Introduction
Well then, let's get this over with. First there are the pairings... after all, this is a romance, is it not? THERE WILL BE SLASH. Flaming me for the pairings will only prove to me how very shallow and pathetic you are for not showing regard towards anyone else's views, thoughts or opinions. If you have no regard for them, what makes you think I'll have regard for yours? Anyway, here is a short list of the pairings this might include:
Sirius/Remus
Lily/James
Peter/himself
Okay then, with all that tish tosh out of the way, enjoy the story. OH, and by the way, I would be delighted if someone besides me would draw for my story. Please? Thank you.
My Compliments to fellow Writers,
The Empress of Whispers
Blackened Heart
.: Chapter One:..:We have our Faults:.
"Are you sure this is going to work?" A voice barely above a whisper questioned. Another voice harshly but firmly replied, "Of course it's going to work! Why wouldn't it?" "We might get caught." The troubled first voice sounded yet again. The other sighed, "Stop your whining and get inside, Peter. No one is ever going to notice a little rat scuttering across the floor." Peter nodded sheepishly, afraid of being crushed by one of his less considerate friends, "But Sirius, you'll back me up if I do get caught, right?" The younger Black nodded and rolled his eyes, "Of course I will. That's what friends do, right?" "Right." Peter took a deep breath before transforming into his small rodent figure and skittering away. Though he didn't hear what Sirius muttered, "But you never see any rats being friendly to any other animals, now do you?"
While Sirius was muttering to himself, Peter had nervously put the vial in place and tuttered back under the door and stayed into his rat form the rest of the night. Sirius grinned from ear to ear, the grin he usually wore after completing the first step of a major prank. He sauntered back into the Gryffindor common room and winked and nodded at James, "Padfoot is very proud to announce that step one of operation 'Prancing Pansy' is complete." James grinned that very same grin and winked back, "Great going' Padfoot. Now all we need is for it to be morning." Sirius couldn't help but snicker at the thought of what would happen to their potions Professor the next day, "Yeah. Hey, where's Moony?" The grinning boy before him shrugged, "Beats me. I think he's sleeping upstairs." The Black heir quirked a brow, "At this hour? Prongs, you can't be serious. We both know that Moony's a creature of the night." James then quirked his brow, "Pads, it's almost 12:00 and we have a prank to pull off tomorrow. If Remus isn't sleeping, he's probably talking with the house elves. You know how he is. Besides, I got the butter beers and you simply can't break our tradition." Sirius gave in, "Alright. Pull out the butter beers. It just won't feel the same without Moony around."
Peter had finally come down from the dorms in his human form and immediately noticed not that Remus was gone, but that Sirius and James were about to do the traditional feasting before pranking without him, "Hey! Don't forget me! James!" They put their fingers to their lips and made a long sh sound. James purposed the toast, as it was his turn but his concerned friend stopped him, "No, Prongs. We can't do this without Moony." Peter shrugged, "Meh, he's probably sleeping." James agreed, "Yeah, Siri. I mean, it was full moon two weeks ago." Sirius shook his head, "Moony wouldn't want to miss this. He's usually better by two weeks." Peter shrugged and raised his butter beer, "What difference does it make? The food is still going to be delicious." Both the other boys glared daggers at the younger before James proceeded to ask his dear friend, "Since when are you so concerned about Moony, Padfoot?" Sirius shrugged, "I just don't want him to be mad that we started without him. He's sensitive, you know?" James kept his brow up but said, "Yeah. Okay. Anyway, cheers." "Cheers." "... Cheers."
Sirius feasted as usual, but did not feel quite as cheery as he would have been had all the marauders been present. Where was his beloved friend Remus, anyway? What was he doing? Sirius looked up and out of one of the few windows in the common room, staring at the waning moon. Why was he so concerned? This wasn't the first time Remus had missed out of one of their traditional prank feasts. But this time it was different. Sirius saved more than enough food and hid it under his robes as he fake yawned, "Well, I'll be headin' up for some sleep now. Have fun stuffing your faces." (Most of that last one was directed towards Peter whose face was drenched in gravy.) Peter nodded slightly as did James, but the popular seeker was more hesitant in nodding. He suspected something but shrugged it off. At least that's what the sexy marauder thought as he slipped up the stairs and into the dorm, leaving the food he'd saved on Lupin's bed.
-Meanwhile-
"What do you think is wrong with him, Wormtail?" James Potter asked his loyal, number one fan after swallowing a bite of a chicken leg and copying Sirius by looking at the moon. His chubby friend shrugged his shoulders while vacuuming his mashed potatoes and peas up his mouth, "Hm, Merlin save us all if I know. He'll get over it. Great food, prongs, how'd you get it?" "I didn't," the seeker started, "Moony did." Peter grunted a reply but it wasn't comprehendable with all the food in his mouth. James followed Peter's example and continued to eat, but mentally was still tripping over Sirius's strange behavior.
Could it be that the lady charmer was telling the truth and that he merely didn't want Remus to be angry? No, no. That couldn't possibly be it. Perhaps the reason Sirius could never settle with one girl was that maybe he didn't truly crave the ladies as much as they craved him. Maybe, just maybe, Sirius craved something else. But there was no evidence of that. James could not prove it if he wanted to. His egotistical friend would deny that on all charges. The much admired young gentleman sighed and shook his head disapprovingly at this thought. Remus could never settle with any of the girls at Hogwarts without his secret of where he was full moon being let loose. No, that would be a disaster. He stopped his train of thought right there, he was too tired to think about it now. He'd think about that tomorrow.
He packed up his things and said farewell to his friend, Peter; who was finally beginning to feel full, "I'm off to bed. Goodnight, Wormtail." "Goodnight, James."
.:Author's Note:.
Well, that's it for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed! Reviews help me motivate myself to write future chapters! Thank you!
The Empress of Whispers
