Author's notes- why do I want Sam so badly? Is it because he's a cute drunk
with self image problems? Does anyone know why I go for the relationships
that burn me? Does anyone reading this care?
Dedication- to he whom I really shouldn't want so badly.
Warning- Slash.
Disclaimer- nothing is mine. Not Shelly nor Yeats nor J.K.R.
Warning- R for swearing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The four boys were silently eating breakfast the next morning. None of them were morning people and so conversation was never a precedent at breakfast. Nor today, it seemed, was eating a priority. They picked at food and scowled at the daylight pouring in through the windows. Sirius seemed in a foul mood more so than the others. He shot James a look but James never glanced up to meet his eye. Instead he kept his eyes fixed on the toast he wasn't eating. The sick feeling was stuck at the bottom of Sirius' stomach. What if all James' words were just that: words. Little did he consume as he allowed his inner demons to eat his flesh away.
Trying Remus desperately to break the awkward silence said, "Full moon tonight boys."
"Fancy that." Muttered Sirius noncommittally. "I have divination first I should probably get going, it's a long way to the north tower." He added slowly.
Just then a very annoying voice behind him laughed a soft, fake laugh. "Why do you four look so glum?" asked Lily Evans. "You look like someone killed your cat!"
"Binkdine died last night." Said Sirius, never one to miss an opportunity.
"I'm so sorry!" said Lily feeling instantly guilty for her brash comments when Sirius' cat had actually died.
"He's joking, Lily, what do you want?" asked James slowly.
Lily looked around conscious of the audience but knowing damn well she wouldn't James alone she said, "Yesterday, I was rash. . . I was just a little stunned. Maybe sometime we could go out?" she asked tentatively.
"No," said James and then he lengthened the answer. "A marauder waits for no man, or woman, you missed your chance, I've moved on to pastures greener. Sorry, Lil, but I mean you didn't think I would moon around going 'oh why doesn't Lily luve me?' for days on end like a cat that just won't die, did you?" he said quote in broad Scottish brogue as he often did while impersonating quotes. "You're a very nice girl, and I like you, as a friend. Now if that's all Sirius and I were about to go to class?"
"Yeah, that's all." Said Lily shocked at the borage of words.
"Good, well if you'll excuse us. I hope there are no hard feelings?" she shook her head still dazed, "Good. Bye, guys." He said as he practically picked Sirius up from the table. He marched his ward out of the Great Hall quickly. Upon getting outside he found the loose board behind which was a secret room "Revelo." He said touching it with his wand. He pulled Sirius in behind him and threw him up against the wall as it rematerialized behind them.
Sirius touched James' face softly. "Are you ok?" he asked softly.
"Just shut up for a second?" begged James. "Ok?" Sirius just nodded and stopped suddenly as James Kissed him passionately. James stopped only when he realized that Sirius did in fact at some point need to breathe. He himself however was beyond that simple, human need, for he felt like a god. He rested his forehead against Sirius'. "I love you. Ok?" he asked the question as though to check with Sirius if that was acceptable. "I love you." He repeated when Sirius just smiled faintly. He looked slowly into Sirius' eyes. He smiled and whispered, "Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet. But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
"Yeats?" asked Sirius with a smirk, "I've fallen for a man who quotes Yeats? Oh Merlin kill me now. Something has gone terribly wrong in the world. It's a really case of: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings. Look unto my works ye mighty and despair!.
"Now You're quote Shelly!" said James with a laugh and an exaggerated eye roll.
"Well I couldn't let you think you're the only literate one in this relationship."
"Relationship?" questioned James with hope in his eyes, he had never hoped for Sirius to be so forgiving of yesterday: like water from a duck's back.
"Relationship." Confirmed Sirius. He sighed, "fuck, we need to get to class."
Dedication- to he whom I really shouldn't want so badly.
Warning- Slash.
Disclaimer- nothing is mine. Not Shelly nor Yeats nor J.K.R.
Warning- R for swearing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The four boys were silently eating breakfast the next morning. None of them were morning people and so conversation was never a precedent at breakfast. Nor today, it seemed, was eating a priority. They picked at food and scowled at the daylight pouring in through the windows. Sirius seemed in a foul mood more so than the others. He shot James a look but James never glanced up to meet his eye. Instead he kept his eyes fixed on the toast he wasn't eating. The sick feeling was stuck at the bottom of Sirius' stomach. What if all James' words were just that: words. Little did he consume as he allowed his inner demons to eat his flesh away.
Trying Remus desperately to break the awkward silence said, "Full moon tonight boys."
"Fancy that." Muttered Sirius noncommittally. "I have divination first I should probably get going, it's a long way to the north tower." He added slowly.
Just then a very annoying voice behind him laughed a soft, fake laugh. "Why do you four look so glum?" asked Lily Evans. "You look like someone killed your cat!"
"Binkdine died last night." Said Sirius, never one to miss an opportunity.
"I'm so sorry!" said Lily feeling instantly guilty for her brash comments when Sirius' cat had actually died.
"He's joking, Lily, what do you want?" asked James slowly.
Lily looked around conscious of the audience but knowing damn well she wouldn't James alone she said, "Yesterday, I was rash. . . I was just a little stunned. Maybe sometime we could go out?" she asked tentatively.
"No," said James and then he lengthened the answer. "A marauder waits for no man, or woman, you missed your chance, I've moved on to pastures greener. Sorry, Lil, but I mean you didn't think I would moon around going 'oh why doesn't Lily luve me?' for days on end like a cat that just won't die, did you?" he said quote in broad Scottish brogue as he often did while impersonating quotes. "You're a very nice girl, and I like you, as a friend. Now if that's all Sirius and I were about to go to class?"
"Yeah, that's all." Said Lily shocked at the borage of words.
"Good, well if you'll excuse us. I hope there are no hard feelings?" she shook her head still dazed, "Good. Bye, guys." He said as he practically picked Sirius up from the table. He marched his ward out of the Great Hall quickly. Upon getting outside he found the loose board behind which was a secret room "Revelo." He said touching it with his wand. He pulled Sirius in behind him and threw him up against the wall as it rematerialized behind them.
Sirius touched James' face softly. "Are you ok?" he asked softly.
"Just shut up for a second?" begged James. "Ok?" Sirius just nodded and stopped suddenly as James Kissed him passionately. James stopped only when he realized that Sirius did in fact at some point need to breathe. He himself however was beyond that simple, human need, for he felt like a god. He rested his forehead against Sirius'. "I love you. Ok?" he asked the question as though to check with Sirius if that was acceptable. "I love you." He repeated when Sirius just smiled faintly. He looked slowly into Sirius' eyes. He smiled and whispered, "Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet. But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
"Yeats?" asked Sirius with a smirk, "I've fallen for a man who quotes Yeats? Oh Merlin kill me now. Something has gone terribly wrong in the world. It's a really case of: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings. Look unto my works ye mighty and despair!.
"Now You're quote Shelly!" said James with a laugh and an exaggerated eye roll.
"Well I couldn't let you think you're the only literate one in this relationship."
"Relationship?" questioned James with hope in his eyes, he had never hoped for Sirius to be so forgiving of yesterday: like water from a duck's back.
"Relationship." Confirmed Sirius. He sighed, "fuck, we need to get to class."