Remus snuggled his nose closer to the pillow, ignoring the tingling pain in his arms, that were under the pillow, and legs, that were under the thick blanket. Breathing in the feathery air, slowly letting himself slide back awake.

"Sleeping beauty is awake!" crooned a sing-song voice somewhere in the room.

"Nh." was all that Remus said, pushing his face further into the pillow.

"C'mon. Waaaaake up!" crooned the voice again.

Remus was silent, sliding a hand from under the pillow and yanking the blanket over his head.

"Come on, Remus! I need you to help me!" whined the voice.

Remus sighed into the pillow, feeling his warm breath heat his nose. He couldn't not help someone in need...

Remus reluctantly poked his head out from under the blanket, his blurry vision registering someone with black, messy hair sitting on the bed next to Remus'.

"Need help with what?" croaked Remus, placing his cheek onto the pillow, his half-open eyes on James.

"Girls."

Remus blinked. "Girls?"

"Girls." nodded James, crossing his arms.

Remus couldn't help raising an eyebrow. James had absolutely never cared about girls, unless it was about his image, sex and/or social life, and had always used Remus as a dictionary, since, Remus was an understanding person on both genders. He could easily talk to and understand boys and girls.

"Any girl in particular?" asked Remus slowly, already knowing the answer, his eyes now in focus, able to see every detail of James' face.

James contorted his face a little in a confused and flustered manner, his lower lip pouting.

"... Lilly."

The edges of Remus' lips tweaked upwards and he quickly nuzzled the pillow to conceal it.

"Lilly? Lilly Evans?" Remus asked delicately.

"Do we know any other Lillys, Remus?" snapped James, still pouting.

"There's a Lilly Arshmall in slytherin..." Remus breathed, carefully toeing James' line of tolerance.

"The one who looks like she just had he face smashed in by a giant!" screeched James, looking disgusted.

Remus pulled the blanket a little further up to hide the grin on his face.

"Okay. What do you want me to help you with? Girls? Lilly? What about her?" asked Remus from behind the blanket.

James looked at the ground, poking the tips of his shoes together in a coy fashion.

"I think she likes me."

Remus closed his eyes to stop himself rolling them at the ceiling.

"... Yes. And?" asked Remus.

James looked at Remus as though he was crazy.

"Her! Liking me! WTF! I understand that I'm sexy and all, but HER! She's way outta my league!"

Remus took in a sharp breath at the word 'sexy' involuntarily.

'The fact she's out of your league never stopped you trying...' Remus thought slowly, trying to look innocent.

James looked at Remus. Remus looked at the ceiling.

"... You don't think I'm sexy?" pouted James.

Remus' eyes floated down to James.

"Well, from my point of view..." Remus started slowly and delicately.

"... You're just not my type."

James' pout got worse. "So, you're saying I'm ugly?"

Remus sighed softly and shook his head. "Is this conversation going anywhere?"

James opened his mouth and, after a moment, shut it again. A confused look on his face.

"You wanted me to help you. You said you thought Lilly liked you. What's the problem?" sighed Remus, snuggling his nose back into the feather pillow.

"Oh! I want you to help me think of a way so i can check!" chimed James, nodding determinedly.

"... Right." sighed Remus, reluctantly pushing himself into a sitting position, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"What time is it?" yawned the wolf, standing up and stretching a little, immediately flinching from the pain in his limbs.

"Around lunch time." said James, standing up also.

Remus raised his eyebrows. He had been asleep for two hours. That's not so bad...

Knock Knock

Remus and James looked at the dormitory door curiously. Remus was half-way through yawning, his mouth open, a hand over it, and James was messy-ing up his jet-black hair since it was getting too tidy.

"Remus...?" came a soft, timid voice.

Remus' mouth snapped shut and James' eyes widened.

"Yes, Lilly...?" Remus asked, walking over to the door, turning the handle and opening it a little.

Remus saw Lilly was standing there, wringing her hands.

"Remus..." she said softly, looking at her feet.

"Hmm...?" asked Remus, leaning on the side of the door frame since his legs were screaming at him to stop standing on them.

"I think something bad is gonna happen..." whispered Lilly, finding her shoelaces very interesting at the moment.

"Like what?"

Remus' answer came to him immediately.

CRASH

James shrieked like a girl just as one of the windows smashed, two bodies and a broom tumbling into the boy's dormitory.

Remus whipped around, his eyes wide, Lilly shoving the door open so she could see what happened.

James was half-way up the wall, crouching on one of the wardrobes, his eyes wide and staring at the two struggling bodies in the middle of the red and golden rug on the floor, covered in shards of glass.

"GIVE IT TO ME!"

"NEVER!"

"Hey, wait a minute..." blinked Lilly, staring at the boy who was on top, wrestling with the boy underneath, his shimmering raven-black hair flicking this way and that.

"SIRIUS!" shouted James, jumping down from the wardrobe and staring.

Sirius yanked the silver picture frame from the slytherin seeker, punching him, almost savoring the pained yell he heard as his fist connected with the seeker's jaw.

James and Remus yanked the seeker and Sirius apart, both of them panting.

Sirius had a cut over his left eye and a blood lip, the seeker supporting two rather large bruises and a spectacular black eye.

The slytherin seeker glared with all his might at Sirius, but he just grinned, the silver picture frame held to his chest.

((TBC. wow. sorry for the REALLY late update! sorry! this isn't a wonderful chapter, but still, i hope you like it.))