I'm BACK! and there was much rejoicing. (sarcastic cheering) yaaaaaaaaaaay. And I am SO glad I have refused to watch the third HP movie, I saw a scene with Remus in it and I wanted to cry at the casting directors choice... I will instead happily keep my own visuals of what he should look like. And I think that the perfect person to have played Sirius Black would have been Johnny Depp, for not only is he ridiculously hot (hell his zombie in Pirates of the Carribean was hot and that's just wrong) but an amazing and gifted actor...Oh well on to the next chappy!

Sirius looked up at his friend, whose grip was about to become unbearable. He tried to talk Remus down from his frenzy but he could see he wasn't having any luck. He had only seen Remus like this a handful of time and he had always been able to talk him down before. Of course he had never been the target before. He winced again as he felt Remus begin to develop claws. At this point he no longer feared for himself but for his friend, for if Remus harmed him or bit him he would never ever forgive himself. The longer he was in this state the more destroyed he would be when he reverted to normal.

The claws began to dig into his skin as Remus lowered his head and growled into his ear, "You're mine." With that he latched on to Sirius' neck and began to nip and suck on the silky skin.

Sirius gasped out at the feeling, feeling himself get hard despite the circumstances. "Remus, you.." he couldn't finish for Remus simultaneously ground his hips into his and tightened his grip on his arms, causing the skin to break. Sirius helplessly felt the blood trickle down his arms and onto his comforter as Remus continued his ministrations.

A few minutes later Remus lifted his head and grinned ferally at his marked prey. Sirius tried to discharge Remus but the wolf growled and tightened his hold, claws digging even deeper into his flesh. They were concentrating so much on their battle of strength, which Sirius was obviously losing, that they didn't even hear the dormitory door swing open.

James felt the laugh die on his lips as he beheld the sight in front of him as Peter walked into his back. They both stared, frozen, as Sirius continued his struggle. Red flags shot up in James mind as he watched them struggle, this was no game. He could tell something was most definitely wrong but seemed unable to move. That was until he noticed the blood.

With a roar he bounded forwards, latching himself onto the wolf in his efforts to pull him off. Peter soon joined the fray but they had very little advantage, even with the threes combined strength, against the strength of a fully enraged werewolf.

As they struggled Peter managed to gasp out to James "Calming Charm." Knowing that this was possibly the only way to sedate Remus James, against his better judgement, let go of Remus long enough to mutter the spell. The effect was immediate. Remus' entire body relaxed, his claws retracted and his eyes returned to normal. James quickly pulled him off of his best friend and sat him on his own bed, gesturing to Peter to stay with him as he became aware of his surrounding and what had just transpired. James knelt beside his friend, "Are you alright?" he asked warily, searching those blue eyes for a hint as to what he was thinking. James was beyond relived to see only concern for Remus in his eyes as Sirius nodded slowly, clutching his bleeding arms. They were going to have a hard enough time with Remus without Sirius holding a grudge or anything. He muttered another Calming Charm simply to keep Remus dazed until they had come up with a course of action. That was when James had noticed the mark.

James had known for a long time that Remus was in love with Sirius. He had seen those brief flashed of pain when Sirius was snogging with his current fling. He knew of his friends heartache whenever he walked in on Sirius in bed with another. He also knew that there was no way that Remus would ever harm Sirius, not when he was in his right mind. Something had to have triggered it and that something, James could tell from the angry mark on his friends neck, had been jealousy. Jealousy to such a degree that Remus had all his restraints ripped away from him and had come frighteningly close to transferring his curse.

Sirius started forward, needing to talk to Remus, to make him understand what had happened, and most of all to reassure him. He was halted by James hand on his chest.

"Wait, Padfoot." James said calmly as he carefully examined Sirius' hickey. He ran his fingers over the imprints of teeth on Sirius' neck, praying that they were only imprints, that he wouldn't pull his fingers away to reveal blood.

Suddenly fear gripped him with its icy hold. "Did he..." He trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. All he could think about was the utter despair and self-loathing that Remus would go through if he had transferred his curse on to anyone, let alone one of his few friends.

James shook his head after a moment of through examination, "No, he didn't break the skin." Sirius started forward but James stopped him again. "No Padfoot, you need to see Pomfrey and Remus is not going to want to see you after this." Sirius looked at him, pain evident in his eyes. James continued, "He's going to hate himself for this and it wont help if you are bleeding all over the place." He gestured to his gushing wounds, "Wormtail, go with Padfoot to the infirmary, make up some story you two, you guys are good at that. I'll stay here with Moony. Wormtail, return after Padfoot is being taken care of and Padfoot don't even think of leaving there until Wormtail comes to get you." He gave the orders as he place himself right in front of Remus. The fog was beginning to lift from his eyes and James whispered "Go now." Without another word the two teens left the dorm.

James watched the door closed as he heard and anguished whisper.

"What did I... " He looked at James pain and self loathing evident. "Did I ...?" He couldn't bring himself to finish it, the fear of what could have happened clutching, making him unable to finish. James shook his head no and Remus buried his head in his hands, choked sobs making their way pass his barriers. James moved from his spot in front of Remus to sitting beside him. He tried to put his arm about his shoulder for comfort but it was shrugged off as Remus tried vainly to control his emotions.

"What triggered it?" James asked softly, looking at his friend.

"I... was jealous." Remus' voice was just above a whisper.

"You shouldn't have agreed you know." James said, thinking back to the recent events. Remus looked up at him, confused. James took off his glass and began to clean them as he continued "Look I've known for a long time how you felt about Padfoot." Remus didn't react, he really wasn't surprised for James was a lot more astute than many gave him credit for. "And I know that he's been with, most likely, half the student body since you fell for him. Yet you never reacted this way, with this possessive jealousy, sad and distraught yes, but never jealous. But you're relationship completely changed last night when you and Padfoot kissed. So, in conclusion," James replaced his glasses and looked at the attentive werewolf, "you shouldn't have agreed to being his scapegoat to get rid of Charlotte."

"Charlotte..." Remus frowned slightly.

James was a bit intrigued, not to mention that any other train of thought would keep Remus from dwelling on his guilt. "What about her?"

"It was her scent." Remus sighed at James completely clueless look. Maybe he had given him too much credit. "I smelled her on Sirius, her scent was laden with lust, and that's when everything, I don't know, got fuzzy I guess would be the best way to describe it. I felt rage surging through me and had this need to mark Sirius as mine. It was her scent... she must have forced herself on Sirius... I think he was trying to explain that but I wouldn't let him. Merlin, I wouldn't let him say anything I just attacked him...like an animal." Remus buried his head in his hands again. James heard the door creak open and saw Peter looking over at them in concern, he shook his head and Peter came to sit on Remus' other side. This was going to be a very long night. A dangerous glint shone in James eyes as he thought of the person responsible for this whole mess. Yes Charlotte Smithii was going to be a very sorry girl when he was through making her pay for what she had done to his friends. Very sorry.

"Ouch woman, you trying to kill me?" Sirius bit back another yelp of pain as Madam Pomfrey applied some ointment to his wounds. It hurt a hell lot more than it did when Remus had actually wounded him.

Madam Pomfrey merely looked at the boy sternly before returning to her task. She knew he wasn't stupid, no one could say that of Sirius Black, but she wasn't quite sure how much he knew about Remus and his "condition" and thus decided that silence was the best option. She continues to clean the wounds thoroughly while check to make sure that these were not the imprints of teeth. The Pettigrew boy had said basically nothing while Sirius claimed that it was just a dare that they had placed on him, to see how long he could go without reacting to the pain. Only after she had given Sirius strict instructions to take off his shirt and wipe off the blood, was she able to corner Pettigrew and wrestle a bit more of the story from him. He had told her that it had been Remus and that was all she could get out of him. Hearing that her heart froze as her mind raced with the possibilities of what could happen. She knew the dare story was a lie, and was quite used to students lying about how they acquired their injuries. She also knew that, since Remus had been involved, this would have to be reported to Dumbledore, something she was not looking forward to.

"Well Mister Black," She said wrapping his arms in gauze, "I do believe my work here is done. You may go back to you room, though I warn you not to do something so foolish again." She withheld the urge to shake her finger in the boys face, knowing it would more than likely make him laugh and if there was one thing she couldn't resist was the sound of one of one of her wards laughing.

"Can I stay here?" Pomfrey felt her heart sink at the boys request. She saw how his eyes darted nervously towards the door and sighed. She nodded her head and Sirius made himself comfortable on one of the beds.

She felt like crying. The boy was nervous, that was certain, and it would only make sense that he was wary of their resident werewolf. Remus would be crushed, the poor dear, for he had become so close to Sirius and for this to happen... It was more than she could bear. She quickly left the room and headed strait towards the headmasters office. This needed to be handled by someone with far more insight than she possessed, and there was no one more qualified than Dumbledore himself.

Sirius listened to the departing footsteps of the school nurse and sighed. This did not bode well for anyone, considering the fact that more than likely she was off to inform Dumbledore of what had happened right now. He gazed out the window, thinking of a certain werewolf who was most likely beating himself up over what had occurred. Although he felt the need to reassure his friend he trusted James judgement implicitly, after all the boy didn't become their leader simply for his devious mind. He let his eyes close and began to drift of into dream land. His last conscious thought was the Charlotte Smithii was going to rue the day she laid her hands on him.

Peter paced worriedly in the common room. Remus had asked for some time alone and James and he had grudgingly granted it. He felt guilty, had he gone with Sirius into the room perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way. He was worried for Remus, who he doubted was as fine as he pretended to be. He had told James the whole story of what had occurred in the common room before the episode. Rather than ranting or raving James got very still and quite, which was far more dangerous than any display of temper. Peters devious mind was already thinking of hundreds of way to make the bitch pay for the damage she had inflicted on his friends. He had already been concocting something, not major mind you, just a little something to remind her not to mess with the Marauders after he had saved Sirius from her clutches. Now that Remus was involved as well the girl couldn't get off so lightly, oh no. She was going to wish she had never set her sights on Sirius Black, or his name wasn't Peter Pettigrew.

Remus lay on his side, trying to make it seem as if he was asleep. He knew that James and Peter would return soon and, he prayed, so would Sirius. Fear gripped him as he thought of all the horrid possibilities that could come out of this incident, from expulsion to not being allowed near Sirius for some time. None of these options were pleasant. He quickly close his eyes as he heard the dorm door open, breathing deeply to feign sleep. His acute hearing picked up mumbled good nights as the boys got ready for bed. Neither of these boys was the one he wanted to see, nay needed to see. He had to see Sirius, to apologize, to attempt to explain. As he heard bed springs creak from the weight of his two dorm mates being deposited he knew one thing for certain. Charlotte Smithii was going to very sorry she ever touched his Sirius.

doesn't bode well to have all of the marauders after you head, does it? What are they planning? Just wait and see MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. thanks to everyone who reviewed... I got 21 reviews since posting my last chapter YAY! am so happy... and yes to those who mentioned it I am sadistic