A/N: This one is about Remus finally crossing his James-is-kind-of-scary feeling. The last fic had that too. But more of a Well-its-a-game-so-why-not-listen-to-the-bloke sort of feeling.

Warning: This is slash. But you already knew that, so who cares?

Disclaimer: Please don't rub it in…

Summary: An accident in Potions causes Remus to revert back to age 6! Now let's see what our heroes are to do!

Remember:

"Blah"- talking

Blah- thoughts

Blah- talking in animal form/emphasis on words.

Blah- Eh, self explanatory

Chapter Five

Previous

"Hey Remus," James said. "Do you want to know a game I played when I was a kid like you?" Remus blinked. "You were a kid?" he asked incredulously. Sirius hid his laugh behind his hand. James gave him a good pinch. "'Course I was. But just because don't act like one," he sent a nice glare at Sirius, "doesn't mean I wasn't."

Remus shrugged and sat on the floor with Sirius and James. "Sure. What game did you play?" Remus asked. James gave a big grin. To be honest it some what made Remus a little paranoid. But heck- it was a game. So he went along and played with James.

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"Want to play, child? I won't hurt you."

Liar.

"Come closer little one…"

I don't want to.

"Don't be afraid."

But it hurts!

"Your daddy owes us."

So why hurt me?

"You have such pretty eyes…"

Please! Let me go!

"Stop running!"

I can't!

"Stop!"

PLEASE!

"I said-"

I'm sorry!

"YOU'RE MINE!"

"NO!"

Remus screamed. He thrashed about in his sleep, tangling Sirius's blankets. Sirius wasn't there though; he was out getting some breakfast. But James was there. He promised Sirius he would be. Just encase something like this happened.

James was sitting quietly making an extra copy of notes for Remus so he could give Lily the ones she let him. James head jerked up at the sound of Remus's frightened voice. He dashed to Sirius's bed fast. He shook his friend. "Remus! Remus!" he called.

Remus jerked awake. His eyes were wide and very near tears. James stopped shaking Remus, relived that the boy was alright. Remus sniffled and turned away from James. It was de ja vu. This was like second year up in the library. "Hey Remus... What's wrong?" he asked.

Remus shook his head fiercely. James put a hand on Remus shoulder. The boy involuntarily flinched. James lifted it lightly. Before he could stop his mouth a question came out, "He taught you crying was wrong, didn't he?" Remus looked up, his eyes bright. Remus bit his lip and looked away again. He nodded.

James put his hand firmly on Remus's shoulder again. "It's okay to cry. He was wrong. It's okay now." James voice was soft… and so brave. Remus felt himself give in. He fell into James open arms. He sobbed openly for the first time in a very long while.

"I told him no! I told him no!" Remus yelled into James shirt. He pulled at the fabric. James hugged him and rocked him back and forth. He encouraged him in whispers. "I ran… I ran away!" Remus began to hiccup.

"I know…" James said as he rubbed Remus's back slowly. "He still came! He still came… And he bit me… It hurt so much." Remus sobbed again. "But he was so nice to me. I thought that maybe… but he turned me!" James hugged Remus tight, suddenly he was thankful Sirius missed this.

What would Sirius have done if he saw all this?

Remus pulled away suddenly. "Please, please don't tell! I promise; I'll do whatever you want! Just please! Don't send me back… Don't send me back…" Remus voice squeaked and went dead. James sighed. He got down to Remus eye level. "I promise you, I will never tell. Not ever. I won't send you back if it's the last thing I do."

Remus looked up in awe. He choked back a noise. "Really?" He asked quietly. James smiled. Remus found that it was genuine. "Really, really." He answered. Maybe, just maybe, Remus could trust James…

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Sirius had got back to the dormitory to find James on the floor still copying Remus's notes. Remus sat on the bed trying to throw things in James direction, but kept missing. One bounced off the floor and hit James on the nose. He sneezed. "How much was that one?" Remus asked. James counted in his head. "Ten."

Remus caught Sirius at the door. "Yeah! Food!" Remus hopped over to Sirius and cutely held out his hands for a plate of food. Sirius handed him a plate just the tiniest bit confused. Last time he checked, Remus was somewhat scared of James. Remus took the plate and thanked Sirius. He sat down and started eating.

Sirius walked over to James and sat down by him. "Um… Prongs, what's wrong Remus?" he asked. James stopped copying notes long enough to look at Sirius. He smiled a little secret smile. "Nothing Siri." He said. He went back to the notes. Sirius blinked. He supposed he would just have to take that answer.

Remus had been watching out of the corner of his eye. He smiled to himself as James finished and handed Sirius the notes. Before James left Remus ran up and gave the older boy a great big hug. "Thank you…" Remus whispered. James nodded and left.

Sirius watched curiously. Remus came back to his spot on the floor and choked down on more food. "What was that about Remus?" Sirius had to ask. Remus looked up with a smile, some syrup on his cheek. "Nothing Siri." He said. Sirius blushed at the cute image and nickname. He shook it away though and pouted.

"Weirdoes conspiring against me…" he muttered. Remus gave a little giggle and gave him a hug too, just so he wouldn't feel left out. "Now go finish breakfast." Sirius ordered playfully. Remus nodded and went back to his food. Well, at least it's an improvement. Sirius thought. But I wonder what will happen next…

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A/N: I know, I know. It was short. But it was really sweet. Plus you got a slight glimpse at the sad truth that is a werewolf's past. So, review if you dare.