Having James come around proved to be even harder than he'd thought.
The more Remus tried, the less James seemed to like him.
So the only thing Remus could think of was to ignore the idiot.
'I'll talk to him, Remus.' Sirius offered as he'd told him of his problems with James.
'He's my best mate, and if I can't do it…Then we'll use Evans!' he finished with a slightly maniacal gleam in his eyes. 'Oh no!' Lily protested. 'I don't think so, mister!!!'
Sirius had turned to her and started whining. 'Oh stop it you fool. It's not working on me.' Lily had scoffed before walking out of the common room.
'I'm sure I've got it all handled, Remus. Don't you worry.' Sirius winked at him before going to find James.
Peter looked thoughtfully. 'Well, I don't think it'll be just that easy.' He said after Remus had asked him what he was thinking about.
'Why not?' Remus frowned. 'Because James is one stubborn ass.' Peter told him.
'He's used to getting what he wants. And what he wants-' ' Is you to stop trying to infiltrate into the Marauders.' James' voice said loudly. They turned around to see him standing there, Sirius not far behind, looking guilty.
'I've told you before, Lupin, and I'm telling you now. I don't want you here. So fuck off.'
'You have no right to be mad at me! What did I ever do to you!' Remus exploded.
James looked taken aback for a second, but recovered fast. 'You're trying to steal my friends!' He screamed. 'You just come and try to break six years of friendship! Well guess what? It's not going to work! Come on, Sirius, Peter.' He stomped up the stairs, and to his great surprise, Sirius followed him.
It was not long before Peter stood up too. 'I'm sorry, Remus.' He whispered before going to the dorm.
Remus couldn't believe this. He'd just made another friend, and now he lost two again!
'What are you looking at?!' Arthur Weasley snapped, a boy a year up.
It was just then Remus noticed the entire common room stare at him. Or rather, all of the people in it.
Everyone quickly looked away at the unusual snappy tone of the seventh year.
'Remus, isn't it?' He asked as he sat down next to him.
Remus nodded and opened his mouth to thank him.
'It's alright.' Arthur said before he even could tell him that. 'I know James Potter quite well. He's a bastard like that sometimes. I'm sure he'll get over it. You just ignore the prat and he'll get bored of pestering you, I know from experience. And if he doesn't…come to me, alright?'
It felt right to have someone to protect him, now that it seemed Sirius wouldn't want to be friends with him anymore.
During that month, James, Peter and Sirius were hexing him even more than they hexed Snape. What Remus couldn't understand was why Sirius was doing it. He was the first friend he'd ever had. And just after having a little chat with James, he abandoned him.
It just seemed a little odd.
He was sure James was a good guy, but he seemed awfully suspicious of Remus, and awfully protective of his loved ones.
He was determined to figure it all out.
One night, when James, Peter and Sirius were out frolicking about, he searched through James' stuff. Not a very Remus-thing to do, you'd say. But this was the mischievous Remus at work. He found James' journal, opened it with a clever spell and flipped through the pages hastily. And he was berating Remus for writing in his journal? Almost every page was scribbled full of teenage nonsense.
Not much interesting stuff in here…
Sirius just came out to us. He's gay. Sirius Black is gay.
GAY!!
How can he be gay?! He's Sirius Black, the ladies man!
I wonder how the hell he ever gets laid.
Remus scrunched up his nose. So Sirius was gay..
Interesting.
He moved further.
This weird bloke just joined us in our dormitory. He's really off, I mean, he looks sick, as if he's going to faint any minute.
I don't think we should trust him just yet, but Sirius seems to disagree.
I think he fancies him. Even if he doesn't know it.
I just have to find out what it is about Lupin that gives me such an odd vibe.
So James suspected something?
He'd been careful enough, he knew that. Still, James picked something up.
What was he to do?
Act like he didn't know that James…well…suspected or confront him?
He had a feeling that wouldn't work out very well, so he did the thing every slightly frightened, slightly neurotic werewolf would do…
He avoided James Potter and his Suspicions.
For as long as he would get away with that, that is.
A/N
WOW it's been quite a while and while I'm really sorry. I just …blugh. No inspiration at all.
It was an awfully short, bad chapter , If I can give you readers my own personal opion
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