Author's Note: Hey everyone. Okay... I know I said to myself Curse of the Wolf would NOT become slashy because the idea was thought of before I liked Sirius/Remus, and I wanted a fic where Remus wasn't with Sirius. But things have changed since then. I'm a big wolfstar shipper. That's why I ended the fic where it is now. It's like continuing from Curse of the Wolf but slashy now. You were warned. As my friend says "Don't like. Don't Read. Don't Review." Listen to what you were told in preschool or kindergarden--treat others the way you want to be treated. NO FLAMES in other words. Enjoy!

Words that are in this kind of font are Remus' mind talking. Not out loud, but in his head. You'll see what I mean.

It was a week since "it" happened. Devastation filled Rachel and Remus. They couldn't believe that their mother was gone.

And now looking back, lying on his bed, Remus didn't really know what to do. He mourned in private in his room. His new room since he and his sister lived with their mother's best friend, Aphrodite.

Remus enchanted the door with a complicated spell that not many people knew of, and he didn't come out for days.

Holding onto his pillow, Remus let out a sob. He never really cried much, so this was really making up for all the lost time. He didn't know how his younger sister, Rachel, was handling this, but he really didn't care at the moment.

"Remus," a voice said. It was Sirius outside the door. "Can you let me in?"

"No," Remus said. "Go away."

"Come on, Moony," Sirius said. He knew his friend was sad and needed some cheering up. "James and Rachel are eating lunch. They aren't here."

"Fine," Remus replied not so thrilled, and her let Sirius in his room.

"Oh goodness, Remus," Sirius took one look at the other boy. Remus' eyes were terribly bloodshot, and since Remus hadn't eaten in days, he looked deathly thin. "You look..."

"I know," said Remus' hoarse voice. "Don't tell me, okay?"

"I'm really sorry. Your mom was so nice. So lovely. She cared and wasn't snobbish or evil," Sirius said truthfully. He thought Remus had a wonderful mother compared to his own.

"Thanks," Remus said. He took some firewhiskey out of his drawer. "Want some?" he asked Sirius.

"Is this all you've been drinking?" Sirius asked slightly concerned.

"I always have a stash of this when it's needed," Remus gave somewhat of a smile.

"Er, not right now," said Sirius.

Remus took one large sip from the bottle. Sirius had never seen this side of Remus before.

"So what did you want with me, Padfoot?" Remus asked after another large sip. Sirius looked very attractive at the moment but still had a concerned look on his face.

"I know you're upset, but you need to get out of this room. Come on, Remus, you know this isn't you." Remus took another bottle and finished that one quicker than the other.

"It's just..." Remus' speech was getting a bit slurred from the drinking. His friends knew that it only took a few glasses for Remus to be a bit wild and fun. He never finished his sentence because he kissed Sirius right on the lips with passion. Something a sober Remus would never dream of doing...or would he?

"Wow," was the only thing Sirius could say.

"Did you like that?" asked Remus, still intoxicated.

"I think I did? Did you?" Sirius had a very confused look on his face

"Yeah. Very much so."

Sirius took one of Remus' firewhiskeys and took very large sips. "Let me try." Sirius gave Remus an interesting sort of kiss. It felt strange but very good to the both of them. The kissing stopped after awhile, and they were lying side by side on Remus' bed. Both of them couldn't believe what they did.

Sirius was about to say something when Remus started throwing up. The black haired boy immediately tried to get the garbage can across the room, but it was too late. He just held Remus' hair, so throw up wouldn't get on it, and rubbed the boy's back.

"It's okay. It's okay," Sirius kept saying. Sirius had no idea why, but he felt like he needed to say something. Sirius cleaned up the mess very quickly and hoped Remus put a sliencing charm on the room.

"Thank you," Remus said minutes later. "Did I get any of it on you?"

"No, just the floor." Sirius was looking around the room, and Remus was still on the bed. "Do you want to get out of here?"

"I guess so." Remus got up in an ungraceful way. "I have such a headache."

"Hangover. Not fun."

They eventually decided to join Rachel, James, and Aphrodite in the living room when Remus' headache was a bit better.

Later on at night, Rachel walked into the living room when Remus was reading another very large book

"How did he get you out of there?" Rachel asked.

"We talked for a bit," Remus put down his book and replied. "There was chocolate."

"Lie. We tried chocolate, and that didn't work with us," said Rachel looking very annoyed. Remus took a good look at her. She looked a bit older with her browm hair put back in a pony tail, and she had a very concerned look on her face. Remus continued reading his book and didn't reply. Rachel gave an annoyed moan and walked away.

Remus still felt Sirius lips on his. He couldn't believe he had done such a thing. And when Sirius was touching him, it also felt nice and right. Very right.

"It meant nothing," Remus kept telling himself. "He was trying to be a good friend."

"Good friends don't snog," Remus answered himself in his head. "And you liked that kiss. You want a lot more of those."

"No I don't!" Remus said aloud, thankful that Rachel was in her room and Aphrodite was nowhere in sight. And then he started to think about how he couldn't like Sirius, since he still liked girls.

"I don't like him. I can't like him. I like Delia Elmwood... and other girls."

"Delia is taken, and you know that. And Sirius would be perfect. You know you want him." The hormone raging voice inside Remus' head was telling him.

Remus closed the big book and walked back into his room. The idea of him and Sirius was odd, but the idea was interesting, and maybe it could happen.

"Is it wrong? To like one of my best friends...who just happens to be a guy. Gahh, I don't know; this is too weird."

Remus jumped onto his bed and couldn't believe that Sirius was right next to him in the bed a few hours ago. He wanted to talk to Sirius and get an explaination of why he was having the thoughts that he did. But there were only the stars shining brightly and a crescent moon hanging in the night's sky.

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