Musings of a Lupine
It was a dark dull night and rain pelted the Gryffindor common room windows. This combined with the crackling fire was the only sound that filled the room as all but one student had retired into the dorms for the night, or was it morning, Remus wasn't sure. If the windows were open he might be able to sniff out the time of day with the wolf that lay dormant inside him, but they weren't and it was nowhere near a full moon yet, so he'd either have to go to bed and accept it was too late for him to be up, or settle for being ignorant of the time.
Oh how he'd love to be to retire for the night, put his head to the pillow and rest, but something bothered him, much more than he'd like. If he closed his eyes and thought really hard he could almost hear it, the source of his discomfort, the soft, shallow breathing of Sirius Black.
Resting his elbow on the desk and placed his forehead in his hand he sighed longingly. He needed a way of getting the dark-haired temptation out of his system, even if it were only a temporary measure. Sighing again he rolled his eyes and as they came to rest he spotted an abandoned quill on the floor and for the first time that night he smiled to himself having had an idea.
He scrambled quietly upstairs to his trunk and pulled out a parchment and paper, then returning to his seat in the empty common room laid it out in front of him and started to scrawl, not caring for the scribbled form his handwriting had taken. And through the words below him, he relieved his desperate soul.
I fear I might be losing my mind, or maybe under some curse and I don't know whom else to tell. Loves grip has me firmly in its claws and lust it's bed fellow has an equally tight hold. The object of this desire? Padfoot.
The other night I dreamt, so long and so deep I thought it might be real. How I wish it was. I was standing in the moonlight, yes me in the moonlight, in moon-coloured robes. I felt a deep excitement well up inside, I looked around and I was at the centre of a group of marquees. A faceless official stood before me and I started to talk, even though he was the only one to hear I talked about Sirius. I noted his flaws first in the most light-hearted of manners, and then I recanted his good points, every single one, with meticulous detail. Then finally I spoke of my love for him, then, just as I thought no one would ever hear me or even care, a strong pair of arms wrapped around my chest and met their owner's elbows locking me in place.
"Well, well Moony, I am good aren't I?" The silk voice whispered into my ear so close I could feel his breath. He kissed me on the cheek and I tilted my head around to see those wondrous eyes of his and instantly I was lost. He found me though, found my lips, and then his hands found my hips. He pulled away to speak, but the words seems so distant, and that was because they were from another time, another world. I'd awoken, leaving my lover behind.
It had actually worked, his heart somewhat lighter, yet now depression weighed heavily on him, but at least he felt tired enough to sleep. The fire had died and the rain lessened, but there was one thing left for him to do. He charmed the parchment and suddenly the ink seemed to disappear into it. He sealed it there with one solitary word. Calxpes.
Later that term, Sirius and Remus were studying in the dorms together, surrounded by spare parchment and quills, both broken and viable. As per usual Sirius' mind was wandering from the topic and Remus was making futile attempts to keep his concentration, yet all of them hopeless. Sighing and giving up finally Remus stretched out and made his way down to the common room where James and Peter were currently writing essays for the following day.
Sirius was about to follow when something jumped off the page at him from one of the open books. He grinned to himself as he proudly realised that he'd found the Latin for 'Padfoot'. "Hey Moony, guess what? Calxpes! That's me in Latin!" Suddenly one of the parchments in front of him started shifting and words formed on the page, curiously Sirius started to read. His eyes widened and jaw dropped slightly and that was how he remained transfixed until Lupin arrived to try and find out what on earth his friend was babbling about.
However it wasn't long before they were both standing dumbstruck and Remus realised Sirius had read his heart's desire.