When Regulus didn't answer Sirius took a shaky breath. How in the world was he supposed to believe that his best friend was a werewolf? It couldn't be true. Dumbledore wouldn't allow a werewolf on Hogwarts grounds. How could anyone allow that? Sirius knew that what he was taught about werewolves being dirty half-breeds was untrue, but that didn't mean they weren't dangerous. Although at the idea of Remus fucking Lupin being dangerous? Now that was laughable.

"Why the hell are you laughing," James asked the young boy. Sirius was trying and failing, to control his giggles.

"Remus, our Remus, is a dangerous, monstrous werewolf!" Sirius started falling off his position on the bed. James smiled. He started laughing as well.

"Our Remmy, dangerous?" James asked incredulously, laughing uncontrollably. Regulus let out a sigh of relief, they aren't mad he thought.

Finally, the boys started calming down.

"Still, how could Remus John Lupin, of ALL people, be a werewolf?" Sirius asked. "Snape maybe, but he's more of a vampire."

"Oh, Merlin! We keep forgetting to spread that rumor. Ugh! We are not doing our jobs as pranksters." James said, throwing down his hands in exasperation.

"Get serious James," Regulus began. Before he could say anything, else James grabbed Sirius. Regulus facepalmed. "I mean we need to talk about what to do with this information."

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked

"Well, do we tell people? Do we tell him we know? Do we wait for him to tell us?" Regulus questioned.

James looked thoughtful for a moment, "Well there is no way we should tell anyone! It's not our secret!"

Sirius smiled, "And how the way things are going, we'll be dead before he would ever actually tell us about it."

"So, we tell him we know," Regulus stated.

Sirius hmphed. "I still can't believe this. Where do you think he transforms?"

"Clearly it would have to be a place where he wouldn't be able to get out and hurt anyone," Regulus said, ticking it off on a finger.

"It would also need to be a place that we know no one would stumble upon randomly," Sirius added.

James sighed, "I doubt they had a place like this before, they probably added it to the school right before last year."

"Wait! What did Dumbles say was brand new last year?" Sirius asked.

"Um….. Flitwick? I think they replaced school brooms. But other than that, Oh! Wait!" James bounded away through the dorm entrance.

"Were we supposed to follow?" Regulus asked.

"Probably not. He said to wait." After a silence, Sirius sighed. "Have you heard from Mother or Father yet?" He asked, looking down and not meeting Regulus' eyes.

"This is what you want to talk about?"

"Well, why not?"

"Why not?" Regulus paused trying to find a reason why they shouldn't talk about this. "Well, of course, why not?" Regulus breathed a deep sigh. "No, I haven't heard from Mother but surprisingly Father wrote to me asking how I enjoyed Slytherin so far. Needless to say, I haven't answered."

Sirius sighed again. "I'm sorry." Regulus almost didn't hear him. But before Regulus could ask why James bounded back in.

"Here!" James exclaimed pushing an article into Sirius' face.

"Mate! Watch it." Sirius said grabbing the article and shoving it toward Regulus.

Regulus accepted the piece of paper and swore under his breath. The article James had found was about the Whomping Willow. Of course! It made sense. Why in the world would they put a killer tree on a campus full of children? It seemed quite impractical.

"What is it?" Sirius asked.

Regulus showed the paper to Sirius. "The Whomping Willow. It all makes sense."

"It does?"

"Yes, Siri. Why would they put something that dangerous near children? However, when you think about it, the tree makes sure no one comes near it, which definitely accomplishes one of the priorities in keeping a werewolf away from everyone. And it also keeps the werewolf from getting loose." James said, using his hands to narrate.

"You're right. It keeps us on our side and Remus on his side. where do you think the entrance is though? Is it next to the tree? In the ground? In the tree? And where does it lead to?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know," Regulus said, staring blankly at the comforter.

"Then let's go find out!" Sirius got up and grabbed his brother and friend's hands to pull them off his bed.

"What the hell do you think we're going to do. Go bother the Whomping Willow?" Regulus asked. He didn't like the answer.

The walk down to the Whomping Willow was always the hardest for Remus. He always met with Madame Pomphrey before they headed to the shrieking shack. They would walk through the corridor, and out to the battlements. There they would head down the path opposite to the one leading to Hagrid's hut. The walk seemed long, but after walking it every month for the tenth time, he knew it by heart. His eyes were always fixed on the ground, so he knew every stray tree root, every rock, and every pebble.

He took a shaky breath in and let in out. He always felt awful a few days before the full moon, but when he had a mere hour left until he turned, the feeling was nearly unbearable. He felt his insides churning, ready to spill out on the path. Remus felt every nerve in his body ready to turn against him. With every step he took, the closer he was to every bone and cell in his body breaking and changing. Not only did he feel sick, but Remus also felt as if the wolf was clawing its way out from the inside. He wanted to tear off his skin and pull out his hair. Remus thought that if the wolf never killed him, the anxiety beforehand would.

Finally, they saw the Whomping Willow coming closer and closer until they finally stopped. Madame Pomphrey cast a spell that caused the Willow to come to a stop. Remus then walked the dreaded path by himself, all the way to the shrieking shack. Since the shack had only been built a year prior, the shack still looked new, despite the wolfs efforts in tearing it apart.

Remus made his way to the second floor of the shack, and undressed. When he was completely undressed, he set his clothes in the dresser. Seeing as he had at least thirty more minutes until the wolf made its debut, he got in the bed to try and take a nap.

"Sirius! This is the stupidest thing you've ever thought of!" Regulus yelled at his brother.

"Are you sure, I mean, Sirius has done some stupid things. However, this is definitely in your top five." James said, shoving the elder Black on the shoulder.

"Oh, come one! You're doing it too, technically." Sirius said, turning around to make his point.

"Against our will," Regulus grumbled.

The three boys ran through the halls, out the front doors, and all the way to the Willow. It was almost 8 o'clock. They still had time before the moon would be at full peak.

It wasn't long until they reached the tree. Once they got there they stopped to look for an entrance.

"Sirius! Don't get so close!" Regulus shouted.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Reg, I'm 12 feet away from the fucking tree. Stop worrying so much."

The three boys searched all around the willow.

"Hey, guys! I think I found something." James said, shouting in the brother's direction. The Black brothers raced back to see what James had found. The was a slight crook in the tree that seemed to cover up a hole.

"That must be it!" Sirius exclaimed. "but there has to be a way to stop the tree, I mean, if Remus can't get in, what's the point?"

"True, maybe there's a button or something that stops it," Reg said looking for the said object.

James tried to step closer to get a better looked. However, he stepped in a loose path of dirt and crashed into one of the "whomping" branches. Just before the branch was able to throw him off, he grabbed on as tight as he could.

"James!" the brothers shouted simultaneously. Sirius ran to try and help the young potter, but as he was reaching out for James' hand, another branch came bounding towards Sirius' side whacking him away. Regulus ran towards his brother, to check if he was ok.

"Sirius! Are you alright?" Regulus queried. Sirius sat up and groaned. He brought up his hand to rub his head. Meanwhile, James was getting thrown around like a juggling pin. Finally, he was able to angle himself toward the opening in the bottom of the tree and slid straight down.

Sirius smiled confusedly. "Did I just imagine that?" he asked.

Regulus laughed nervously, "Nope." He stated.

"Cool," Sirius uttered. He stood up and shrugged. "Here goes nothing." He ran towards the tree and jumped on to one of the branches. After being handled like an irritating bug, Sirius made his way to the opening as well.

"Those utter wankers."

Coming through!" Sirius screamed as he fell through the opening, landing on James.

"Ouch, mate!" James said irritatedly. Sirius looked down at what cushioned his landing.

"Sorry," he muttered and got off. The two boys looked around and saw the entrance to a long hallway. "Where do you think that leads?"

James took in a shaky breath. "I have a theory." They began to walk down the path, and suddenly they stopped.

"Wait! Regulus." Sirius looked over at the entrance of the hole, "Should we leave him? Or maybe he already left us? I suppose it doesn't hurt for us to look for him." Sirius walked over to the opening and looked out hoping to see his little brother. Not to his surprise, he was disappointed. "Pity. Where would he go? Did he go to get help?"

"Sirius, at this point it doesn't matter, we should probably finish our mission before we're too late and have to deal with a werewolf." James declared. Sirius nodded, and he turned to follow James down the long corridor.

Meanwhile, Remus had been laying on the bed trying to fall asleep. Seeing as he was extremely tired, Remus had no idea why he was wide awake. he twisted and turned trying to find some position he could possibly relax in, but the wolf had other ideas of what to do with Remus' last twenty minutes of a clear mind.

What will happen when your friends find out you are a monster?

"Shut up," Remus told the voice in his head. Remus liked to think that it was the wolf trying to make him even more miserable. It happened every full moon. Even when he was little, right before he transformed he always thought of things that did not help his state of mind. Before some of his first full moons, the wolf liked to point out all the things Remus had done wrong, and how it wasn't helping his mother deal with his situation any better. Remus really hated the wolf.

No, Really. They're going to hate you. Just like everyone else. You'll never actually have friends. They're probably just using you anyway.

"UGH!" Remus groaned and stuffed a pillow over his face.

If they, your "best friends" can't even love you, how can anyone else?

"Shut the FUCK up!" Remus screamed throwing his pillow in no general direction.

"Well, that's not a nice thing to say to beast friends," Sirius commented smugly. Remus froze. He had to be hallucinating.

"Really, Sirius, are you a-WERE how often you say that?" James added. This couldn't be a hallucination. Remus was going to be sick

"Shit." Remus squeaked, before standing up as quickly as he could and promptly bending over and retching.

"Woah! Remmy are you okay?" Sirius ran over to help his friend, not minding the latter was entirely nude. James on the other hand noticed, and his cheeks tinged a little red as he walked over to his best friend fretting over a naked Remus.

As Remus had calmed down slightly and looked up at the two boys.

"What the fuck! You two need to leave. Now!" Remus said, his voice squeaking near the end. He had started shaking. fearing that he would hurt his best friends and realize they would find out what he was, tears started streaking down his face as they didn't budge.

"Hey Rem, take a breath," James said, rubbing his back comfortingly.

"LEAVE! NOW!" Remus screamed at the two oblivious boys. He was angry, scared, and on top of that, he could feel the wolf rising. James pulled Sirius through the door and down the stairs.

Remus fell down, broken, scared, and soon enough the wolf took over.

The boys barely made it out of the shack before they heard a howl. They walked back to the opening in silence.

Sirius swallowed thickly before he broke it. "So, it's true." He said simply, not making eye contact with James.

"We can talk about this more when we get back to the dorm." James carefully stuck his head through the opening. He searched around the sides of the opening for a button, or something that would freeze the tree. James smiled triumphantly when he found a notch in the tree that did exactly what he had hoped. The two second years made their way back up to Hogwarts castle. They walked through the doors and were promptly met with a frantic Professor McGonagall followed by a solemn Regulus.

"Boys! What in Merlin were you thinking? Attacking the Whomping Willow? Well, I never- "the professor stopped mid-thought. "You boy is setting new records for how often I have to give out detentions" she huffed and led them to her office. When they arrived, she ushered them through the door and they took their usual seats on the other side of her desk. She went around and sat down in her chair. Regulus stood in the corner of the room, not sure what to do.

"So, we have detention? With you Minnie?" Sirius asked with hope evidently in his voice. Professor McGonagall sat back in her chair, clearly deep in thought. She sighed and sat up putting her hands on her desk.

"You two boys are setting all sorts of new records. However," she stopped and sighed again, "fighting the Whomping Willow is not necessarily breaking the rules." All three boys looked up in surprise. "Although I have no means in giving you detention, remember that there should not be the next time. You may go." She then took out a quill and started grading papers. The boys sat still, shocked. "Do you need to be told twice?" McGonagall looked as she saw no movement in the boys. As if snapped out of a trance, the three children shuffled out of her office without another word.

None of the boys talked until they were back in the second year's boy dorm. Surprising to them, Kingsley Shaklebolt was sleeping in the fourth bed in the room.

"Who is he?" Regulus asked. Kingsley worked late into the night either in the library or in the common room, so none of the boys had ever really noticed him.

"Oh, he's our dorm mate," James said, nonchalantly throwing himself onto his bed.

Regulus rolled his eyes. "No, really" the sarcasm in his voice obvious.

Sirius smiled. "That's Kingsley, he doesn't normally sleep here. He's good friends with third years and Ravenclaws so he always ends up with them or sleeps in the library or common room. We forget this is his dorm too, sometimes. I think we've locked him out too many times for him to care anymore." Regulus frowned, obviously disapproving how the boys treated the boy.

James jumped up. "We should ask if he wants to switch with Reg." Sirius shrugged.

"It doesn't matter at the moment. We should really talk about the other thing." Regulus said, motioning to Remus' empty bed with his head.

"Right," Sirius said, going over to pile on James' bed and motioning for Regulus to do the same.

"So, what are we going to do?" Regulus asked, trying to start the conversation. Sirius laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. James was busying himself by closing the curtains of his bed.

Sirius sighed. "I don't know."

A/N: Hey guys! I am finally getting this out. I have been perfecting it for a while. I hope you like the little bit of intensity I added. I'm thinking of adding a bit more of a plot line since I don't really know what my plot is. All I know has I wanted a world without Pettigrew so that no one dies, but that's not much of a plot. So, I'm thinking up some "bad" things to happen so it's not all unicorns and butterflies. But don't worry, No one will die. I hate death (as I have probably mentioned). I'll probably just do a lot between Regulus and Sirius. And I want to add more between James and Remus since no one characterizes them as very close. I feel like James may be the leader, but if it weren't for Sirius, the entire group would fall apart. Anyway, the third year will probably be a lot of bonding and sexual tension. As will the fourth year. Anyway, enjoy!