Ok I'm back in action! I was stuck in the airport for a day and a half so I had time to write an entire chapter:) Enjoy.

In the days following her run in with Bellatrix Sarah couldn't go anywhere without being escorted by James, Sirius or Remus. Peter offered his help but knowing of his tendency to cause more harm than good, Sarah said that she could manage. It didn't take long for the story of the midnight meeting to spread throughout the school, some students sympathized with Sarah while others found it down right hilarious. Those that found it amusing didn't feel ashamed to point this out to Sarah as she passed them in the hall. They laughed and pointed, calling out random remarks, this was usually followed by Sirius threatening to hex them so bad that they'd wake up back in their first year if they kept talking.

The event had given the house quidditch team more determination than ever to beat Slytherin. Sarah was climbing through the portrait hole after practice, Sirius in front of her and James following, when she had finally had enough. "OK STOP!" she said, both boys looked bewildered. "Look, I appreciate what you guys are doing, seriously, but enough is enough." She stated. James and Sirius looked at each other and then at Sarah. "I can't stand having you guys follow me everywhere. It was alright at first but now it's like I can't even open a book without your permission!" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Look Sarah," James began, taking a step towards her, "we just don't want to see you get hurt again." Sirius nodded and added, "Besides, it's kind of our fault." James looked away sheepishly. Sarah sighed, "First of all it's not your fault you're related to someone as cold and vile as Bellatrix." Sirius shrugged and stared at his feet. "And I think it's really sweet you guys care about me this much, but it's been a week and I think I can manage by myself now." Sarah smiled and pulled both of the boys into a hug. She released them and headed towards the stairs, calling over her shoulder, "Now, I'm going to bed, I don't suppose anything will be hiding under my bed so there's no need to check." She reached the top of the stairs when she turned to face her two friends, "James you should get some rest too if we want to kick some Slytherin ass tomorrow." James smiled, and Sarah saw the mischievous glint in his eyes that had been absent for the last week.

Breakfast was tense, Slytherins were shouting unimaginable profanities at the Gryffindor team as they entered. Sarah walked in with her head held high. She took her place among the team and grabbed a piece of toast. James was sitting across from her, she couldn't decide whether his smile was confident or slightly arrogant today. He glanced down the table and Sarah smiled, "Is she coming to the game?" James shrugged and shouted over the noise, "OI, EVANS!"

Lily looked up and gave a quick glare, focusing on her breakfast again. James' smile faltered and Sarah took pity on him, "Hey Lily are you coming to the game?" Lily looked up and smiled, "Oh, I haven't decided yet." James opened his mouth to say something but Sarah cut him off, "You should come, it'll be a good game. Besides, it gets you out of the stuffy common room on a beautiful Saturday morning." Lily nodded and continued eating her breakfast. Sarah picked at her toast for the remaining time she sat at the table. Pretty soon she was walking out of the Great Hall with her team. "Sarah," Lily said as she passed, "It better be a good game. I don't want to stand outside in an October chill for a loss." Sarah smiled, "Oh trust me, it'll be good." She continued walking and noticed that James' smile had returned full force.

Flying out here, above everyone else made Sarah's mind strangely clear. The crisp air made her eyes sharp, she darted in and out of players with such an ease, many people had told her the she was a natural flyer, as if she had been born on a broomstick. She watched the chasers pass the quaffle between each other, Gryffindor had a slight lead on Slytherin; 60 – 50. She raised her bat and sent a bludger flying, hitting a Slytherin neatly in the back. Out of the corner of her eye she saw James go into a sharp dive. This was it, the end of the game, James was going to catch the snitch. Sarah was happy that the game was ending so quickly, in a short period of time it had turned into one of the dirtiest games she had ever played. Their keeper was sporting a bloody nose, one of the chasers had a black eye and not to mention Sarah's throbbing shoulder that was "mistaken" for a bludger by the opposing beater. She looked around and couldn't say that the Slytherin team was doing any better in the injury department.

Sarah heard the crowd roar with delight and she spun around to see James holding his arm above his head, the snitch struggling between his fingers. She let out a thunderous whoop and streaked toward the rest of her team. There was a loud thud from nearby and then an almost unbearable pain that started at the back of her head and shot down her spine. The ground was coming up too fast for comfort, and just as Sarah was starting to panic it dissolved into a black abyss.

"Oh I always knew quidditch was too rough. This is why I never watched any games, people always get hurt."

"Evans, you worry too much."

"I wasn't talking to you Sirius!"

"Why is Padfoot on first name basis and not me?"

"Because I think you're disgusting Potter."

"Padfoot's the one with a new girl every week and I'm the disgusting one?"

"Yes, you're selfish, immature, inconsiderate—"

"Don't forget self-centered." Sarah smiled and opened her eyes. The room was a little fuzzy but soon came into focus. There was a slight pounding in the back of her head that was annoying her, but other than that Sarah was happy to see her friends, although Remus was missing. "Hey whose side are you on?" James protested. Lily pushed him out of the way and embraced Sarah. "Thank goodness you're ok, I was so scared. I can't believe Sharps did that," she said heatedly. "Did what?" Sarah asked, sitting up. "Well after you guys won, Vincent Sharps, one of the Slytherin beaters, came up behind you and just swung his bat at your head," she explained. "They were right in suspending him."

Sarah listened intently as James explained, in great detail which included many wild gestures, how he had single-handedly saved her from an almost certain death. "So then I lowered you to the ground where they put you on a stretcher and whisked you off to Madame Pomfrey," he finished proudly. Sarah shook her head and looked up to see Remus standing behind Lily and Sirius. "Remus, you made it!" she exclaimed. Excited to see him she jumped out of bed and swayed violently, falling back onto it. "Slow down Sarah," Lily told her as she got under the covers again.

Sirius stepped aside and Sarah saw that Remus was holding a bouquet of white flowers. Sirius looked from the flowers to Remus then to Sarah before clearing his throat, "Hey Prongs, I think I could use some… help with… my homework." James looked bewildered, "It's Saturday Pads! We never do homework on a Saturday!" Lily looked at Remus and seemed to understand something. She smiled at Sarah, "Well I promised Mary I would meet up with her, and I shouldn't keep her waiting." With that lily turned on her heel and left the room. James looked thoroughly confused but allowed Sirius to drag him out, closing the doors behind him.

"Hi," Remus said softly, pulling up a chair and laying the flowers on her bedside table. "Hi," Sarah replied, smiling and resting her head against the pillow. He ran his hands through his hair nervously and sighed. "So James and Sirius tell me that even though it made them very angry the fall was 'awesome'," Sarah told him. Remus snorted and leaned back in his chair, "More like terrifying." Sarah chuckled and took his hand, "Aw, were you worried about me Rem?" He shrugged and looked away, Sarah swore that his cheeks were slightly pink. She sighed and started rubbing her shoulder, she didn't realize how much her body ached when everyone was here.

"What's wrong?" Remus asked, squeezing her hand. Sarah looked at him, his features showed true concern. She shrugged, "My shoulder just hurts a little." He leaned forward and started hitting her pillow. When he was done with his assault Sarah was laying on a much more comfortable pillow. "Better?" he asked. Sarah smiled and nodded, "Are you going to kiss the boo-boo and make it feel better too?" Remus laughed and shook his head, "Only if you want me too."

Sarah pulled the neck of her quidditch uniform aside to expose her shoulder. She smirked and gave him a look that said: I dare you. A small look of disbelief passed over his face before he smiled and leaned in. Remus never refused a dare; he was a Marauder after all. Sarah held her breath as she felt his lips softly touch her shoulder. He removed them and rested his forehead against her, neither one of them moved. Sarah's heart was pounding in her chest and she was certain Remus could feel it.

Sarah's stomach did a back flip when lips touched her skin again, this time on her collarbone. There was a pause, Remus was waiting for approval. Sarah squeezed his hand gently, urging him to carry on. He continued kissing all along her collarbone and up her neck. When he reached her jaw she closed her eyes and tilted her head, giving him better access to the soft skin. He pushed his body closer to hers and Sarah noticed that the room was suddenly becoming very hot. She felt Remus' tongue slide across her skin and she sighed with content.

Lips left her skin and Sarah opened her eyes to protest, only to find Remus staring at her. He smiled and she couldn't help but smile back, "How does it feel now?" he asked, resting his forehead against hers. She tilted her head up so that their lips were barely an inch apart, "Much better," she whispered. He leaned impossibly closer and brushed his lips against hers. Just as she was about to close what little space there was between them the infirmary doors swung open.

Remus shot back to his seat out of instinct as Peter hurried across the room. He stopped beside Remus and smiled at Sarah before announcing that Professor Dumbledore wanted to speak to Remus immediately. "You have great timing Peter," Remus said sarcastically as he stood up. Peter took this as a compliment and started to lead the way out. Remus shot an apologetic look back at Sarah as he followed. Sarah just smiled and watched him go.

I know, I love to tease. Any who hope you guys enjoyed it, I really liked writing this chapter (I don't know why, I just did.) Please keep reviewing!