Author's Note: Another story. I just had so many new ideas now that I'm writing again. Besides, I feel like there aren't nearly enough Kagome/Remus stories.

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.

"Oh, come on Moony," Sirius groaned, watching as a fifth year Hufflepuff girl ran from the Great Hall in tears, clutching a box of chocolates to her chest. He turned back to Remus, who looked just seconds away from following the girl's lead, minus the box of chocolates. "That was like the seventh girl you've turned away this week. It's just one date! It can't hurt. Have a normal Valentine's day for once."

"First, Valentine's is in a month. Second, you know very well how I feel about the whole matter," Remus said quietly, moodily picking at the food on his plate.

"Yeah, we all know, Moony," cut in James, his eyes not once leaving the entrance, obviously waiting for Lily.

"Then I would appreciate if you guys would just let the matter drop. We've been over this more than enough times this year and I'm getting tired of telling you guys no all the time."

"Then don't say no," Peter piped in quietly, letting out a nervous laugh when Remus looked up to glare at him.

"Wormtail's right," Sirius announced, drawing Remus's attention back to him, nodding at the grateful look Peter shot him.

"Sirius, please," Remus pleaded, smiling when Sirius seemed to deflate slightly.

"Fine," he acquiesced, and they all fell into a comfortable silence—

"But say you did want to date," Sirius started, ignoring the resulting groan. "What kind of girl—or guy, if that's what you're into—would you be looking for?"

"I don't know, I haven't really thought of it before."

"Well, no better time than the present."

"Um...nice, I guess?" Remus shrugged.

"Really, that's the best you can do? If it were me—"

"Okay, Prongs? We all know what you're going to say. You'd just describe Evans. In any case, your opinion doesn't count, because you're already dating her."

"Oh, shut up Padfoot! Not like you could do better! Yours is probably, "Ready and willing." That's hardly a prime example," James countered.

"I thought we were talking about Moony," Peter said, interrupting the two before a fight could breakout. Sirius and James looked at him, turned to each other, nodded as if agreeing to postpone the fight until further notice, and then looked at Remus expectantly.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Fine, if I have no other choice... Smart, then. Funny. Maybe with a bit of a mischievous side. And, at the risk of sounding a shallow, I'd have to find her attractive. Oh, and she can't have a problem with my furry little problem."

"You just described Sirius," Peter stated, nodding to himself as if he had discovered some great truth.

"Well, if that's how you feel, I have to say, I'm not completely against it, Moony," Sirius snickered. "Anything to make my best mate happy."

"Her, Sirius, I said her!" Remus sputtered, cheeks red.

"I did say anything," he implied jokingly.

"Stop being stupid!" Remus yelled, but couldn't keep the grin off his face.

"Question, would I be the best man, or the maid of honor?" James asked, finally giving up on waiting for his girlfriend in favor of joking with his friends.

"Obviously I would be the maid of honor, Prongs. You don't quite have the legs for it," Peter sniffed haughtily, joining in on the fun.

"Oh, yes, I'll make sure your dress looks fabulous, Wormtail. I can't have my maid of honor looking anything less than absolutely amazing."

"I think it best I tell you now, then, that I was hoping for a winter wedding. You'll want to dress warmly," Remus said, smiling as his friends laughed loudly. Inwardly, Remus cheered as it seemed the other Marauders had mostly forgotten the previous conversation.

Sirius, though, catalogued the information in the back of his mind, saving it for later when he could do some snooping on his own.

It was late, and Kagome was trying her best not to collapse on the floor in exhaustion. She had been working all day, as it seemed everyone had decided that today was the best day to get injured repeatedly. One after another. She couldn't recall a time the hospital wing had ever been so busy. All the missing limbs...what the hell kind of school was this, anyway? She didn't think a magic school would have been so...she didn't really know how to describe it. It reminded her a little too much of the Feudal Era, to be honest. She side-glanced at Madam Pomfrey, who looked just as tired as she was.

"Are you okay, Madam Pomfrey?" Kagome asked, watching as the woman practically swayed on her feet.

"Oh, I'm fine, dear. Been through worse. Although, I probably should have warned you about this. Apparition lessons started today. Splinching is a common occurrence."

"I'll admit, a bit of an early warning would have been nice... Oh well, what's done is done. At least now I'll be prepared for future lessons. How long do these lessons last, exactly?"

"A month. Nothing you can't handle though, right?" The matron asked, a tiny smile on her face.

"After today, I dare say reattaching limbs is my new specialty," Kagome responded with a cheeky grin of her own.

"Right you are," Madam Pomfrey chuckled. "It's late now, you can go ahead and leave, get some rest so you're at top shape tomorrow."

"What about you?"

"I just need to clean all of this up. Besides, there are still students here. Not to mention Mr. Lupin..."

"Madam Pomfrey, why don't you go and rest. I'll stay here with the students. After all, I'm just the apprentice. If anyone needs to be in top shape tomorrow, it's you. I can take care of Mr. Lupin on my own. Just the pain reliever, and blood replenishing potions, right?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"Madam Pomfrey, with all due respect, you're dead on your feet. You did a lot more work than I did. I'll stay here for an hour or so, until Mr. Lupin arrives, and then I'll leave. It'll be fine," Kagome said kindly, but firmly.

Five minutes later, Kagome finally managed to convince Madam Pomfrey that she was more than ready to take care of the remaining students on her own. Kagome had a feeling that her relatively easy surrender had less to do with the fact that her Miko powers being perfect for Lupin's condition, and more to do with the fact Madam Pomfrey was just extremely exhausted. She had been working nonstop for the past two days, and Kagome couldn't just let her continue on the way she was. It was almost funny how she would always fuss over the students taking proper care of themselves, only to completely disregard her own health.

Kagome smiled fondly, patting herself lightly on the cheek to wake herself up a bit more, then starting bustling around the Hospital Wing to clean up. She also busied herself with gathering the needed potions for when Mr. Lupin would come in. According to Dumbledore, he was usually accompanied by one of his friends who were aware of his condition. She assumed that meant they went to fetch him and bring him in, and he never corrected her.

While she was sure she could take care of the young werewolf, she was a bit nervous. After all, she may have met many demons in her life, but a werewolf was something she'd never met before. Her knowledge of such creatures was limited before her arrival here a little under a month ago, and now she could admit to being rather intrigued.

How similar to wolf-demons were werewolves? Could you still sense the wolf in them while they were in human form? And vice-versa? And, what were the exact effects her powers would have on them? She assumed it would be more beneficial to them than harmful, after all it was the reason Dumbledore welcomed her to the school in the first place.

Kagome sighed, glancing outside, settling into a chair to await the arrival of Mr. Lupin and whatever friend decided to help him tonight.