I very nearly removed this story entirely from . I wasn't pleased with the low traffic and lack of reviews. The two reviews I have, since then, received have made me give this story one more chance with a second chapter. If I receive less than ten reviews after this installment, I will desist writing this story entirely.
To purpleflurp: I simply wrote from my opinions of the characters; my own version of their personalities. Sirius himself has a great amount of insecurity, masked, of course. In any case, I will be trying to deepen these figments into actual people in my story, if it continues.
To over theMoon42: I thank you kindly for your words. I enjoy writing, but this has been a rough start for me on fanfiction, given my current status. In any case, I simply mimic the best of what I read; throwing in my own tastes and changes. The story that inspired me to write a fanfic for Sirius and Lupin was "Casting Moonshadows" by Moonsign. By far one of the best fanfictions I have ever read. I will include a link to the story.
Casting Moonshadows belongs to Moonsign, and I in no way claim any credit for it.
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Finally, allow me to reiterate that I do not own Harry Potter, and if I DID….. Many many things would have scared small children away from the books.
Enjoy,
KHarbinger
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Chapter Two
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Remus stared out the window, pointedly ignoring the boy rummaging in the trunk he had brought in from outside. Peeking slyly at the black-haired youth, Remus noted that both the boy's clothing and his trunk were of extremely high quality, golden gilding glinting dimly on the edges of the trunk. Grimacing, Remus flicked his eyes back to the window, noting the loving parents doting on their magical children for the last time before school.
Lucky, all of them… They have no idea how lucky they are to be human…
"Hey."
Looking back at the intruder, Remus' eyes shone their question on him.
"How come you look so depressed? Usually, I'm the one that's jealous of them." Sirius said, tilting him head to indicate the children outside the train.
"I… I'm not jealous of them…" Remus turned his head away, staring at the floor as a blush lit his pale cheeks.
Sirius sighed, sitting beside his companion and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Its fine, Remus: not everyone has loving parents."
"My parents absolutely ADORE their child!" Remus growled, ripping free of the teens hand and staring out the window again.
And that child died five years ago, leaving only me to suffer the pain of his absence in a family that hates me. Remus thought glumly, feeling Sirius get up and move to his own chair.
A loud whistle pierced the air of the platform, and parents were quickly shepherding their precious ones onto the train, shouting their farewells. The noise in the hallway increased exponentially and Remus soon found himself cringing in his seat, away from the door.
Damn heightened senses.
Noticing the movement, Sirius looked at Remus, eyes furrowed, then the door, a look of comprehension lighting his features.
"Don't like the noise?" he asked, grinning while he took out his wand.
"Mufliato." Sirius intoned, a shard of light springing from his wand and bursting into star-drops as it hit the door. The compartment was immediately shrouded in silence, all noise from without its walls stoppered.
Remus sat up slowly, showering Sirius with a look of pure gratitude.
"Thank you."
"It's no problem. I hate the noise too."
Sirius shrugged, pointing his wand at his head.
"Intonus." he said, a spherical net of gold swirling around his head and vanishing as he connected himself to the WizardingWireless musical network. Remus could hear the warbling tones quite clearly as Sirius hadn't applied the private incantation as well.
"So what do YOU do you fun," Sirius asked, pulling his right leg up over his left knee,"read?"
Remus smiled, pulling out his compository novel on intricate spell work and charms, nodding his head.
"Yep. Ever since I got my books and a few extras from Diagon Alley, I've been studying it all. I need to be the best in my class…"
Remus looked away again, reminded of exactly how hard he would have to work in order to please Dumbledore and secure a continuous seat at Hogwarts for himself. This was his one chance in the world; the only way he would ever be able to make a life for himself.
"That's alright. I'm more interested in these." Sirius grinned, pulling out three books.
Looking over at them, Remus read the titles aloud:
"The Prank Extraordinaire, The Memorable Mischief Journal, and 1,000,000 Ways to Plague Humanity… Sounds like fun."
Remus felt a grin forcing its way onto his features as he thought of the potential in those books. How much fun would it be to break free of the serious lifestyle he had had for the past five years… Maybe he could afford a small amount of fun on the side…
Sirius absolutely beamed; a look of pure joy on his face as he tackled his companion.
"Oh my God, Remus, are you SERIOUS?!"
Choking slightly, Remus pulled his head back and got a few words past his glomping companion's body.
"I… I thought that was your name, Sirius… And, yeah. I would love to prank with you…"
Sirius released what could only be interpreted as a bark of a laugh, practically smothering the boy against his chest.
"I never thought you'd be the pranking type, Remie! I love you!"
Sirius bounced back to his seat, taking out some parchment and quickly writing down ideas as he shook in crazy joy. Remus straightened his clothes and looked enquiringly at his partner, shaking his entire body once to dismiss the tingles he felt in his skin from the affection.
The Wolf enjoyed this boy's touch.
"Just because I like to learn doesn't mean that I lack a sense of humor, Sirius. We're going to have to come up with several high-quality pranks when we get to Hogwarts."
Remus paused, thoughtful, as he took control of their new operation.
"We may have to gain some support… Maybe three or at least one more person to help us out… We can make ourselves the resident jokers of the castle…"
Remus felt a dark grin forming on his face as he thought of the Headmaster's reaction to Remus causing a little trouble. It would throw the old man off of his back for a bit and gain Remus some space so that he wouldn't be mothered, and it gave Remus an excellent chance at making some good friends.
Not to mention that that old man would probably be rolling on the floor in mirth at the pranks Remus was already planning… He was just that odd of a person.
Sirius looked up at the boy.
"Associates or friends, Remie? And what will we call ourselves?"
Remus smiled invitingly at Sirius.
"Friends, Sirius. We'll be the most famous friends in Hogwarts entire history."
Sirius looked lethally excited at the thought of publicity.
"As to a name… We could call ourselves a lot of things… I'm not entirely sure… Maybe… We'll have to think about it when we get ourselves together."
Remus grinned at Sirius' bouncy frame, the boy looking ready to pounce on him again.
"So, we're friends now?!" Sirius begged, a terribly frightened look in his eyes, as if his life depended on Remus' answer.
Remus smiled once more, happy to please the odd boy.
"Yes, Sirius. We're friends."
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I still find my work in this story to be subjective and childish. I really don't like the way I'm doing so far and I fear that it will show in the reviews.
Please withhold any flames. I greatly appreciate creative criticism, though. In any case, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!
Sincerely Yours,
KHarbinger
