Chapter 8
When Remus woke in the middle of the night he found the space besides him empty and Sirius laid in his own bed with his back to Remus.
Sighing again, Remus snuggled back down and shut his eyes. But they instantly snapped back open, briefly shining in the darkness.
He listened to the five clocks in the room, tick, tock, tick, tock…
The silence grew painfully heavy on Remus' ears and as he glanced towards Sirius again, he understood why he could not sleep.
He slipped from between his warm silky sheets and padded softly over to Sirius' bed.
He slid in next to the animagus and laid his head upon the familiar taught chest. Smiling happily his eyes started to close.
Sirius smirked down at Remus and slipped an arm around his waist, still feigning sleep.
(Break)
The three boys were still sleeping in the dorm when a huge sneeze and hacking cough woke them from their slumber.
Sirius opened his eyes and it took him a moment to realize that Remus was stood trying to get dressed, with a huge red nose and runny eyes.
His fingers were slipping as he struggled with the buttons and his shoulders were shaking from the job of keeping his cough in.
His face was ghostly white and the dark circles showed up, darker than ever.
All at once, Sirius and James knew this was nothing to do with the full moon.
Leaping out of bed, Sirius pulled the werewolf to him, hugging him close to his chest.
"What have you done Remus?" He murmured gently, as Remus leant against him for support.
"I haven't done anything." As ill as he looked, Remus' voice still balanced on the edge of iciness.
Rolling his eyes, Sirius sat Remus down on the bed, trying to stop his eyes wandering to the werewolf's exposed chest.
"You can't go to class today! You look like death on legs." James spoke from the depths of his curtains, glaring at the snoring lump in Wormtail's bed.
"Thank-you so much James. And I miss enough class as it is!" Remus said indignantly and tried to stand again but his head started swimming and he had to sit back down.
"You're not going anywhere. We'll take notes for you and explain the situation to the teachers, yeah?" Sirius spoke firmly but gently and helped Remus under the covers.
Remus watched with puffy eyes as the others dressed.
Sirius hesitated, hating to leave Remus on his own. The werewolf motioned with his hand, a bitter pain clouding his eyes.
Hanging his head, Sirius left the room.
(Break)
"Moony…"
"Moony…!"
"MOONY!" Sirius shouted and the werewolf shot up, cursing.
"Good. You're awake. Here's your notes." He thrust a wad of parchment into Remus' hand.
"You've wrote all these yourself." Remus said hesitantly, flicking through the papers.
"It was the least I could do, I mean, it's sort of my fault you're in here." Sirius said sheepishly.
"How?"
"Well, if I'd never kissed Maria, we'd have never fallen out and you would have sat with us at lunch and not gone off by yourself and you wouldn't have fallen asleep outside." Sirius said erratically and Remus laughed.
"Yes, and the moon is made of evil cheese."
"Well obviously." Sirius felt himself relax, glad that he was making the werewolf laugh and not cry anymore.
He settled himself down next to Remus and laid with his hands behind his head.
"Why aren't you down at lunch Sirius?"
"Don't you want me any more!" Sirius pouted playfully, pushing his boundaries.
Remus pushed his shoulder. "Feeling better I take it?" Sirius inquired.
Remus nodded slightly. He glanced down at the handsome animagus and felt himself blush slightly.
He swallowed before speaking. "S - Sirius, I need you to listen to me, carefully."
"Sorry, what were you saying?" Sirius said cheekily and Remus had opened his mouth to repeat what he'd just said before he realized Sirius was only messing around.
Punching him lightly, he smiled. "Just listen. I - The bet. I - I've had chance to think, and I'm still very angry at you, still very annoyed, still very upset but all that can wait until the end of the week. Until then, I don't want to hear anything else about M - Mari - a or anything about that night, or out yeah? I'll wait till then and then you have to explain yourself." And I love you, he mentally added.
Sirius sighed and bit his lip, his mind ticking it over. "So, I - huh - I guess you won't want anything to do with me after this week?" He laughed nervously.
"I, I may have said some things I didn't mean, I don't think I could live without you Sirius." Because I love you. Remus spoke very quickly and Sirius sat up, pulling the shaking werewolf to him.
Remus absentmindedly twirled a piece of black hair around his finger, his palm stroking the back of Sirius' neck.
Sirius could feel himself melting.
Remus' warm breath tickled his exposed skin, making it tingle with electricity.
On impulse, Sirius bent his head and his lips ghosted over Remus' bare shoulder. The grip on the hand in his hair tightened but did not stop him from what he was doing, almost as if curious about what he was going to do.
Taking this is a sign to continue, Sirius trailed kisses all the way up to Remus' lips where they preceded to kiss gently yet furiously.
Not because they had to.
Not because someone was looking.
Not because it was necessary.
But because they wanted to.
Sirius ran a hand across Remus' chest and the werewolf moaned slightly, clawing at Sirius' shirt.
Once discarded, some sort of time dawned on Remus. "Sh - should - shouldn't y - you be a - aah - at lessons?" He finally managed to stutter.
Sirius gave his famous smirk. "Do you really want me to leave?" Grinning up from Remus' chest.
Remus' swallowed with difficulty, shaking his head.
"Of course not Padfoot, it just that well you - Sirius stop distracting me!" Remus stammered and Sirius moved so his eyes were level with Remus'.
"What were you saying?" He moved his hand to gently stroke Remus' cheek.
"I was saying that we really shouldn't be doing this…" Sirius did not listen to the words, but instead the smoothness of Remus' voice, the way his lips moved as he spoke, the way his eyes sparkled.
"Shh!" Sirius placed a finger on Remus' lips to stop him from continuing. "No need to talk."
Lips were soon crashing together again, hot bodies entwined around each other and minds filled with passion.
(Break)
Hurrying to pull on his shirt, Remus swore loudly as he stumbled and nearly fell on the sleeping animagus.
Swearing again as he fell out the door, he tried to creep downstairs but his mind too full, he didn't succeed and every eye turned to him as ended up on his backside at the bottom of the stairs.
Climbing to his feet, he was thanking his lucky stars that most people were still at dinner.
"Safe to go back in the dorm now?" James called cheekily as Remus stumbled over to them.
Colour drained into his cheeks and he tried his best to ignore the comment mumbling, "Shut up James."
Sat there beaming, James clearly turned to make a comment to Peter but stopped at the sight of the alarmingly pale Peter sat in front of him. "Er - Pete? What's wrong?" He inquired as the werewolf sat down next to Peter who instantly scrambled away.
"It's not natural!" He squeaked high pitched, his face white. "Two boys together! It's just not right!"
Clearly confused, James frowned. "But you were okay with it earlier!"
"When it was just a prank James! Not - not when they were doing - doing that!" His voice had rose, and people were looking around curiously.
Remus sat surveying the clearly panicked boy. "What's happened Peter?" He laid a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" Peter yelled and got to his feet.
James folded his arms and sat with his jaw set, watching Sirius creep up behind Peter.
Remus seemed to be aware of the fact too as his cheeks tinged and he clumsily pulled a book out.
"Give us a kiss Wormy!" Sirius said huskily behind Peter.
Peter let out a girlish, high pitched scream and ran out the room, arms in the air, choking back hysterical sobs.
"He had it coming." Sirius said arrogantly, throwing himself into Remus' lap. "My little werewolf." He whispered softly, so only Remus heard him.
James sat laughing, his mind already working out ways to use that moment against Peter.
Remus cleared his throat and said quite clearly, "Personally, I think people are extremely narrow minded if they can't accept people for who or in some cases what they are. (1) There's more than meets the eye to everybody."
A silence met his words as two minds ticked over his decision. James was the first to speak, "I agree actually. I mean, when you look at Peter's reaction, he's only suddenly gone like that because of what he saw." James sat back slightly.
"Actually James, I think Peter might have received a letter off someone." His voice shook slightly and his bit his lip nervously. "This morning when you three had gone, an owl arrived for Peter. I - er - well, it said For Peter's Eyes Only -"
"Say no more Moony, who was it off?" Sirius asked enthusiastically, extremely happy that Remus was living up to his Marauder reputation.
"His - his father actually." Remus said shortly, leaning on Sirius' shoulder looking for reassurance. "We're not that wrong are we?" Remus asked sadly.
"Does it feel wrong to you Remus?" Sirius asked tenderly, all thoughts of James forgotten.
Remus shook his head, "It feels anything but wrong." He kissed Sirius and James nervously cleared his throat.
"I - er - may be accepting and everything but I would still appreciate it if you don't do that in front of me."
"Only because it turns him on." Sirius whispered.
"Hey! I resent that!" James laughed slightly, though a faint blush appeared on his cheeks. "On another, completely unrelated note, isn't it full moon in two nights?"
Remus nodded in confirmation and Sirius suddenly looked thoughtful. "I don't get it."
"Don't get what?" Remus asked, resignedly, he had come to hate those words leaving Sirius' mouth, endless, meaningless, circular conversations followed which finally ended when Remus was confused and agitated. Sirius would then smile cheekily and say 'Oooh! I get it now!'
"That Peter can accept you being a werewolf but not gay." Sirius stated quietly, quickly glancing to check that no-one was listening in.
Remus sighed, Sirius did sort of have a point but James spoke first, "Well Moony, put it this way, you could become a pink unicorn and we'd still accept you for who you are."
Remus smiled slightly. "Thanks." They would never realize just how much those sort of comments meant to him.
"Yes, we don't care that you sprout fur and fangs one a month, all that matters is that your there to warm my bed." Sirius smirked as he said this, watching with satisfaction as yet anther blush rolled across Remus' face. "You blush a lot." He teased lightly and received a cuff around the back of his head.
"Shush you! Don't forget you'll be at my mercy in just two nights!" Remus teased back.
"Just because you're a werewolf doesn't mean -" A sudden stifled scream and the three boys looked up to see a very shocked Lily Evans stood pointing a shaking finger at Remus.
(1) This is my personal opinion. Just had to mention it somewhere!
Yey! Update!
This chapter plays a HUGE part in the story and I can now reveal that this story should be 11 chapters long. (I may do a sequel if you behave yourselves)
Also, about when they were alone in the dorm... It's up to your imagination's about what actully happened...
Oh, one more thing, Remus hasn't actully forgiven Sirius.
As for the -guess-my-age-game-
Sadly enough, nobody won!
But yourmomthinkstheloginisabitch was the closest with 14.
And also a MASSIVE thankyou to the reviewers!
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