Hey Fans! This is my first attempt at a story on this site. I will try to update this regularly. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR SKY, CASSIDY AND ANY ADULT NOT HEARD OF FROM THE BOOKS OR MOVIES. EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO J.K. Rowling I wish I owned them but i don't so yea! Enjoy and Review please.
Sky Mitch was in an open field. That in it's self was odd because Sky had never known before what a field looked like. To describe something as beautiful was hard to say the least. It was green, with so many flowers he could only decide that this was his minds way of saying that he should be a botanist. One of the flowers that caught his eye was a simple one. It was a light violet and only had five petals for each flower.
Sky sat down by the enchanting flowers and smelled one. It had a really pretty sent, one of something that was remarkably like passion. Not that Sky knew what passion smelt like considering he was never liked. Most saw the freak in him. others only saw the gay man. Never the man who loved his friends. Never the man who never laughed. Never the man who lost his world and still hadn't regained it.
Sky heard a twig snap and noticed two men. One had tawny brown hair and the other had very dark hair. Both men looked at him and Sky prepared the the possible onslaught. Why couldn't his dreams leave hm alone and in peace.
"Dear one, I am Remus Lupin, and my mate here is Sirius Black. I am a werewolf," the one with tawny brown hair said.
"I am Sky Mitch, if you think I am a werewolf, you've got the wrong person. If you think I'm against them, you definitely have the wrong person. Please leave me be," Sky replied to that.
"I told you because you are my other mate and this dream is to tell you that in person. It's an introductory dream," Remus informed with a smile on his beautiful face.
Sky's eyes got wide as he was told all the facts. "Will you have to turn me?"
"Of course not. It is a curse to be a werewolf. I do not want others to go through that pain," Remus said with a mournful voice as if he was just told his best friend had died.
"Remus, I think the boy wants to know about us and I would like to know about him," Sirius spoke up for the first time. Sirius voice was like honey. Sweet and rich with a peaceful nature to it.
"Why would any one want to know about me and my sad little sob story? I live in Arizona, my parents died when I was eight and I live inside an orphanage. I am only fifteen and I have to work all days of the week just so that I have the money to get my education. I'm a freak with purple eyes and I'm gay. To top it all off my friend is half werewolf and every one wants her dead. Who in the world would want to be my mate, when I'm so messed up?" Sky asked as he looked back at the purple flower with eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Oh Sky," Remus sat down next to Sky and pulled him into his lap.
Remus buried his head into Sky's neck and took in his scent. Sky smelt of freshly baked cookies with a splash of cinnamon, and Remus faintly wondered if Sky would taste as good. The thought made Remus smirk softly.
"Remus, we must go back home. The sun will rise soon and Sky can not be late for work," Sirius reminded his werewolf mate. They would find the young man soon after they awoke.
Remus sighed and gently stood up with Sky. Remus gave him a soft kiss before they left.
"I will find you mate and I will always want you, no matter what. Stay safe my love," Remus said before walking away with Sirius.