a/n there is a slight homophobic slur at the beginning...just a warning
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IT wasn't even two hours into the party when a fight broke out, a record. Except for this time, it wasn't just the hot-headed Sirius Black, it was also his calm boyfriend, Remus Lupin, and his best friend, James Potter. Evan Rosier, Mulciber, and Severus Snape refused to leave. "You three, out," Remus, being a prefect, demanded after Mulciber drunkenly fell onto the table, snapping it in half under his weight.
"I think we are perfectly fine here, Lupin," Snape responded, sitting on the couch. Evan took up the armchair and Mulciber stayed, laughing, on the ground.
"Unless you plan on fixing that table before Minnie finds out, you are leaving this party," Sirius told the three.
"What are you pansies going to do about it?" Evan nonchalantly asked. Sirius and Remus both went stone-faced, but that was the last straw for James. He grabbed Evan by the collar of his shirt and pulled him off the couch. James' fist collided with Evan's cheek, kicking him back onto the couch. At this point, Snape and Mulciber stood up. Before either of them could make it to Evan and James, they too got punched, each by Sirius and Remus.
Cat walked down the stairs from fixing her hair up in the dorm bathrooms to Evan on top of James, Sirius had Mulciber up against the wall, punching him. Snape had fallen unconscious with Remus' one punch. "What the hell," Cat muttered under her breath. She walked over to where James was punching Rosier while Rosier tried getting a few punches in. "Flipendo." Evan was knocked off James, sliding a few feet back on the floors.
"Sirius," Remus said, grabbing Sirius' shoulder to get him off Mulciber. "Party's over, everyone back to their houses." A range of groans rose while the other houses left out. Mulciber helped Evan up off the ground and together, they helped Snape up.
"This isn't over, Potter," Even spat at him.
"Yes it is, Rosier," Cat countered. She sat on the ground by James. "Are you okay?" James had more blood on his face than Sirius or Remus. He got a few punches on Rosier before he got pinned on the ground. Still, Rosier looked worse than him.
"I'm fine," he groaned.
"You definitely got a broken nose," Cat told him, carefully examining his face. Most of the common room was empty by now, except for a few people who didn't want to go to sleep, despite it being nearly 1 am with classes in the morning. "Come on." Cat helped James stand and started walking towards the portrait.
"What are we doing?" James asked as they stepped through the hole.
"Taking you to the Hospital Wing," Cat told him. She started walking down the stairs before she realized James wasn't following her. "Are you coming?"
"It's 1 in the morning, I'm pretty sure we aren't supposed to be roaming the halls," James said.
"Is James Potter following rules?" Cat sarcastically asked, raising an eyebrow. "I know the password to open the doors after Pomfrey leaves." Cat grabbed James' jacket sleeve and pulled him down the stairs.
Their walk was a quiet one, before Cat asked, "Why'd you punch him anyway?"
"He was getting on my nerves," James answered.
"And..."
"He called Sirius and Remus an . . . inappropriate word," James said. "And tried to dance with you. I get jealous easily." James' serious tone was replaced with a jokingly one.
"Mandrake," Cat whispered to the door. The locks shifted and the door propped open. Cat lit the candles mounted on the wall to light up the room. "Sit."
"Yes ma'am," James said with a grin as he sat down on the closest bed. Cat went over to the cabinet with all the healing potions. There had to be at least thirty vials per shelf with five shelves in all. She cast a small light with her wand to see better. When she finally found the potion to heal broken bones, she walked back to James. "Will this hurt?" he asked.
"Only a bit. The potion hurts less than the spell," Cat handed the small bottle to James, and he chugged it within a second.
"Won't Pomfrey know...it's gone," he said with a strained voice.
"I can easily make up another one," Cat told him. "Now for these scratches." Cat disappeared once again and came back with another vial.
"Another one?" James groaned.
"You don't have to ingest this one," Cat laughed. "I only have to rub it on the wound and it will all be healed up." Cat grabbed a washcloth and dipped it into the potion. James winced a bit at the touch of the liquid. "Stay still, will you?"
"What is it with you being next to me in here?" James asked with a light laugh.
"I guess you just need to stop getting hurt," Cat told him.
The two sat in a comfortable silence while Cat tended to his cuts. It was silent, except for the ticking of the clock that showed it was now 1:30 am, until James blurted out, "I think I love you." Cat was taken aback by this. She leaned back from where she was cleaning James' face. "I mean- I don't think, I know. I love you."
Cat looked at him for a while, examining him. "I love you too."
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[this chapter is sooooooo short but i didn't want to write anything after that last line]
[thank you all so so so so much for reading and i hope you enjoy everything!]
[i have decided that this story is no where near done seen as i have decided to write seventh year, the war, and some chapters after the war. with that said, i don't know how many chapter there are going to be but i think maybe at least 20 chapters left. dont hold me to my word tho lol]
