Chapter 10: Origin
N/A: I'd like to thank Chrissy for beta-ing this fic. You've said some pretty harsh things about it, which I believe has made it better. Hope you like this chapter!
NATWEST, Thanks for reading! I love it when people enjoy reading what I've written. I hope you like these next two chapters!
"Hey Remus." Sirius said casually as he walked into the bedroom that they shared. Remus was sitting on the bed, reading a magazine.
He looked up and smiled. "Hey. You left so suddenly when you brought me back."
Sirius gave a slight grin. "I was just in a hurry. I needed to get to Diagon Alley." He held up some bags.
Remus smiled back at him. "James and Lily brought Harry here today."
Sirius laughed. "Really?"
"Really. You can go see them if you want."
"Actually, I think I'll stay here." Sirius answered.
Remus scooted over and patted the space he had made, motioning for him to sit down. Sirius did and turned to him.
Remus was smiling, and all of a sudden, Sirius felt something hit his face with full force. "Remus?"
Remus slapped him again. His face held a look of disgust. "You bastard."
"Remus – I – what are you talking about?"
He laughed harshly and slapped Sirius again. "You could you? You told me you hadn't had sex! You lied to me! You erased my memory!"
"Remus – I can't explain –"
"No, you can't! I had blank spots in my mind because of you! You heartless creep! I thought you loved me!
"I do!" Sirius roared. "I do, Remus!"
"But you love Snape more, right? That's what you told him." Remus yelled back. "I heard it all! I saw you kiss him in a way you've never kissed me! I can't compete!"
"Remus, I swear, I'll never go back to him! I swore it before – "
"And you broke that promise, didn't you?"
"It's not like that! It's not like I wanted to –"
"Quit lying! All of your memories came to me this afternoon! I saw what he did, I saw what you wanted! Even when you weren't talking to him, you turned into a dog to get his hugs! Would you ever do that for me? Did you ever do that for me?"
Remus paused and answered his own question. "No. You didn't. I gave so much to you, but you ignored it! Why, Sirius, why?" he asked, tears in his eyes.
"Please, Remus, please!" Sirius got on his knees and took Remus' hand. Remus dropped his hand disgustedly and walked to the other side of the bed.
"No, not this time. I was stupid to want you back. I have never wanted anyone more than I've wanted you. I have up so much to be with you."
"What did you give up?" Sirius demanded.
"My pride and dignity." Remus answered so coldly, Sirius got goosebumps.
"Remus, I'm nothing without you." Sirius looked down sadly.
"Are you? Without me, there's no one stopping you from getting in bed with your precious Death Eater."
"Don't call him that!" Sirius roared.
"Yeah, well, the truth hurts." Remus answered. "Welcome to the real world, Sirius. I hope you like it without me." He said and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Remus, are you alright?" James asked, standing up as he saw Remus storming downstairs.
Remus shot him a sharp glance, pulled his jacket out, opened the door, and said, "If you follow me, I will be forced to hurt you. I'm sure Sirius will be perfectly willing to explain what is going on." and then he slammed that door, causing Harry to start crying.
"Lily, can you help Harry? I'm going to talk to Sirius." James said. Lily nodded, and James ran up stairs, to Sirius' room.
Sirius was lying on the bed, staring at a photo of him and Remus at Christmas.
"Sirius?" James asked.
"Sirius spun around. "Oh, hey Prongs."
"What happened with Remus?"
Sirius gave him a confused look. "You don't know? I told you about it years ago!"
"You're talking to me, James Potter. Remember when you told me it was me and Lily's first anniversary…on that day?"
"Oh, well, you'd remember this. I wonder why the spell didn't work. It should have worn off by now." He said sadly.
"Spell? You put a spell on me?"
"Not me, exactly. And it wasn't just you. It was quite a few people." Sirius answered.
"Oh, well, what was the spell?" James asked.
"It was kind of like a Memory Charm."
"Was today the ending or something? Like a free trial?"
"No. I did something I really shouldn't have…Like a deal-breaker. The spell wore off because of it."
"Well, why'd you do that?" James asked, and cringed at his choice of words.
"It was – instinct. I saw him and I just thought, 'It's fate'. And it was bound to happen. I see that now."
"What was bound to happen?" James asked and then paused. "HIM?!"
"Yeah." He said guiltily.
"You mean to say that at school, there was another guy –"
"-And Remus found out about us –"
"-So you were angry at each other-"
"-But I still wanted Remus –"
"-So you put a spell on us to forget everything." James finished.
"Well, yeah. Do you remember everything now?" Sirius asked.
"Not a single thing. Who was the boy?"
"Um – er – I –" he stuttered.
"Oh, come on. How bad can it be? I don't judge."
"Severus Snape." Sirius answered, his eyes at his feet.
THUD. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!" James yelled. "You cheated on REMUS for SNAPE?!"
"If that's not judging, then I guess I really don't know the meaning of the word."
James blushed. 'Sorry about that. That was just a little shocking. I'm better now – WHY HIM? WHAT COULD HAVE COMPELLED YOU TO DO THAT?!"
"He's not that bad." Sirius tried to reason.
James seemed to be beyond reason. "Our worst enemy is your boyfriend?"
"Must you put it like that?"
"I'm trying to make you see the wrong in it – not to mention how incredibly ironic this is."
"Well, thanks. I've never thought about it like that before." Sirius said, and then added, "Note the dripping sarcasm."
"You choose him over Remus?" James asked. "Why?"
"Don't ask me how fate works. It doesn't know who we are. All it sees are souls. Fate is cruel. Fate hurts. Somedays, I beg whatever god there might be over us to smite me and get rid of this pain tearing into my heart. I just wish I could get rid of this pain. But I think of him and suddenly, everything is right in my world. I don't care about the pain anymore, I don't want anything but him. And he's always right there, holding my hand. I've loved others, I'll admit it, but whenever I'm with Remus in any way, I'm thinking of him. I can't get him off of my mind, James. And then, I see him for the first time in years, and we were so close, I could reach out and touch him. I softly kissed him and I could just feel our love. It was right here, in my heart." Sirius confessed.
James was speechless. "Um – well –erm –"
"I know you don't approve and you didn't before. But it doesn't matter anymore. I'm going to him now and I'll be back in the morning."
Sirius stood up to leave, but James touched his best friend's shoulders. "Sirius, while I find you may be on drugs, its okay. If you really and truly love him, then I'll look the other way and eventually find acceptance."
Sirius looked ready to kiss James, but then turned an ran downstairs. He flung open the door and left.
"I'm coming." He muttered as he walked into the rain.
Remus flung open the door to a bar. "Where is he?" he demanded to the bartender.
Everyone in the bar froze. The bartender stopped cleaning his glass and said, "State your name."
"Remus Lupin."
"And your business?"
"A spell malfunction." He answered.
"He doesn't refund for mishaps." He answered and began to turn away.
Remus slammed his hand on the counter so hard, it cracked. "LET ME TALK TO HIM!" he roared.
Sensing a problem, the people in the bar moved outside. The bartender glanced at him. 'That must be one fucked up spell."
"Will you let me speak with him or do I have to use force?"
The bartender leaned in close to Remus. "He's in Room 2. But it's not my head that's gone if he's displeased with you."
Remus nodded and walked up to room 2 and banged on the door. "OPEN UP!" he yelled.
The door opened by itself. Remus went silent and walked in.
"Oh, hello Mr. Lupin." An icy voice said. "Unhappy with your lover again?"
"You know perfectly well why I'm here. The Memory Charm has broken."
"Well, yes." Voldemort answered. "You came and asked me for help, I left it up to Mr. Black about what to do. I gave him several options and –"
"I know." Remus said, trying not to lose his cool. "The memory was given to me."
Voldemort smiled. "Why yes, I suppose it has. I must ask, why are you here? I'm enjoying a fine meal, and you interrupt me. I've killed wizards for less."
"What do I do now?" Remus asked.
There was a slight pause. "You know, it almost seems as if you want my help again."
"And what if I do?"
"Ahhh…I see what's going on…You want Sirius back, don't you?"
"No." Remus answered quickly.
"Oh, of course you do. Whenever someone wants something, directly and indirectly, there's greed. The origin of greed…is love. It's when you love something, you begin to crave it. You're no different, Remus. You're only human."
"Well, I want something else more."
"Ah. And what might that be?" Voldemort asked, knowing the answer already.
"Before I tell you, I need to see something. What is Sirius doing right now?"
Voldemort's smile widened. "Do you really want to see that?"
"Yes." Remus replied.
"Very well." He said, and drew a circle with his wand, tapped it, and an image of Sirius appeared. "Enjoy the show."
Sirius knocked on a door. "Hello?" he asked.
"Come in." Severus answered.
Sirius opened the door and Severus dropped his water. "Oops." He said, and started picking up the glass.
"Here, let me help you." Sirius offered and bent down, picking up a shard of glass. The glass cut his finger and he dropped the shard.
"You shouldn't have tried to help. Let me see the cut." Severus said, holding out his hand.
"It's nothing." Sirius answered, but held out his hand, eager to touch Severus again.
Severus took it, said a spell under his breath, and instantly healed the cut. However, he didn't let go of Sirius' hand. Instead, he gently stroked Sirius' palm.
Sirius had been looking down, but then looked up, straight into Severus' eyes. Sirius started to speak, but Severus put his mouth to Sirius' lips first.
"Well, I was going to apologize." Sirius said after they pulled apart.
"No need for them." Severus answered, pulled him up, and kissed him yet again, this time more needier with longing.
The fell to the floor. Then –
"Stop it." Remus said, tearing his eyes away from the image.
"Ohhh…poor, poor, scorned Remus. Now, what did you want again?" Voldemort asked, making the circle disappear. "I'm growing bored of these childish games."
"I want him dead." Remus aid.
"Well, you can always do that." Voldemort said.
"Yeah, okay, so I can. But I want your help."
"Sorry, no can do." Voldemort answered, enjoying the look of hatred upon Remus' face.
"So, that's it? You're not helping me?" Remus asked.
"Well, I'm not stopping you. And I haven't killed you, when I really should. I haven't killed anyone in three days."
Remus rolled his eyes. Voldemort stood up and in a blink of an eye, his hand was wrapped around Remus' throat. "Are you afraid of me?" Voldemort asked.
"I don't care if I die anymore. My entire life just fell apart. Nothing matters."
"You've got spunk, I'll tell you that. But if you don't want me to close my fingers on your neck and rip your head off, you will leave now." Voldemort said and released Remus, who began panting for breath. "He's in the Leaky Cauldron. Room 17."
Remus gave one last glance at Voldemort and walked out of the room. He left the building and headed straight to where Voldemort had told him to go.
Severus couldn't sleep. He smile softly at the sleeping body of Sirius next to him, but stood up, put on his robes, and walked to his window.
There were kids playing a child version of QUidditch. The Chaser screamed, "HEY! That was double touchies! That's 500 points to us!"
Severus smiled to himself. He remembered when he was that young, that innocent. But he was no longer that boy. He had pledged allegiance to another man. There was no turning back.
And yet, there was Sirius. He'd do anything for Sirius. He'd die for him. He'd never know why fate had chosen Sirius as his soul mate, but it did, and he was. Their love would be forever, no matter what.
The door quietly opened. "Accio!" a voice whispered, and Severus' wand flew out from his robes.
He quickly turned to see who took his wand, and gasped. "You!" he exclaimed!
"Me." Remus answered. "Shhhh, he's sleeping. You wouldn't want to wake him, would you?" he asked, glancing at Sirius.
"What do you want? And give me back my wand." Severus said.
"No." he responded. "Now, you may be wondering why I'm here." Remus began.
"Yeah, actually, I am wondering just that."
"Silencio!" Remus said, and Severus couldn't speak. "Don't interrupt me. While I realize, Mr. Snape, that I can no longer have Sirius, I honestly don't want anyone else having him." He snapped his fingers, and with a bang, cords shot out from Remus' wand, which bound and gagged Severus. He fell to the floor.
"Now, let's take a look at your qualifications. You are a loser, your mother was a prostitute before she was murdered, your father was snuffed by Aurors, you were in Slytherin, and you're up to your abnormally large nose in the dark arts. Hmmm…very interesting. What about me? I've been raised by normal parents who love me dearly, but sadly, I was bitten by a werewolf, but still the charming Remus Lupin. I shared a room with Sirius for seven years, and I was a top student. So how does Sirius go about choosing you over me?" Remus asked, completely losing his cool. He had an evil glint to his eyes, and a sort of half smile plastered on his face. "Answer me! Sonorus!" he said.
"Because I'm not insane." Severus gave a laugh.
"Please, scream all you want Severus. Do it now, because in a few minutes, you won't have a throat to scream out of." Remus responded in a tight voice.
"No, I'm not going to scream. Why? Because I'm the better one. Face it, Lupin, I won. Whose bed is it Sirius is in? Mine."
Remus picked Severus up and punched his face. The noise made Sirius wake up. Before he could say anything, Remus flicked his wand, causing Sirius to fly through the air, pushed into a closet, and blocked the door.
"No, where were we?" Remus asked.
"You're insane." Severus spat.
"I thought you'd never guess!" Remus laughed. "Now, down to business. I've got a choice for you. Death by magic…or death by this?"
Remus picked up something out of his robes. "Would I love to stick this in your gut." He muttered.
Severus froze. Remus smiled. "Cat got your tongue? Well, that won't work. Answer me! Imperio!"
"Say you want the dagger, you want the dagger, don't you?" Remus' voice asked in Severus' head.
"I want the dagger." Severus choked out.
"Very well then." He swiftly moved up to Severus and dove the dagger deep into Severus' stomach.
~END OF CHAPTER 10~
N/A: I did, in fact, make Remus completely insane…and I liked it. Once again, Remus is SUPPOSED to be crazy, Sirius is SUPPOSED to be slightly girly, and Severus is SUPPOSED to be rendered completely and utterly helpless.
Oh, and Origin doesn't have lyrics.
ON WITH THE FIC!
~Ashii Black