A/N:Hi everyone! My name is Roare, what's yours? Aw, You have a lovely name. Anywhoooo. This is my first fanfiction and it's about my favorite puppy lovers: Sirius and Remus! I hope you love them as much as I do. Enjoy! and review! Not quite subliminal as I'd hope for, but hey, a girl can try? ;;

Summary: Remus is in love, and Sirius isn't making it any easier.

Rating: T for suggestive slash. That's right, it's slash. As in BOY ON BOY LOOOOVE. So if you don't fancy that just move along.

Disclaimer: SadlyonlyEuria is my OC. All other characters in this chapter belong to the beautiful and talented Joanne Kathleen Rowling as many of us would label as the GODDESS OF LITERATURE.


"Wake up Moony!" my bed shook as Sirius pounced onto my legs. I groaned unsuccessfully trying to roll over as Sirius straddled my hips. Fuck. I hate when he does that! I could feel a blush crawl up my neck and my face grew hot.

"I'm up! Get off!" Trying to shove Sirius is like trying to move a building. Or maybe I'm just weak. Or maybe I wasn't trying to get him off. It did feel nice having him on top of me. Dammit! I need to stop thinking like that!

"What's wrong?" he leaned down, his face inches from mine. I could feel his hot breath tickle my already hot cheek. "Don't you love me?"

My heart almost stopped. My ears were probably scarlet. They do that when I get nervous. Damn traitors. "Yeah, right! Now get off!" I mumbled.

Sirius rolled off with a strange look in his eyes, though that infamous smile remained. He sat staring at me as a dog stares anxiously at his owner to play. "I'm bored!"

I sighed inwardly. "What about James? Or Pete? Where're they?"

"Prongs' got detention and Wormtail is getting tutored for Potions." He fidgeted restlessly staring up at me through those long thick lashes. "Come on," he whined. "Let's torture Snivelus!" His eyes lit up as the words left his perfect lips. God those were great lips. Upturned into a constant smirk. Perfect and full, and so damn kissable. I felt my heart flutter as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip. If I could just feel those flawless lips on mine I'd just—

"Moony?"

"Uh… what?" I pulled my eyes from his lips to find a playful grin on his face. He rolled onto his back, exposing his belly, as a dog would to show submission. The wolf recognized the action and came flaring to life. I crawled swiftly to him and gripped his shoulders, pinning him down. He grinned wildly and seized my shoulders to roll me onto my back. Padfoot was ecstatic that Moony wanted to play. What he didn't know was that Moony wasn't all playing. I had to use all of my self-control to keep the Wolf from ripping off his clothes and taking what he's been craving for so long.

I bit down on my tongue and jumped from the bed, almost flinging Sirius' body off as well. He looked up at me shocked and, was I imagining it? Or was there hurt in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Moony?" he pulled himself into a kneeling position at the top of my bed. God, how I loved the picture of him in my bed. Shit! Why can't I control my thoughts for one bloody second!

"Nothing's wrong." I muttered and moved across the room. The further I was from him, the less intoxicating his mere scent was.

"Fine." He responded coolly as he rolled off my bed and pad over to the trunk at the end of his own bed. I sighed deeply. I could almost see Padfoot sulking with his tail between his legs. The opportunity to touch Sirius was gone, and it was my fault. God, I hated myself sometimes. But I suppose I could always blame it on the approaching full moon.

I watched at Sirius pulled an armful of clothes from his trunk and saunter into the bathroom, closing the door promptly. I dragged myself back to my bed, collapsing onto the soft mattress. I should just curl up and sleep for the rest of the afternoon. It was Saturday so it wasn't like I needed to be in class. And I probably scared Sirius off for the rest of the day. What was stopping me from just sleeping the day away?

"Siri-kins?" a musical little voice called from behind the dormitory door. Euria. Sirius' newest sex toy. Or girlfriend. Whatever you'd prefer to call it.

I groaned and pulled my head up just in time to see Sirius emerge from the bathroom wearing rather snug muggle jeans and a white tee shirt that hugged every muscle on his chest.

He opened the door allowing Euria to bounce inside and throw her arms around his neck. God. The way she clung to him made me sick. Her bloody feet are off the ground! She's hanging on him!

A growl escaped my throat, which I ineffectively tried to cover up with a cough. Sirius' noticed. I know he did, for he pulled away from their kiss and gave me a look I'd seen him give before, but could never read. I cast my eyes down, and purposefully stared at my bare feet.

"Siri? What's wrong hon?" I had always liked Euria. She was a sweet girl. Quite beautiful, and always kind. I'd first met her in Transfigurations in my first year. She was supposed to be turning a beetle into a needle, but had somehow managed to give it a porcupine like spiked shell. When I offered her help she just giggled and proceeded to tell me she knew how to transfigure it, she was just nervous.

Yeah, I had liked her. Now, for some reason not known to me (really, I can't begin to ponder why I'd think this.) I couldn't stop from imagining just grabbing her…and shoving her off the astronomy tower.

"I gotta find my jacket, I'll meet you down in the common room." Sirius' voice crushed my train of thoughts. I heard the small sound of a goodbye kiss.

"Okay. See ya Remus!" She called and ambled out of the room, leaving Sirius and me. Alone. Once again.

I tried to preoccupy myself with a fraying thread on the hem of my pajamas as I heard Sirius shuffle towards me.

"You alright mate?" He asked as he sat beside me. His long legs touching mine unconsciously. God. He had no idea what that simple action did to me.

"I'm fine. Just tired" I gave a reassuring smile. It wasn't a complete lie. I really was tired. But I wasn't fine. I hated seeing Sirius with girl after girl as I so often did. I just wish I could explain that to him without seeming…

"That's right. Full moon's tomorrow. You want me to tell Euria I'll meet up with her later? I could stay here if you'd like." He smiled that beautiful smile. The one that made every girl he passed swoon and obsess over him. But not the way I did. No one could feel the way I do. I'd pity them. I didn't even want to feel the way I do.

"No. It's fine. I'm fine. I'm just going to go back to bed." After a few minutes of assuring him that I'd take care of myself and just relax for the day, and that I didn't need him to stay with me, he finally believed me. He smiled and embraced me tightly giving me a (rather torturous) chance to take in his exhilarating scent.

He let go and sat there for a moment, staring at me in a strange way before jumping up and grabbing hold of his leather jacket.

"I'll be back in a few hours." He declared from the doorway, taking one last, prolonged look at me before exiting swiftly.

I fell back onto my pillows and gazed up blankly. What were all those looks he gave me? They seemed to mirror the looks of craving that I gave him.

Yeah right. Sirius Black: gay. Hell would freeze over before that happened.

Even if he did like blokes. He wouldn't go for a guy like me. I was just a pale, scrawny, weak little werewolf. Why would he ever want someone like me when he could have anyone.

That's just it. He wouldn't. No one would.

I wouldn't.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! You should review! D If there's any way you think I can improve I'd love to know. 3