A/N: Began: 3/1/13 End: 3/6/13
This should be a longer chapter. I got a pretty solid idea on what I want to write about. Kind of glad I chose to write a gay-fic. Homosexuality is a huge topic right now, and what I hate about some writers, is they focus on the pretty side of romance, but the best romances have an ugly side. Think about Shakespeare a moment, Romeo and Juliet had the most effed up romance ever, but they're the symbols of love. And I guess Sirius and Remus' ugly side would be homophobia. I'm just glad to write and talk about such a controversial topic, really. So this chapter will deal with homophobia and probably other chapters too. If anything is taking offensively, I promise it isn't meant to be. I personally find nothing wrong with being gay, but I ass a writer, I write the truth. The truth is not many people are as opened minded, unfortunately.
Warning! Harsh and hateful language. Also… Slytherins.
As always, if you see the fiction under the name of anyone that isn't going by the name Kasey Marie, rmhill10, Admin Sev, or SlytherinRamona, they are frauds, and I will turn into a green monster and smash everything they love.
Now fifth year student Remus looked down at the blank piece of parchment, the quill in his hand quivering ever-so-slightly. He had no idea what to write home. Should he talk about James? Should he write about some old adventure courtesy of Hogwarts? Should he… should he talk about Sirius?
Should he talk about how he snogged Sirius?
Should he talk about how much he liked his hair?
Dare he scrawl on about how he was in lover, he thought?
Could he dare talk about exactly how gay he might be?
Oh dear…
His parents were accepting. He was a werewolf, and they still loved him properly. They ignored the fact that he turned into some bloodthirsty animal by the full moon. Even went far enough to say that they loved the son behind the wolf, to be able to be called their son made Remus Lupin thankful for his parents. They were honestly the best he could ever have, and he knew his mother cried about what he was, but she never once blamed him.
But would he be given the same treatment if he said he liked boys? That witches never really suited his fancy? He'd see other guys swoon over their soft lips, the way their school uniform fit around their curves. He never understood the big whoop. Honestly, he preferred the stubble on Sirius' chin, as he tried and failed to grow a proper beard. Or the muscular structure of a guy. Someday, he hoped that the rebel would have the same abdominal muscles as the lead beater on the Chudley Cannons, not that Remus even watched Quidditch. Not for the sport, anyway, it was more because of the beater.
Sirius looked over at Remus' blank paper; they were in the common room. "Your paper is blank." He observed
"You can see, Sirius. Good job." Remus said. Sirius huffed and flicked the lycanthrope's nose.
"Why are you starring at a blank paper?"
"It's a letter to my mum and dad."
"I hope they're as riveted by it as you are, seeing as there's nothing on it." Sirius took the quill, sat in front of Remus, and started scribbling on the parchment, ignoring the protests or Remus "Dear mum and dad, this is Sirius Black. Technically, you aren't my mum and dad. But your actual son has decided to send you a blank note; I hope this should be a small comfort to ward his big disappointment."
"Give that here!" Remus yanked the quill from him. "I wasn't planning on sending them a blank note; just don't know what to write about."
"Do they know about me?" Sirius asked, the innocent look on his face told Remus he wasn't just being an arse.
"Well… not yet. No one really does, save for our inner circle and maybe Lily." Remus said thoughtfully. "Wouldn't really know how to say it out loud anyway."
"It really shouldn't even matter anyway, right?" Sirius took back the quill and doodled some on the parchment. "It's not like they're the ones snogging me."
Remus laughed a little. "I really hope not. They wouldn't know how to do it right."
"What do you mean do it right?"
"You know that thing I do with my—"
"Point taken!" Sirius interrupted, blushing. Remus looked around.
"Maybe it's not saying it so much as just doing it." Remus mused. "We already hold hands some, no riots have been started. What if I were to just…" the lycanthrope bent forward, that one small movement made him feel almost naked in a crowd. He was this close to exposing it all, the secret, to a bunch of students. Would any notice? Would any care? He figured it wouldn't matter anyway. Sirius smiled, leaning forward as well.
"Yeah, just kind of…" the rebel closed his eyes as his lips met with Remus'. No one screamed from fright, a few people looked up and were visibly shocked. Some looked a little disgusted. Most really didn't even care. It was a quick kiss anyway, no more than a second. Remus broke away first. One of the shocked people could be heard easily as he muttered something about them finally doing it. Those who weren't keen on the picture looked down and pretended not to see. Sirius opened his eyes and looked around.
"Any objections? No? Huh… did thy even see?"
"I dunno." Remus said, standing up. "If they did, then it's settled. Word might get out some. But if these people don't care, who's to say that others will?"
Sirius stood up as well, a little grateful for the reaction. He smirked and took Remus' hand, now feeling comfortable doing so. They failed to notice Lily in the corner, looking up from her book. She wasn't sure what to make of it. Public displays of affection weren't uncommon here, but Sirius and Remus were different. She forced herself to accept the fact that Remus was mature enough to make his own decisions, stupid as she thought them. But even a tiny kiss between the two would rustle the worst out of people. James and his gang had built up popularity, and this would travel like wild fire, even though people pretended to not be interested, Lily knew better. This would possibly be all everyone will talk about for a while.
OoOoOo
In time, it was officially public that Remus and Sirius were going steady. At first, it was okay. Not much drama stirred up, and most people figured it anyway. Sirius and Remus were now even more inseparable, if that be possible. At first, the boys thought they had nothing to fear. They both figured that their reputation as being part of James' gang would prevent too much of an outcry, they thought. They thought, they thought, they thought…
"Hey look, Fairy and the fag!" screamed Rosier. Snape's gang of Slytherins laughed, and a few other students joined in. Sirius bit his lip and pulled his hand away from Remus. Remus glared at them all. They were in the hallways
"What of it, pizza face?" he responded, surprising himself. When did he get a bitter tongue? Rosier stepped forward, smirking. Sirius still watched on, not sure what to do.
"Tell us all how you love to take it up the ass."
"I don't believe that's any of your business."
Rosier sneered in disgust. "You and your blood traitor boyfriend constantly walking around, snogging in public, nobody wants to see that! You disgust me."
A crowd how developed around the two, they gasped at the harsh words. Remus twitched a little and Sirius stood frozen. "I disgust you? Who and what I love disgusts you? Like you have a high throne to look at me like shit? I have an idea; tell us all how you've been unable to pleasure Florence. I've heard the rumors, afraid to put out, eh? Sirius, please say something!"
Evan Rosier's ears turned ruby red. He looked as though he was about to pull out his wand when Professor McGonagall walked by. Sirius still stood still, giving Remus nothing more than an apologetic look.
"And just what is happening here?" she asked. Rosier looked at the teacher and snorted. Remus began to leave.
"Nothing, Professor. I was just leaving." Sirius watched Remus go, and it took him a few seconds before remembering that he was supposed to follow or something. He stalked after the werewolf, who looked genuinely pissed. Sirius was just somewhat shocked.
"Remus… slow down." Sirius said once they got outside. Remus ignored him, making way for the forest. "Remus!" he said again. The werewolf wheeled around.
"What" he hissed. Sirius stepped back. Remus glared, pulling out his wand, shaking. "You pulled away your hand! They… they said that and you just… pulled away your hand! I had to defend for the both of us, and all you did was stand there!"
"I—I, Remus…"
"Spit it out!"
"Put the wand down…" Sirius looked at it and quickly looked away. "I got scared."
"You a Gryffindor or not? Goddammit, Sirius, I needed you!" Remus lowered his wand, still shaking; now crying a little.
"You're being unfair! It was out of the blue, I couldn't think!"
"Th—that's no excuse… no excuse to let them say that to me!" Remus turned to walk away.
"Remus… please."
"Eat shit, Sirius." Remus wiped his eyes and continued walking.
"Shit…" Sirius pulled at his hair and kicked a nearby stump. "Shit!" he started running after the other boy.
Remus was furious, and he didn't know who he was furious at. That Slytherin gang dealt a low blow, and no one stepped in for him. Sirius stood blankly like some idiotic monkey. He was forced to stand up for himself, by himself. Usually he couldn't care less, but this time he had someone; or though he did. He was supposed to have Sirius, he was supposed be protected. He never, never once expected Sirius to be so spineless. He had given him no more than a look. He turned left, hearing footsteps behind him.
"Remus…"
"Go away!"
Sirius stopped, panting a little. The lycanthrope could sure walk fast. "No, okay? I'm not leaving you! I'm not going to just go, because even though I sure as hell didn't prove it back there, you can't shake me off that easy." Remus stopped walking, not sure why, Sirius continues. "Remus, stop for a moment and let's talk about this."
"What's there to talk about?" Remus tilted his head up.
"Let's start with I'm sorry that I froze. And I'm sorry you had to hear that, that sucked. But Remus, you were amazing back there, you stood up for yourself, and I hate it that… that I wasn't able to, but you did it." Sirius walked toward him.
"But I did it alone. I'm not alone though, but I did it alone."
"I fucked up, okay?" Sirius was being less and less okay with all emotional conversations. "I can't say anything but I fucked up."
"You think you love me, Sirius Black? You think you care for me and can protect me? Then don't let go! Never, ever let go. Because I can't stand ever being alone again and I can't stand ever being isolated and… fuck…" Remus sniffed and bent down pulling his knees to his chest and sitting down.
"You'll never be isolated. Never again, okay? Never again will I freeze. Shit, Remmy, you need proof I love you or something?" Sirius sat down next to him, but didn't dare actually touch him.
"Well… it'd sure as hell be nice." Remus looked at him from the corner of his eye, he looked hurt. Remus instantly regretting saying that.
"Well… fine! I'll prove it to you." The rebel stood up, dropping his bag. He stood in front of Remus and started taking off his tie.
"Sirius… what the fu-"
"Just…" he tossed the tie to the side and closed his eyes, animalistic… basic emotions… like he practiced. "Zooanthro metmorphaphotosus!" he yelled. Suddenly, his body shank down a bit, and his hair grew even longer. Fur sprouted up all over his body, and his eyes turned yellow. His fingers shrank down into paws and he grew a tail. Sirius stood on all fours, now a black shaggy dog, and howled.
"Siri…" Remus breathed. He did it. He was first of them all to do it. Sirius Black turned himself into an animal and a dog too. How? How had he managed it when James could only manage odd antler nubs he needed to hide under his hair? The dog looked up and wagged its tail, tilting his head. Remus cautiously held his hand out, lowering his knees and crossing his legs. The dog nuzzled his head under the hand and growled a little. Remus laughed and grinned in delight. "YOU'RE A FUCKING DOG!"
The dog transformed back into Sirius, who sat in front of Remus, fully clothed again. "Just found out yesterday I could do that, I was going to tell you… My basic thought was just what I thought of you."
Remus beamed. "Oh, Sirius!" he flung himself on the rebel, much to the rebel's protests- who fell back into the dirt- and kissed him. Sirius kissed back, wrapping his arms around the werewolf's waist. Remus ran his hands through the rebel's hair, running his tongue along the other boy's lips. Sirius opened his mouth, allowing entry. They stayed like that for a good long time, at least until a centaur came by and shooed them from the forest, telling them to find a new place to do such acts. Sirius and Remus ran, laughing like idiots.
"Hey Moony!" James yelled, seeing the two run to the castle. "….Moony! Sirius!" James wasn't used to being completely ignored. "DAMMIT LUPIN, DAMMIT BLACK! I GOT NEWS!"
The other boys just ignored him, pushing each other and yelling. James slumped forward, slightly jealous. How dare Remus take away his best friend? He sighed, he hadn't realized how much he missed Sirius, who now only spent time with Remus. Peter looked over at James.
"You still got me!" Pettigrew piped.
"Oh just shut up."
OoOoOo
Remus looked down at his blank parchment, breathing a little and picking up his quill, he began to write.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Fifth year has been amazing, my transformations are steadily less and less painful. I can deal with them, I suppose. James, Sirius and Peter are still around, shocking right? You'd think they tired of me, well, I know what you're saying right now, mum. I am the best Remus there can be, and all my friends will see that in me. Yeah, yeah, you drilled that one in my head. But I'm still surprised, each day it's kind of odd, knowing there are people who like, even love me.
On that note, I think you should know something about Sirius, but a letter isn't the best means of communication for this news, so the boys and I are coming to the house over Christmas Vacation! Oh, please say that'll be alright. Dad, James likes the Chudley Cannons too, bond with him over that! Please, please PLEASE!
I've done well in my studies, messed up a potion only once! Slughorn is proud. I'm still top of my class in Defense against the Dark Arts. Professor reckons I ought to be able to teach the class myself, mad huh? They barely let me into the school, but teaching may be fun…
I hope this owl gets to you well!
Your son,
Remus
He looked it over, decided it would suffice, and mailed it off in the owlry. Sirius caught up with him and grabbed his hand, and they started off for their first class of the day.
"Lookie here! It's Queenie and the Butt-lover." Rosier said, cornering them in the second floor corridor. Remus began to retaliate, but Sirius held his hand out in front of him.
"I got this." He said, walking up to Rosier. He smiled "Rosier, tell me something, do you have something on your face?"
"What? What are you even talking about, you faggo-" BAM! Sirius punched Rosier's face, making him go down. "Next time, it's going up your ass!" Sirius snarled.
"Bet you like that, eh?" Rosier spat. Sirius grabbed Remus by the hand and started running.
"My hero!" Remus said in an overly high pitched voice.
"Run like hell, Remmy! Time to get our arses out of here!"
A/N: YAY FOR HAPPY ENDING! Next chapter up sooner!
