Sirius stared at the wooden top to his four-poster bed. The Marauders had retired not long after Remus and Lily had returned to the common room. They'd been gone for ages and that was bugging Sirius slightly.

Remus was his best friend. What was he talking to Lily about that he hadn't told him? Sirius had always told Remus everything, Remus understood him even better than James, but that was simply because James was more the friend you have a laugh with, not a serious conversation. Remus was the one Sirius had turned too after returning from possibly the worst Christmas anyone ever had.

Back in first year, Sirius had gone home for the holidays. However when he arrived his parents were less than pleased with their son being a Gryffindor, and to them, he was nothing but a disappointment. So the beatings he received in those two weeks left worse bruises than any beatings he had had before he came to Hogwarts. He decided there and then that we would spend as much possible time away from his family. Still when he got off the train at Hogsmeade station, Sirius was extremely pleased to find Remus. Remus comforted him and made him tell everything about his family. Sirius had felt a million times better and it was then that Sirius and Remus had become close. From then on, they had shared everything (except for Remus being a werewolf, which they would discover anyway).

So yes, Sirius was disgruntled. He had thought Remus trusted him like Sirius trusted him, but now he felt like Remus was keeping something from him. And Sirius was well aware that he might be blowing this whole thing out of proportion, but when it was Remus, Sirius often got protective or angry or upset, Remus was just one of those people. 'Just one of those people with eyes that look like pools of honey, and hair that wasn't perfectly neat but not messy either, and scars that made him look like an intricate jigsaw puzzle' Sirius thought to himself sighing deeply. Sirius liked honey, Sirius loved the colour of his imperfect hair, Sirius loved the idea of tracing the edges of each jigsaw piece, but most of all Sirius loved Remus and everything about him.

The sounds of Remus' slow, steady breathing sent Sirius off to sleep. Hours later he was woken by James, who had decided now was the time to freak out about Lily watching him in the match.

James was in the middle of the room talking, either to himself or Remus (Sirius guessed it was himself), Peter still lay asleep in bed as he somehow managed to not be disturbed by James mutters and occasional shouting, Remus sat on his bed next to Sirius'. Sirius was quick to notice that Remus hadn't dressed yet and was only wearing pyjama bottom, his eyes quickly scanned over the scars. He could easily point out the older ones compared to the ones from last month. Remus looked at him as he sat up.

"Just in time to watch the rest of the show," he spoke with a smile and amusement in his eyes, "I wonder if Lily's having such a hard time thinking about him 'mistaking the bludger for a quaffle and breaking his ribs upon catching it' as James thinks this is a real problem."

"I think the real worry is that he might accidentally throw his broom through the goal instead of the quaffle and and fall to his death," Sirius said, a smile growing across his face too. However James overheard the last part and that just sent him into an even more panicked state.

After five more minutes, James locked himself in the bathroom, deciding to worry alone instead of in front of his mocking friends. Remus began to dress so as to make his way to breakfast. Sirius chucked a pillow at Peter, who would be sorely disappointed if his friends ate without him, and began to dress as well.

Once in their seats at the Gryffindor table, Peter immediately began shoving as much food as possible in or around his mouth. Sirius assumed the bits around his mouth would be saved for snacking throughout the morning. Remus helped himself to the pre-buttered toast as he did every morning, and Sirius decided he wanted pancakes. He then drowned them in honey.

"Moony?" Sirius spoke with his mouth full of pancakes, and Remus tried not to laugh as he sprayed some on Peter.

"Yes Pads?"

"What were you talking to Evans about last night?" Sirius had been waiting all night and morning to ask that question and now that it was out there he felt worried about the response.

"Oh, that," Remus said softly, Sirius noticed how he tensed up beside him, "it was nothing, doesn't matter."

"Yes it does, what aren't you telling me?" Sirius would not allow him to wriggle out of this, he wanted to know, and Remus was going to tell him.

"Erm, she just," he stammered, trying to buy himself time by taking another bite of toast, "er, she just, er found out about my... condition! My condition! Yes, my furry little problem."

Sirius was not at all convinced. Was this maybe something he didn't want to say in front of Wormtail? Sirius hoped it was, he didn't like to think of Remus keeping things from him. He had always thought he would be the one Remus would tell everything, not Lily freaking Evans! However he decided not to push it further, for now, especially since James had just made an appearance.

After their breakfast, they slowly made their way down the the Quidditch pitch. The game wasn't until after lunch but it was quite a nice day for the start of winter and James felt he needed practice before Lily watched him. So James climbed on his broom and set off doing laps of the pitch and the other Marauders made their way into the stands. They passed the time playing exploding snap and once or twice Sirius threatened to throw Peter over the small wall that stopped them from falling, for his own amusement.

When James flew over to them and informed them it was time for lunch they made for the Great Hall once again. Lily and her friend Alice found them on the way and sat with them . Sirius and Remus took great pleasure in telling Lily about his various worries and congratulating her on killing James Potter's infamous ego. James' face flushed crimson and he chucked bread at Remus' head and kicked Sirius under the table.

James left early to go talk to the other team members and change. And not long after Remus, Sirius, Lily, Alice and Peter left to get seats in the stands. Lily had grown slightly nervous after hearing about James' panicking from the morning, of course she had seen him play, but she'd never really watched him play, and now she was scared he might mess up out of nervous. Remus tried to calm her and cheer her up, earning him scathing looks from Sirius.

The stands filled up and before long Madame Hooch and the players were out on the pitch. The whistle signalled the start of the game and the players were off. The green and red whipped through the air, the small group of Gryffindors watched as James caught the quaffle. He carefully manoeuvred his way to the other side of the pitch, where the Slytherin goals were.

"Potter shoots! And he scores! 10 points to Gryffindor!" The commentator, a Ravenclaw girl by the name of Lyla, announced to the crowds. Cheers erupted from three quarters of stadium, everyone hated to see Slytherin win.

As the game carried on, James continued to score another three goals before fifth year Gryffindor seeker Marlene found and caught the snitch. Once again the cheers erupted from most of the spectators. Lily especially was incredibly excited.

"Remus! He did it! He did amazingly, oh my god!" she squealed and threw her arms around Remus. Sirius was happy that they won, but he really wasn't showing it then. He scowled at Remus' back whilst he hugged Lily. And continued to the entire trip up to the tower.

Once there, a party started, everyone celebrating the thrashing of Slytherin. James and Lily found each other in the middle of the room and he picked her, kissed her and spun her around. Remus laughed at his friends as James out down a stunned looking Lily, but was soon dragged away.

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