These characters are not mine. Not at all. They belong to JKR, that
great creator of Harry Potter, without whom you would not even be here!!! I
promise I am not making profit from this.
Warning...this story includes two men in a romantic situation WITH EACH OTHER! If you are homophobic, or just do not like that sexual orientation in a fic then do not read it!! If you read it and then flame me then you just look like an idiot for wasting your own time reading something you hate, giving me something to pass around and laugh about. Apart from that...enjoy!!
Dedication: This fic is dedicated to Bally, author of the best RL/SB fic ever (Of Linen), inspiration for me and the best beta reader in the world. Love you hun!
Background: This an AU fic. It is set immediately after Sirius leaves Hogwarts at the end of GoF. At this point Sirius and Remus have NEVER had a relationship apart from being friends.
The title comes from the Metallica song "Of Wolf and Man." If you listen to it it is perfect for Remus and the Marauders.
- Chapter 1 -
Sirius apparated in the forest just outside Kinlochard. A quick glance around reassured him that no one had seen his magical entrance. He pulled out a small piece of paper from his robes and read it over again. This was the right place. It was in this extensive forest that Remus Lupin had set up home after leaving Hogwarts. Dumbledore had given him the address previously, but there had been no opportunity to visit before now. Things had changed though. With Voldemort's rise Sirius could not afford to lay low abroad and after contacting the rest of the "old crowd" he was heading to Remus' to warn him and "lay low".
Remus' house was enchanted, as Hogwarts was, so anyone happening across it would see only an abandoned shack. Sirius knew one way he could find it without magic though. He transformed into his dog form and sniffed into the wind. As Padfoot he knew Remus' scent. It was not detectable so Sirius set off at a brisk trot into the dark green of the forest, knowing that Remus would pick the most secluded spot possible to protect anyone from his lycanthropic tendencies.
As Sirius settled into a comfortable gait he would be able to keep up for hours, his mind thought back to the last time he had seen the other man. It was almost a year ago that Remus had finally found out that Sirius was innocent of the crime he had been imprisoned for, the murder of their two best friends James and Lily. Dumbldore had assumed that Remus would be perfectly happy to accept a hunted man in his home, but Sirius was not as sure. He knew that one of the reasons for not contacting Remus at all during the last year was fear. Fear that they would never again have the friendship they once had, fear Remus could not put twelve years of hatred and suspicion behind them, and fear that feelings he thought long buried would surface to cause problems. In the Shrieking Shack Remus had hugged him like they were again brothers together in the Marauder's. Sirius had been alone for thirteen years, bar Dementors and a few days with Harry. What he wanted most of all was somewhere to settle for a little while and not be scared to take human form. He hoped Remus did not object.
A scent. A strong scent. Wolf. Sirius cocked his head. Remus had been here not long before, only a few days ago. It was two weeks until the next full moon so it had not been as the wolf. Sirius searched around a little. Blackberries, recently picked. He snuffled around and picked up the scent leading away. With renewed vigour Sirius set out.
The house was in front of him. Sirius could see how well kept the garden was, the evidence of fresh paint on the outside. Remus always had been the neater of the four. He sat just beyond the fence around the vegetable patch trying to pluck up the courage to knock. This was why he was here, but so much time on the move, avoiding people, had left his people skills lacking. The sun was lowering in the sky. It was late afternoon, but the summer nights were light and the sun would not set for hours.
The dark blue front door opened. A golden-haired man in grubby dark red robes stepped out, heading directly towards Sirius. Obviously the decision was being taken out of his hands. Sirius stood up, still in his dog form, waiting to be noticed. Remus finally looked up straight at the huge black dog standing watching him. He stopped. A slow grin spread across his face.
"Hi Padfoot. I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up." Remus walked round to the gate and opened it. Sirius transformed and walked up to his oldest friend, mirroring his grin. Remus again caught the slightly broader but gaunter man in a bear hug. Sirius laughed.
"You were expecting me?"
"For a few weeks now. Dumbledore sent an owl." Remus lead him towards the front door and into the house. "I set up the spare room for you. Dumbledore checked that the Ministry were not on my back too much so that you would be safe here." Sirius peered into every room as they passed, curious, but Remus led him straight to a small room with a single bed, chair, wardrobe and bedside table. Remus opened the wardrobe.
"I popped to Diagon Alley and bought you a few robes. Having seen your last one..." Remus smiled as Sirius stared open mouthed.
"You didn't have to Remus, I mean, I know you don't have a lot." Remus just grinned.
"Well... I was well paid at Hogwarts. How do you think I could afford this place? They're not brilliant, but better than this one..."
"Oi! That's two cracks at my robes in one minute Moony, take a look in the mirror before you comment!!" The two men grinned at each other and for a few moments it was like being back at school. Sirius felt his body relax. He was safe.
Remus turned away suddenly. "Well. I was going to cook, and now I have even more reason to so do you want to get a little sleep until it's ready?" Sirius was thankful. He was exhausted. He thanked Remus, waited for the man to leave, and climbed under the soft sheets. He was asleep in minutes.
Warning...this story includes two men in a romantic situation WITH EACH OTHER! If you are homophobic, or just do not like that sexual orientation in a fic then do not read it!! If you read it and then flame me then you just look like an idiot for wasting your own time reading something you hate, giving me something to pass around and laugh about. Apart from that...enjoy!!
Dedication: This fic is dedicated to Bally, author of the best RL/SB fic ever (Of Linen), inspiration for me and the best beta reader in the world. Love you hun!
Background: This an AU fic. It is set immediately after Sirius leaves Hogwarts at the end of GoF. At this point Sirius and Remus have NEVER had a relationship apart from being friends.
The title comes from the Metallica song "Of Wolf and Man." If you listen to it it is perfect for Remus and the Marauders.
- Chapter 1 -
Sirius apparated in the forest just outside Kinlochard. A quick glance around reassured him that no one had seen his magical entrance. He pulled out a small piece of paper from his robes and read it over again. This was the right place. It was in this extensive forest that Remus Lupin had set up home after leaving Hogwarts. Dumbledore had given him the address previously, but there had been no opportunity to visit before now. Things had changed though. With Voldemort's rise Sirius could not afford to lay low abroad and after contacting the rest of the "old crowd" he was heading to Remus' to warn him and "lay low".
Remus' house was enchanted, as Hogwarts was, so anyone happening across it would see only an abandoned shack. Sirius knew one way he could find it without magic though. He transformed into his dog form and sniffed into the wind. As Padfoot he knew Remus' scent. It was not detectable so Sirius set off at a brisk trot into the dark green of the forest, knowing that Remus would pick the most secluded spot possible to protect anyone from his lycanthropic tendencies.
As Sirius settled into a comfortable gait he would be able to keep up for hours, his mind thought back to the last time he had seen the other man. It was almost a year ago that Remus had finally found out that Sirius was innocent of the crime he had been imprisoned for, the murder of their two best friends James and Lily. Dumbldore had assumed that Remus would be perfectly happy to accept a hunted man in his home, but Sirius was not as sure. He knew that one of the reasons for not contacting Remus at all during the last year was fear. Fear that they would never again have the friendship they once had, fear Remus could not put twelve years of hatred and suspicion behind them, and fear that feelings he thought long buried would surface to cause problems. In the Shrieking Shack Remus had hugged him like they were again brothers together in the Marauder's. Sirius had been alone for thirteen years, bar Dementors and a few days with Harry. What he wanted most of all was somewhere to settle for a little while and not be scared to take human form. He hoped Remus did not object.
A scent. A strong scent. Wolf. Sirius cocked his head. Remus had been here not long before, only a few days ago. It was two weeks until the next full moon so it had not been as the wolf. Sirius searched around a little. Blackberries, recently picked. He snuffled around and picked up the scent leading away. With renewed vigour Sirius set out.
The house was in front of him. Sirius could see how well kept the garden was, the evidence of fresh paint on the outside. Remus always had been the neater of the four. He sat just beyond the fence around the vegetable patch trying to pluck up the courage to knock. This was why he was here, but so much time on the move, avoiding people, had left his people skills lacking. The sun was lowering in the sky. It was late afternoon, but the summer nights were light and the sun would not set for hours.
The dark blue front door opened. A golden-haired man in grubby dark red robes stepped out, heading directly towards Sirius. Obviously the decision was being taken out of his hands. Sirius stood up, still in his dog form, waiting to be noticed. Remus finally looked up straight at the huge black dog standing watching him. He stopped. A slow grin spread across his face.
"Hi Padfoot. I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up." Remus walked round to the gate and opened it. Sirius transformed and walked up to his oldest friend, mirroring his grin. Remus again caught the slightly broader but gaunter man in a bear hug. Sirius laughed.
"You were expecting me?"
"For a few weeks now. Dumbledore sent an owl." Remus lead him towards the front door and into the house. "I set up the spare room for you. Dumbledore checked that the Ministry were not on my back too much so that you would be safe here." Sirius peered into every room as they passed, curious, but Remus led him straight to a small room with a single bed, chair, wardrobe and bedside table. Remus opened the wardrobe.
"I popped to Diagon Alley and bought you a few robes. Having seen your last one..." Remus smiled as Sirius stared open mouthed.
"You didn't have to Remus, I mean, I know you don't have a lot." Remus just grinned.
"Well... I was well paid at Hogwarts. How do you think I could afford this place? They're not brilliant, but better than this one..."
"Oi! That's two cracks at my robes in one minute Moony, take a look in the mirror before you comment!!" The two men grinned at each other and for a few moments it was like being back at school. Sirius felt his body relax. He was safe.
Remus turned away suddenly. "Well. I was going to cook, and now I have even more reason to so do you want to get a little sleep until it's ready?" Sirius was thankful. He was exhausted. He thanked Remus, waited for the man to leave, and climbed under the soft sheets. He was asleep in minutes.