A/N: I would like to thank everyone for their wonderful support! Thank you so much! You're feed back really helps me. Hopefully this makes up for the somewhat lacking chapters in the past.

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 Seven

Previous

Sirius grabbed James arm. "Time to talk." He growled low. Sirius turned sharply. "Do me a favor and watch over Remus, Pete. I have to do some thing with James." Pete jumped at the specific order from Sirius. He nodded and fiercely eyed Remus. Poor Remus looked so perplexed. Sirius left with his friend before more feelings popped up unannounced.

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Sirius once looked up the phrase, "mind grappling." Or one should say he tried to look it up in the dictionary. In the end he couldn't find it and asked Remus what it meant. Remus tilted his head and asked why Sirius needed to know. Sirius just shook his head and ran away.

The reason was because his thought was, I have a mind grappling problem concerning my weird behavior to my best friend. Amazing, Sirius had no clue what it meant. He just knew it was the truth. Thus it is why Sirius was dragging James to a secluded part of the common room; to talk about his weird behavior.

"James!" he whined, exasperated by the fast pace he had getting away from Remus and Peter. James sat patiently in a chair opposite Sirius. "I think there's something seriously wrong with me." James was about to open his mouth but Sirius held up a hand. "No puns please." He asked. James snapped his fingers in dismay.

Sirius put his head into his hands. "James, please. Now is not the time to fool around. I'm worried." Sirius was almost at the end of his rope. He heard James sigh and could literally feel him take off his glasses to rub his eyes. "Okay, mate. Go on and spill your soul to Dr. Prongs." James knew this would happen sooner or later, he was just hoping for later.

Sirius looked up weakly to give him a grin. It quickly faded as Sirius looked at his hands. "Well… lately, I've been having really strange dreams." Sirius started. He sighed and looked into the flames of the fireplace. "I'm taking wet dreams. I couldn't remember who they were about though." James glasses reflected Sirius in the orange glow of fire.

"I've also noticed Remus is… I mean, I've just been staring at him. I'm doing nothing but staring sometimes. Sometimes I have really weird thoughts. And sometimes I blush like crazy. It's a good thing he's kind of oblivious." Sirius laughed a little bit in irony. "But… I don't know. There is a time when he'll drive me nuts because he won't do anything but read or I don't know what he's thinking."

Sirius scratched his hand in a fury. "His obliviousness ticks me off too! Everyone is always staring at him and he doesn't notice! He just goes on and on and on, like he's teasing everyone! God, even I'm not that evil!" Sirius tore his eyes from the embers and kicked at the floor. He sighed and crossed his arms.

"I worry constantly about his puny arse and I don't think he notices. Like all last week during those stupid forms…" the boy felt his voice fade away. James expression didn't change any. But, James knew what Sirius was refusing to admit. He was refusing to admit he was in love with Remus. "So…? What's your point Sirius? I've noticed these things too." James said carefully. Sirius head snapped up, eyes flashing at James.

"What are you saying Potter?" Sirius felt the words flow venomously without his consent. James felt the side of his mouth cork up. Got'im. Sirius mistook this sign for something else. "Answer me." Sirius seethed getting to his feet. James looked at his fingernails, cleaning out the dirt. This didn't help Sirius any. Is James saying what I think he's saying?

Sirius snarled and brought James up to face by his collar. "I asked you what you were saying!" Sirius spat out. James turned his head, evading Sirius's flying spit. He nodded to a group of first years who were quickly shuffling out of the common room to avoid Sirius's anger.

"What I am saying is Remus is a very attractive boy, any one would want a piece of him." James explained nonchalantly. Sirius stared opened mouth at James statement. He pushed James back in his chair. "You sick-"Sirius began but James laughed at his attempt.

"Me, sick? No, I'm being honest. That's what your point was, right? Your sexual dreams are about Remus?" James asked, wiping his glasses as if they were discussing homework. Sirius stepped back at the unexpected question. He really shouldn't have been so surprised; he knew James was smart, he just wasn't expecting him to be so blunt.

James put his glasses back on and smiled at his friend. Sirius stood there for a moment and roughly put a sentence together. "What do I do then?" James sat back, kicking up his legs on a table. "Well… It sounds to me like-" James was saying specifically as to be interrupted by Sirius.

"I don't love him." Sirius ground out. James gave him another secret smile. "Actually, I was going to say you wanted to snog his brains out. I had no intention of love. Looks like some one has a guilty conscious." James teased. Sirius flushed and turned away from Prongs.

"Goddamit Potter! You set that up!" Sirius accused. James stared at him for a while. Sirius shot him an ugly look. "What?" came his nasty tone. Sirius face fell slightly when James didn't do anything. Sirius sighed and flopped back down on the couch. "What's wrong with loving Remus?" James asked incredulously.

Sirius watched the glow of red sparks dance about the black log. "It doesn't work Jamsie." Sirius answered quietly. The messy haired boy squashed the urge to give Sirius a pity hug. "So you've thought of this before." Sirius nodded and gave a tiny smile again. "Remus isn't gay. I know, I've watched him."

James growled deep in his throat. "Don't put labels on things Sirius. You sound like the Blacks of old." Sirius winced at the ice in James voice. "'Oh look at me, I'm gay! I'm bi! I'm straight!' Goddammit. Stop putting a label on love." James vented and stood above Sirius. Sirius couldn't look up.

"Look at yourself Padfoot! Is this really you! Whining and giving up!" James yelled and swung his hands around in his anger. "A few moments ago you were ready to beat me to a bloody pulp because I said Remus was a sex object! Now you're sitting here feeling sorry for yourself because you won't admit you love him you dumb git!"

Sirius felt his fists ball up. "What was that?" he asked cracking his knuckles. "You heard me! I called you a git, said Remus was good for nothing but sex, and you don't love him!" James twisted his words. Sirius shot up and lunged. James eyes went wide in the unexpected move. He dove under the table.

Sirius hit the table with his stomach and rolled off to the floor falling on his back with a loud thud. Sirius groaned and curled up in a ball. By now everyone had run from the common room. James sat under the table catching his breath from the horror that was Sirius's attack.

James crawled to Sirius, he made to help him but the Black boy just swatted him away. James tried again and got whacked on the side of the head. He gave a yelp and rubbed the poor spot. "Look Siri, I'm sorry. I was just pissed. I didn't mean it." James sighed and once again made to help Sirius. He was just kicked in the knee cap.

Sirius stood up, holding his side and walked back up to the dormitory without so much as a sideways glance at James. James sat on the ground rubbing the back of his neck. Great. Now I've done it. I've made the situation even worse…

"Potter?" came a lovely shocked voice. James turned his head, glasses askew, to see a pretty red head looking at him curiously.

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A few hours later, beside the lake on their chilly afternoon, Lily and James sat skipping stones across the glass surface. Lily was shaking her head, red ringlets fell over her eyes and she pushed them away. "Oh wow Potter. You really did make a mess of things now." The Evans girl said, her breath making wispy puffs of air.

James groaned and hid his face in his arms. "I should have just let Sirius rant… Damn! I'm so stupid!" James felt like banging his head on something. Lily sighed at James dramatics. She gave him a pinch on the leg, making him jump at the pain and the touch. He blinked when he saw Lily smiling slightly.

"What are you so shocked for Potter?" she asked a tiny mischievous smirk on her features. James felt his face heat up. Great, now is a good time for all my charm to fly out the window! Gah! Think of some thing to say Prongs! Think! "Uhhh…" was his eloquent answer. Oh yeah, that's better. Now he really wanted to bang his head on something.

Lily found herself staring into James hazel eyes. She knew he was a good friend, she really did. It was just until this moment did all of it actually register for her. Internally she sighed. Now if only he wasn't a prick, he might be kind of cute. A little bell went off in her red head. Did I just think that POTTER was cute?

All of a sudden it registered that the boy had actually said some thing to her. "… So what would you do?" he asked, looking at the ice covered grass. She blinked and had to think back to the previous conversation. Oh, yes, Sirius and Remus. That was it. She gave a cough to clear her throat.

"Well, honestly, it is none of my business." Lily watched James pull out grass blade by blade. James hand hesitated for a second before picking a new blade. "But, if you want to know the truth, I think I would go and apologize." Lily added slowly. James sighed and his hand stopped what it was doing to smooth back his hair.

"Easy for you to say… Sirius doesn't forgive easily." James tried explaining. Lily sighed and flopped back on the grass. "Alright, fine. Don't take my advice. I don't even see why Black is so pissy in the first place." The Evans girl huffed. James looked down at her, enjoying the way her eyes glinted in the fading sun.

"That's because you don't Sirius like I do," James started. Lily gave a snort and interrupted with, "Sure I do. He's an egotistical bastard who can't get his head out side his arse." James gave a chuckle. Lily found it suited him quiet well. "Okay, I'll give you that." He said. The girl found her face heat up the tiniest bit.

James wasn't looking though; he was faced toward the sunset watching the blazing ball sink in a purple horizon. "That boy… He has been alone his whole life. He keeps it all in and denies it. It has always worked that way. But it can't work anymore." James thought back to Sirius and the way he was doubled upon himself in the common room.

Lily watched silently as James eyes from behind his glasses. Absently she wondered what would happen if she took them off. Is that what made James see his friends so clearly? Lily sighed and sat up slowly. James barely turned to her. "Maybe it's because, he knows it this time." She softly said. The dark hair boy sighed after awhile.

"I think it's time for us to go in now." The Stag-Boy said. He got up and dusted off. He then offered Lily his hand. She raised an arched eyebrow, getting up on her own. James shrugged and stuck his hand in his pocket. So off they went in comfortable silence, the twinkling stars on their heels.

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Sirius eyes were trained on the moon. For awhile now he couldn't find the night sky as interesting as when it contained a moon. Tonight was the first night of the half moon. The crescent moon was his favorite. He liked to think of it as a bed for the Sirius star to lie on when it grew tired of its position in the sky.

He had done a lot of thinking and looking at the moon in the last few weeks. He sighed for the umpteenth time since his fight with James. James had brought up everything that had been bugging him lately. Sirius found his eyes had once again landed on the sight of the sleeping Remus. Am I…? Sirius quickly turned his head to the dark sky once morning.

Sirius would rather not think about all these weird emotions that just kept coming up. His grey eyes wandered over to the werewolf once more. "What's wrong with loving Remus?" James asked incredulously. Sirius sighed, his hand lingering dangerously close to Remus' cherubic face. Sirius closed his eyes and brought his hand down to his side.

Everything, James… Everything is wrong with loving Remus. The grey eyed young man felt his hand clench. He can only choose one mate… Look at me… In love with my best friend who is a boy and currently six. I'm disgusting. "He would never choose me." Sirius thoughts tumbled from his lips and into his hands. Oh how Sirius wished for his crescent moon…

TBC

A/N: Okay, sorry for the long wait, didn't mean to do that. I've been busy with other fics and school work. Review me about it if you're confused. I clear it up, so, TTFN!