Remus leant back in his chair, eyes fixed upon a spot on his desk. He was sat in his office, now fully aware that it was daytime, but not caring, thoughts still on his strange encounter with Corbin earlier that morning.

What had he been doing up that early in the morning? Why had he been outside?

Remus couldn't help but feel slightly curious. He had not been able to sleep well either last night, but for probably some different reasons then Corbin. The full moon was approaching. A week away. He shuddered at the thought, and closed his eyes, almost jumping out of his skin when a heavy hand fell on his shoulder.

He sharply turned his head, only to meet worried eyes.

"You all right?"

Sirius looked down at him, frowning slightly, hair looking ruffled. Remus nodded.

"Yeh. I'm fine. Thanks for asking though."

Sirius took this for half an answer and sat down in the chair opposite him.

"You look tired."

Remus laughed off this comment.

"I am a bit. Didn't sleep much."

Realization dawned on Sirius, and he nodded understandingly.

"Full moon soon?"

"Yeh. A week or so."

Remus sighed and rubbed his forehead, forgetting about Sirius for a moment.

"I'm going with you, right?" Sirius asked, breaking his thoughts.

Remus looked up and smiled.

"Of course you are Padfoot…" he said, causing his friend to grin. "That is, unless you don't want to of cour-"

"Of course I do!" interrupted Sirius, raising his eyebrows.

They sat in silence for a while before Sirius piped up with something again.

"Something else is bothering you."

His blunt tone made Remus look up at his friend and raise an accusing eyebrow.

"How did you know?"

Sirius shrugged.

"I can tell these things. I'm physic..."

Remus chuckled.

"You were never good at that stuff."

Sirius pretended to be offended, and gasped.

"Yes, I did! Remember? The teacher said I had the inner eye! Seer blood in my veins."

"That was a load of rubbish, and you know it." Remus laughed at his friend.

Sirius pouted, looking rather like a puppy, then brightened a bit.

"There's a quidditch match soon, isn't there?"

"Yes Sirius."

"Harry's going to be playing!"

Remus drifted off as Sirius began to talk rather quickly about the importance of quidditch, and how much it had affected others back at school….

"Remus…"

"Huh?"

"You weren't listening to me."

"Yes…I was!" Remus could tell by Sirius's knowing expression that he knew he was lying. "All right, maybe I wasn't."

"Ha! Knew it! Don't understand why you didn't want to listen though….or maybe…."

Sirius trailed off, and looked at his friend with a new expression, causing Remus to be confused.

"You changed the subject." Said Sirius, awed.

"From what?"

"From what you were thinking about earlier, that you never told me."

"Ah…"

"Remus…" said Sirius, warningly.

Remus rolled his eyes at his friend's impatience, and leant forward.

"Fine, let me speak then…. You know Corbin…. Corbin Akren…"

He waited for Sirius's reaction, and sure enough, Sirius showed a sign of recognition and leant forward as well, pushing his hair out of the way.

"The kid that reminds me of you."

Remus sighed and nodded.

"Yes. Him."

"What about him…?"

"I met him today at about six in the morning."

"Six?"

"Yeh."

"What was he doing up then?"

"I don't know. That's the problem."

The two friends each shared looks of confusion, before Sirius broke the silence.

"Maybe its time to ask Harry and Ron if they found out anything yet."

"I'm not sure…its like we're spying on the boy…"

"Yeh, well, he's acting strange. If anything, friends will help him."

"Look, he's entitled to his privacy. Although I want to help him, I cant, unless he shares out information with me. I wont force him, Sirius."

Sirius sighed and ran a hand through his hair, eyes looking over Remus casually as he did so.

"I'm still asking Harry, Remus. But I wont push or anything. Anyway, if things get worse, we can always mention it to Dumbledore, cant we?"

Remus smiled.

"Yeh. Yes we can."

Corbin laughed as he watched Harry make a swift dive downward, falling at an incredible speed before picking himself back up again. Ron laughed as well beside him, whilst Hermione made a small gasp.

He had come to watch quidditch practise with them all, and to be honest, he was enjoying it…

Hermione, eyes still locked on Harry's form, a worried expression on her face, finally broke her gaze and pulled out a book from her bag, opening it to a certain page and starting to read, occasionally glancing up to check on Harry. Corbin, curious as to see what she was reading, peered over her shoulder, smiling slightly as he recognized the book 'History of Magic.'

As though sensing his presence for the first time, she looked up, directly at him, then smiled as well.

"Have you read this yet?" she motioned towards the book in her lap. Corbin, thoroughly surprised at the kindness in her voice, nodded in a daze then answered properly.

"It's a brilliant book. I've read it loads of times."

Hermione's smile widened, and, abandoning her book, she turned round to face him properly and began to chat with him on the goblin strikes mentioned in the first few chapters, listening carefully as Corbin expressed his opinions on the matters. For a few moments, they shared an interesting conversation, and Corbin felt…slightly normal for once.

"You know, I've never been so scared in my life."

Hermione and Corbin turned to see Ron, staring at both of them, an awed and disgusted look on his face. He motioned towards Hermione's book, then the sky.

"How can you talk about books when quidditch practise is on? I mean, its quidditch!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, but Corbin, feeling slightly irritated, but a bit shameful, turned to look as Harry swirled mid-air on his broomstick. He could see Hermione out of the corner of his eye watching him, before turning back to her book. Her gaze had felt weird, almost as though she had been watching him intently for a reason, but he brushed off these thoughts as Ron shuffled closer to him.

"Ever played quidditch before, Corbin?"

Corbin shook his head, before replying.

"To tell the truth, I've never really ridden a broom before."

He turned to see Ron, who had grown suspiciously quiet after he had said that, only to see the red-head had paled considerably.

"…Never….never…ridden a broom? Before? Ever?" he croaked out, raising his eyebrows.

Corbin shrugged, not minding. He preferred books. He had never needed to ride a broom before…

"Well, I think-" started Ron, before being rudely cut off by Hermione, who had by now snapped her book shut and punched Ron on the arm, a distasteful expression on her face.

"Ron! The whole world does not revolve around quidditch! Can't you have a decent conversation for once…?"

Ron pouted.

"Hermione, quidditch is amazing. I don't get why you don't like it…I mean-"

Hermione grabbed Corbin and pulled him up, catching him off-guard. Ron stared at them both.

"Me and Corbin are going to the library. We'll meet you there."

Before Corbin realized what was happening, the bushy-haired girl was dragging him towards the school, and into the library, pushing him into a seat and taking the opposite one. Corbin stared.

"Sorry…" Hermione said, whilst smiling weakly at him, "It would have done my head in to stay there any longer and listen to Ron's bickering. He really needs to get his priorities right. Anyway, I had a feeling you'd prefer it here, if anywhere else."

Corbin ran a hand through his hair and grinned sheepishly before answering.

"Thanks…"

Hermione nodded understandingly and fumbled with a book, before opening it. She pushed it towards Corbin, finger on a picture and paragraph.

"In DADA, I think we're going to be learning about vampires. Might be good to check some information out, be prepared you know…"

Corbin, not particularly in the mood for studying, but not in the mood for being outside in the cold either, nodded eagerly and pulled out a parchment and a quill.

Sirius waited outside his and Remus's classroom expectantly, listening carefully for the one voice he would recognize anywhere. Soon enough it came and he grinned to himself, stepping out into the way of two walking pupils. Harry and Ron stared up at him.

"You ok, Sirius?" asked Harry, worry evident on his face.

Sirius felt the need to hug his godson, but restrained himself and motioned for them to follow him. The two looked at each other and shrugged, before entering the classroom.

Remus sat at his desk, nose in a book, before looking up at them, smiling.

"Hey Remus." They both chorused at him, and he nodded back. Sirius took a place beside him and the two boys sat opposite.

"Erm, what's the problem?" asked Ron.

Sirius shrugged and shared a look with Remus before answering.

"Just wondering if you had found out anything else about Corbin yet."

Harry shrugged and Ron nodded slightly.

"We've become friends with him," started Harry, smiling, "He's pretty cool actually."

Remus leaned forward, a pleased expression on his face.

"Good. It looked like he needed friends. Care to elaborate further? "

Harry tilted his head.

"Do you really want me to go into detail about the stuff over the past few days?"

"Yes." Replied both Sirius and Remus at once.

"Okay," began Harry. "Fine. Well, he's started hanging around with us. He reads a lot. He's a bit quiet though, but altogether he's basically normal and-"

Ron cut him off, eyeing his friend, before turning to the professors.

"Harry's missed out some stuff."

Harry frowned at Ron, confusion etched on his features.

"No, I haven't."

"You have. What about all the small things? …Like whenever we go to bed he refuses to get changed in front of us. And whenever we mention our pasts or ask him something about his, he'll stiffen up."

"He's never ridden a broom before either." He hastily added, earning a few raised eyebrows from the others.

For a moment, they sat in silence, doused in their thoughts, before Remus spoke.

"Does Hermione know about any of this?"

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