A/N: I couldn't help my self. Screw one-shot, here's the second chapter. Hope you like it.

"I can't believe you caught the flu two days before full moon. It's absolutely hilarious, Remus." said Sirius and Remus grimaced.
"Do you think a werewolf can be so sick on full moon he transforms back?" said James and looked out of the window.
"Maybe you'd cough up hairballs instead of puking!" said Sirius.
"Come on Black, I'm not a cat." said Remus from his hospital bed. James pinched Remus' cheek.
"Ah, but you're cute as one, darling!"
"Professor McGongall is a cat and she's not very cute..." said Peter absently. Everyone burst out in roaring laughter, and Madam Pomfrey who sat in her office with the door opened couldn't help but smile a little. The double doors burst open and McGonagall herself strode in. In less than a second, the room went very silent.
"Professor-"
"I said you would leave him in the hospital wing and then come back to my class immediately! I most certainly did not give all you permission to skip the rest of the day!"
"Remus needed us, Professor." said James silently. She gave him a stern look.
"Really. All four of you."
"He has a certain dislike for odd numbers." said Remus as an attempt to joke. McGonagall looked like she was going to explode and Sirius lowered his head, deciding it was not the time for humorousness.
"I understand your friends commitment for you, mr. Lupin, but they're missing too many classes.
"And yet, we still keep producing the best essays and test results." said James and met McGonagall's eyes daringly. Suddenly, they turned much softer and almost pleading.
"I am well aware of that, James. And I must admit, I am impressed with how much you fight for your friend. I know I'm speaking for the other teachers too, but we are not the only ones in this school. The other students think we're favoring you."
Sirius shrugged.
"Well, you are. Even if we do work hard."
McGonagall sighed and conjured up a chair for her. She sat down.
"To avoid people from being suspicious you can't keep disappearing from classes. You have to learn to be away from each other, and if Remus feels ill during class one is enough to escort him. Two if you can't stand up of your own accord."
It did sound quite brutal when she said it, but the four boys nodded.
"And only one can keep him company during classes. The rest of you will take notes for the others, but you can't keep on writing essays for each others."
None of the boys said anything. Then Remus raised his voice.
"You're right, Professor, I'll try to write my own essays from now on."
"Don't be ridiculous, Remus-"
Remus gave Peter a stern look. He silenced. James and Sirius looked at each other and nodded. Oh yeah, they would keep on writing for Remus whenever he couldn't. Whatever McGonagall said.
"I may be old, but I'm not blind."
Sirius suddenly found the view outside the window very interesting.
"I'll leave you now, but I expect to see at least two of you on every class tomorrow. Oh, and James? You have prefect duties tonight."
Then she got up and left the room. Peter picked up his bag and dug for something. He found it and handed it to Remus.
"Here's your Potions essay, I finished it yesterday. Just write your name on it and I'll give it to Slughorn tomorrow."
Remus stared at it and glowered at Peter, clearly not accepting it. Peter sighed.

"Okay, I'll just forge it then..."
James and Sirius grinned at Peter. He may not be the most brave hearted in the group, but he sure had developed a more rebellious side the last months.
"I think we are reaching success, James. We have finally managed to awake Peter's latent rebel."
Peter smiled a little.
"It's hard to stay innocent spending time with you guys."
Remus just stared at them.
"Will you shut up?"
Three pairs of eyes stared at Remus.
"I'll hand in my own damn Potions essay!"
"It's due tomorrow morning, dude. You'll never make it."
Remus glowered at Sirius.
"Sleep is overrated."
"Peter worked on it for two days, don't be a prick. You can write the next essay okay?"
Remus looked irritated.
"Fine. This time. But McGonagall's right, people are starting to notice."
"Well, they were always bound to. I'm surprised everyone are so thick they haven't figured it out in five years. They'll probably never figure it out, anyways." said Sirius. James and Peter snickered, and Remus couldn't help but crack a smile.
"Yeah, people are quite thick...By the way. I still disapprove of your stupid idea, but have made any progress in the animagi research?"
Peter's eyes started to glow. He had spent many hours in the library reading in the most dusty books, searching for anything that could be connected to animagi. He had found a few hints and clues, but never had managed to figure them out. Not even Sirius understood them.
"I never had the chance to tell you earlier, but I was in the library yesterday and I found another hint."
He reached for his bag again and picked up a tiny green book. He opened it and turned to page 127.
"Look here. It's definitely connected to animagi."
They all read the part Peter had pointed out. He was right, the few sentences must have been written with animagi in mind. But, as all the other clues, you only understood it was connected with animagi if you were looking for it. The boys looked at each other with shining eyes.
"We're getting close." whispered Peter.

"Here she comes..." said Sirius and looked at Lily. James took a deep breath and got up.
"Lily!" he said, catching her attention.
She stopped and told her friends she'd catch up with them later.
"Yes, James?"
"Ehm...hi." he said jumped a little on the spot. Put James Potter in front of the whole school and he would give them the speech of the century, put James Potter in front of Lily Evans and he would drown in his own sweat. Sirius snorted.
"What do you want, James?" said Lily, clearly not very patient.
"I was just wondering if you are busy tomorrow tonight." said James quickly. Lily leaned her head to the left.
"Are you asking me out, Potter?"
"I most definitely are, Evans."
James really hoped she would accept now that he left Snape alone.
"I had planned on working on my Ancient Runes homework tomorrow but..."
"Oh." said James disappointed.
"But! I can always do that later. What do you have in mind?"
"oh, I don't know a romantic walk around the castle in the moonlight...Moonlight. You know what? I have better idea. Let's brake in to a classroom and have a pick-nick?"
Lily smiled.
"I don't brake the rules, but that do sound nice. Where will you get a pick-nick? Steal food from the Great Hall?"
"I'll get the food, promise. Meet me outside the empty classroom on the second floor at eight o'clock tomorrow. Deal?"
Lily looked around her before answering.
"Deal."
Then she walked a away. When she had almost caught up with her friends, James shouted:
"It's a date!"
Lily turned around. James gave her a dazzling smile. She smiled and rolled her eyes. Her friends' eyes were bigger than teacups and they looked they were going to eat Lily alive if she didn't tell them every single word he said to her. James walked back to Sirius.
"That was just evil." he said grinning. James looked smug.
"I know. She had me waiting for years. I do deserve a little payback."
Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Kinky."
"You wish."
"You'd be much nicer to be around if you got laid." said Sirius, shrugging.
"What? Did I do something?"
"No, you are just generally being a pain in the ass."
"You don't have an ass."
"I've got abs."
"I know, thank you very much. It stops being impressing if you show them off every night, you know."
"You're just jealous."
"You're damn right. Let's go, we have some serious ass-licking to do if we want Slughorn to give us O's."

James was on patrol. If it was something he hated more than thick people, it was patrols. Otherwise he loved being a prefect, it gave him the power to be exactly as badass as he wanted and to what he wanted. The next goal was to become Head Boy, but it was years away. He had been walking around for one hour now, only stopping to chat with the prefect from Ravenclaw, who also had the great misfortune of the patrol. She was nice and laughed at his jokes, but then he felt tired. He was just so tired all the time. Taking care of Remus, making sure Sirius didn't get expelled, searching for animagi, being a prefect, being popular, being on top...And now, Lily. It would probably be one of the nicer occupations, but he felt so damn stressed all the time. Wait, what time? He didn't have time. And here he was, strutting around the school and wasting his precious time. It was so nerve-racking. It wasn't like anything was going to happen. Nothing ever happened when James Potter was on patrol, because it was him and the boys who made the prefects patrol. Suddenly he felt someone was behind him. Not right behind him, but a few steps away. James stopped. Only one person could sneak up on James and not take advantage of it.
"Out for a walk in the moonlight, Professor Dumbledore?"
"Always minding your surroundings." said Dumbledore as he walked up to James. "It's a gift, especially now when you have a lot on your mind."
"My mind is fine, sir." said James and started walking again in a slow pace. It wasn't the first time Dumbledore had shown up on his patrols. James had a feeling he didn't pay every prefect on patrol a visit.
"Of course it is. Although, I must say. I am curious how long you will manage with a full plate."
"I will transfigure it to a deep bowl and fit in some more."
This amused Dumbledore. But he still didn't let James change the subject.
"I was referring to your friend Remus, your prefect duties, your quidditch duties, to being a top student and, if I'm correct, your recent interest with miss Evans."
James didn't give Dumbledore the surprised look he was looking for. James wasn't surprised. Dumbledore always knew everything, which was why James never lied to him. If Dumbledore asked him a question, he answered. Even if the answer could get him expelled.
"You have taken a great interest in my life, sir."
"Ah, there you misunderstand me Mr Potter. I am taking a great interest in your health. I was also very ambitious when I was young, but even I didn't take on that much responsibility."
"Some was given to me, which I gladly accepted. Some I took myself, which was my own choice. I am not going to disappoint anyone."
"We both know you don't care what people think, Mr. Potter. I have a feeling you wouldn't be both a prefect and the school's bad boy in that case."
James smiled.
"I like paradoxes."
There were a few moments silence. The only sounds was the silent thud of James shoes and the low rustling of Dumbledore's robe.
"Don't stretch yourself, James. You can't be everywhere at the same time."
The corridor reached an end and parted in two.
"This is were we part." said Dumbledore. Then James saw something not many people had seen. Dumbledore looked uncertain. Then he slowly spoke, a bit lower as if someone would hear otherwise.
"What you are searching for is a secret many wise wizards have failed to find. It is not something one can do alone. Ask for the wisdom of the experienced and don't take unnecessary risks."
At first, James had no idea what the man was rambling about. But then...Of course. Dumbledore really did know everything that was going on in his school. James nodded.
"Thank you, sir."
Dumbledore nodded back, a bit troubled.
"Good night, James."

A/N: Love it, hate it, blah blah, review! Kisses.