Professor Slughorn was in the middle of lecturing when James and Sirius walked in. The look he gave them was priceless.

"Is there a reason why you boys feel it necessary to come in fifteen minutes late?!"

"Yes sir."

After waiting a moment, "Well let's have it then!"

"Sir," Sirius shook a lock of hair out of his face; James and Peter knew that look, "We can't tell you on account of protecting our identities and those of our dearest friends. However, we can say that we were with Professor McGonagall."

This calmed him a little and he gave them the evil eye before continuing on. He didn't bother to start over, leaving James and Sirius with half of the instructions for the Girding potion. On the other hand, James was sure it was in the book somewhere and Peter had taken notes [surprised, yes.] in his henscratch handwriting. So their potion didn't turn out too terribly bad. Afterwards, they went to their dorm and sat in silence for a few minutes.

"It's not the same with out Moony. Even when he was sleeping through everything, at least he was there."

"I know what you mean. But he'll be okay; the healers will save him."

"Yeah but…he said he'd never fully recover…"

"No, he said he'd probably never fully recover; there's a difference. He will; he's a strong one. I bet he's trying to stay awake even as we speak so he can come back here."

"God I hope so; or else our grades are lost!"

They all had a good laugh at Peter's simpleness. Then James changed the subject.

"Pads, what was your fortune? You said you'd tell us later; we're alone now."

Sirius sighed deeply and bowed his head. "You won't want to hear it Prongs. It was weird…"

"Let me be the judge of that." James insisted, leaning in intently.

"Well it was a full moon. As the clouds moved, Moony changed. I ran to him and held him, trying to talk him through resisting it."

"That never works. He has to have his potion and even then…"

"There were three kids. And Snape."

"Snivillus?"

"Professor Snivillus Snape. Anyway, Moony changed anyway and tried to attack but I got him. Apparently I'm going to have an animagus of a dog. Then one of the kids," he looked at James intently, "Your kid, ran over to distract him from killing me. Then he just left and dementors swarmed around. That's all but…"

"Did you really say my kid? As in…"

"He wasn't just yours. He had Lily's eyes. And this scar on his forehead, shaped like a lightning bolt."

"So that's how you knew it'd be a boy…wow…but why would dementors swarm around you?"

"I don't know. But whatever the reason, I don't want to know it for real."

After that, the three tucked in to bed and slept with troublesome dreams of their fortunes and Remus. They all seemed to tie together somehow, which was okay for James and Sirius but Peter's fortune had been truly distressing. But crystal balls can't always be right, can they?