Safe in your arms

Stolen books and unexpected visits

So, this idea is overused, I know! Remus has trouble at home, and Sirius is the knight in shinning armor, coming to rescue him on his motorsicle. But, stick with me, and read the chapters, then you'll see maybe this isn't overused after all... maybe it's even refreshing and new ;) Hope you like!

I disclaim everything. Except the name of Sirius' motorbike ( The Black Bitch)

Sirius sighed and looked up from his book. Not that it was his, really. It was Remus'. He had taken the book from the younger boy a couple of weeks ago, when he had refused to give Sirius the much needed attention. And all because he rather read a book then give up his precious time to spend wasted hours with Sirius. How could he? Well he couldn't, after Sirius had kidnapped his book and refused to give it back, or share its whereabouts. Ah, sweet teenage-delinquency.

Sirius peered around his bedroom, and his eyes fell on the drawer, where a small mobile phone lay. He wasn't allowed to have one, but didn't really care. Lots of muggle-borns at Hogwarts had one, and he found it very easy when he wanted to talk to Remus during the holidays. When he was sure his mother wasn't near his bedroom, he'd call Remus and they'd talk. He had expected it to be the same this time. And Remus had promised to call him as soon as he got home. The call never came. Sirius didn't want to disturb him, so he hadn't called himself. He wrote letter after letter though. But there was no answer.

Sirius got out of his comfortable chair and took his mobile. He'd waited long enough, and what if there was something wrong with Moony?

When a voice answered, it wasn't at all like Sirius remembered the voice of Remus' mother. Of course, it had happened in the past that Remus' mother or father would answer the phone. But the woman on the other side of the line didn't sound like Remus' mother. Yet she had to be. Who else would be in Remus' house?

"Lupins here. Who is this?" The woman asked rather rude.

"Hi miss Lupin, it's Sirius…" began Sirius, but the woman cut him off.

"I'm not miss Lupin, I'm Richard's sister, Linda. Richard and Emily went to France." She snapped, as if mad because of Sirius' unawareness.

"Oh, I was wondering if I could talk to Remus?" He said hastily, before she could interrupt again.

There was a pause.

"Who are you again?" She asked with an air of impatience.

"Sirius Black." Sirius said.

An other pause. Then the woman's voice called out: "Remus! REMUS! Where're you at?"

Sirius could hear Remus' distant voice say: "I was cleaning the kitchen aunt, like you told me to."

Sirius frowned and listened to the conversation.

"Has Sam been fed?" Yelled the aunt.

"Yes, Derek put him in bed about a…" began Remus.

"Derek? You made Derek do YOUR chores, Remus?" She asked maliciously.

"No, no," stuttered Remus. "He offered to do it himself and…"

"Come here! And don't give Derek your chores again!" She snapped. "You have five minutes, and I give you twenty to clean the kitchen!"

Sirius heard loud footsteps, nothing, and then Remus' soft voice, saying: "Remus Lupin, who am I talking to please?"

"Remmi, it's me," Sirius said, lying down on his bed. "What the hell is going on over there? Have you joined the army or something?"

"Oh, that…" Remus seemed to hesitate. "It's not as bad as it seems… just my aunt… she's here and brought her kids, and well… not that bad…" Remus stammered.

Sirius raised an eyebrow and stared outside. It was a dreary autumn day. He'd hidden the Black Bitch far away on the premises. Today would be a great day to take her for a ride.

"Remus, what's going on? Why haven't you called me?" Sirius asked.

"I've just been… busy, that's all…" Remus bit his lip on the other side of the line.

The reason why he hadn't called was because he wasn't allowed to. And because he'd been afraid that if he'd called, he would've told Sirius what happened in his place, now that his parents were in France. That would surely cause trouble.

"Too busy to give me attention? Hmm, sounds familiar," Remus chuckled. After all, he was happy to hear Sirius' voice. It made his problems seem so small and insignificant. "How's your aunt?"

"Muggle-ish. Not that muggles are bad… just… she is," said Remus, he checked to make sure he was alone in the room. "The only nice one is Sam, and that's no surprise. He just turned one last week."

It was Sirius' time to laugh. Then he remembered the conversation he had overheard between Remus and his aunt.

"And what? They just use you as house-elf or something?" He asked, getting a bit angry at Remus' aunt.

"It's not…" began Remus.

"That bad?" Asked Sirius. "Yeah, you told me that already. But why do you put up with it? Even though 'it's not that bad'." Sirius mimicked his words and drowned them with sarcasm.

Remus sighed deeply.

"Like I have a choice? My mum and dad won't be back 'till the end of the holidays. And I can't just run away from home, can I?"

Sirius was about to retort when Remus' aunt yelled: "REMUS! I GAVE YOU FIVE MINUTES! GET OFF THE PHONE!" There was a sound of skin connecting with yaw, and Remus gave a yelp of pain.

'The bitch is hitting Remus!' Sirius stared perplex at the phone. There was nothing but a vague beeping noise.

Remus dipped the cloth in the soapy water, and continued scrubbing the floor. His cheek felt like it was on fire. His aunt had been quite malicious this time. Not one but five punches had he gotten for his four-minutes-conversation with Sirius, of which his aunt had claimed it had lasted ten. He just hoped Sirius wasn't suspicious. He didn't want Sirius to worry. Remus thought about how nice school had been, and how damn rotten the vacation was. He had just been thinking how good it had been to hear Sirius' voice again, when the door opened. Looking up, he hoped it wouldn't be his aunt. O no. This was worse.

"Well hello Remmi. Playing Cinderella again?"

It was Derek. Honestly, Remus preferred his aunt over Derek.

"Can you just go? Or you'll get the floor dirty again." Remus said, and continued cleaning.

Derek walked to where Remus was sitting on his knees. There were some ugly spots that were caused by his aunt's cigarettes, and they wouldn't go away. He didn't look up, and pretended not to know that Derek was even in the same room as he was. Remus shifted so he wouldn't have to see him, and dipped his cloth in the yellow bucket. He could hear Derek move, and only seconds later he pressed his body against Remus' and whispered: "don't worry, I won't."

Remus pushed hard against Derek's chest and he fell backwards. He scrambled up, grinned and left the kitchen again. Remus felt a strong urge to start crying, but he knew that if the kitchen wouldn't be clean in five minutes, his aunt would completely explode.

Sirius took another scarf from his closet and walked to the door. The hallway was mother-free, so he dashed over to the staircase. He could see light coming from the living room, and Regulus was apparently talking to his mother. She had always liked him best.

'The perfect Slytherin.' Thinking about his brother, Sirius snuck out the backdoor, into the yard.

It would take him exactly seven minutes to reach the Black Bitch. Three if he ran all the way. But if he did, he'd be all sweaty and exhausted, and he wanted to look good for Remus. He didn't want to be a mess, and smelly and tired. So he walked, as fast as he could. By the time he mounted his motorbike, five minutes had passed, and Sirius smelled fine. He steered the bike into the evening and enjoyed the cool breeze, wondering what Remus was doing.

Remus sighed deeply and put the bucket under the sink. The kitchen was clean. Finally. He felt as if he'd been on the floor for several hours. Which could be true. He couldn't quite tell. He didn't know what time it had been when he had started, or how late it was now. Oh well. He got up. He hadn't seen his aunt in a while, but he could make out her quite plump form, walking around in the garden. Derek was in one of the chairs, talking to his mother. Sam, the handsome baby-boy, was in his crib. Remus vaguely wondered if he'd be allowed to go outside now. Then he realised he was tired, really. He yawned, and was about to go upstairs, when his aunt came in.

"Ah," she barked. "I see you're done cleaning? It was about time!"

Remus nodded. His aunt was about to speak again, when they heard a great roar, coming from outside. His aunt's eyes widened, and Derek came in, holding Sam.

"What's that mum," he asked, as the roaring continued. "Who's making that noise?"

Sam started sniffling, and Remus took him from Derek quickly. He preferred to be held by Remus. He was gentler, in a way.

"I have no idea," his aunt said, making her way to the front door. "Let's find out, shall we?"

Remus and Derek followed her. Honestly, Remus had an idea of what might be making the awful racket. But maybe he was wrong. And if he wasn't, he'd like to see this. His aunt opened the door, at the exact time that the noise stopped. She stepped onto the front lawn, to see what was going on. Derek and Remus followed, only to find aunt Linda staring at something in the distance. Remus peered off into the dark. There was definitely something out there, but because of the lack of light, he couldn't see what it was. He decided to just guess.

"Sirius?" He questioned.

His aunt glared furiously at him. Derek looked confused.

"Remmi!" Came Sirius' warm voice. "Good," he stalked closer, so they could now all see his lovely features. "I was afraid I'd gotten the wrong house."

"What..." Remus began, but he couldn't finish, he was simply dumbstruck.

Sirius came even closer, grinning mischievously. Derek was about to say something when Sirius lovingly wrapped an arm around Remus' hip, kissed his cheek and said, sounding cheery and hoarse as always: "you missed me?"

Remus blushed a deep crimson and Sam made a giggling noise.

"Merlin," Sirius went on, noticing him for the first time. "He isn't yours, right. I'm the one that's supposed to de-virgin you, not some girl."

His grin widened as Remus blushed some more. Derek's mouth opened even more, trying to find a sassy remark, and Linda frowned not knowing what to say just yet.

"I told you about Sam on the phone," Remus said, smiling. He swayed her in his arms. "He's my nephew."

"Good," Sirius said. "I'd hate to think that you were cheating on me," he then focussed on Derek and his aunt. "Aren't you going to introduce me, Sweets?"

"This is my aunt, Linda," Remus made a half-pointing gesture. "And my other nephew, Derek."

Sirius tried his best to smile, and held out a hand. Linda eyed it suspiciously and said: "and you are?"

"Oh," Sirius' smile turned into a bitter one. "We talked on the phone. I'm Sirius Black."

"And what are you to Remus?" She asked.

Remus opened his mouth to answer, knowing he'd do his best to shock his aunt in any way possible. Sirius, knowing Remus would prevent him from shocking his aunt in any way possible, quickly covered his mouth with his hand, said: "his boyfriend," grinned wickedly and continued: "so, you're supposed to show me around Love. Why aren't we moving?" And waltzed towards the house, leaving two dumbfounded muggles, and a wizard who could've known with a baby.

Remus looked back for a minute, still not knowing how Sirius actually got here, but then decided to just follow him, before he made a mess of things.

This was chapter one! Hope you're really curious to read the rest ;) Review if you liked it, if you didn't, read the next chapters, maybe you'll change your mind!