Title: Least Expected
Authors: DemonessOfPunishment and The Demonic Duo
Rating: R/NC17 (all NC17 parts will only be on The link to the profile page there can be found in our profile.)
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter.
Summary: Sirius leaves home for an all boys school, returning later to reunite with past friends and notices an unexpected change with one Remus Lupin. It seems that the librarian's tired of being "proper" and "prudish." AU, SLASH. SBRL.
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In the home of James Potter resided a small going-away party for Sirius Black. The guests were very few and consisted of mainly Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. James and Sirius included, of course. Low volume swing music was playing from an old stereo Sirius picked from the trash and large piles of new stamps were in the center of the carpet, waiting to be divided and traded amongst one another.

Remus handed James the stamp album that fell from the bed and wiped his cheek with the sleeve of his oversized plaid shirt. Glancing to his left at Peter, he frowned softly. The blonde was packing away Mrs. Potter's homemade fudge as if there were no tomorrow, chocolate spit flying from his mouth and into poor Remus's vicinity.

"You know, Pete," Sirius said, flicking a tangled and knotted lock of jetty hair from his face and squaring his broken glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was tall, gangly and had the messiest hair in the town. "You should really cut down on the chocolate. You're turning into quite the piglet."

Peter looked up at Sirius and shrugged, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. "I can't help that James' mom makes the best fudge," he commented, using his finger to swipe more of the fudge from the plastic box.

Remus shook his head, pushing some of his hair back behind his ear. "Can you at least keep it in your mouth?" he asked politely. Nodding, Peter went back to eating the fudge.

"No wonder my mother loves having him over, he eats everything that we won't." James chuckled.

Sirius stretched, pushing his jean-clad legs in front of him and creating a "V". He gave James an exasperated look.

"It's not so much of what we won't eat; it's more along the lines of him beating us to it." Sirius watched Peter in gross and ill-hidden annoyance. "Though, when Peter gets to it, I don't want to eat it... it's disgusting. Look at him; he's drooling into the container."

Peter shot Sirius a wounded look before pushing the dish aside with a frown. He wiped his hands on his pants and looked at them, mildly miffed. James looked at the dish in alarm.

"I don't mean to be, well, mean or anything... but wasn't slobbering in her dishes the reason she chased you out of our house with disinfectant last week?"

Remus cracked a small grin, laughing quietly and leaning against the uncomfortable dresser.

"Come on, guys. We didn't come here to discuss Peter's eating habits."

Sirius nodded. "Yeah, I don't want to spend my last few minutes here talking about how Peter consumes his food."

"Uh-huh, because I get sick just watching it," James commented, closing his eyes and rubbing them.

Peter sniffed unhappily. "If you don't like what you see then don't watch!" He huffed, scratching chocolate fudge off his face and wincing as he scraped a blemish painfully. Peter was the shortest in the group, the chubbiest and had the worst case of acne the doctors ever seen. It was pitiful.

Remus glanced at him, his amusement faded and a stern look appeared.

"Peter, stop being childish." He demanded gently. "We're here to have a good time, not throw tantrums."

Sirius and James watched Peter's face redden and raised their eyebrows at Remus as if to say, "Now what?"

Remus sighed softly. "Padfoot, divide up the new stamps, I'll be back in a minute." he said, pushing off the dresser in an awkward effort to stand. After smoothing out his tattered khaki pants, he walked out past Peter, leaving his three friends in the room.

Sirius shook his head. "Man, I'm going to miss it here." he stated. He eyed the walls, taking in the faded wallpaper and gazing around more.

"Yeah, it sucks that your parents are such crabs." James sighed, giving him a piteous look. His hair, like Sirius's, was untamed and broke combs going through it. However, unlike his best friend, James's hair was merely an extremely dark brown.

Sirius nodded. "At least I'm not off to live with the Malfoy's, like Regulus."

James looked at Sirius before grinning insanely. "Doesn't your brother have a crush on Lucius Malfoy?"

Sirius blinked once. Then twice, before scowling. "I would hope not! The Malfoy's are the most awful people in the area! Ah, well, at least he gets to stay here, though. I have to go all the way across the states to live with Aunt Lena and Uncle Bernard."

The room was silent for a few heartbeats. Sirius divided the stamps while Remus was gone, and jumped as the tawny haired teen hopped suddenly in the now empty carpet space. Staring up at his friend, he blinked at the wonky shaped package that was shoved in his face, completely confused.

"It's for you," Remus said softly with a surprisingly large but teary grin. "We saved up some money and got you a few things for the trip back. Don't open it now... open it when you arrive to your Aunt and Uncle's place."

Sirius took the offered item and stared at it, a small and appreciative smile gracing his lips.

"Thanks guys, this means a lot," He whispered. "But I don't have anything for you...."

"Don't worry about it," James said. "We're not going anywhere. We'll still be here when you come back."

Peter nodded. "Of course we will be. It's not like we have anyplace better to go."

"Except Remus." James said, grinning. "We all know he'll get accepted into the top colleges, as if there was any doubt about that."

Remus blushed slightly. "Let's get through high school before we start talking about college." He reminded softly.

Sirius laughed at his friend, tugging Remus's hair fondly. "Yeah, you guys, for all we know, Remus could go to college here instead of somewhere like Harvard."

Remus's flush deepened, and just as he was about to respond, Mrs. Potter stepped into the room. She smiled politely at Sirius.

"Sirius, hun, it's your mother." she sighed, handing him the cordless phone. The Potters and Blacks did not get along well at all, until Sirius and James. Surprisingly, even Sirius's family had a strange soft spot for the young man.

Sirius took the petite phone and held it to his ear, frowning sadly at his friends whom watched him eagerly. He listened to his mother's instructions and hung up, staring at the disconnected phone.

"My ride's here."

The room was silent, even as Mrs. Potter took the phone from Sirius. She hugged him tightly as he stood.

"I really would have taken you in, Sirius." She said, trying to comb her fingers through his mess of jetty hair. "Unfortunately your parents threatened to sue."

Sirius laughed quietly, almost bitterly. He leaned down he kissed her cheek softly, then gave each of his friends deliberate bear hugs.

"I'll see you guys eventually, try not to move, too." He said. They all gave a solemn nod, helping him gather his few things and giving him more hugs.

"We'll miss you, Sirius," Remus said, being the most emotional out of the bunch and crying silently. He held his shirt's sleeve to his face and dabbed his eyes, trying to stop the already shed tears. "Try to write, you know where we live and you have our numbers, too."

"Okay."

James frowned and punched Sirius in the shoulder, in what would have been a playful gesture were there not a frown. "You better come back some day, too, or I'll never forgive you." He said, his glasses sliding down his nose.

"You know I will."

Peter belched and shrugged sheepishly at Mrs. Potter but smiled weakly at Sirius. He did not have anything to say and that was fine, the belch was enough of a reminder of what he would miss out on with Peter around.

"Bye, all." Sirius mumbled, silently ambling out of the room, his friends following him to the front yard. They watched him cross the pavement towards the aqua blue pick-up truck, climbing in. His things were already placed securely in the back with a tarp over them. Climbing inside, he waved mutely to his friends. Bellatrix, his cousin, climbed in easily and starting the truck. She shot James, Remus and Peter dirty looks before taking off.

That was never a good sign.

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TBC.

Well, that was a quick and easy chapter. Of course, we'll be having Sirius return in the next chapter.

More things will be explained as we go on, and yes, Sirius does have glasses in this. Why? Because we made him that way.