Hello everyone! I have wanted to write another multi-chapter Blackcest story for a while now and this has just popped into my head. I wanted to write a Regulus/Sirius story with absolutely no Wolfstar involved, which will be a big challenge for me XD

Title: Criminals

Rating: M

Pairings: Sirius/Regulus with a few side pairings.

Chapters: No idea how many there will be yet, but I'm guessing quite a few.

Warnings: Swearing, self-harm, incest, slash (which really shouldn't be a warning to be quite honest but oh well XD), violence, domestic abuse, smut.

I hope you enjoy the first chapter! :)

CRIMINALS
Girlfriend Talk

It was the first night back at Hogwarts and the beginning of sixth year for the Marauders. It had been a long summer. OWL results had come in, and then it was time to choose which NEWTs to do for sixth and seventh year. The Marauders hadn't found much time to meet up during the holidays. Peter and Remus had both been on holiday with their families – Peter to Spain and Remus to Egypt. Sirius had just stayed home, and with his family being how they are, that meant he wasn't to see James all holiday. James had a very boring summer holiday sending letters to his friends and dying to see Lily.

They were all glad to be back at Hogwarts. Though Remus and Peter both had exciting holidays, the four of them weren't truly happy unless they were all together. That was what it meant to be a Marauder.

None of the boys were getting much sleep on their first night – there was so much to talk about. They were all sitting on the edges of their beds and passing around chocolates and sweets.

"This will be my year," James said, biting the head off of a muggle jelly baby that Peter had brought to Hogwarts with him.

"Do elaborate," Sirius said, taking a swig from the bottle of Firewhisky they had smuggled in. He passed the bottle over to Remus, who of course, refused.

"I'm getting Lily," James replied. "I've matured over the summer."

"You sound like a fine wine," Remus snorted.

"As long as Lily thinks I'm 'fine', I'm cool with that," James grinned.

"The only way you'll get her to fall for you is to be yourself. Don't pretend you've matured," Peter said.

Sirius laughed. "What makes you such an expert on girls?"

"He has a girlfriend now, remember?" James said, winking at Peter, who was turning bright red.

"Leave him alone," Remus said. "Yes, he has a girlfriend now. Better than any of us, so don't make fun."

"Did you see Mary much during the holidays?" Sirius asked, probably to keep himself from laughing at the fact that his chubby spotty friend had found an equally chubby spotty girlfriend.

"She came over once before we went to Spain and then when I came back," Peter said. "We sent each other loads of letters."

"Love letters," James teased. "Mary, my darling. I'm thinking of you all the time and I just love you so much and we should make babies and-"

"Don't pretend you didn't write those exact words to Lily," Remus said, smirking.

"No," James lied. "I did nothing of the sort."

"Idiot," Sirius said, shaking his head. "You have no clue when it comes to her."

"Let's make a pact," James said, trying to sound serious. "Let's all vow to get girlfriends this year."

"Well I've done my part," Peter said, leaning back on his bed looking smug. "Pass the Firewhisky will you?"

Sirius rolled the bottle across the floor to Peter and folded his arms. "What if some of us don't want to get a girlfriend?"

"You don't want a girlfriend?" Remus raised his eyebrows. "You're the flirtiest person in our year."

"I flirt out of boredom," Sirius shrugged. "And you don't want a girlfriend either so don't give me crap about it."

"I didn't say I don't want a girlfriend," Remus corrected. "If someone comes along that I like, then we'll see what happens."

"And maybe that's what I'm doing," Sirius replied.

"You told me that the thought of having a girlfriend is the most nauseating thing you could think of," James pointed out. "You're quite weird."

"It's pretty fun," Peter said. "You get to touch boobs."

Remus shook his head. "Is that all you guys care about?"

"Of course not," James said. "We care about other things too."

"Like?"

"Lily has a nice butt," James commented, his eyes glazing over.

"You're so gross," Sirius said, shuddering. "Lily is like the devil. She's evil and conniving and she hates us."

"She hates you guys," Remus said. "She likes me, and maybe because I show her respect."

"I show her respect!" James spluttered. "I would take her on a million romantic dates and look after her for the rest of my life if she let me."

Remus raised his eyebrows. "Yes, you respect her, but your biggest setback is that you don't respect Snape. He's her oldest friend."

James gagged. "I am never going to respect that slimeball."

"Yeah, he's called Snivellus for a reason," Sirius added. "He is disgusting."

"And he smells too," Peter said.

"Exactly!" James said. "Lily is just yet to realise that."

"And this is the exact reason she says you guys are immature," Remus said, smiling sadly.

James groaned. "Well, we still need to make our vow. If Sirius wants to be a bore then he can stay out of it."

Sirius sat back against his headboard and nodded. He wasn't sure whether now would be the time to tell them the truth. He wanted to tell them more than anything, but he was so afraid of how they would react. In truth, they had never even discussed homosexuality, so he had no idea where his friends stood on the subject. He liked to hope that they would be okay with him being gay, but it was all a matter of if.

He was broken out of his thoughts when Remus spoke. "Look, I think there's no use for a pact. Peter has a girlfriend, and Sirius and I aren't too bothered."

"I'm not at all bothered," Sirius corrected, sucking on a blood pop and grinning a bloody smile.

"Right," Remus said, looking disgusted. "You look like a vampire."

"Awesome!"

"Not awesome," Remus replied. "Werewolves hate vampires."

"That reminds me," Sirius said. "Let's all dress up for Halloween this year. Remus can be a werewolf, I can be a vampire-"

"That will never happen," Remus replied, his voice stern.

"I'll dress up as a sexy zombie and eat Lily," James smirked.

"That's disturbing. And Wormtail can be some weird demon thing."

"He's already got the 'weird' part going for him," James replied.

"I am still here, you know," Peter said, looking annoyed. "You guys always do this."

"Look mate," Sirius said. "I talk about everyone right in front of them. Don't take it personally."

"Same," James shrugged. "It's just how we are. Now, back to the topic of girls."

"I'm going to sleep," Sirius sighed.

"No!" James said. "I don't want to be the only one getting a girlfriend. Remus, name someone. We'll get you together."

"Er-"

"-Come on! You must fancy someone," James said, grinning. "Marlene McKinnon? Alice Prewett," he winked.

"She's dating Frank. They've been dating since third year," Remus laughed.

"And?"

"You're ridiculous," Remus shook his head. "I don't fancy anyone in particular."

"Mmm, how about that cute Ravenclaw bird you sat next to in Herbology last year. What's her name?"

"Joanna," Remus said. "No she's just a friend."

"A friend with massive tits," James exclaimed, looking excited. "Come on, you must like her."

"She's okay," Remus said uncertainly. "But I can't get a girlfriend without explaining to her that I'm a werewolf, and I'm just not ready for that yet."

"Hmmm, fine," James sighed. "But Sirius, you're not off the hook yet."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Look, I don't want a girlfriend."

"Marlene McKinnon writes your name in love hearts on her homework," James said.

"That's disgusting," Sirius muttered. "Let me sleep, please. I'm all talked out."

James and Remus exchanged glances and shrugged. Sirius often acted strange and moody after he'd seen his family. It was part of being the 'disappointing blood-traitor monster' of the Black family, as his mother liked to call him.

"I guess it's lights out time," James said.

"G'night," Sirius said, pulling the covers over himself as the room went dark. He hadn't realised how tired he was until now. Not just physically tired, but emotionally. He was tired of the lying. He was tired of avoiding the conversation he was so desperate not to have. He was tired of pretending to be someone he wasn't.

And then he woke up and faced the reality of what he needed to do.

Tomorrow, he would tell his friends that he was gay.

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