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A/N: ... So, sorry guys for the last chapter :/. Anyway, back to the story. -.- (This chapter, by the way, is split into two parts. Next chapter you get the rest of the scene at the end of this chappie!)
A/N: In case you have forgotten, Madam Pomfrey was an assistant and Madam Eller was the Healer.
Sirius woke up with a shaky gasp.
"I hate you, Snape," Sirius growled, ripping off his bedsheets and then climbing out. Immediately, he fell on his face.
The noise alerted Madam Eller and she rushed out, trying to steady him as he tried standing up.
"I'm fine - No, seriously, I am," he muttered, trying to wave her away.
She clicked her tongue at him and shook her head.
"You fell out of your bed! It could cause serious damage, as your head is soft as it is!"
Sirius frowned. He was a Beater, for goodness sake! Why was his head so easy to get damaged?
As though reading his mind, Madam Eller hurriedly added, "It's not because you're soft. It's more to do with the fact that everyone keeps on hurting you. You have to recover! Now, sit down while I check if you're ready to be discharged."
Sirius complied with a heavy sigh and sat down on his bed.
As the nurse fussed over him, he wondered how Snape knew...
Madam Eller uttered a sound of surprise.
"Oh! You're ready to be discharged?" she said, her voice rising at the end, making it a question. "That can't be right..." She shook her head and checked him again.
"You've healed pretty quick. Perhaps my devices are broken... Reparo!"
"So... I'm free to go?"
"Yes, but let me check you again one last time," Madam Eller checked him, clicking her tongue and muttering, "Not possible!"
"What's not possible?" asked Sirius.
"You've healed faster than anyone had expected or anticipated. It's almost inhunman. It can't be right," she muttered again.
"Well, apparently it is. Can I go now?" asked Sirius impatiently.
"I should think so..." trailed off Madam Eller reluctantly.
"Thank you!"
Quickly, Sirius changed into his school robes, even though it was a Saturday. He really didn't want to walk around in the Hospital Wing gown. He also didn't want to forget his robes at the Hospital Wing.
He hurried out the doors then skidded to a stop. Carefully, he opened the Marauder's Map and muttered 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good' while tapping it.
No one was in the 'broom cupboard' next to him.
Seeing this as his chance, he eagerly jumped in and started investigating.
Lionel wandered the hallways on his own. He was deep in thought.
"KayCee, why do you do this to me?" wondered Lionel out loud.
He leant against a wall, his hands deep in his pockets and thinking about all the years he had spent with KayCee. But some guy just had to take her away from him. Although, she was never truly his. Lionel sighed and continued walking.
His train of thought moved to his strange dream. It was still vivid, yet it had occured a week ago. In fact, he was sure that he heard his friends muttering about strange dreams the day after he had his. Maybe if they all put their heads together, they'd figure something out.
With that thought in his mind, he briskly walked off to round up his friends in the Room of Requirement. There, they would get peace.
Sirius creeped around the room, searching carefully. He made sure to at least try to make it look like no one came in.
He rifled through papers, and found nothing of interest in the room besides a heavy book in the middle of the desk. Sirius couldn't take it, he was smarter than that. Then, he brightened. He duplicated the book, placed it on the table like the original copy. He tucked the original in his robe and to his chest, so that it looked like he had just come from the library and borrowed a huge book. He slipped out and ran into Lionel, who looked flustered.
"Hey, mate. I'm discharged!" announced Sirius.
"Come with me," Lionel said quickly, dragging Sirius by the sleeve.
"Not even a, 'Yay for you, Siri!'" grumbled Sirius as he allowed himself to be dragged to the Seventh Floor.
Sirius found himself being dragged back and forth three times in front of a blank wall.
"Uh..." he said dumbly. The ornate door slowly appeared.
"Get in. Quickly," muttered Lionel, pushing Sirius in. The door closed behind Sirius, as Lionel had dissapeared to find another one of the 'gang'.
"What is this? Some sort of drug hideout?" asked Sirius, jokingly. Lionel, of course, didn't reply. Sirius sighed and inspected the room. It looked exactly like the Gryffindor Common Room, some differences being the lack of Gryffindors and the lack of doors to the Girls' and Boys' Dormitories.
Sirius decided that he should wait for an explanation comfortably, rather than standing around for potentially a very long time, and he sat on his favourite, battered armchair. However, it was a lot harder than normal.
"Argh!" He immediately lept up and so did James.
"What are we doing here?" they both demanded at the same time.
"I thought you knew!" they pointed at each other at precisely the same time again.
"You're bloody useless!" they glared at each other, synchronized once more.
"Woah. That. Was. Weird," said Lily from the other armchair. Sirius and James whirled around and glared at her.
"Get used to it!" they snapped. Then, they both made for the same position on the sofa.
"This is my seat! No, it's not yours! It's mine!" they shouted.
The door slid open once more, and KayCee, Bridget, Remus and Peter wandered in.
"We're all here," stated Lionel.
"Yes, and I'm pretty sure we all want an explanation," said Lily.
"Well, I was wondering if any of you have had any strange dreams lately."
"That's it? You could have just asked us in the common room," stated Sirius bluntly.
"You see, I wanted to kind of... analyse my dream with you. It's kinda personal and I'd rather not have everyone in Gryffindor hear about it, then spreading it around the school," Lionel shuffled his feet awkwardly, like a little boy. The girls softened and took their seats, waiting for Lionel to continue.
"My dream was about... a wedding. More specifically, mine," started Lionel, "And in the middle of it, James runs in in a red dress, red handbag and high heels and continuously hits me over the head. Then, he lets the ceremony continue and after it, I ask him about the get up. He replies, 'Because it turns Lily on.'" - At this, said girl blushed violently. Her girlfriends didn't miss it, and vowed to themselves to get information on it.
"So... What does that mean?" Lionel asked, ignoring Lily's blush.
"I think it means that James wants a sex change," Sirius deadpanned. The room was silent for a moment, before everyone started laughing.
"What? It makes sense! I mean, if a dress, handbag and high-heels turn her on, then obviously she is a ... uh, yeah, and James wants to get a sex change to get her!" whined Sirius.
"Uh, yeah, no," said Lily, "I'm one-hundred percent straight."
"Maybe it turns her on because she wants to rip the dress off James," said Sirius, waggling his eyebrows. Lily blushed again, and this time James joined in too.
"Could we point the subject somewhere else? It's kind of grossing me out," said KayCee. Bridget nodded.
"OK, then. Who was the lucky girl?" asked Remus.
"Uh, I-I didn't see her face. Y'know, veil and all," stuttered Lionel, involuntarily glancing at KayCee. Everyone except KayCee noticed and didn't press the matter further.
"Well, maybe it's a sign of the future. But a really messed up one," said Peter. Everyone chewed on the thought and James stood up on the table before the fireplace and declared:
"Wormtail has officially said something intelligent! Let's give him a round of applause!" Peter pouted.
"That's just mean."