towards him.

"Ah, Mr Potter," she said. "You're awake."

"Er – yeah. So can I go?" he asked hopefully.

"Of course not!" she snapped. "I still have to check you over first."

"You let Snape leave!"

"Mr Snape only suffered a slight blow to the back of his head. As he woke up early, I gave him his check up first and he left!"

"But I – I have to do something important!" said James, desperately.

"Well, you should have thought about that before you tried doing all those dangerous stunts around the Whomping Willow, shouldn't you? I don't know what the both of you were thinking. Probably a dare to see who could touch the tree trunk first, I suppose!" she huffed irritably. "Well, that's what Mr Black said when he levitated you and Mr Snape in here last night. At about twelve o'clock I might add–" she told him, as she checked his shoulder and reapplied the bandages.

"Wait…Sirius brought me here?" interrupted James.

"Yes. He kept on muttering about you being irresponsible. Well, I can't argue with him there. The number of times I've had you in here! I've practically reserved this bed for you! Anyway, I believe 'goody-goody' were his exact words to be precise. Of all the words to describe you! He's never been more wrong!" she said absently.

James felt a fresh surge of anger course through him. So, Sirius had called him a 'goody-goody'. This whole thing was Sirius' fault! Not to mention the fact that Peter hadn't tried to stop him.

"Aren't you done yet?" burst out James, suddenly.

Remus shifted in his bed.

"Be quiet, please! Mr Lupin had a worse than usual time last night. He needs his rest!"

"Sorry," mumbled James. "I just wanted to know whether or not I could leave?" he said, trying to inject some politeness into his voice, even though his insides were shaking with anger.

"You may. But, your arm will be stiff for a few days, so don't put to much stress on it!" she warned as James walked out of the Hospital Wing as fast as he could, without actually running.

It only took a few seconds for James to realise that he had no idea where he was going. Snape could be anywhere.

"Dumbledore," murmured James to himself. "He's the only person who can stop Snape."

James walked along the silent corridors. It was an early Sunday morning and everyone was lying in. It was only when James reached the gargoyle entrance to Dumbledore's office when he remembered that he didn't know the password.

"Great," muttered James. His already bad day was just getting worse.

"Ummm…Acid Pop?"

Nothing happened.

"Sugar Quill?"

Nothing happened.

"Droobles Best Blowing Gum? Cauldron Cake? Cockroach Cluster? Fizzing Whizzbee? Chocolate Frog?"

Nothing happened.

"OH, COME ON!" shouted James. "I bet by the time I actually find out what the password is it's going to be something really stupid like – I don't know – ICE MICE!"

The gargoyle moved aside.

James blinked and he stepped onto the spiralling staircase.

"Mental," he said to himself. "Absolutely mental."

He reached the top and knocked on the office door.

Dumbledore's calm voice said, "Enter,"

James stepped into the room and with a great shock, he saw Snape already sitting in one of the chairs opposite Dumbledore. They glared at each other, both of them sending out waves of hatred.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and James snapped back to reality.

"I think I know why you are here, Mr Potter," said Dumbledore, gesturing at James to sit down.

He sat himself on the chair furthest away from Snape.

"Y-you do?" asked James.

"Yes. Mr Snape has just informed me about what happened last night and –"

"Whatever he told you was a lie!" interrupted James, loudly. Snape glared at him.

"Well, then I am wrong when I say that a certain Mr Black told Mr Snape to go to the Shrieking Shack where another one of your friend's, Mr Lupin, already was, in the form of a werewolf?" said Dumbledore, calmly.

James blushed. "Well…no, but Remus had nothing to do with it!"

Dumbledore stared straight into James' hazel eyes. Snape coughed sceptically in his chair. James rounded on him.

"Well, if you hadn't been so damn nosy in the first place, none of this would have happened!" shouted James.

Snape opened his mouth in a snarl, but Dumbledore intervened.

"I think," he said quietly, "that there has been enough fighting last night. Wouldn't you agree boys?"

Neither of them said anything, but Snape closed his mouth angrily.

"Professor, I just came to ask you whether you could make sure that Snape doesn't tell anyone about what he saw last night!" said James quickly, after a moment's pause.

"If you think that for one moment I am not going to tell anyone, you must be –" Snape yelled.

"James is right, Severus," said Dumbledore softly. "Remus will tell people when he is ready. It is not for you to spread around something he has been trying to hide for the past five years."

"But he tried to kill me!"

James shifted angrily in his chair again but, he didn't say anything after receiving a warning glance from Dumbledore.

"Mr Lupin had no control over his actions and therefore cannot be punished," Dumbledore said quietly. "Now, I must have your word Severus. Give me your word that you will not tell anyone about what you saw."

"But –"

"Your word, Severus!"

"Fine," mumbled Snape, eyes darkening. "You have my word."

'Thank you. I expect you to stick to that word, Severus," said Dumbledore. "You may both leave."

Snape left the room first. James followed but, turned around at the office door and faced Dumbledore.

"Thank you, Professor," he said.

"You're welcome, James," replied Dumbledore, though the usual twinkle had disappeared from his eyes.

James left the office, not noticing the small sigh that unwillingly escaped Dumbledore's lips.

Ten minutes later, James entered the Hospital Wing again. With a sudden wave of anger, he saw Sirius and Peter standing next to Remus' bed. Remus' eyes were blazing and Sirius looked very angry.

"What are you doing here?" asked James loudly. "Haven't both of you messed things up enough?"

Sirius and Peter spun around.

"Shut the hell up, James!" shouted Sirius. "What did you have to spoil the fun for?"

James stiffened.

"What do you mean 'FUN'?" Do you even know what could have happened down there? Do you know what would have happened to Remus if he had bitten Snape? You're just lucky I got there I time, you moron!" he yelled.

"You just had to act all noble and brave, didn't you? JUST HAD TO!" shouted Sirius back at him.

Remus sat up in his bed with great difficulty.

"Sirius, do you know what happens to werewolves who bite other people? Do you?" Remus spoke quietly, but his voice trembled with rage and hurt and his fists were clenched. "They go to Azkaban, Sirius. AZKABAN! Would you like to go to Azkaban?"

"Well, obviously not –"

"Then why the HELL do you think I would want to go!" yelled Remus.

Everyone was still. Nobody had ever heard Remus raise his voice before, let alone swear.

Sirius stared at Remus for a moment then turned on his heel and walked towards the entrance, taking care to push roughly past James on the way. He stopped at the doorway and turned around. For one brief moment, James and Remus thought he was going to apologise but, "Coming, Peter?" he asked.

Remus' eyes clouded over and James began to see red. Peter hesitated, looking at James and Remus and then at Sirius.

James' temper boiled over.

"Well, GO already. You thought it was funny, so you can damn well LEAVE!" he shouted.

Peter followed Sirius out and slammed the door behind him with a loud BANG. Remus broke down. In one night, his life had almost been changed. What if he had bitten Snape? He could have been on his way to Azkaban right now. James went to comfort him.

None of the boys noticed a shocked looking Madam Pomfrey, who was standing silently at the door of her office.

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