Currently I'm on my way to the hospital wing having the school day finished and dinner done. Apparently, Remus is there. No one knows the circumstances as to why. I'm piecing to James' injuries from last night but that's all I've managed to figure out. I actually find Remus okay. He doesn't joining in bullying my brother but Remus doesn't stop it. However, he's kind just with dick friends who probably wouldn't listen to him anyways.

"I'm here to visit Remus please." I say to Madam Pomfrey.

She nods so I walk over to Remus looking tired and bruised up in a hospital bed. He looks surprised at me being there. I pull up the chair next to him and silently give him some Chocolate Frogs and a card.

"Thank you." Remus says politely, "How did you know I love chocolate?" He asks curiously.

"I see James steal chocolate enough times. Now, it's not for Sirius because he'd happily steal it for himself. So, that chocolate is for you because I never see James eat the chocolate he stole and he loves it. You however, I see with chocolate very often." I say with a shrug.

"Huh." Remus grins, "So you watch all us Marauders closely, eh? Especially a James Potter?"

As I groan Remus laughs.

"I watch out in case you're all planning something for Severus."

"Sure."

"Open your card."

Remus does so and he lights up at my handrawn card. After last night's events I couldn't sleep no matter how much I wanted to. So, I heard mumblings that night that Remus was in the hospital wing. I then occupied myself drawing his card.

"This is amazing!" Remus then reads the inside, "Thank you. This was kind."

"You're welcome." I smile, "Took me all night to draw out but I enjoyed doing it."

"You're very talented." Remus compliments.

"Nah, I'm not."

"So..."

"Please just spit it out. I want to go before your buddies get here." I say scanning the room.

"You're not questioning or demanding answers." Remus states with a knowing look.

"James' note said no questions." I state with a blank look.

"I'm back mate!" James spots me, "Oh, hey Y/n." James says looking at me oddly.

"James." I nod.

"Look what Y/n brought me, Prongs." Remus says with a fat but tired grin.

James looks at the chocolate in Remus' hands and smiles. Remus then shows off the get well soon card that I wrote and drew. I protest but Remus smirks as he gives it James to look.

"This is incredible." James breathes out.

"It isn't." Both James and Remus attempts to argue but I interrupt, "Sorry its only a flying visit but I'm already late to Quidditch practice." I smile.

Remus laughs getting the pun. As soon as I finish giving Remus a hug and an awkward handshake with James I turn to see one face I didn't want to.

"What the hell are you doing here with them?" Severus asks bitterly.

Before I can even answer my brother starts full on shouting at me. Severus has become so uptight at the minute and his new friends aren't helping. I hate when people shout at me. Severus knows this as we've both been on the other end of mother's wretched yelling.

"Hey!" James shouts over Severus, looking furious.

Remus sits up in his bed and I go to step at the side of James and Severus. James who's squaring up to Severus and Severus who's attempting to.

"Please don't." I mumble.

"Y/n's your sister and you don't get to yell at her like that!" James bellows.

Is he defending me? Against my twin brother? Who looks like he's gonna pop?

"What do you care, Potter?" Severus sneers.

James clutches his wand that tight that his knuckles are white. I hate this. I hate all the fighting and antagonising from both sides. I start to get upset and you can see it on my face. I see James glance to me and I swear his hardened gaze softens when he sees me upset. James then glances to Remus and all Remus does is raise his eyebrows, shakes his head no and then jerks his head to me. James then turns to Severus and shoves his wand in his robe.

"Y/n loves you and you need to stop treating her like shit." James huffs.

"James is right, Sev. Please just go to who you came to visit." I run my hand through my long blonde hair, "I'm so late." I stress.

Silently, both lads back down and turn to their respective ill/ injured friends.