"Wake up, everybody! It's my first day as a Gryffindor!" Regulus was just like his brother. They were both earlier risers, both loud, and neither of them were going to let anyone else sleep in.

"Prongs, don't make me pour water on you!"

"I'm up, I'm up," I said irritably, pulling off my covers. "What time is it?"

"5:30," Sirius and Regulus chorused.

I groaned, and pulled my covers back over my head. "Wake me in two hours."

"But, Jamie," Regulus whined. "It's my first day as a Gryffindor!"

"Your first day can start in two hours," I replied. "When all the sane people wake up."

"We're sane!" Sirius protested. I ignored him. Big mistake; I soon found myself soaked to the bone with ice cold water. I sat up irately, glaring at Sirius, who innocently hid an empty bucket behind his back. "Good morning."

"You are bloody annoying, you know that?" I scowled, stripping off my now soaked pajama shirt and replacing it with a t-shirt. "And I'm letting both of you move in with me."

"You know you love us," Sirius replied cheekily, and Regulus smiled angelically. I continued scowling at them. "Er... I think he's mad."

"You think?" I asked sarcastically. "You'd better leave, because once I'm dry I'm going to hex you into next week."

Regulus squeaked, and Sirius grinned, pulling his brother out of the room, leaving me alone with a still-snoring Peter and Remus.

"Are they gone?" Remus asked, sitting up. "Thank goodness. I thought they'd never leave. I'm never going to get back to sleep now."

"Nope," I agreed. "Pete will; he's still out."

"Peter can sleep through anything," Remus sighed, glancing at the still-snoring lump. "When's the full moon, tomorrow?"

"Er... yeah, I think," I shrugged. "It's gonna be fun. I really think we should take Sirius."

"I dunno," said Remus, scowling. "I might not be able to resist the temptation to rip him to shreds for getting me up so early."

"On second thought," I frowned. "Perhaps Sirius should stay here."

"You look tired," Lily noted, as I slumped into my seat next to her is Defence. "Sirius wake you up?"

"Unfortunately," I said, as Sirius ran in and sat next to me. "Hullo, Sirius. Still hyper as ever, I see."

"The Elves gave us chocolate!" Sirius beamed. "Me and Moony and Reggie."

"Oh dear," I groaned. At that moment, Remus walked in, looking calm as ever. "Hullo, Moony."

"Hullo, Prongs!" Remus grinned. "What are we doing in class today?"

"Werewolves!" Remus's head shot up. Professor Williams had just walked in and obviously proclaimed the subject. "Today we're learning all about werewolves. Who can tell me what a werewolf looks like?"

Sirius and I grinned evilly, and our hands shot up.

"Mr. Potter!"

"A werewolf," I declared happily. "Has a really fluffy tail and, when with friends, acts like a huge puppy!"

The rest of the class snickered; Remus groaned and put his head in his hands.

"Well, I suppose that may be true," Williams said jovially. "I've never seen a werewolf with friends before, so I'll take you at your word! Mr. Black!"

"A werewolf is a chocoholic overgrown puppy with very sharp teeth," Sirius answered knowledgeably, and even Remus snickered at that. "It also-"

"You gits don't know anything," Remus moaned. "A werewolf looks like a regular wolf, with a longer snout, slightly different body shape, and shorter tail. It's often hard to tell if a person is a werewolf when they're human."

"Good answer, Mr. Lupin!" Williams beamed. "That's correct- not that Mr. Potter and Mr. Black aren't, but I don't know for sure whether werewolves have fluffy tails, eat chocolate, or are 'overgrown puppies'."

Sirius and I smiled innocently at Remus, who scowled.

Williams continued much in this manner for the rest of class; Sirius, Peter, Remus, Lily and I all knew this. Remus was a werewolf, Lily and I had had this class, and Sirius, Peter and I had already researched this in second year. So, we ended up whispering to each other the entire class.

"I wonder how Regulus is doing," Sirius said lowly. "I hope the second year Gryffindors aren't being mean to him. I mean, he was a Slytherin, and most Gryffindors don't like Slytherins."

"I'm surprised your parents haven't sent him a Howler," I replied darkly. Sirius sighed, and nodded. "Maybe they won't. Maybe Phineas Nigellus didn't tell them."

"Oh, he did," Sirius glowered. "Dear Mum is just waiting for the perfect moment. Is there a way to destroy Howlers? Regulus would be horribly upset to get one."

"I have no idea," I chuckled. "Chuck it out the window."

"Toss it in the fire," Remus put in.

"Feed it to Moony," Peter suggested. Remus gave him a cross look. "Or not."

"Tear it to shreds?" Lily shrugged. "I've never gotten a Howler. James is the expert on that subject."

"Hey!" I exclaimed. "Well, okay, it is true. I know! Send it back!"

"Will that work?" Sirius asked. "I could stab it with a fork. Or with your antlers."

"Now. You aren't stabbing a Howler with my antlers," I said. "Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. What we need to figure out now is a plan of action for tomorrow night."

"Oh! The full moon," Sirius grinned. "Moony, can I come?"

"No," Remus replied. "You can't fully transform-"

"Almost, though!" Sirius insisted. "If I tried enough tonight, I should be able to by tomorrow!"

"It'd be more interesting," I added. "Some of Sirius's monologue's in the original timeline were hilarious," I grinned deviously. "Hey, Sirius, who's a good boy!?"

"Ooh, me!" Sirius exclaimed happily, before pausing, and scowling good-naturedly. "You did that on purpose!"

"I did," I chuckled, as Peter and Remus roared with laughter, drawing Professor Williams attention.

"Care to share, boys?"

"No," Sirius said.

"Sirius is a good boy," I smirked, and Sirius hit me on the arm. "Bad! Bad Sirius!"

Williams stared. "You know... I don't think I want to know."

"You don't," Lily replied. Williams shrugged, and continued his lesson; we were all passing, and he could care less if we paid attention. "Does he do tricks?"

"He could sit, roll over, and fetch," I declared, and Sirius went red. "I think I'm going to train him again."

"I'm not a dog," Sirius declared. We stared at him dubiously. "Okay, but I'm no one's pet."

"Yet," I added.

"Yet- hey!" Sirius gave me a frown. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"You make it too easy," I beamed. "If you're going to make my life hard by not having an ounce of self-preservation, I'm going to tease you. Be a nice doggy, Padfoot."

"Shut it, you," Sirius replied. Remus just laughed even harder.

"Oh, don't laugh, Moony," I said wickedly. "You picked up on the 'good boy' term fairly quickly."

Remus turned red. "Please tell me I didn't."

"You did," I replied, still smiling evilly. "And Pete is scared of cats and likes cheese."

"Cats are evil!" Peter defended himself. "And cheese is good."

"I've seen James eat leaves," Lily declared. I blushed.

"That was once," I said. "I was really, really hungry."

"Ha! So you can't tease me, Prongs!" Sirius grinned.

"Actually, I have so much more blackmail on you than you have on me," I said, leaning back in my chair. "I could tease you non-stop for the rest of the year, at least."

"Joy," Sirius sighed. "Ah, well. You have two years on me, of course you've got more blackmail. You're cheating."

"I am not!" I protested. "I'm using my knowledge to my advantage- and yours, on that note. If I never came back, you-"

"Would be dead in two years, I know," Sirius completed. "And I don't care."

"Wait-" Peter squeaked. "Sirius is gonna die!?"

"Yeah, we told you," Sirius said. Peter stared at him fearfully.

"I thought you were joking!" he said, staring wide-eyed. "I thought it was a prank! He's actually gonna die- you're actually from the future!?"

"Yes," I replied. "Please, let's not talk about Sirius's death. That happens to be my worst memory, I'd rather be reminded of it."

"Oh. Sorry," Peter whispered, looking very pale. "I just- he can't- Sirius is- how is it possible?"

"I thought that too," I sighed, eyes darkening. "Until I was holding him in my arms and he was cold and still. That was a huge reality check."

"You thought I was invincible?" Sirius laughed.

"I couldn't fathom you dying, Pads," I whispered. "It was- at first I thought it was a horrible nightmare, and I would wake up, and you'd be just fine. It never really dawned on me that you were never coming back until your funeral- I cried like a baby when I saw your body again."

"Oh," Sirius said. "I guess it really did affect you a lot."

"Why do you think I'm going to try so hard to save you?" I asked. "I couldn't handle you dying again."

"I guess I ought to try harder to protect myself, if it affected you so much," Sirius frowned. "I certainly don't want you to be upset."

"Always thinking of someone else," Remus chuckled weakly. "Never yourself. Can't you protect yourself for yourself?"

"Nope," Sirius said, grinning. "I could care less about my own safety."

"You are a bloody noble git," I scowled.

"Are you going to keep saying that?" Lily asked bemusedly. "It's getting seriously old."

Sirius opened his mouth. "No-"

"Don't!" we chorused, and Sirius shut his mouth and pouted.

"You guys never let me say that joke," he said. "But, I told you, my middle name isn't Lee."

We all groaned.

"You just had to say that, didn't you?" I said, and Sirius gave me a cheeky grin. "That joke got old in first year."

"Nah, a good joke never gets old," Sirius grinned.

"It's not a good joke," Remus replied.

"You lot don't appreciate good humour," Sirius pouted, crossing his arms. "Shame. You're missing out."

"We aren't," I said. "You never shut up."

"I hate the full moon," Remus whispered, wrapping his arms around his knees. We were sitting in the Shrieking Shack, waiting for the full moon. "How could something so beautiful cause so much pain?"

"I wish I could take away your curse," I sighed. "The best I can do is be here."

"Being here is enough," Remus smiled. "You're a big help."

"I try," I said. "I hope Sirius doesn't sneak in. I doubt he's mastered his Animagus form yet and I don't want either of you getting hurt."

"I'm sure he has a bit of common sense," Remus chuckled. "Surely enough to know he shouldn't show up."

"This is Sirius we're talking about," I pointed out. "Sirius, who completely ignores his own safety if he can help others, and who never listens."

"When you put it that way..." Remus grimaced. "Keep an eye on the door."

"I will," I replied. "I wouldn't put it past Sirius to try and sneak in. Course, he's about as sneaky as a puppy whose paws are too big for its body."

"True," Remus laughed. "We'll hear him coming."

"Yep," I agreed. Just then, Remus let out a pained shout. I winced as he began morphing into a wolf, and quickly transformed into Prongs, waiting patiently.

'Prongs, you're here!' Moony exclaimed happily.

'Did you doubt me?' I asked. 'What do you want to do tonight?'

'Outside!' Moony declared, shifting anxiously. 'Play outside!'

'I'm sorry, Moony, we can't,' I said sadly. 'Not until Padfoot can help us.'

'Why can't Padfoot help us?'

'Because,' I replied. 'Padfoot can't be here yet. He isn't ready.'

'Oh,' Moony said, sitting back and nearly breaking the bed. 'Later?'

'Later,' I confirmed. 'For now, let's do something inside.'

'Okay,' Moony agreed. 'Play now?'

'Yes, we can play now,' I said amusedly. 'What would you like to play?'

Moony paused, sniffed the air, and hopped up eagerly. 'Hunt! Hunt now!'

'Oh, no, no, no,' I said, blocking the doorway. Why would Moony want to hunt? 'No hunting. There's nothing to hunt.'

'Uh-huh,' Moony declared, still sniffing the air. 'I smell human! Sort of human. Not quite human. Still human!'

I froze. That sounded like... No. He didn't.

There was a knock on the trapdoor. "Oi, Prongs, open up!"

He did.

A/N: Hullo, hullo, hullo! An update! And a cliffhanger! Both of my parents are reading this... O.o So, can you guess who just showed up? It's pretty obvious. :P Big thank you to N. E. Person, Guest, sk8boards4ever, jeremiah123, and Theta-McBride for reviewing! Let's see, what can I give you...? Uh... how about free virtual Moony the Werewolf action figures? :) Hope you all enjoyed!

I still don't, and never will, own Harry Potter.