It was a particularly grueling Monday. There had been storms all weekend so everyone was itching to get out of the castle. But due to the amount of homework the teachers assigned over the weekend, everyone was now stressed on top of everything. Tensions had run high among second year Gryffindors. The fight between Ursula, James, and Sirius had the rest of their friends trying not to pick sides. Still, Ben and Elyse were often seen more with Ursula while Peter and Remus went off with James and Sirius. The Blacks and Potter wouldn't even look at each other; only sending glares at each other's direction.

Fed up with all the immaturity, their friends devised a plan.

"Ben, I don't get why I can't hear you play in the common room." Ursula complained as he practically dragged her up the boy's stairs.

He rolled his eyes exasperated, "I've told you – I don't want to play in front of all of Gryffindor just yet."

"You're going to have to eventually, you know; you have a concert in a couple of months."

He didn't answer but opened the door the slightest bit, "Ready Elyse?" Ben asked loudly.

"What?" Ursula asked, trying to pull away but Ben held steady.

"Yeh!" Elyse shouted back.

There was the sound of pounding feet as Ben threw the door open. Elyse was sprinting out of the door and the second she was out, Ben slammed the door. There were shouts of pain following the loud bang as two twelve year old boys hit the door. Before Ursula could fully comprehend what was happening, Ben threw open the door again and practically tossed her in the room.

She tripped over the bodies of her brother and his friend. In an unfortunate footing choice, James doubled over as he was hit where no man should ever be hit. Ursula ended up sprawled out on the nasty floor (Honestly, did they clean? She had to wonder) while Sirius got up and tried to force the door open.

"Let us out!" He shouted.

"Not until you sort everything out. We charmed the door; until you guys make up it won't open. Hope to see you soon- I want to sleep in my bed tonight." With that, Ben's and Elyse's footsteps were heard going down the staircase.

The three refused to look at each other for fifteen minutes. James and Sirius went to settle on their beds while Ursula went over to what she thought was Remus's bed (it was the cleanest looking) and sat down.

Finally, James couldn't handle the silence anymore. He sat up and faced the almost identical looking twins,

"Okay, since neither of you two wants to start, I guess I will; I'm not sorry I told our friends what happened to you and Sirius," he said, focusing on Ursula's face.

Her eyes flashed with anger, "You complete git! If you were my friend then you wouldn't have said anything!"

Something inside of James snapped. He stood up and glared at Ursula, "If you were our friend you would realize how worried we were! We spent the whole summer not knowing what was happening to you two and we were bloody terrified! Hell, I was ready to jump on my broom and follow Fuego to your house to rescue you sorry excuses for friends."

Ursula stared up at him in shock, her jaw just hanging down. Never before had someone shown that they cared that much about them. Sure, James had defended them in the past, but after spending a whole summer with just her mother, she never thought about how her and her brother's lies would affect their friends. But then she thought of the fear that coursed through her veins; the thought flying through her head that she might be beaten to death by her mother at age twelve. James still had no right.

"You know what Potter? I don't know what you and the rest of them went through but don't even compare that to what I went through. While you were imagining bad things happening to me and my brother, I was imagining what would happen if my mother actually loved me. When you were thinking about Quidditch, I was thinking that I was going to die in my kitchen!" Tears welled up in her eyes and she hastily wiped them away.

She suddenly felt herself wrapped in strong arms. Ursula leaned into James's chest and cried for the first time about what happened that night. She clung to him and almost completely soaked the front of his plain grey shirt in tears. He didn't care at all though; he just wrapped his arms tighter around her.

He bent his head down and whispered in her ear, "You don't have to be the martyr all the time; we're here for you."

She shook her head into his chest and cried harder. She felt the bed dip behind her and she felt a comforting hand on her back, rubbing small circles.

"Just let it out Sissy," Sirius comforted her.

She pulled away from James a few minutes later and settled herself between him and Sirius. She leaned her head gently on Sirius's shoulder. James put a hand on her shoulder,

"You know you don't need to keep secrets from us right? You're not at your house anymore. I think we've made it pretty clear we don't judge."

"Not too harshly at least." Sirius added.

Ursula laughed softly, "We judge. We just don't care."

James rolled his eyes, "Must you always challenge everything I say!" He asked, exasperated.

"Duh, you little, loveable git," She said fondly, reaching up to mess up his hair. He tried to swat her away but she dodged his hands and danced away from the bed. She walked towards Remus's bed to grab her bag. Pausing a moment, she noticed the still packed trunk and perfectly made bed. It looked like it hadn't been slept in for days. Thinking about it…

"Guys," She said seriously, "how long has Remus been missing?"

She hadn't really noticed him gone; she was too angry with James and Sirius and plus, he seemed to side with them so she hadn't got to see him as often as she usually would have.

James and Sirius seemed to realize her implication, "Do you think something happened to him? He said that his mom was sick again, Dumbledore took him home." Sirius explained.

Ursula's brows furrowed and she spun on her heals to face the two unconcerned boys.

"That's impossible."

"Why?" James asked as he quickly changed shirts.

Ursula turned back to look at the perfectly made bed, "Dumbledore hasn't been in school the last four days; Ben's dad is being sworn in as Minister of Magic this week and Dumbledore is organizing the swearing in ceremony."

James and Sirius gave each other a surprised look, shocked that neither of them put it together before. How could they have missed Dumbledore missing from dinner the last four nights? That man was about as hard to find as a chair in the middle of an empty room.

"So where's Remus then?" James asked slowly.

Ursula shrugged, surprise and confusion clear as day on her face, "I don't know." She said softly and slowly.

The three of them stood still, all thinking to themselves, 'Where is he?'

Tell me you thoughts! I know there wasn't much going on in this chapter but it is the last one that really isn't completely vital to the story as a whole, but I think the end is a bit of foreshadowing for what is to come for our favorite werewolf. To say that thoughts like the last one will become uncommon would be a complete lie.