-Author's Note: Well hullo there! This is my first attempt at a story of this nature but I've always wanted to try so here you have it. I don't know how far I'll take this story, or even if I'll finish it for that matter (doubtful that I won't but still...) so I'll keep a high age rating as a precaution. I also intend to switch point of views frequently as you will soon see. Now, for those of you reading this that didn't bother reading the summary this is a Buffy (although that will come in the next chapter) and Harry Potter crossover and a SIRIUS/REMUS PAIRING! If homosexuality (and no, I'm not saying Remus and Sirius are gay but if you're not comfortable with the concept of being gay then you won't like this story most likely) or angst or anything like this makes you uncomfortable please do not read this story. All that will come out of it is negative reviews, you feeling greatly scandalized, and me getting very annoyed. I do not wish to be flamed, especially about a main concept of the story! If you wish to give me constructive criticism that is welcome and hoped for but please no blatant angry reviews without any real meaning. As I've told others in reviews, is a place for people to become better writers by having others gives helpful hints and corrections, not to impose your beliefs onto someone else. For this story Italics means someone thinking and a line – either is the separation of different parts of the chapter or separating different character views. So without further ado, or gibber I give you.......... Chapter One: A Horror that Surpasses Any Nightmare.
Sirius knelt by the figure sprawled on the cold tiled floor. The figure, a man, moaned and turned over. He got on all fours and began to violently empty his stomach.
"It was a hard transformation wasn't it? Oh my poor Remus." Sirius began rubbing the werewolf's hunched shoulders. "You'll be fine soon. We'll get you something to eat and let you have a rest." He spoke soothingly, but to an onlooker, his eyes were clearly worried. Of late, the turning from man to wolf had been very difficult on Remus. Very painful, and the aftermath more long lasting. The fore-mentioned stopped vomiting and tuned his head to face Sirius.
"You actually are under the delusion I could eat anything?"
"You must. You're weak. Come, what should I have Molly fix for you?" Sirius grabbed Remus' arm; out it over his shoulder and began painstakingly, slowly, to haul him to his feet. As the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor swayed it became evident he would need help back to his bed. Sirius reached out to steady Remus as he almost fell. Step by step, inch by inch, they made their way to the lodgings Sirius had given to the unfortunate werewolf.
After Sirius had made sure Remus was comfortable he went to the kitchen in hopes of finding Mrs. Weasley.
"Can I help you with something?" Sirius winced at the hard tomes. He had forgotten her anger at Mundungus over the dementor incident and her blaming of him.
"I just went and unlocked Remus. He's not feeling well but needs food. I was wondering if you could fix him something."
"Not feeling well? Has he fallen ill or does he just need to eat?" At the mention of a sick Remus Molly's tones immediately became worried and motherly. Yet Sirius still had to lie to her. Sirius had decided (more like been ordered by Remus) not to tell anyone about the odd way the full moon had been affecting him the last few transformations.
There was no need to add more worry to an already nerve-taught household. Besides, the attention and efforts of the Order needed to be focused on Harry. Needless to say, Sirius hadn't been able to put together a counter argument.
"I'm not sure. He might have caught something."
"Well, I'll go tend to him right away." As she bustled off to go look at Remus, Sirius sighed inwardly. He could only hope she didn't find anything too peculiar. He was loathe to admit it but what really shamed him was that he almost hoped the mother of seven would figure out what was wrong and end the continual suffering.
Half an hour or so later, after Mrs. Weasley had come and gone from Remus' room Sirius decided he should go check on him. Remus would most likely be mad that Sirius had sent Molly to look at him though. As Sirius entered the room it was clear she had found nothing particularly out of the ordinary, the relief was as clear on Remus' face as if painted on.
"Well, feeling better?" Sirius walked over and sat on the edge of Remus' bed.
"Yes, Molly gave me some such antibiotics for the flu, and a meal. Which, by the way," and here he pinned narrowed brown eyes on Sirius. "I expressly said I did not want."
"I'm sorry but you DID need the nourishment, whether you actually wanted it or not was of little consequence."
"What if she had found something wrong? That is, something besides the "flu". Then what would I have done?"
"Would it really have been so bad if she did manage to figure out what ails you?! Would it have been so bad if things went back to normal?"
"Oh Sirius, my dear Sirius I am sorry. I really hadn't thought how all this must have been affecting you." Remus reached across the bed and gently took hold of the former convicts arm. "I just think that compared to Harry's multiple troubles mine is of no importance. If it does become too much I'll do something."
"Don't worry?! You'll do "SOMETHING"! Remus, honestly what could you do? The only thing that would be wise would be to do exactly what you don't want to do and tell Dumbledore. Since you won't do that how do you expect me not to worry?"
"If it get's much worse I'll go see a doctor or something if that'll make you feel better. You're right though, I won't tell Dumbledore unless this somehow causes me to become out of control."
"You need to see a doctor now. Or at least tell Molly. Maybe she can help."
"No, not yet. Please, try not to be so upset about it. I'm still fully functional aren't I? In a few days I'll be back to normal."
"Until the next full moon," Sirius grumbled. "At which you'll be more miserable and more ill."
"It'll be fine. Come here," Remus drew Sirius towards him. Sirius layed his head down on the muscular chest. "After all, it can't get much worse now can it?" As he spoke Remus began to stroke his lover's hair, persistently, continually until Sirius was well asleep. Remus was quick to join him.
Outside, holding her Defense Against the Dark Arts book tightly to her chest as if she would slide of the tip of the earth if she let go for even a second was Hermione. She had heard the entire conversation. She hadn't meant to hear, only to question Remus on the workings of a complex version of the body-binding jinx. It didn't come as a shock that Remus and Sirius were together. They had gone through so many things together, both good and bad. Not to mention they had known each other since their first year at Hogwarts. No, that wasn't at all surprising. What Hermione was shocked by was that her admired teacher was ill and daft enough to NOT TELL DUMBELDORE?! Honestly, how utterly idiotic. Well, if they won't tell anyone neither can I. I'll just have to research. Maybe I can at least help a tad. Hermione then bustled of to the library. Luckily, the Black household had an enormous library. Rather full of one topic it was true; so finding information on anything but the Dark Arts could be tricky, but not impossible. -
Well? Please review and tell me what you think. The Buffy cross over will come in the next chapter. I'm not sure who will be brought in exactly except for Buffy, Giles, Willow, Xander, Oz, and Spyke (also could someone please tell me how you're supposed to spell that. Spike or Spyke?). If there's any other main character you'd like to have added please tell me in a review and I will most definitely consider it. You can also talk to me via email: if you like or by AIM: sunburstcat. I really like meeting online friends so you can also just email/AIM to chat if you like. I'll update when I can!!! Never think I won't come back and I've left this story for because I never ever will. I'll always tell you if I'm going to drop the story so even if I'm gone for a year I WILL come back. Understood? Good then. Until next time. UK All The Way signing off.
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