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Unintended
'You could be my unintended, choice to live my life extended. You could be the one I'll always love….'
"Just FUCK OFF Remus!" Sirius screamed down the empty corridor, "Leave me alone!"
Remus Lupin, the 17-year-old Gryffindor, Marauder, cautious prankster and part time werewolf stood totally rigid with shock, staring at the corner that his best friend had disappeared round. Sirius had never spoken to him like that. He'd certainly told Remus to fuck off loads of times, but it was always playful and never meant to offend. That time it had been said with such feeling that Remus was numb. He swallowed the lump in his throat, gathered his resolve and headed after the other boy.
Slowly his shock was turning to anger, How DARE Sirius speak to him like that! He was only trying to help! The leaver's Ball was only a week away and Sirius, SIRIUS! Probably the most infamous womanizer in the History of Hogwarts had not yet found a girl to take.. It wasn't as if he was short on options either, he had girls turning down any other offers in the hope Sirius would ask them. Remus scowled as he marched down the stone passageways. God knows why! Is not as if he treats them well! Remus was not happy with the regard Sirius had for his girlfriends; the old dog had been out with nearly every girl in Gryffindor in his year, as well as countless Ravenclaws, numerous Hufflepuffs and a few Slytherin. However, only one relationship had lasted more than two weeks. Her name was Helena Ferris, she was a Ravenclaw and it had surprised a lot of people when word that they were an item got round, mainly because she was not the normal type that Sirius went for. She was small and slight with very few curves, had very short sandy blonde hair, and large honey brown eyes which contrasted with her pale, sometimes tired, complexion. She looked rather, well, boyish, not at all like the girls Sirius was supposed to go for. That relationship had lasted a month and to Remus's surprise Sirius had seemed quite upset over the break up, but once again cited the fact that "Something was missing" as the reason he couldn't continue to see her. None of the other girls had extracted as much emotion from Black; he got bored quickly and felt no remorse over the break ups. Yet still, they were willing to give him a second chance. Remus, James and Peter put it down to his charm, he was incredibly charismatic, witty, clever and handsome to boot.
Remus scowled again, changing direction and heading towards the Library, Sirius always went there when he wanted to be left alone. I only offered to set him up with a partner for the ball! The little voice in his head reasoned, and he blows up at me! He knows full well, that as Quidditch Captain, he has to have a partner to lead the dancing! I was only trying to help!
Sure enough, Sirius was sat in a dark corner of the vast Library, flicking blindly through a dusty old tome. Remus walked up cautiously and quietly. Sirius didn't even look up, though he undoubtedly heard the footsteps. He had fantastic hearing, maybe it was a canine thing.
Remus coughed deliberately. Sirius, waiting a few moments, looked up slowly and glared at his friend with an air that suggested Remus better have something damn'd important to say. Remus glared silently back, refusing to be the first to speak. He sat opposite the brooding Captain, folded his hands on the table and waited.
Sirius dropped his gaze, his eyes came to rest on Remus hands. He was amazed that they were so delicate and smooth for someone who was transformed into a beast every full moon. Realization dawned on Sirius; it was evident in his eyes when he brought them back up to meet his best friends' steady gaze. It was him who had become the monster, shouting at Remus when he was only trying to help. It wasn't his fault that Sirius was like he was and he shouldn't expect his friends to shoulder his cares.
Sirius opened his mouth to speak. Recently it took a lot of resolve to speak to Remus; he would never understand.
"You don't have to say sorry." Remus said suddenly, Before Sirius had gotten a word out, his voice was soft and comforting. " I mean, I came here so you could apologize but it doesn't matter anymore. I'm sorry I tried to interfere with your, erm, tangled, love life." There was a slight smile on Remus's face; it made Sirius even more miserable: why did the boy have to be so bloody forgiving! He wanted more than anything for Remus to explode and shout and scream at him, to tell him he was a lousy friend and had no regard for other peoples' feelings. Sirius knew he treated people, mainly girls, badly but it was only because he got so frustrated in relationships. He knew why too: it was because the only person he'd ever really wanted to be in a relationship with was the only one who was out of his reach.
'You could be the one who listens, to my deepest inquisitions. You could be the one I'll always love…..'
"Well I'm going to apologize anyway." said Sirius miserably, he looked Remus straight in the eye. "I'm sorry Moony, I've been a prat. You didn't have to help, but you did, so thank you."
Remus just looked quizzically at him in the silence that followed, Sirius's response was…well, it didn't sound right, it sounded rehearsed. Sirius, seeing the slight frown that darkened Remus's features, went back to his book, and, as casually as he could, without sounding like he was up to something, asked
"So, have you found a date yet?"
"Yes." Said Remus, the tiniest hint of suspicion in his voice. Sirius's head jerked up before he realized what he was doing, he was obviously not expecting that answer. He attempted to regain his composure.
"Who is it?" he asked in slight distress.
"Do you know Jane?" Remus asked. The other's expression was blank, he probably knew about five Janes' . Lupin allowed himself to smile knowingly,
"Of course you do" he said, "Jane O'Brien, the Ravenclaw, Head Girl. You went out with her for five days last year, why you did that, I'll never know, you and authority don't really mix do they?" he was smiling widely now and Sirius couldn't help but do the same.
"Well, you know, it was a domination thing." He made a sound like a cracking whip, "But what I don't get is why you are going to the Ball with her. She's not exactly a barrel of laughs. She's Head Girl for God's sake! Why didn't you pick someone else? I know that Primrose girl in the year below would love for you to ask her." Sirius winked, although inside his act was rapidly falling apart; there's someone else who would love you to ask them too he thought sadly. Remus laughed,
"Well, I'm not equipped with your infinite charm and love radar, am I? My choices are a little more limited. And besides," he added defensively, "She's not that bad! She's very intelligent. Who cares if she hasn't got a sense of humor?" Remus didn't sound convinced.
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Yeah, great. On the night you should be getting as drunk as possible. You'll be engaged in serious philosophical discussion, what laughs!"
There was a pause, he dropped the sarcasm and became quite serious, "and besides, it's only because they don't know you."
When it was quite clear Remus had no idea what his friend was talking about Sirius tried, unconvincingly, to explain.
"Err, well, you know. I mean, if girls got to know you, what you're really like, rather than the quiet, shy Remus most people see -----". Remus made to object but Sirius silenced him, "---- don't get me wrong, I think it's adorable, but if you let these girls closer to you they'd see that you're a lot of things ---".
"Yeah, like a monster!" Remus cut in.
"You are not a monster!" Black hissed, with such force it was a little shocking, "Lucius Malfoy is a monster! You're just…unlucky." He said the last word with a sigh.
He gave the blonde a lopsided grin and continued, "They would see that you are amazing, that you're a fantastic friend, that you deserve the best."
There was an uneasy silence; Sirius looked at the table, becoming immensely interested in the grain of the wood when nothing else was said.
Remus just sat there, unsure of a suitable reply. Sirius had just said his little monologue with such seriousness and feeling…how was he supposed to reply to that? He decided upon the best course of action and changed the subject.
"Well, have you found a date yet Padfoot? You must have no end of possible dates? Though God knows why, the way you carry on."
Sirius seemed taken aback by the question, but recovered quickly, "I know what you think of my, err, exploits mate. And in answer, yes, I do have a date." It was a downright lie. He didn't even have anyone one in mind, well, not anyone he could actually ask. But he was so used to covering up now it was second nature.
"Really!?" replied Remus, surprised. "When did that happen? Who is it? Anyone I know?"
Sirius was convinced he heard disappointment in his friend's voice but passed it off as wishful thinking, he grinned,
"Ahh, I'm not telling, You'll find out in seven days."
"No, go on!" Remus insisted, "Tell me."
"Nope," Sirius stood up and closed the book, "I've got to go Moony, I'll see you later." And he left, thinking furiously of a girl he could take. He was halfway to the Gryffindor common room when he bumped straight into someone, he looked up, a tall, blonde Slytherin girl stood staring back at him.
"Oh, hullo Kate." He said simply.
"Hello Sirius." She stood there, not saying anything, but apparently waiting for something, she began to play with a section of her long hair.
Sirius sighed inwardly, well, she is pretty, a little voice said.
"Kate." He said firmly "Would you like to go to the leaver's ball with me?"
She smiled in satisfaction. "Of course."
Unintended
'You could be my unintended, choice to live my life extended. You could be the one I'll always love….'
"Just FUCK OFF Remus!" Sirius screamed down the empty corridor, "Leave me alone!"
Remus Lupin, the 17-year-old Gryffindor, Marauder, cautious prankster and part time werewolf stood totally rigid with shock, staring at the corner that his best friend had disappeared round. Sirius had never spoken to him like that. He'd certainly told Remus to fuck off loads of times, but it was always playful and never meant to offend. That time it had been said with such feeling that Remus was numb. He swallowed the lump in his throat, gathered his resolve and headed after the other boy.
Slowly his shock was turning to anger, How DARE Sirius speak to him like that! He was only trying to help! The leaver's Ball was only a week away and Sirius, SIRIUS! Probably the most infamous womanizer in the History of Hogwarts had not yet found a girl to take.. It wasn't as if he was short on options either, he had girls turning down any other offers in the hope Sirius would ask them. Remus scowled as he marched down the stone passageways. God knows why! Is not as if he treats them well! Remus was not happy with the regard Sirius had for his girlfriends; the old dog had been out with nearly every girl in Gryffindor in his year, as well as countless Ravenclaws, numerous Hufflepuffs and a few Slytherin. However, only one relationship had lasted more than two weeks. Her name was Helena Ferris, she was a Ravenclaw and it had surprised a lot of people when word that they were an item got round, mainly because she was not the normal type that Sirius went for. She was small and slight with very few curves, had very short sandy blonde hair, and large honey brown eyes which contrasted with her pale, sometimes tired, complexion. She looked rather, well, boyish, not at all like the girls Sirius was supposed to go for. That relationship had lasted a month and to Remus's surprise Sirius had seemed quite upset over the break up, but once again cited the fact that "Something was missing" as the reason he couldn't continue to see her. None of the other girls had extracted as much emotion from Black; he got bored quickly and felt no remorse over the break ups. Yet still, they were willing to give him a second chance. Remus, James and Peter put it down to his charm, he was incredibly charismatic, witty, clever and handsome to boot.
Remus scowled again, changing direction and heading towards the Library, Sirius always went there when he wanted to be left alone. I only offered to set him up with a partner for the ball! The little voice in his head reasoned, and he blows up at me! He knows full well, that as Quidditch Captain, he has to have a partner to lead the dancing! I was only trying to help!
Sure enough, Sirius was sat in a dark corner of the vast Library, flicking blindly through a dusty old tome. Remus walked up cautiously and quietly. Sirius didn't even look up, though he undoubtedly heard the footsteps. He had fantastic hearing, maybe it was a canine thing.
Remus coughed deliberately. Sirius, waiting a few moments, looked up slowly and glared at his friend with an air that suggested Remus better have something damn'd important to say. Remus glared silently back, refusing to be the first to speak. He sat opposite the brooding Captain, folded his hands on the table and waited.
Sirius dropped his gaze, his eyes came to rest on Remus hands. He was amazed that they were so delicate and smooth for someone who was transformed into a beast every full moon. Realization dawned on Sirius; it was evident in his eyes when he brought them back up to meet his best friends' steady gaze. It was him who had become the monster, shouting at Remus when he was only trying to help. It wasn't his fault that Sirius was like he was and he shouldn't expect his friends to shoulder his cares.
Sirius opened his mouth to speak. Recently it took a lot of resolve to speak to Remus; he would never understand.
"You don't have to say sorry." Remus said suddenly, Before Sirius had gotten a word out, his voice was soft and comforting. " I mean, I came here so you could apologize but it doesn't matter anymore. I'm sorry I tried to interfere with your, erm, tangled, love life." There was a slight smile on Remus's face; it made Sirius even more miserable: why did the boy have to be so bloody forgiving! He wanted more than anything for Remus to explode and shout and scream at him, to tell him he was a lousy friend and had no regard for other peoples' feelings. Sirius knew he treated people, mainly girls, badly but it was only because he got so frustrated in relationships. He knew why too: it was because the only person he'd ever really wanted to be in a relationship with was the only one who was out of his reach.
'You could be the one who listens, to my deepest inquisitions. You could be the one I'll always love…..'
"Well I'm going to apologize anyway." said Sirius miserably, he looked Remus straight in the eye. "I'm sorry Moony, I've been a prat. You didn't have to help, but you did, so thank you."
Remus just looked quizzically at him in the silence that followed, Sirius's response was…well, it didn't sound right, it sounded rehearsed. Sirius, seeing the slight frown that darkened Remus's features, went back to his book, and, as casually as he could, without sounding like he was up to something, asked
"So, have you found a date yet?"
"Yes." Said Remus, the tiniest hint of suspicion in his voice. Sirius's head jerked up before he realized what he was doing, he was obviously not expecting that answer. He attempted to regain his composure.
"Who is it?" he asked in slight distress.
"Do you know Jane?" Remus asked. The other's expression was blank, he probably knew about five Janes' . Lupin allowed himself to smile knowingly,
"Of course you do" he said, "Jane O'Brien, the Ravenclaw, Head Girl. You went out with her for five days last year, why you did that, I'll never know, you and authority don't really mix do they?" he was smiling widely now and Sirius couldn't help but do the same.
"Well, you know, it was a domination thing." He made a sound like a cracking whip, "But what I don't get is why you are going to the Ball with her. She's not exactly a barrel of laughs. She's Head Girl for God's sake! Why didn't you pick someone else? I know that Primrose girl in the year below would love for you to ask her." Sirius winked, although inside his act was rapidly falling apart; there's someone else who would love you to ask them too he thought sadly. Remus laughed,
"Well, I'm not equipped with your infinite charm and love radar, am I? My choices are a little more limited. And besides," he added defensively, "She's not that bad! She's very intelligent. Who cares if she hasn't got a sense of humor?" Remus didn't sound convinced.
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Yeah, great. On the night you should be getting as drunk as possible. You'll be engaged in serious philosophical discussion, what laughs!"
There was a pause, he dropped the sarcasm and became quite serious, "and besides, it's only because they don't know you."
When it was quite clear Remus had no idea what his friend was talking about Sirius tried, unconvincingly, to explain.
"Err, well, you know. I mean, if girls got to know you, what you're really like, rather than the quiet, shy Remus most people see -----". Remus made to object but Sirius silenced him, "---- don't get me wrong, I think it's adorable, but if you let these girls closer to you they'd see that you're a lot of things ---".
"Yeah, like a monster!" Remus cut in.
"You are not a monster!" Black hissed, with such force it was a little shocking, "Lucius Malfoy is a monster! You're just…unlucky." He said the last word with a sigh.
He gave the blonde a lopsided grin and continued, "They would see that you are amazing, that you're a fantastic friend, that you deserve the best."
There was an uneasy silence; Sirius looked at the table, becoming immensely interested in the grain of the wood when nothing else was said.
Remus just sat there, unsure of a suitable reply. Sirius had just said his little monologue with such seriousness and feeling…how was he supposed to reply to that? He decided upon the best course of action and changed the subject.
"Well, have you found a date yet Padfoot? You must have no end of possible dates? Though God knows why, the way you carry on."
Sirius seemed taken aback by the question, but recovered quickly, "I know what you think of my, err, exploits mate. And in answer, yes, I do have a date." It was a downright lie. He didn't even have anyone one in mind, well, not anyone he could actually ask. But he was so used to covering up now it was second nature.
"Really!?" replied Remus, surprised. "When did that happen? Who is it? Anyone I know?"
Sirius was convinced he heard disappointment in his friend's voice but passed it off as wishful thinking, he grinned,
"Ahh, I'm not telling, You'll find out in seven days."
"No, go on!" Remus insisted, "Tell me."
"Nope," Sirius stood up and closed the book, "I've got to go Moony, I'll see you later." And he left, thinking furiously of a girl he could take. He was halfway to the Gryffindor common room when he bumped straight into someone, he looked up, a tall, blonde Slytherin girl stood staring back at him.
"Oh, hullo Kate." He said simply.
"Hello Sirius." She stood there, not saying anything, but apparently waiting for something, she began to play with a section of her long hair.
Sirius sighed inwardly, well, she is pretty, a little voice said.
"Kate." He said firmly "Would you like to go to the leaver's ball with me?"
She smiled in satisfaction. "Of course."