Slytherin Robes
Disclaimer: I think, therefore I am. Oh, sorry, I think, therefore I am not JKR. At least, I think I'm not. And I think the mystery Slytherin is there for Remus, therefore he- no, I- no, hang on. Ach, forget it. I'm not JKR. I'm pretty sure about that.
Warning: SLASH see below. Remus Lupin/mystery male Slytherin.
You have been warned. No flames please.
I don't know what I said to Warrington, or whether I had to say anything – maybe he'd heard Remus' voice. I don't remember.
But ten minutes later, I was in the library, and so was Remus. We hid behind the Careers section – no-one ever went there if they could help it – and I leaned forward meaningfully.
"So, Reemie, my boy. Reveal all."
He stared at me. "I'm sorry?"
"You know what I mean," I replied impatiently. "Slytherin boys. Which one is it?"
A mysterious smile did its best to infuriate me.
"Sorry, Sirius. That's for me to know..."
… And me to find out, I thought.
I'm sure Remus knew fine well why I followed him everywhere for the next week, although he was careful not to mention it. I watched him carefully in classes, too, and every time he glanced in my direction I would grin at him, as if to say, 'You know you really want to tell me. You do really. I know you do. There, see, of course you do. Go on... go on, tell me...' But he'd just give me that vague smile, and look away. Whenever I caught him in private, I'd try to wheedle it out of him, with absolutely no success whatsoever. Peter and James seemed to watch us quite warily, but I thought nothing of it.
I only knew I had anything to worry about when Peter took me aside in the Gryffindor common room and asked me if there was anything going on between me and Remus. Me and Remus?!?
"Me and Remus?"
Peter nodded.
"No, you're alright, Peter. He's not my type." And just to reassure him, I kissed Marthindra Vectron – who just happened to be passing – and was about to ask her out before I remembered that I was meeting Warrington that night.
Peter nodded again, but didn't look very convinced, weirdly.
The only thing that was really annoying me about Remus was that he had prefect duties, which I couldn't follow him to, and I'm pretty sure he was... well, up to no good.
And that meant he had to be... you know... with a Slytherin prefect. Which mean it was Mulcahy or Plumstead or Hillier he was – you-know-ing with.
How could he?
"Remus, how could you?"
Remus stopped and turned round just in front of a secret passage – one of his favourites, actually – from near the library to the kitchens.
Anyway, Remus stopped and turned round. "What?"
"Your Slytherin boy!"
His confusion was replaced by a cautious expression. "Yes?"
"It's horrible! At least Warrington like Quidditch! I mean, you're... you-know-ing with a complete geek! I wouldn't mind so much if it was someone normal, but messing about with a twisted suck-up like Snivellus?"
Snivellus had appeared out of the passage and was looking at Remus with impatience.
Remus smiled at him – smiled! At Snivellus! "I'll be with you in a moment, Severus."
My face went grey. I felt sick. Remus and Snivellus! "Euch!"
And it was so much worse, because Snivellus had the audacity to wear the same robes as Warrington, and soon they'd be on the floor, discarded somewhere, like Warrington's had been just the night before. And I used that secret passage! I didn't want it to be full of Snivellus'... stuff...
Okay, Sirius, enough. Think about something else. Strawberries! Think about strawberries...
Remus patted my shoulder and grinned at me. "He's not as bad as you think. You'll soon get used to it."
And with another friendly grin, he and Snivellus were gone. Together.
"Soon," I echoed, feeling horribly empty. My friend had gone off with my worst enemy and I had to get used to it. And soon. It was horrible!
AN: Yes, Snape does hate Remus in PoA, but have you ever been through a really brutal break-up? Doesn't it sound at least vaguely plausible?
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