Welcome to Learning Love by Enyo.

Summary:

10 years ago, I lost everything, including knowing what love was. For the last 5 years at Hogwarts, I've slowly managed to make some friends (and plenty of enemies) along the way. I may seem like I know what I'm doing, but really I don't. AU 1976 RemusXOC

AN: This is an AU with a slight crossover with Aventura, one of my favourite manga series (if anyone knows where to get the English translation of volumes 4 and 5, please message me ^^). It's only a few characters, so you don't need to know what that manga is. No flames please, and reviews are much likes as to know how I'm doing. I apologize in advance for any OOCness for I've only read up to the 3rd book about a decade ago, but have watched all the movies to date, and things are adjusted to fit into the story too. I will be also be bring some oriental culture into this fanfiction, and a bunch of other mythological beings from all over the globe. And also, it's more school life in the beginning before the rest of it start, and it might seem more like a SiriusXOC but it's not.

Disclaimer: If you recognize something from somewhere, then I most likely don't own it, him, her or thing. Most of the places, spells and characters will belong to J.K. Rowling. A hand full of characters from Adventura belong to Shin Midorikawa, but they're all out of character from the manga. There are a bunch of OCs just because there's not enough people to make a class and I own them (and probably anything else that you don't recognize).

Please copy this into your mind and project it onto the other chapters. It's annoying for me to write and for you to read (or scroll through) every time. ^.^

Now for some warnings: Gore (expect plenty), violence, swearing and a lot of randomness ('cause anything can happen and anything goes).

I hope you enjoy! ^^

1st Bell – Off to a Start

"I can't believe you," I huffed, crossing my arms and tapping my foot in frustration.

"I'm sitting here at the moment, aren't I?" a deep voice said calmly. It was a voice I heard a lot, and I was the one to hear it plenty more now than anyone else on this depressing world. The young man, sitting across from me, flipped to the next page of the Daily Prophet he was reading.

"But why? Why this year?" I demanded sounding quite childish, I believe.

"I feel like leaving Evelyn Estate for a longer period."

"Then why take up this job? Did you have to become my teacher? I actually have to take this course, Riv."

"It's Professor Riventzel to you, Seiki," he corrected coolly, as I lost mine. Allow me to interrupt my rampage here to tell you a bit about…anything really…. Qualfer Riventzel, Hogwarts' new Defence Against the Dark Art's professor, and…we happen to live in the same building…house…well, mainly just the summer, seeing that I'm clearly a student, of which happened to be Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He's a more beautiful than handsome man: delicate features, smooth fair skin, a head fully of thick black hair. Heck, if he cross-dressed, I wouldn't know he was a guy. He's a little on the short side to boot, but still taller than me.

But there are parts of him that had people keep their distance away from him. For one, half his face, the right side, was covered by an Obsidian mask. There's a silvery sheen to the stone, and was finely craved to look like the happy face of the drama masks. Just to put it out there, he isn't much of a comedian. He's a very dark man and usually in black. Now, back to the situation at hand:

His deep amethyst coloured eye often peered over the paper (you can only see one. I've only seen one in all the years I've known him, about 11 years now), which he hasn't done since he opened the damn newspaper. "Where are you going?" I don't know if his right eye worked. I had my doubts it did. He has a mask over it and he never bothered to move his long bangs from falling into his line of sight, well, only for the right eye. I've never seen what's under the mask. He can't remove it. Technique he could, but he would most likely die from it: the Mask Curse. Someone somewhere mentioned its dark power and I never bothered to ask, so I don't know what it does.

"Out, and don't follow me," I growled out angrily. Maybe I should calm down before I miss the floor and drop my trunk on my foot.

"We're on a moving train. Where do you think you can go?" he questioned, his eye falling down to the written words once more.

"Ugh, I have a life here, Professor Riv. Stay out of it."

"Are you going to be this moody all year long?" I had been throwing this temper since we started out on this journey to the Hogwarts Castle, which was when I found out about his new job.

"Will be if you stick your nose in my school life here. You just stay as my professor and I'll behave civilly with you."

"I'm still your friend, no matter what happens, Seiki."

I paused at the doorway of the compartment. It was just the two of us in there. The war going on with Voldemort reining his terror down on our world had the train more empty than it should be, too many people dropping dead I suppose. A few of my classmates have already died in this war out of casualties or from their family. I sighed heavily, letting my hand slip from the notch for opening the door. "Don't mix me up with my brother…. I'm not your responsibility, Qualfer…." I slipped out of the room letting the door slam shut by itself.

I growled in irritation, when I was jerked back onto my arse. I stood up just ready about ready to tear of the head of the idiot but found my clothing stuck between the doorframe and door. I violently jerked the door open, "Sei – " pulled my cloak out of the gap and proceeded to storm down the hall with my trunk nosily clattering behind me.

-Remus' POV-

'It's around here, if I remember correctly,' I thought, not being able to locate the compartment my friends occupied before I left to be briefed on the Prefect duties. "Where is it…? Where could they be – Oof."

"Shit!" a soft voice swore as I looked down at where the crashing sounded ended, and there, on her sitting on her trunk with her hands behind her as support, was Seiki. She seemed to be very angry at the moment, seething mad.

I held my hand out to her. "Are you alright, Seiki?"

The young girl (she's actually in my year so we were the same age,) glanced up with her large celestine eyes. "…Remus?" She took my hand and I pulled her up. She only came up to my shoulders and her long black hair fell down to her waist. Her small hands patted her uniform trying to straighten it out. I smiled a little; she was wearing the shirt she usually doesn't. It wasn't her loose, large and wrinkled shirt that she's usually seen. This one was ironed and neat. "Thanks….Sorry about running into you. I wasn't paying attention as to where I was going." She, rather violently, jerked her trunk upright.

"Are you okay? You look a little upset."

She smiled softly, shaking her head. "It's nothing."

"Moony! There you are! Oh, you found my sweetheart!" Sirius yelled, poking his head out of some compartment I had passed. "Come sit with us, Hun."

I watched the girl thinking something over before grinning happily at Sirius. She glanced up at me. "Come on, Remus. Let's get going before more people start running into you." She tugged my sleeve behind her with her trunk as she dragged both of us. "Hey, Sirius."

"How's your summer?" he asked her, grabbing her trunk and throwing it up onto the rack. "Sit here." He grabbed her by the waist and tugged her down with him as he flopped onto a seat.

"Did you have to bring your girlfriends in here, Sirius?" James sighed.

"It's Seiki, James. Not one of Sirius' girlfriends," she corrected, trying to peel the hands off her hips as she shifted onto the seat instead of sitting on Sirius' leg. I ended up settling on the spot next to her. I doubt she noticed since she was half in my lap, trying to get away from Sirius.

Meet Seiki Narusei, the only consistent girl in Sirius Black's life for the last year and a half or so. There as Lily Evans, but that was because of James Potter. Seiki was most definitely not the playboy's type, so none of us understand his actions towards her. She wasn't the busty blonds or secretly wild brunettes he talks about. Neither was she gunning for him or was so utterly innocent that the Black can't help but want to taint. She's rather plain compared to all the other girls of Hogwarts, well besides those stunning eyes of gems. She had somehow caught Sirius' eye some time after he turned 15.

"Sirius, stop! My arse hurts from falling on it so many times today!" she cried and then paused. She looked up at me and grinned nervously. "I'm sorry, Remus." She slid onto the seat between the two of us. "Sirius! Stop!" She started laughing, trying to get away from Sirius, which ended up with her falling to the ground, on her buttocks…again. "Ow…." She rubbed the area she landed on, jingling the pair of bells on a very worn leather rope on her left wrist. The bells were crystals (Moonstones: one a dark grey almost black and the other a translucent white, and both with a pale blue film like tint) in a special shape that fit together into a sphere like heart.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Sweetheart," the Black smirked, pulling her up onto the seat.

"I'm not some teddy bear you can throw around and tickle, Sirius," the girl huffed, standing up. She sat on the other side of me when I was motioned to move over. I wasn't going to get in between the two emotionally but I was stuck physically. "What question are you talking about anyways?" James looked up from the chessboard he was playing against Peter. I shrugged, not knowing how to get out from under the two teens talking over me.

"I asked how was your summer."

Seiki shrugged, pouting a bit. "Same as last year. You, love?" She motioned to her left forearm. She was referring to the Dark Mark. How this innocent looking girl knew of it, I don't know, but she knew that this was the summer Sirius would have been recruited. She's not one to read the papers or anything, so I'm clueless to her knowledge of this matter.

Sirius rolled up his sleeves showing her with a proud grin. She grinned back and they high fived. They looked as if they were talking through smiles; some language beyond me, and most likely James and Peter too. We often find ourselves pondering translations, all of which were rather hilarious and ridicules. They laughed out together and Sirius shoved me to the window seat so he could move into the seat next to the Japanese girl. She's not some transfer student; she's been going to Hogwarts since I have. 'Yes! I am out of that potential mess!' I mentally cheered.

A potential mess because for over a year, these two have been playing some flirting game, as Sirius left a growing path of broken hearts. He always came back to this single girl who has never said yes to anyone asking her out. How she doesn't fall prey to the Black charms is a mystery to all; she just keeps refusing him.

"Oh! Oh! Look what I've got here!" he pulled out a sack and Seiki screamed, jumping up. "HAHAHA! That was priceless! The look on your face just now wa…Uh-oh…."

"Uh-oh is right, mate," she growled, looking positively murderous. One of the few things to throw her into such a state was…bugs, and Sirius had just opened a bag full of centipedes in her face. He leapt for the door, running down the hall as she gave chase.

James shook his head. "Even I know you can't do that if you ever want to date the girl," he said, and that alone was saying something, saying a lot. How could Sirius of all people mess this up? "Still, she should say yes and be rid of Sirius' bugging."

"From what I heard it's impossible to get that girl to go out with you," Peter said adding his two-cent. "Checkmate, Prongs."

"What? Ugh…. What are you blokes taking this year?"

"I'm hoping to continue most of my subjects."

"Same here," I agreed.

"What's Lily taking this year?" James asked me. "Did she tell you?"

I sighed heavily and nodded. "All 10 subjects same as last year."

"…Merlin, I can't take on all that and be Quidditch Captain." Peter and I shook our heads silently agreeing that our friends were in a hopeless love. James had pulled out a parchment and started to map out the courses that Lily was taking and trying to figure out if it'd work with him. "Why does she have to take so many bloody classes?" Ignoring James, I pulled out a novel I was reading and Peter went to talk with the Trolley Lady. James and Sirius were in similar situations but the difference being that James was stuck in an unrequited love as Sirius had a line of girls he was going through like tissue paper.

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AN: Please review ^^, much appreciated. (Already working on the 2nd chapter.)