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Chapter 3-

Madam Pomfrey woke to the sound of a shrill noise. Although a bit disoriented she hurridly pulled on a robe and flew out into the main room of the hospital wing. She went over to the only figure laying in there.

Sirius was shaking. It was almost like he was convulsing. Sweat poured down the man's face and his breathing was laboured. Madam Pomfrey put a hand on his forehead. He was burning up.

"Mr. Black, wake up," she said loudly shaking his shoulder.

Sirius gave a one more convulsion before gasping awake. With a lurch he leaned to the side expelling the meager contents of his stomach on the floor. Madam Pomfrey winced and conjured up a wet rag. She put it to his face as she cleaned to mess with a quick wave of her wand. As soon as she thought Sirius would be okay for a moment, Madam Pomfrey sent her patronus to Remus. She was not only concerned with Sirius' physical health, but also his emtional and mental.

Grabbing a vial of dreamless sleep potion and a vial of blue liquid to bring down his fever, Madam Pomfrey made her way back to Sirius' side. Sirius was leaning over a basin dry-heaving. Just about that time Remus appeared beside her. She gave him the vials without a word.

"I'll be in my room, if you need anything."

Remus nodded giving her a quick, small grin. He pulled a chair over beside Sirius' bed. Sirius had stopped dry-heaving. He looked over at Remus briefly.

"Apparently my stomach has finally realized there's nothing to puke up."

Remus put the blue vial in Sirius' hand and he downed it with a grimace. The werewolf put the other vial on the bedside table. He sat back comfortably, looking at Sirius. Sirius laid back down, trying to ignore what Remus wanted him to tell.

"It was just a dream," Sirius muttered.

"I'd say it was more of a nightmare than a dream, Siri."

"Yeah, well..so what.."

"So what? So what that it seemed pretty horrible. You woke up, burning with fever, throwing up, shaking."

Sirius turned to the sound of Remus' voice. He rubbed his eyes. He wished he could see Remus' face. Just one more time. Though he had spent basically his whole lifetime looking at it, Sirius was depressed that he was starting to forget what it looked liked. He had the basics of it, but that wasn't good enough. He wanted to every detail again, but all he could see were shadows of what is.

"I don't want to talk about it, ok."

"Alright, if that's what you want."

Remus grabbed the other vial and put it in Sirius' hand. Sirius waited a few seconds before finally drinking it. He heard Remus' chair squeek as the werewolf got up. Sirius threw his hand out, hoping to catch Remus' hand. Instead he caught the edge of Remus' robe.

"Stay with me, please."

Sirius knew he sounded pathetic, like a little kid afraid of the dark. In truth he was, although he knew he would be in the dark for the rest of his life.

"Of course."

Sirius scooted over and Remus crawled in beside him after a few alterations to the bed. Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius.

"You won't leave will you?"

Remus kissed Sirius' cheek, then moved to the man's mouth. They shared a few moments of passion and Remus broke away.

"I'll never leave."

Harry made his way downstairs to join Remus and Sirius in the hospital wing for breakfast. Just as he made it within the reach of the doors the one and only Severus Snape came gliding by. The Potions professor stopped for a moment, sneered then continued on his way. Harry looked back with a shake of his head.

"Stupid git," he muttered.

Harry walked in quietly. They really weren't expecting him and he didn't want to..interrupt anything. As the bed came in sight Harry wore an amused expression. Sirius, it or so it appeared, was wearing a pouty expression with his arms crossed over his chest. Remus was standing over him holding out a vial of thick, clear liquid.

"Is there a problem here?" Harry asked smiling.

Remus and gave a grin but his voice was stern. "Yes, your childish godfather won't take his medicine."

"I am NOT childish! I'm a grown man who can take his medicine when he wants to," Sirius said with force.

Harry snorted quietly as Remus rolled his eyes. Harry turned and grabbed a nearby chair and dragged it over close to Sirius' bed. He had heard stories of Sirius and his behaviour with healers and medicine. If there was one thing that Sirius down right despised, it was those two things.

"Come on, Sirius. It can't be that bad."

Sirius turned his head, though it was not all that close to where Harry was sitting. Harry felt a sigh inside him, but he kept it from showing on his face.

"You can say that because you're not the one who has to take it. Besides, you don't know what it's for."

"Well what is it for?"

Sirius' face took on a red tint. Remus was also turning red, not from embarrassment though, but from trying to keep the howling laughter inside.

"It's for nothing, just forget it."

Harry lifted an eyebrow. "Oh no, now I'm curious."

"Well don't be. Curiosity killed the cat."

"Well I hope it kills Mrs. Norris then."

Though still pouting about his current situation, Sirius gave a chuckle. Remus sat down and grabbed Sirius' hand. Sirius immediately tugged it back.

"I said no."

"I said yes."

"I don't care."

"Neither do I."

"Prick."

"Git."

"Troll."

"Black."

Sirius stuck out his tongue. "Fine, you win that round."

"Good then," Remus said smiling, "Now here, take it."

"No."

Harry shook his head. "Why can't you just take it?"

"Because I don't want to."

Finally after several long moments, lots of pathetic name calling, the vial was poured down the drain. They shared a laugh when Remus finally told Harry, by whisper that it was a mild laxative potion. The two of them laughed and Sirius just sat there turning red, with the occasional "Shut up!"

Breakfast was served and they ate, Harry noticing that Sirius barely touched his food. When he asked with concern, Sirius waved a hand saying it was just because he wasn't all that hungry. Harry noticed that Remus look a bit worried, but the werewolf never said a thing.

Harry stayed for a little bit longer then stood up.

"I'm going out the Quidditch field. It's been awhile since I've flown."

"Alright Harry. I'll get you when lunch comes."

Harry nodded. "Okay, see you two later."

Sirius gave a smile and waved. It looked though as if that wave exhausted him. Remus asked his something that Harry didn't hear. He walked away, look back every few steps. Sirius shook his head, then nodded. Remus frowned. Byt that time however, Harry was at the door and never got to see what happened next.

Alrighty, a bit of humour in this one. A bit of everything in this one. I hope you enjoyed.