Wheee! Yes, princess, I did just leave it there.. MWA HA HA H-**hack**.... **ahem** Koori, I'll try to finish it! Lol, providing people keep on replying, that is. ^^; Diva, I wouldn't just kill off Remus! He's too secksy for that! ^_~ Hestia, hehehe... I know cliffhangers are evil, I only write them to make you all suffer and writhe in pain! Oh well, I might as well quit stalling and start writing... ^_^ ja!
God bless JK Rowling for being sweet enough to give me all these characters and settings! ^_^
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"Remus..." Sirius whispered, staring out the window. He choked, suddenly he couldn't breath, it was all too much. He stumbled onto the bed, knocking the fallen door onto the floor, "R-Remus," he sputtered, "This can't happen again..." he whispered, grasping the bed post and holding it tightly against him, "No."
Sirius stood abruptly, stumbling over to Remus's closet, "Come on..." he urged, throwing clothes and shoes, socks and ties out of the way to find what he was looking for, "Come on! Be here, damnit!" He jumped up and ran out of the room, taking the stairs three at a time as he sped down into the hall, skidding to a halt in front of the hall closet. He threw open the door and began shuffling through everything in there as well, "Please, please be here..." he whispered. It wasn't there. He stood up shakily, rubbing his hands over his eyes, "Think, Sirius, think! Where would Remus keep it..."
Suddenly Sirius got an idea. He ran to the utility closet, tossing mops and buckets aside, "YES!" He cried, standing up and stepping out of his mess, brandishing Remus's broom. He climbed up the stairs, running into Remus's room and barely paused as he leapt through the window, throwing Remus's broom under him in mid-air.
He peeled his eyes over the horizon, looking for something, someone on a broom, a large gathering... anything that might help him know which way they took Remus. He climbed up in altitude, gathering speed all the way, "They could be anywhere," he fretted, scanning the moonlight night for anything out of the ordinary, "By now... Remus could be dead... No, I can't think like that now, I have to find you..."
Time passed slowly. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty, and hour, but Sirius kept on, staring frantically around. He couldn't keep on like this; the warm glow of the sun was already creeping up over the horizon, and he couldn't be out on his broom in daylight...
~~It was a cool morning, as rays of sunshine shone in thick locks through heavy clouds. There was a strange mist about the grounds, giving it an almost mystical look as two lone figures sat outlined in their gray shroud. There was the faint sound of laughter, and two male voices, as they playfully tossed grapes at each other, and one steals a blanket from the other.
"No fair!" Sirius shouted, grinning as Remus tugged his blanket off his body and rolled across the grass in it, "Seriously Remus! It's freezing out here!"
"You should have thought about that before throwing your grapes at me!" Remus laughed, sitting up and scooting swiftly backwards as Sirius reached out for his covers. Sirius climbed to his knees and pursued Remus, until finally Remus caught himself on the corner of his blanket and fell backwards. Sirius grinned and leapt over the distance between them, landing on top of Remus like a cat.
"I've got you now," he whispered, grabbing the corners and pulling as Remus fought to hold them tight against his chest. Remus grinned, and opened his arms, grabbing Sirius by the neck and pulling him against him. Sirius laughed and clutched Remus's torso, breathing in his strangely earthy scent.
And there they lay; holding each other tightly, covered by a thick cloud of fog. "Oh Remus..." Sirius whispered, closing his eyes and letting his body melt into his loves, "I never thought"-
"You never thought we'd be together. I tortured myself for months over, wondering if you felt the same way..."
"Was there ever any question? I should have thought it was obvious!" Sirius whispered, listening to Remus's heartbeat, his breaths tuned to Remus's as he held onto the perfect harmony of the moment.
"Yes, I suppose it was..." Remus said, furrowing his brow. Nothing was going to ruin this for them now. Nothing could keep them apart. ~~
Suddenly Sirius jumped. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, staring out at where he was. He was on his broom... in the air, the sun was up... the sun was up! He'd fallen asleep! Sirius kicked his broom higher up, rising into the low-hanging clouds, and increased his speed. Who knows how long he'd been asleep! What if someone had seen him? What if he'd passed Remus's kidnappers?!
Sirius swerved frantically through the clouds, scanning each inch of the horizon, trying to find something there that would bring him to Remus. He couldn't believe it. Remus could be gone forever, simply because he was tired! How could he ever live this down... How could he ever forgive himself?
"I'll kill myself," he said, moments form tears, "I'll kill myself if he's dead, I'll kill myself if I have to spend the last half of my life alone, just like the first!"
Suddenly he saw something, a small speck just before him. He could barely make out that there was anything there, as he was blinded by sunlight, but there was definitely something in the air.
Hope flooded into his mind, as he kicked up his speed again, hurrying towards whatever it was. Faster and faster, finally he got within 300 yards of it; he could see it almost clearly. People, on brooms, one with two people, Sirius closed his eyes momentarily, thanking lady luck for letting him find them.
His broom jerked violently, swerving to the left. Sirius stared at it, and steered it forward. Again it jerked, but this time it swerved to the left, and then the right. Sirius grabbed it fiercely, trying to steady it. "What the"-
But he cut himself off, as his broom spun over. Suddenly, Sirius was hanging upside down, clutching his broom with his hands as it jerked and swerved, trying it's best to throw him off. He screamed, his voice cracking with fright. "AH! HELP! HELP ME!" he cried, trying to pull himself back up onto the broom. He stared at the broom, as he pulled himself up against it, so that he could throw one leg over the side. Suddenly, he shot a glance at the group below and ahead of him. He stared wide-eyed at what he saw. Remus had awoken; he was now struggling with the second man on their broom to throw him off. Sirius noticed that this man had a wand, and was trying desperately to keep it fixed on him.
But the broom jerked again. Sirius was thrown off. He reached up desperately, and clutched the end of the broom, hanging by one hand. He reached up with the other to grab again, but every time he got close the broom would swerve violently. Sirius tried frantically to think of a way to get him back up, but as he thought the broom began to kick more violently before. He was slipping, steadily, as his sweaty fingers began to slide over the slick wood of the broom. Sirius stared wide-eyed at it, and then to Remus. The main pointing the wand at Sirius was holding Remus back. Suddenly, he jumped up, throwing his arms around the huge man's neck, and grabbed the wand, jerking it away. Sirius's broom gave an almighty lurch, and almost threw Sirius off, as he hung desperately.
Remus took hold of the man's arm, holding the wand out over the side of the broom. The man leaned out to get it, stretching as far as he could with his fingers to reach, and suddenly Remus let go. The man tried for a moment to regain his balance, but finally fell, screaming all the way. Sirius stared. Remus had just killed a man. Sirius couldn't believe it, Remus was the gentlest soul he had ever met; yet here he had just killed! But Remus stared up at him, and a small smile spread across his lips. Sirius couldn't bring himself to care, and just smiled back.
The broom had quit kicking, and Sirius pulled himself back up. "Thank you," he mouthed... suddenly he became aware of the two other brooms heading swiftly towards Remus. Sirius fell down onto the broom, clutching it tightly, as one of them narrowly missed his head. The other, though, slammed right into the back of his broom. Remus was thrown.
It was almost like slow motion, watching him fall. The sun shone gloriously through thick, misty clouds, and although Sirius's heart near burst, it was beautiful. Remus threw out his arms, kicking dramatically as he fell, two feet, five feet, ten... he was nearly 400 yards in the air, and the fall would most certainly kill him. Sirius stared in disbelief, his brain trying frantically to register what was happening. Suddenly, he threw himself down, leaning his broom in for a steep, swift dive. Once James had shown him how to do this... it was almost impossible to imagine James now. Those days were so innocent, care free, and here they were now, being kidnapped and attacked by whoever the hell was doing this.
Sirius kept low, gaining speed, faster and faster as he dove down towards Remus. Suddenly, his arm fell limp, and it stung furiously, like someone had just lit fire to his shoulder. But he ignored it, there was no time, he kept on, not paying any attention to the various curses being shot at him from the two brooms, nor to the fact that they were gaining steadily on him.
Suddenly he pulled up, underneath Remus as he fell right on top of the broom. The hard hit was too much, the broom lurched and spun over, and Remus fell again, reaching out frantically to grab hold of it. Sirius let go with his arm, holding the burning one against his chest as he threw out his hand towards Remus. He held his legs firm around the end of the broom, and caught hold of Remus's arm, jerking forward as Remus's weight added to his own made the broom dip violently.
He stared down at Remus, holding tightly onto his wrist as their broom sped steadily forward. Sirius was panting, and was quite aware that they had almost both died, yet a wide grin spread across his face, "Remus, c-climb up my arm, I can't pull you up,' he stuttered, still grinning down at him.
Remus reached up with his other hand and took hold of Sirius's arm. He pulled himself up, reaching for Sirius's neck for support. Sirius felt like his legs were going to fall off, with the insane amount of pressure that was being put on his body just to hold on. But he held tight, as Remus climbed up his back, and desperately pulled his body onto the broom. He reached down and grabbed Sirius by the shoulder, pulling him up as well.
"Sirius, you saved my life!"
"Don't mention it," Sirius panted, his face red with exhaustion. Suddenly, he reached for his arm, grimacing as he peeled back the torn sleeve of his shirt. His flesh was hot and torn open, with a gash that looked an inch deep.
"You're arm! What happened?!" Remus cried, holding Sirius's shoulder tightly as he stared at the open wound.
"I don't know," Sirius said, wincing, "Don't worry about it, it doesn't hurt," he lied. He forced a smile and looked at Remus, "Are you alright?" he said, trying to make his voice sound as normal as he could.
"Remus, look out!" he cried. Up from behind Remus came a huge arm, holding a thick black pipe. It swung down, and struck the backside of Remus's skull, "Remus!"
But from behind Sirius came the other man, and he grabbed Sirius's arm, wrapping them painfully behind his back. Sirius felt like his wounded arm was going to fall off, and screamed in pain as he threw his head back, fighting to breathe through painful gasps. Remus's limp body fell heavily onto his lap, as his arms hung limp off the side of the broom. "Remus, no!" Sirius cried, but suddenly he felt a hard smack on the back of his head. He felt himself falling over Remus, but then his consciousness faded into a pitch-black coma.
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...BWA HA HA HA HA HA!!! XD Sorry this chapter took so long, school is a bitch! Wait up for the next one. ^_^
God bless JK Rowling for being sweet enough to give me all these characters and settings! ^_^
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"Remus..." Sirius whispered, staring out the window. He choked, suddenly he couldn't breath, it was all too much. He stumbled onto the bed, knocking the fallen door onto the floor, "R-Remus," he sputtered, "This can't happen again..." he whispered, grasping the bed post and holding it tightly against him, "No."
Sirius stood abruptly, stumbling over to Remus's closet, "Come on..." he urged, throwing clothes and shoes, socks and ties out of the way to find what he was looking for, "Come on! Be here, damnit!" He jumped up and ran out of the room, taking the stairs three at a time as he sped down into the hall, skidding to a halt in front of the hall closet. He threw open the door and began shuffling through everything in there as well, "Please, please be here..." he whispered. It wasn't there. He stood up shakily, rubbing his hands over his eyes, "Think, Sirius, think! Where would Remus keep it..."
Suddenly Sirius got an idea. He ran to the utility closet, tossing mops and buckets aside, "YES!" He cried, standing up and stepping out of his mess, brandishing Remus's broom. He climbed up the stairs, running into Remus's room and barely paused as he leapt through the window, throwing Remus's broom under him in mid-air.
He peeled his eyes over the horizon, looking for something, someone on a broom, a large gathering... anything that might help him know which way they took Remus. He climbed up in altitude, gathering speed all the way, "They could be anywhere," he fretted, scanning the moonlight night for anything out of the ordinary, "By now... Remus could be dead... No, I can't think like that now, I have to find you..."
Time passed slowly. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty, and hour, but Sirius kept on, staring frantically around. He couldn't keep on like this; the warm glow of the sun was already creeping up over the horizon, and he couldn't be out on his broom in daylight...
~~It was a cool morning, as rays of sunshine shone in thick locks through heavy clouds. There was a strange mist about the grounds, giving it an almost mystical look as two lone figures sat outlined in their gray shroud. There was the faint sound of laughter, and two male voices, as they playfully tossed grapes at each other, and one steals a blanket from the other.
"No fair!" Sirius shouted, grinning as Remus tugged his blanket off his body and rolled across the grass in it, "Seriously Remus! It's freezing out here!"
"You should have thought about that before throwing your grapes at me!" Remus laughed, sitting up and scooting swiftly backwards as Sirius reached out for his covers. Sirius climbed to his knees and pursued Remus, until finally Remus caught himself on the corner of his blanket and fell backwards. Sirius grinned and leapt over the distance between them, landing on top of Remus like a cat.
"I've got you now," he whispered, grabbing the corners and pulling as Remus fought to hold them tight against his chest. Remus grinned, and opened his arms, grabbing Sirius by the neck and pulling him against him. Sirius laughed and clutched Remus's torso, breathing in his strangely earthy scent.
And there they lay; holding each other tightly, covered by a thick cloud of fog. "Oh Remus..." Sirius whispered, closing his eyes and letting his body melt into his loves, "I never thought"-
"You never thought we'd be together. I tortured myself for months over, wondering if you felt the same way..."
"Was there ever any question? I should have thought it was obvious!" Sirius whispered, listening to Remus's heartbeat, his breaths tuned to Remus's as he held onto the perfect harmony of the moment.
"Yes, I suppose it was..." Remus said, furrowing his brow. Nothing was going to ruin this for them now. Nothing could keep them apart. ~~
Suddenly Sirius jumped. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, staring out at where he was. He was on his broom... in the air, the sun was up... the sun was up! He'd fallen asleep! Sirius kicked his broom higher up, rising into the low-hanging clouds, and increased his speed. Who knows how long he'd been asleep! What if someone had seen him? What if he'd passed Remus's kidnappers?!
Sirius swerved frantically through the clouds, scanning each inch of the horizon, trying to find something there that would bring him to Remus. He couldn't believe it. Remus could be gone forever, simply because he was tired! How could he ever live this down... How could he ever forgive himself?
"I'll kill myself," he said, moments form tears, "I'll kill myself if he's dead, I'll kill myself if I have to spend the last half of my life alone, just like the first!"
Suddenly he saw something, a small speck just before him. He could barely make out that there was anything there, as he was blinded by sunlight, but there was definitely something in the air.
Hope flooded into his mind, as he kicked up his speed again, hurrying towards whatever it was. Faster and faster, finally he got within 300 yards of it; he could see it almost clearly. People, on brooms, one with two people, Sirius closed his eyes momentarily, thanking lady luck for letting him find them.
His broom jerked violently, swerving to the left. Sirius stared at it, and steered it forward. Again it jerked, but this time it swerved to the left, and then the right. Sirius grabbed it fiercely, trying to steady it. "What the"-
But he cut himself off, as his broom spun over. Suddenly, Sirius was hanging upside down, clutching his broom with his hands as it jerked and swerved, trying it's best to throw him off. He screamed, his voice cracking with fright. "AH! HELP! HELP ME!" he cried, trying to pull himself back up onto the broom. He stared at the broom, as he pulled himself up against it, so that he could throw one leg over the side. Suddenly, he shot a glance at the group below and ahead of him. He stared wide-eyed at what he saw. Remus had awoken; he was now struggling with the second man on their broom to throw him off. Sirius noticed that this man had a wand, and was trying desperately to keep it fixed on him.
But the broom jerked again. Sirius was thrown off. He reached up desperately, and clutched the end of the broom, hanging by one hand. He reached up with the other to grab again, but every time he got close the broom would swerve violently. Sirius tried frantically to think of a way to get him back up, but as he thought the broom began to kick more violently before. He was slipping, steadily, as his sweaty fingers began to slide over the slick wood of the broom. Sirius stared wide-eyed at it, and then to Remus. The main pointing the wand at Sirius was holding Remus back. Suddenly, he jumped up, throwing his arms around the huge man's neck, and grabbed the wand, jerking it away. Sirius's broom gave an almighty lurch, and almost threw Sirius off, as he hung desperately.
Remus took hold of the man's arm, holding the wand out over the side of the broom. The man leaned out to get it, stretching as far as he could with his fingers to reach, and suddenly Remus let go. The man tried for a moment to regain his balance, but finally fell, screaming all the way. Sirius stared. Remus had just killed a man. Sirius couldn't believe it, Remus was the gentlest soul he had ever met; yet here he had just killed! But Remus stared up at him, and a small smile spread across his lips. Sirius couldn't bring himself to care, and just smiled back.
The broom had quit kicking, and Sirius pulled himself back up. "Thank you," he mouthed... suddenly he became aware of the two other brooms heading swiftly towards Remus. Sirius fell down onto the broom, clutching it tightly, as one of them narrowly missed his head. The other, though, slammed right into the back of his broom. Remus was thrown.
It was almost like slow motion, watching him fall. The sun shone gloriously through thick, misty clouds, and although Sirius's heart near burst, it was beautiful. Remus threw out his arms, kicking dramatically as he fell, two feet, five feet, ten... he was nearly 400 yards in the air, and the fall would most certainly kill him. Sirius stared in disbelief, his brain trying frantically to register what was happening. Suddenly, he threw himself down, leaning his broom in for a steep, swift dive. Once James had shown him how to do this... it was almost impossible to imagine James now. Those days were so innocent, care free, and here they were now, being kidnapped and attacked by whoever the hell was doing this.
Sirius kept low, gaining speed, faster and faster as he dove down towards Remus. Suddenly, his arm fell limp, and it stung furiously, like someone had just lit fire to his shoulder. But he ignored it, there was no time, he kept on, not paying any attention to the various curses being shot at him from the two brooms, nor to the fact that they were gaining steadily on him.
Suddenly he pulled up, underneath Remus as he fell right on top of the broom. The hard hit was too much, the broom lurched and spun over, and Remus fell again, reaching out frantically to grab hold of it. Sirius let go with his arm, holding the burning one against his chest as he threw out his hand towards Remus. He held his legs firm around the end of the broom, and caught hold of Remus's arm, jerking forward as Remus's weight added to his own made the broom dip violently.
He stared down at Remus, holding tightly onto his wrist as their broom sped steadily forward. Sirius was panting, and was quite aware that they had almost both died, yet a wide grin spread across his face, "Remus, c-climb up my arm, I can't pull you up,' he stuttered, still grinning down at him.
Remus reached up with his other hand and took hold of Sirius's arm. He pulled himself up, reaching for Sirius's neck for support. Sirius felt like his legs were going to fall off, with the insane amount of pressure that was being put on his body just to hold on. But he held tight, as Remus climbed up his back, and desperately pulled his body onto the broom. He reached down and grabbed Sirius by the shoulder, pulling him up as well.
"Sirius, you saved my life!"
"Don't mention it," Sirius panted, his face red with exhaustion. Suddenly, he reached for his arm, grimacing as he peeled back the torn sleeve of his shirt. His flesh was hot and torn open, with a gash that looked an inch deep.
"You're arm! What happened?!" Remus cried, holding Sirius's shoulder tightly as he stared at the open wound.
"I don't know," Sirius said, wincing, "Don't worry about it, it doesn't hurt," he lied. He forced a smile and looked at Remus, "Are you alright?" he said, trying to make his voice sound as normal as he could.
"Remus, look out!" he cried. Up from behind Remus came a huge arm, holding a thick black pipe. It swung down, and struck the backside of Remus's skull, "Remus!"
But from behind Sirius came the other man, and he grabbed Sirius's arm, wrapping them painfully behind his back. Sirius felt like his wounded arm was going to fall off, and screamed in pain as he threw his head back, fighting to breathe through painful gasps. Remus's limp body fell heavily onto his lap, as his arms hung limp off the side of the broom. "Remus, no!" Sirius cried, but suddenly he felt a hard smack on the back of his head. He felt himself falling over Remus, but then his consciousness faded into a pitch-black coma.
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...BWA HA HA HA HA HA!!! XD Sorry this chapter took so long, school is a bitch! Wait up for the next one. ^_^