Sirius slowly sat up, shaking his head like a dog attempting to unclog water from its' ears, but he soon stopped as it hurt too much. He opened his eyes wearily, afraid of confirming what he already assumed; he was in the hospital wing. But there was no hiding from it and as soon as he opened them a tad the white-washed walls were already glaring at him in that disapproving way everything about hospitals succeeded in doing. He snapped them shut again groaning inwardly. What had happened to his broomstick? Someone must have jinxed it, but who? One answer sprung to mind instantaneously. Snape. God damn him, he would pay for this! James and Remus and Peter would make su- He stopped the thought in it's tracks. James wasn't talking to him, which meant Peter wasn't talking to him and Remus... Well, he had no clue where Remus was. With a fierce jolt in his stomach he realised he may never see Remus again, never hear Remus again...
'Sirius!' A soft voice exclaimed. He knew that voice.
His eyes if anything grew wider still as Sirius whipped round in his bed, right beside Remus' own.
'Remus?' He choked slightly, 'WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?' He yelled.
'Shhh!' Remus gestured wildly at the matron's office. 'I have a virus.' He felt very unclean when lying to people, especially people who matter as much to him as Sirius did. But he knew he had to do it, otherwise Sirius would never speak to him again. He wasn't protecting himself, he was protecting Sirius, wasn't he? 'What happened to you?' He quickly switched the subject hoping Sirius wouldn't notice.
'I was flying and, well, I don't quite know what happened- but I sort of fell off-' Sirius blushed.
'How come James and Peter didn't save you?' Remus asked, wide-eyed with shock and concern.
'They weren't there, we- err- we aren't speaking.' Sirius mumbled, fiddling with the corner of the bed sheet.
'What!' Remus bolted upright, instantly regretting the sudden movement. 'Why?' He grimaced and eased himself back onto the pillows in what he hoped was a subtle fashion praying Sirius hadn't noticed his weakness.
Sirius did notice. He also knew Remus was lying to him. A virus? Yet right. It stung to know that after all the trouble worrying about Remus had caused him, Remus wasn't even going to have the decency to tell the truth?
'Erm, I, well, I don't know really. ' Sirius daren't meet Remus' eye and kept his firmly planted on the white bed spread.
Remus glared into the side of Sirius' head. Well if Sirius wasn't going to tell the truth then he certainly wasn't going to feel guilty about lying.
'Oh really?' He arched an eyebrow.
No, Sirius couldn't sit here and blatantly lie to Remus. God damn him! Why of all people did Sirius have to love someone so irritatingly beautifully truth-inducing?
'No,' He sighed deeply Here goes nothing, 'I was really freaked out when I saw your bed was empty at like 1:00 in the morning and I couldn't find you so I went down to the common room to wait on you and I guess I fell asleep. James was waking me up and I think I broke his nose,' Remus couldn't help but snort with laughter, 'I'm not sure on that one so don't quote me and he stormed off and we haven't really talked since.' Sirius drew breath and continued before Remus could interrupt, 'But I was really worried about you all day and I couldn't concentrate and I decided to go flying, do not ask why. Well, that's how I got here I guess but the main thing is I was so scared and I kept thinking the worst and, Christ I just sort of flipped out all day. So what really happened to you?' Sirius finished daring to finally look into Remus' eyes. His mouth was hanging open slightly and his eyes were the size of dinner plates.
Remus knew that he had heard the truth. The whole truth. Now it was his turn. But he couldn't, could he? Sirius cared about him, Sirius had been worried about him. And Remus knew as soon as he told the truth, all that would change. But he had to, what if it was different, what if Sirius understood? Yet Remus knew he wouldn't. But he owed it to Sirius. He took a deep breath of his own and broke the eye contact.
'I have something to tell you,' Sirius looked like he was about to break in and Remus held up a hand, 'Let me speak first, this is difficult for me. I have a- a problem. When I was smaller, I had an accident. I was bitten.' He hung his head with shame, 'I can't remember how it happened I just woke up a week later and my own parent's and brother, Romulus were suddenly terrified of me. Every full moon I change. Sirius, I-I'm a wer-I'm a werewolf.' His eyes burned with unshed tears. Sirius didn't say anything. He's disgusted, Remus thought bitterly, He can't even look at me never mind speak to me. For it was true, Sirius was staring pointedly in the other direction. Remus turned his face to the window, staring blankly at the pitch, and curled up in a very small ball, tears coursing silently down his cheeks. For he knew he had just lost the best friend he had ever had.