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Unintended Chapter two
'I'll be there as soon as I can, but I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before….'
Sirius had avoided Remus for most of the week, not that it was obvious. He just said he had 'things' to do. James and Peter had given up asking about his whereabouts, convinced it had something to do with a girl, after all Sirius was a ladies man….wasn't he?
Remus had been noticeably down for the past few days, not being as proficient at hiding his feelings as his taller, darker, best friend. He didn't even ask what Sirius was up too.
At last, the night came around, and even Remus's mood seemed to lift, he had gone to see Dumbledore, earlier in the day, although he wouldn't say why, and had returned with a mysterious grin on his face. He was up to something, and even a wrestling match, started by James when Remus had walked through the door, failed to get his secret out of him, although that was probably because James had never yet fought with Mr. Lupin and won. James was now pinned to the bedroom floor by his arms. Remus sat on his chest and no amount of leg flailing was going to dislodge the smaller boy. Remus was laughing,
"You didn't expect to win this did you Potter? At least being a werewolf is good for something."
James gritted his teeth and tried to struggle free.
"Sirius!" he called, "Here boy!"
Black turned his attention from the wardrobe, where he was pulling out his dress robes and raised his eyebrows.
"Come on boy! kill! attack! sic 'im, do *something*!" groaned James, as all the air was squashed out of his lungs.
Sirius smiled, then looked at Remus, who looked away.
"Sorry mate, can't go tonight all bashed and bruised now can I?" Sirius said quickly, turning back to his robes.
"Bad dog!" James scolded, trying to laugh, which hurt his ribs even more. Remus was looking triumphant, "Do you give up? If you want to find out why I went to see Dumbledore you can wait until tonight, got it?"
James nodded and began rubbing his stomach as Remus got up.
Sirius walked to the mirror. "What should I do with my hair?" This was such an uncharacteristic remark from the king of indifference the others cracked up Laughing. Peter wandered out of the bathroom to see what all the fuss was about.
"Since when did you care what your hair looks like?" asked James in amusement.
"Since now!" replied Sirius defensively, "it's always been messy and scruffy and I'd like to change it for tonight."
Remus walked up next to him and looked in the mirror. He saw Black's reflection, his toned physique from all the Quidditch training. It helped that all he was wearing was black underwear. His eyes took in the faint scars on his friends torso and upper arms, wincing slightly as he reminded himself that those were probably caused by his Werewolf self while Sirius, in his dog form, had attempted to restrain him. He really didn't like causing Sirius pain, didn't like seeing him unhappy…I wonder if he'll ever find the right person to…. Then the little voice paused briefly wondering why it hadn't said 'right girl'. There was something about Black he didn't know if he was ready to admit, or trusted his senses enough to believe……
It was then he realized he had been staring absentmindedly at Sirius's half naked form in the mirror. He blushed furiously and looked around, James and Peter were staring at them curiously. He turned to look up at Sirius who was also eyeing him with the same look on his face.
"Everything alright Moony?" he asked, "you, err, went a little misty eyed for a moment there."
"What? No, I mean, yes, I'm fine, I was um…just thinking about your hair!"
"Riiiiight."
"Erm" Remus continued, thinking quickly as he went, "Why don't you let me do something with it?"
Behind them, James exploded into laughter,
"Thinking of a future profession as a hairdresser mate?"
Remus went red again. "No!" he argued, "I just wanted to help a friend out!" Sirius, who was watching Remus blush with amusement, (well it was adorable) felt a strong need to protect the smaller boy from embarrassment.
"Shut up Prongs!" he said sternly. James stopped laughing and Remus looked up at him in surprise.
"Sorry?"
"You heard me, leave him alone," he turned back to Remus, "If you want to mess with this mess, you have my permission. He leaned in closer and whispered, "You sure you know what you're doing?"
Remus gulped, "Of course" he said croakily.
Sirius grinned, "Get on with it then!"
Slowly, Remus removed his wand from his robes and twirled it nervously in his fingers for a few seconds.
"Right." He said firmly raising his hand, "Hold still."
He passed the wand three times over his friend's head, having to stand on tip toes slightly to reach, muttered something under his breath and a blue smoke enveloped Sirius's head. Remus dropped down onto his heals and waited, along with the others, for the smoke to clear.
A few seconds later the result was revealed. Sirius Black's chin length untidy black hair was now much shorter. Remus smiled to himself as his friend turned to look in the mirror and ran his fingers thorough his new haircut. It was still a little messy, in a charming kind of way. It seemed to be cut with layers and a floppy fringe covered his forehead and ended just above his eyes. The black seemed to have a dark blue glow.
Sirius let out a long whistle. "Nice one mate! You've outdone yourself!" He changed angles, "Is it blue?"
Remus blushed adorably again, "Erm, yeah, I thought it would match your robes and….err, your eyes."
James nudged Peter who was desperately trying to stifle a giggle but Sirius was genuinely touched.
"What!?" demanded Remus, slightly miffed, "having an eye for colour is nothing to be embarrassed about! You forget that when I change all I can see is red, black and white! It makes me appreciate colour all the more!" He looked decidedly ruffled, "I'm sure Sirius will back me up on that one," he turned to him, "Right?"
It took a few moments for the normally lighting quick Sirius to get what his mate was saying, but to be honest, he didn't care, that heart wrenchingly horrible feeling was back, and stronger than ever.
"Err, yeah." he said automatically, "Yeah, red…and stuff." Then he almost ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
'You could be my unintended, choice to live my life extended, you should be the one I'll always love….'
Sirius had emerged 15 minutes later, his hair washed and smelling divine. They began to get ready, sipping stolen wine from pewter goblets and laughing a lot, James even admitted he liked Sirius's new haircut and asked Remus to do his in the near future. Remus left his hair how it was, soft and longish with little bits of hair that curled round his ears and the fringe that brushed his eyelashes. There were blonde highlights in his normally dark blonde hair due to the sun, and he looked amazing in yellow and gold robes, with glittering stitching that reflected the flickering candlelight onto his pale skin. He had a belt, picked out for him by Sirius when they had gotten their school things in Diagon Alley. It was brown leather and had a large golden pendant, which swung a few inches below, depicting a classical sun. It was an inside joke.
Sirius had more trouble getting ready than the rest, he couldn't concentrate, his mouth was dry and his usual charm was missing, you might even say he was….nervous.
However, effortlessly, he looked gorgeous in dark blue robes with a silver clasp in the shape of a bone and a large hood which hung down his back, it made him look rather mysterious when he pulled it up and let it drape over his head. All that could be seen from the depths were two brilliant blue eyes glinting mischievously. Around his neck, hanging on the inside of his robes so no one could see, he wore a delicate silver pendant, depicting the waning moon.
Peter had clearly never had a drop of wine in his life. He was giggling in fits and bursts and wobbling a little as he adjusted his blood red outfit and straightened his pointed red hat.
James had drunk more than all the others (but was taking it better than little Peter) and was humming to himself as he checked his reflection in the mirror. He looked splendid, he was the only one who could pull off sliver/ white robes with style and grace, and without looking like a dodgy Christmas elf. He was tall and skinny and the white suited his black hair and dark eyes perfectly. Suddenly he clicked his fingers and tutted, walking to his trunk he pulled out a silver top hat and perched it carefully on his head, then he pulled out a mahogany cane topped with a silver handle depicting a stag. He turned to face his friends, twirled his cane, removed his hat and bowed, looking for all the world like his animal form, his robe even gleamed like the Stag's white coat.
"Ready to go gentlemen?" he asked with a cut glass accent. They all grinned at each other and marched down to the common room. Lily met them at the bottom of the stairs, Both she and James stared at each other for a good few seconds.
"You look.….stunning!" was the unanimous exclamation, while the others rolled their eyes and Remus muttered something about 'mutual appreciation', then James offered his arm.
Remus met Jane outside the portrait hole. She wasn't in a great mood, and told them all how some irresponsible Ravenclaw students had brought alcohol into the common room and how no one had any values any more. Sirius began to fall behind as they approached the great hall. Remus was looking worried again.
" I have to meet my date here" said Sirius, not looking particularly excited about the prospect.
"Oh, but of course!" smirked James, "The mysterious girl, you going to tell us yet? Or are we going to have to beat it out of you?" The smirk grew, "of course we could always tell Jane here about the things you have gotten up to in the Ravenclaw com.."
But the mystery was solved as Sirius's blonde Slytherin friend walked up to the group.
"A Slytherin!?" James exclaimed, not making any effort to disguise his shock.
He shook his head solemnly, "Padfoot, what are you doing?"
But a moment later the mischievous look that was so at home on James Potter's face had returned, he leaned closer to Sirius and whispered, "she does know who won the cup doesn't she? Or are you taking her to show how mature you are for not caring about things like Quidditch matches and House glory?"
Sirius glared silently at him, looking more than a bit embarrassed, but was prevented from saying anything as Kate walked up to him and planted an obvious and possessive kiss on his cheek, just in case anyone was in doubt as to who she was with. She smiled frostily at Remus, Jane, Lilly and Peter and totally ignored James, probably because, as seeker, he had won the Quidditch match against Slytherin that had secured the Quiddich cup and House cup for Gryffindor. Of course, Sirius had just as much to do with the victory, but she seemed to ignore that on the grounds that he was really good looking and, as the Quiddich captain's partner, she would get to dance in front of all the other students when the champions dance came around. James laughed and raised his stick in the air,
"COME ON YOU REDS!!!" he shouted, which didn't amuse Kate. She took Black's arm and began to drag him into the Great Hall.
Sirius chanced a look at Remus, who was being talked at by Jane (she gesticulated an awful lot) and he honestly thought his heart would rip, his friend looked thoroughly miserable.
Unintended Chapter two
'I'll be there as soon as I can, but I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before….'
Sirius had avoided Remus for most of the week, not that it was obvious. He just said he had 'things' to do. James and Peter had given up asking about his whereabouts, convinced it had something to do with a girl, after all Sirius was a ladies man….wasn't he?
Remus had been noticeably down for the past few days, not being as proficient at hiding his feelings as his taller, darker, best friend. He didn't even ask what Sirius was up too.
At last, the night came around, and even Remus's mood seemed to lift, he had gone to see Dumbledore, earlier in the day, although he wouldn't say why, and had returned with a mysterious grin on his face. He was up to something, and even a wrestling match, started by James when Remus had walked through the door, failed to get his secret out of him, although that was probably because James had never yet fought with Mr. Lupin and won. James was now pinned to the bedroom floor by his arms. Remus sat on his chest and no amount of leg flailing was going to dislodge the smaller boy. Remus was laughing,
"You didn't expect to win this did you Potter? At least being a werewolf is good for something."
James gritted his teeth and tried to struggle free.
"Sirius!" he called, "Here boy!"
Black turned his attention from the wardrobe, where he was pulling out his dress robes and raised his eyebrows.
"Come on boy! kill! attack! sic 'im, do *something*!" groaned James, as all the air was squashed out of his lungs.
Sirius smiled, then looked at Remus, who looked away.
"Sorry mate, can't go tonight all bashed and bruised now can I?" Sirius said quickly, turning back to his robes.
"Bad dog!" James scolded, trying to laugh, which hurt his ribs even more. Remus was looking triumphant, "Do you give up? If you want to find out why I went to see Dumbledore you can wait until tonight, got it?"
James nodded and began rubbing his stomach as Remus got up.
Sirius walked to the mirror. "What should I do with my hair?" This was such an uncharacteristic remark from the king of indifference the others cracked up Laughing. Peter wandered out of the bathroom to see what all the fuss was about.
"Since when did you care what your hair looks like?" asked James in amusement.
"Since now!" replied Sirius defensively, "it's always been messy and scruffy and I'd like to change it for tonight."
Remus walked up next to him and looked in the mirror. He saw Black's reflection, his toned physique from all the Quidditch training. It helped that all he was wearing was black underwear. His eyes took in the faint scars on his friends torso and upper arms, wincing slightly as he reminded himself that those were probably caused by his Werewolf self while Sirius, in his dog form, had attempted to restrain him. He really didn't like causing Sirius pain, didn't like seeing him unhappy…I wonder if he'll ever find the right person to…. Then the little voice paused briefly wondering why it hadn't said 'right girl'. There was something about Black he didn't know if he was ready to admit, or trusted his senses enough to believe……
It was then he realized he had been staring absentmindedly at Sirius's half naked form in the mirror. He blushed furiously and looked around, James and Peter were staring at them curiously. He turned to look up at Sirius who was also eyeing him with the same look on his face.
"Everything alright Moony?" he asked, "you, err, went a little misty eyed for a moment there."
"What? No, I mean, yes, I'm fine, I was um…just thinking about your hair!"
"Riiiiight."
"Erm" Remus continued, thinking quickly as he went, "Why don't you let me do something with it?"
Behind them, James exploded into laughter,
"Thinking of a future profession as a hairdresser mate?"
Remus went red again. "No!" he argued, "I just wanted to help a friend out!" Sirius, who was watching Remus blush with amusement, (well it was adorable) felt a strong need to protect the smaller boy from embarrassment.
"Shut up Prongs!" he said sternly. James stopped laughing and Remus looked up at him in surprise.
"Sorry?"
"You heard me, leave him alone," he turned back to Remus, "If you want to mess with this mess, you have my permission. He leaned in closer and whispered, "You sure you know what you're doing?"
Remus gulped, "Of course" he said croakily.
Sirius grinned, "Get on with it then!"
Slowly, Remus removed his wand from his robes and twirled it nervously in his fingers for a few seconds.
"Right." He said firmly raising his hand, "Hold still."
He passed the wand three times over his friend's head, having to stand on tip toes slightly to reach, muttered something under his breath and a blue smoke enveloped Sirius's head. Remus dropped down onto his heals and waited, along with the others, for the smoke to clear.
A few seconds later the result was revealed. Sirius Black's chin length untidy black hair was now much shorter. Remus smiled to himself as his friend turned to look in the mirror and ran his fingers thorough his new haircut. It was still a little messy, in a charming kind of way. It seemed to be cut with layers and a floppy fringe covered his forehead and ended just above his eyes. The black seemed to have a dark blue glow.
Sirius let out a long whistle. "Nice one mate! You've outdone yourself!" He changed angles, "Is it blue?"
Remus blushed adorably again, "Erm, yeah, I thought it would match your robes and….err, your eyes."
James nudged Peter who was desperately trying to stifle a giggle but Sirius was genuinely touched.
"What!?" demanded Remus, slightly miffed, "having an eye for colour is nothing to be embarrassed about! You forget that when I change all I can see is red, black and white! It makes me appreciate colour all the more!" He looked decidedly ruffled, "I'm sure Sirius will back me up on that one," he turned to him, "Right?"
It took a few moments for the normally lighting quick Sirius to get what his mate was saying, but to be honest, he didn't care, that heart wrenchingly horrible feeling was back, and stronger than ever.
"Err, yeah." he said automatically, "Yeah, red…and stuff." Then he almost ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
'You could be my unintended, choice to live my life extended, you should be the one I'll always love….'
Sirius had emerged 15 minutes later, his hair washed and smelling divine. They began to get ready, sipping stolen wine from pewter goblets and laughing a lot, James even admitted he liked Sirius's new haircut and asked Remus to do his in the near future. Remus left his hair how it was, soft and longish with little bits of hair that curled round his ears and the fringe that brushed his eyelashes. There were blonde highlights in his normally dark blonde hair due to the sun, and he looked amazing in yellow and gold robes, with glittering stitching that reflected the flickering candlelight onto his pale skin. He had a belt, picked out for him by Sirius when they had gotten their school things in Diagon Alley. It was brown leather and had a large golden pendant, which swung a few inches below, depicting a classical sun. It was an inside joke.
Sirius had more trouble getting ready than the rest, he couldn't concentrate, his mouth was dry and his usual charm was missing, you might even say he was….nervous.
However, effortlessly, he looked gorgeous in dark blue robes with a silver clasp in the shape of a bone and a large hood which hung down his back, it made him look rather mysterious when he pulled it up and let it drape over his head. All that could be seen from the depths were two brilliant blue eyes glinting mischievously. Around his neck, hanging on the inside of his robes so no one could see, he wore a delicate silver pendant, depicting the waning moon.
Peter had clearly never had a drop of wine in his life. He was giggling in fits and bursts and wobbling a little as he adjusted his blood red outfit and straightened his pointed red hat.
James had drunk more than all the others (but was taking it better than little Peter) and was humming to himself as he checked his reflection in the mirror. He looked splendid, he was the only one who could pull off sliver/ white robes with style and grace, and without looking like a dodgy Christmas elf. He was tall and skinny and the white suited his black hair and dark eyes perfectly. Suddenly he clicked his fingers and tutted, walking to his trunk he pulled out a silver top hat and perched it carefully on his head, then he pulled out a mahogany cane topped with a silver handle depicting a stag. He turned to face his friends, twirled his cane, removed his hat and bowed, looking for all the world like his animal form, his robe even gleamed like the Stag's white coat.
"Ready to go gentlemen?" he asked with a cut glass accent. They all grinned at each other and marched down to the common room. Lily met them at the bottom of the stairs, Both she and James stared at each other for a good few seconds.
"You look.….stunning!" was the unanimous exclamation, while the others rolled their eyes and Remus muttered something about 'mutual appreciation', then James offered his arm.
Remus met Jane outside the portrait hole. She wasn't in a great mood, and told them all how some irresponsible Ravenclaw students had brought alcohol into the common room and how no one had any values any more. Sirius began to fall behind as they approached the great hall. Remus was looking worried again.
" I have to meet my date here" said Sirius, not looking particularly excited about the prospect.
"Oh, but of course!" smirked James, "The mysterious girl, you going to tell us yet? Or are we going to have to beat it out of you?" The smirk grew, "of course we could always tell Jane here about the things you have gotten up to in the Ravenclaw com.."
But the mystery was solved as Sirius's blonde Slytherin friend walked up to the group.
"A Slytherin!?" James exclaimed, not making any effort to disguise his shock.
He shook his head solemnly, "Padfoot, what are you doing?"
But a moment later the mischievous look that was so at home on James Potter's face had returned, he leaned closer to Sirius and whispered, "she does know who won the cup doesn't she? Or are you taking her to show how mature you are for not caring about things like Quidditch matches and House glory?"
Sirius glared silently at him, looking more than a bit embarrassed, but was prevented from saying anything as Kate walked up to him and planted an obvious and possessive kiss on his cheek, just in case anyone was in doubt as to who she was with. She smiled frostily at Remus, Jane, Lilly and Peter and totally ignored James, probably because, as seeker, he had won the Quidditch match against Slytherin that had secured the Quiddich cup and House cup for Gryffindor. Of course, Sirius had just as much to do with the victory, but she seemed to ignore that on the grounds that he was really good looking and, as the Quiddich captain's partner, she would get to dance in front of all the other students when the champions dance came around. James laughed and raised his stick in the air,
"COME ON YOU REDS!!!" he shouted, which didn't amuse Kate. She took Black's arm and began to drag him into the Great Hall.
Sirius chanced a look at Remus, who was being talked at by Jane (she gesticulated an awful lot) and he honestly thought his heart would rip, his friend looked thoroughly miserable.