Sirius quickly wiped the tears out of his eyes. It wasn’t ads if James was going to die or anything. Exploding cauldrons weren’t that bad. Besides, he didn’t want to have to try to explain why he was sitting and crying by James’ bedside table.

His heart gave a jolt as saw James’ hand twitch slightly. Intently peering at his friend’s face, a grin quickly spread across his face as he saw the other teen’s eyes flutter open. Grabbing the glasses from the bedside table, he placed them on James’ face.

“Time’s’t?” James mumbled.

“About eleven, I think.”

“Why don’t I hurt? Feels all tingly…”

Sirius grinned slightly. “Madam Pomfrey has you on painkillers since you have to heal naturally before she can do more.”

“Oh.” A small smile spread on James’ face as well. “And you’re here for me?”

“Well… uh… best mates, you know?” Sirius nervously laughed.

“Mmm… love you, Siri.” James mumbled as he fell back asleep.

Sirius’ heart began to beat faster. James had only said that because of the painkillers, right? He didn’t really feel that way. It was just friendly love. But then why was he still tightly clutching Sirius’ hand in his own?