A/N: Italic means thoughts. This is pretty much my first fanfic, I tried to write one before but I knew very little about Remus or Sirius at the time. Two years on, I'm hoping I'm better…
Remus sighed, looking out of his compartments window. Another year. To anybody looking in, Remus looked bored – almost sad – to be on the Hogwarts express. It was in fact the complete opposite. He'd always felt like a bit of an outcast at home, his parents never really understood how Remus was feeling, especially around times like the full moon. That doesn't mean they didn't try to understand – Remus' mother used to compare him to a teenage girl, and when the wolf used to get a bit agitated near the full moon his mother pinned it on "hormones, darling.", which only agitated the wolf more.
He always looked forward to the train ride to Hogwarts. Asides from the nights in his dorm room with his best friends, the train ride was his favourite thing about Hogwarts. He'd grown so lonely over the summer, there's only so much that letters can do. James and Sirius used to try and cheer him up by owling him pictures of the ridiculous things they had done, but a picture of them only made Remus miss them more. He couldn't deny he was jealous – very jealous – of them two. He shouldn't be, and he knew it was ridiculous of him to be jealous; but it was so hard not to be when every summer he was at home with only his parents for company whereas they were pranking and having a generally amazing time.
It wasn't just the fact that Sirius had moved into James' house that made him jealous. He'd always felt a bit left out, it was known that Sirius and James were best friends, and he wished he could share that with them. Of course, they'd always regard Moony and Wormtail as their best friends too, but they couldn't be to James what Sirius was, and vice versa.
He'd always felt a bit closer to Sirius than to any of the other Marauders, though. Sirius knew what it felt like to be left out, to be an outcast. Sirius would often follow Remus to the library – a few people had pointed this out, and they'd got quite a few odd looks as Sirius isn't known for studying – and they wouldn't say anything to each other until they got into a deserted part of the library, where Sirius would block Remus in the corner and kiss him. Remus knew exactly what was going to happen every time. This always happened when Sirius led him to this particular corner.
Remus felt himself blush as he thought about it. Oh god. James thought they went to talk about family problems and feeling isolated. 'Girly stuff. You can't be isolated when you're with me! I never leave you two alone!' James would always say. If James knew what was actually happening when Sirius followed him to the library, he'd probably abandon him as a friend. He knew he should stop it – to say 'We can't do this.', but it felt too good. He didn't know what Sirius thought of it, though. Remus reckoned that he must enjoy it if he keeps following him there, but once they finished kissing Sirius would always give him a disgusted look and shove him away, and pretty much run out of the library. He'd ignore Remus for a while, then talk to him a couple of hours later.
Was it so wrong Remus liked it?
DISCLAIMER: All of these characters belong to JK Rowling. Well yeah that's the first chapter, I know it's kind of short but I wrote it while I was at work and it's just pretty much an introduction to show you what the theme of the story will be like. I hope you liked it! Please read and review, I love writing but I'd love it even more if I knew people actually wanted me to continue with this story and enjoy my writing.
Jesse xx