Hanging By A Moment
A/N: Do you ever get the feeling that what you are about to say will drastically change the life of whoever you're talking to, unless you say exactly the right thing?
Neither do I, but then again, none of my friends are werewolves...as far as I know. Sean, I have my doubts about him, but who's ever heard of a red-headed werewolf? Would he be red even as a wolf? Must look this up...
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon late in May. The Marauders were unusually calm, lounging around a tree by the lake's edge.
Sirius, his arms folded loosely across his chest, was drifting off to sleep, his head resting against the base of the tree. Directly above him was Remus, sitting where the branches started to spread, reading 'The Call of the Wild' by Jack London. James and Peter were on the highest branches over the lake that would support them, dropping sardine-flavored beans for the giant squid.
Remus shut his book with a snap.
"I should just give in." He stated flatly.
James and Peter exchanged a nervous glance. Sirius didn't move, but his left eye twitched.
"What'dya mean Remus?" Peter asked hesitantly.
"I should just give in." He repeated. "It's no use fighting it. There's no cure, and if they haven't figured it out by now, they probably never will, so I should just go swallow a silver ring or something."
Silence settled over them again. Peter and James looked even more nervous; Sirius still laid still, apparently unfazed.
James cleared his throat, but before he could say anything, Sirius spoke up.
"I don't remember getting an invitation to this pity-party. By the way, you'd probably choke to death before you swallowed the ring. Besides," He grinned, his eyes still closed. "I know about twenty girls who'd kill themselves if you killed yourself."
Remus blushed, looked like he was going to explode, and then...laughed.
James and Peter looked down at their friends, confused.
"Only twenty?" Suddenly, Remus leapt down onto Sirius, effectively knocking the wind out of him and making his eyes finally pop open.
"You little bas-" He shoved Remus off him, laughing, then lunged. Within minutes Sirius had Remus pinned on his stomach, one arm twisted behind his back.
"Old buddy," Sirius panted. "A character in a really great musical called 'RENT' once said, 'There is no future, there is no past, I live each moment as my last.' I think you could really relate to the character." He paused. "Well, besides the fact that the character is a nineteen year old crack head stripper named Mimi. Besides that, I think you could really relate, you know?"
"Since when are you so into musical theatre?" Peter asked, hanging from his knees on a branch.
"Since they started putting nineteen year old strippers named Mimi in them." Sirius replied with a grin.
James and Peter looked at each other, then at Remus, who was still pinned under Sirius.
"Bonzaii!"
They jumped down. James joined Remus and Sirius, who were wrestling again, but Peter lost his balance and fell into the lake, which made them all burst out laughing.
A/N: Sirius has got to be smarter than most people give him credit for. He took this obviously touchy, potentially explosive situation, and not only difused it, but figuratively talked Remus off a ledge, and got them all to end up laughing. You rock man.
A/N: Do you ever get the feeling that what you are about to say will drastically change the life of whoever you're talking to, unless you say exactly the right thing?
Neither do I, but then again, none of my friends are werewolves...as far as I know. Sean, I have my doubts about him, but who's ever heard of a red-headed werewolf? Would he be red even as a wolf? Must look this up...
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon late in May. The Marauders were unusually calm, lounging around a tree by the lake's edge.
Sirius, his arms folded loosely across his chest, was drifting off to sleep, his head resting against the base of the tree. Directly above him was Remus, sitting where the branches started to spread, reading 'The Call of the Wild' by Jack London. James and Peter were on the highest branches over the lake that would support them, dropping sardine-flavored beans for the giant squid.
Remus shut his book with a snap.
"I should just give in." He stated flatly.
James and Peter exchanged a nervous glance. Sirius didn't move, but his left eye twitched.
"What'dya mean Remus?" Peter asked hesitantly.
"I should just give in." He repeated. "It's no use fighting it. There's no cure, and if they haven't figured it out by now, they probably never will, so I should just go swallow a silver ring or something."
Silence settled over them again. Peter and James looked even more nervous; Sirius still laid still, apparently unfazed.
James cleared his throat, but before he could say anything, Sirius spoke up.
"I don't remember getting an invitation to this pity-party. By the way, you'd probably choke to death before you swallowed the ring. Besides," He grinned, his eyes still closed. "I know about twenty girls who'd kill themselves if you killed yourself."
Remus blushed, looked like he was going to explode, and then...laughed.
James and Peter looked down at their friends, confused.
"Only twenty?" Suddenly, Remus leapt down onto Sirius, effectively knocking the wind out of him and making his eyes finally pop open.
"You little bas-" He shoved Remus off him, laughing, then lunged. Within minutes Sirius had Remus pinned on his stomach, one arm twisted behind his back.
"Old buddy," Sirius panted. "A character in a really great musical called 'RENT' once said, 'There is no future, there is no past, I live each moment as my last.' I think you could really relate to the character." He paused. "Well, besides the fact that the character is a nineteen year old crack head stripper named Mimi. Besides that, I think you could really relate, you know?"
"Since when are you so into musical theatre?" Peter asked, hanging from his knees on a branch.
"Since they started putting nineteen year old strippers named Mimi in them." Sirius replied with a grin.
James and Peter looked at each other, then at Remus, who was still pinned under Sirius.
"Bonzaii!"
They jumped down. James joined Remus and Sirius, who were wrestling again, but Peter lost his balance and fell into the lake, which made them all burst out laughing.
A/N: Sirius has got to be smarter than most people give him credit for. He took this obviously touchy, potentially explosive situation, and not only difused it, but figuratively talked Remus off a ledge, and got them all to end up laughing. You rock man.