Argh... I am an idiot. I'm so sorry I took to long to update. I was diagnosed with this small thing called writer's block. Incredibly sorry.

I hope you like this chapter, although it doesn't feature the babies as much as the other chapters.

The night went painfully slow. Peter, James, and Remus all decided to sleep in the bathroom to keep away from Sirius. He was turning into a nightmare – a nightmare you couldn't wake up from. Apparently he was serious about his baby's missing head, and he wouldn't shut up about it. Peter, James, and Remus were all wide awake. Even from the bathroom, they could hear him.

"My poor poor baby!" he cried. "You lost your head, son, but you haven't lost your dignity! Just remember that Neville."

The other three had found it funny at first, but he was now preventing them from sleeping, and to make matters worse, Harry and George kept waking up. James and Remus were facing one another, with their fingers laced together, smiling at each other while Peter tended to his baby.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" screamed Sirius. Peter, James, and Remus all looked at one another instantly, trying to decide whether or not to see if Sirius was OK. None of them could really be bothered to check up on him, so they all resumed to what they were doing. After a while of silence, Sirius made another sound.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, HELP!"

"He's such a drama queen," muttered James, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Should we just see what's wrong with him?" asked Remus.

"No, because then he gets what he wants," said Peter. They all nodded, and decided to try and get back to sleep. Five minutes went by, and just as they were drifting off, Harry began crying.

"Oh, for god's sake," groaned James. He picked up Harry. "What do you want?" he asked the baby, who carried on crying.

"I think he wants fed," yawned Remus. "We haven't fed him for a while."

"You feed him," James said, handing him over to Remus. Remus held the baby back out for James to take.

"I'm not taking him to be fed," Remus said. "That means I'll have to go next door, and Sirius is in there."

"Well, I'm not going in there either."

James and Remus both looked at Peter, whose eyes widened.

"You're not sending me in there," he said. "I was clever, and brought my baby's things in with me, just so I didn't have to go in there."

"True," said James. "I guess we could both go in?"

"No. Seriously. I refuse," said Remus stubbornly, lying down to go back to sleep.

"FINE," shouted James. "I'll have to do it myself," he sighed. "I hope I come back alive."

"Me too," Remus said, grinning as James made his way to the door of the bathroom. When the door closed, Peter sat up, smiling.

"Let's lock the door," he said mischievously. Remus' face lit up.

"Ooh, great idea," he said, locking the door. They both laughed as they thought of poor James, being stuck in the room with Sirius.

The minutes passed, but no sound came from outside the door. Remus and Peter looked at each other every now and again in worry. It also worried them that James hadn't tried to open the door. Where was he? What was he doing?

"Shall we take a chance?" asked Peter after a while.

"What do you mean?"

"Should we open the door?"

"That's a dangerous idea, Pete," said Remus anxiously.

"What else can we do, though?" asked Peter. "We need to get James back, because your baby won't shut up."

"I guess you're right," said Remus finally. "We have to be careful Sirius doesn't spot us."

"Or else we'll never escape!"

"Yeah," said Remus. "This is why we're Gryffindor's! Let's do it!"

The two of them stood up – George in Peters hands and Harry in Remus' hands. Nervously, Remus reached for the door handle, and unlocked the door. They stood in silence, watching the door for a minute.

"Do you reckon it's safe?" whispered Peter. Remus nodded. Shakily, he grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open quickly – to get it over and done with.

The room was empty – no Sirius, no James.

"Where are they?" asked Remus.

"Why are you asking me?" asked Peter. "Obviously I don't know."

"Where do you think they went?"

"I have no idea," said Peter. "Should we go looking for them?"

"Maybe they're hiding somewhere," said Remus, peering under the bed.

"OH MY GOD!" screamed Peter, running back to the bathroom door. Remus looked around.

"WHAT?" he asked frantically. Peter looked petrified.

"The i-i-invisibility cloak!"

Remus gasped, running to join Peter in the doorway.

"Let's just wait here," he said. "They can't stay under there forever, and when they finally show themselves, we can easily shut the door again."

"Great idea."

Unfortunately, their plan failed. They both fell asleep in the doorway, and when they awoke, there was a strange noise filling the room. Remus wasn't sure if he wanted to open his eyes, but he knew he'd have to one day. He sat up with Harry still in his arms, and looked around at the room. Peter was sprawled out on the floor next to him, James was fast asleep in his bed, and Sirius was sitting on his own bed, staring at him.

"Er Sirius?"

"Yep?"

"You're kind of creeping me out," Remus said, looking at the boy anxiously.

"Why?"

"Never mind," Remus muttered, standing up. "What's that noise?"

"Never mind," imitated Sirius annoyingly. Peter grunted and woke up.

"Wha' my doin' on a floor?" he asked sleepily.

"I don't want to know what you've been doing on the floor with Remus, Pete," said Sirius in a horrified tone.

"Shut up," Remus said, walking to James' bed. He gave him a nudge, and James woke up immediately (as he was a light sleeper).

"What's up?" he asked tiredly.

"Where did you go last night? Did Sirius catch you?"

"Oh," James laughed. "He started going on about the headless baby, so we went to get it fixed by McGonagall. Unfortunately for poor Neville, it didn't work very well, so his baby makes strange noises now."

"Ah, so that's what all the noise is," said Remus apprehensively.

"You had to tell him," complained Sirius angrily. "OK guys, listen. I'm not happy with you. Any of you."

"Why?" Peter asked.

"Locking yourselves away in the bathroom to get away from me," Sirius pouted. "I shouted help and none of you even bothered to see what was wrong with me. I could've died!"

"Well, you didn't die, so it doesn't matter, does it?" Remus said, grinning.

"You wouldn't be saying that if you found me dead this morning. You'd be crying about how sad it is that poor poor Sirius – the handsomest boy in the school, with the most gorgeous eyes, and the most dashing smile – had died a tragic dead."

"I know I most certainly wouldn't be saying that," said Remus, and Sirius scowled at him. James cleared his throat, and everyone looked at him.

"Remus and I have something we'd like to tell you both," he said. Remus looked at him with wide eyes.

"No we don't," he said quickly.

"Rem, we do."

"Did I agree with you that we would tell them?" Remus asked angrily.

"Fine... Rem? Shall we tell them?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so."

"Please. They should know."

"Why should they?"

"Because we're your friends?" Peter suggested.

"And we love you," Sirius added with a cheesy grin.

"Oh my," James said suddenly. "If he loves us then we should be pretty scared."

"I know what you mean," Remus agreed, making Sirius pout again.

"Please tell us," said Peter. "We won't tell anyone if that's what you think..."

"Fine, tell them," said Remus, falling back on his bed in defeat.

"OK," James started, grinning. "Well you see, Remus and I found out recently that well, we um... we... Remus, a little help here?"

"I'm not helping. You're the one who wanted to tell them."

"Fine. OK. Great. Well. Er. You see. Um. Yeah. That's it."

"I'm lost," said Sirius.

"We wish," mumbled Remus quietly.

"Yeah mate, what the hell was that supposed to mean?" Peter asked, ignoring Remus' comment.

"Remus is an amazing kisser!" James blurted out. Remus felt himself turning scarlet, and let himself submerge under the duvet.

"How do you know that?" Sirius questioned suspiciously.

"Sirius? You're thick," said Peter. He turned to James. "So you and Remus are... you know... going out? Like, dating?"

"Yep," said James cheerfully.

"Wait wait wait! You and Remus have kissed each other?" Sirius asked.

"No, Sirius. They haven't," said Peter sarcastically.

"Oh... OK then."

"And Sirius?" Peter said. "Did you know the word 'gullible' isn't in the dictionary?"

"Siriusly?" asked Sirius in interest.

"Listen Sirius," said James. "Basically, Remus is my boyfriend."

"Your boyfriend?"

"Yep."

"So you're gay then?" he asked.

"No," Remus said, sitting up. "We're lesbians."

Peter laughed so loudly that his baby began crying. "Oh man," he moaned. "That's wonderful by the way, guys. I'm glad you two can be together. If that's what makes you happy..."

"Thanks Pete," Remus smiled.

"I never expected that," said Sirius.

"Well, I never expected you to knock your baby's head off but there you go," said James, making Remus laugh.

"Not my fault," said Sirius quickly. "Yeah. That's great guys. I'm happy for you."

"Thanks," said James. "That means we can officially kiss in front of you now."

Without warning, James lunged at Remus and pulled him into a snog. Peter and Sirius stared at each other for a moment before bursting out laughing at the scene in front of them.

"They kiss like you and Mary," commented Sirius.

"They kiss like you and McGonagall," said Peter.

"No. McGonagall and I have a sort of unique snog. Nobody could ever imitate it."

"I can't believe you said that with a straight face," said Peter, laughing.

"Well, what can I say? I'm Sirius."

Oh my... Sirius is just crazy XDD

I think I was in a strange mood writing this... it seems a little bit... weird to me XP

Poor Sirius though... everyone's avoiding him XD