Just Friends
chapter two:
by Mad Amecom (Emilys Remedy)
"Right. Friends." Sirius mumbled to himself grimly.
"What was that, Sirius?" Remus turned around and looked at him. Sirius merely shook his head and looked out the only window in their dorm. His black hair looked a breath-taking navy blue in the shimmering moonlight and his dark eyes looked full of depth and wonder. But as he let out a long sigh he turned and glimpsed a blushing Remus staring at him, mouth slightly parted.
"Remy? Why you starin' at me like that?" Sirius questioned him. Remus quickly snapped out of it and averted his honey eyes to the floor.
"I was staring? I'm sorry, I was, um, I was..." He started blushing more furiously as he stumbled for an excuse.
'Does Remus fancy me? That look... I know what that look was...' Sirius thought to himself. His eyes widened momentarily and but he quickly blinked the thought out. 'I must be crazy. Remus can't fancy me. He's not gay.' Coming back to reality, he realized that Remus must have quickly said goodnight to everyone and shut the drapings around his bed before Sirius could question him further. He turned to James, "Did you see that?"
"See what?" James yawned, whilst placing his glasses on his nightstand.
"The way Remus looked at me, James! You didn't see it?! It was like he was.. fascinated with me or something!" Sirius whispered loudly to James. At that moment Peter jumped on Sirius.
"Shut it, Sir! Some of us are trying to sleep!" he yelled.
"Did you see it, Peter? The way Rem looked at me?" Sirius questioned him as he grabbed his collar.
"What the heck are you talking about, you loony! Do you think Remus is found of you?"
"Well... I was just..."
"'Cause that's just plain nasty! Ugh... guys liking other guys... what a crap load of sickos they are. Remus isn't like that. Now I'm going to sleep whether you crack-heads wanna keep talking about homos or not."
"Jeez, good night to you, too." James said, obviously annoyed at Peter's quiet outburst. "Anyways, Sirius, did he really look at you like that?"
"Yea..."
"Maybe you should ask him about it." Sirius frown at James notion, but James just laid his head on his pillow, "Whatever you wanna do, buddy. Goodnight."
"Yea, goodnight, James."
But Sirius didn't sleep. He sat on his bed, curtains closed, thinking. No one knew, but Sirius had a crush on Remus. He had since last year during Christmas vacation, when they all found out Rem's father had lung cancer. Sirius had found him sitting in the common room, staring blankly into the fireplace, white as chalk dust, while the Christmas feast was going on. "Remus? Are you... going to be alright?" Sirius had asked him. Remus merely tipped his head towards Sirius and he smiled. He said nothing, but smiled. Tears started to stream down his face and Sirius pulled the sobbing youth close. Neither of them said nothing, they both just stood there crying silently, while they embraced each other.
Nothing was ever mentioned of that day, but Remus was able to recover from the shocking news of his father with the help of his friend Sirius.
"Friend." Sirius spat. He had never loathed such a word in his life. Don't get him wrong, Sirius was the happiest man in the world with Remus as his best friend. But it made him depressed when he was titled Remus's friend. Because that is all they would ever be. Friends. Nothing more than that. And that is something that Sirius couldn't have. He longed to touch those pale, soft lips and embrace them with his own. He longed to caress the small boy's bare back while they lay together in each other's arms. He longed to taste his salty, smooth skin. But most of all, Sirius wanted Remus's love and devotion in return. He knew he'd never be truly happy without a mutual relationship. Sirius let a heavy sigh into his pillow as his heart sank at these thoughts. He pulled his bed curtains open slowly and spied around the room. Peter was snoring , James was muttering something about hexed quill feathers, and there lied Remus. Drawing in slow, deep breathes, as Sirius could hear. He tiptoed over to Remus's closed curtains and slowly parted them. He almost gasped out loud at the sleeping lad's elegant beauty. His sheet covered chest slowly rose up and down in a definite rhythm, reassuring Sirius he was in a deep sleep. 'He'll never know,' he thought to himself, 'I'll be the only one...' He sat on Remus's bed and moved his head lower towards the pale, soft lips that he had always dreamt about... Sirius stared into Remus's face, only inches away when Remus's eyes parted ever-so-slightly. Sirius froze and his eyes widened, 'SHIT!!!' he screamed mentally. Remus merely yawned.
"Sirius... hah hah." And the half asleep boy slid his arms around the panicking Sirius and pulled him close. "Back to sleep..." Remus yawned and fell back into a deep slumber. And they lied Sirius in Remus's arms. Then he really started mentally panicking. How would James and Peter take it when they found, wait, how would REMUS take it when he found Sirius asleep in his arms. He calmed a bit and began to realized exactly where he was. He was exactly where he's wanted to be since last Christmas. He thought about it for a moment and pulled one arm from Remus's embrace and closed the curtains.
'Just for tonight.'
((woohoo! i love remus and sirius, don't you? well i'll just assume you do since you're reading this. haha. sorry the first chapter was so short. i wasn't really thinking whilst writing it. thanks Gremlin Raven for reminding me about the slash thing. i'm working as often as i can on this, and appreciate you time. much love))
"Right. Friends." Sirius mumbled to himself grimly.
"What was that, Sirius?" Remus turned around and looked at him. Sirius merely shook his head and looked out the only window in their dorm. His black hair looked a breath-taking navy blue in the shimmering moonlight and his dark eyes looked full of depth and wonder. But as he let out a long sigh he turned and glimpsed a blushing Remus staring at him, mouth slightly parted.
"Remy? Why you starin' at me like that?" Sirius questioned him. Remus quickly snapped out of it and averted his honey eyes to the floor.
"I was staring? I'm sorry, I was, um, I was..." He started blushing more furiously as he stumbled for an excuse.
'Does Remus fancy me? That look... I know what that look was...' Sirius thought to himself. His eyes widened momentarily and but he quickly blinked the thought out. 'I must be crazy. Remus can't fancy me. He's not gay.' Coming back to reality, he realized that Remus must have quickly said goodnight to everyone and shut the drapings around his bed before Sirius could question him further. He turned to James, "Did you see that?"
"See what?" James yawned, whilst placing his glasses on his nightstand.
"The way Remus looked at me, James! You didn't see it?! It was like he was.. fascinated with me or something!" Sirius whispered loudly to James. At that moment Peter jumped on Sirius.
"Shut it, Sir! Some of us are trying to sleep!" he yelled.
"Did you see it, Peter? The way Rem looked at me?" Sirius questioned him as he grabbed his collar.
"What the heck are you talking about, you loony! Do you think Remus is found of you?"
"Well... I was just..."
"'Cause that's just plain nasty! Ugh... guys liking other guys... what a crap load of sickos they are. Remus isn't like that. Now I'm going to sleep whether you crack-heads wanna keep talking about homos or not."
"Jeez, good night to you, too." James said, obviously annoyed at Peter's quiet outburst. "Anyways, Sirius, did he really look at you like that?"
"Yea..."
"Maybe you should ask him about it." Sirius frown at James notion, but James just laid his head on his pillow, "Whatever you wanna do, buddy. Goodnight."
"Yea, goodnight, James."
But Sirius didn't sleep. He sat on his bed, curtains closed, thinking. No one knew, but Sirius had a crush on Remus. He had since last year during Christmas vacation, when they all found out Rem's father had lung cancer. Sirius had found him sitting in the common room, staring blankly into the fireplace, white as chalk dust, while the Christmas feast was going on. "Remus? Are you... going to be alright?" Sirius had asked him. Remus merely tipped his head towards Sirius and he smiled. He said nothing, but smiled. Tears started to stream down his face and Sirius pulled the sobbing youth close. Neither of them said nothing, they both just stood there crying silently, while they embraced each other.
Nothing was ever mentioned of that day, but Remus was able to recover from the shocking news of his father with the help of his friend Sirius.
"Friend." Sirius spat. He had never loathed such a word in his life. Don't get him wrong, Sirius was the happiest man in the world with Remus as his best friend. But it made him depressed when he was titled Remus's friend. Because that is all they would ever be. Friends. Nothing more than that. And that is something that Sirius couldn't have. He longed to touch those pale, soft lips and embrace them with his own. He longed to caress the small boy's bare back while they lay together in each other's arms. He longed to taste his salty, smooth skin. But most of all, Sirius wanted Remus's love and devotion in return. He knew he'd never be truly happy without a mutual relationship. Sirius let a heavy sigh into his pillow as his heart sank at these thoughts. He pulled his bed curtains open slowly and spied around the room. Peter was snoring , James was muttering something about hexed quill feathers, and there lied Remus. Drawing in slow, deep breathes, as Sirius could hear. He tiptoed over to Remus's closed curtains and slowly parted them. He almost gasped out loud at the sleeping lad's elegant beauty. His sheet covered chest slowly rose up and down in a definite rhythm, reassuring Sirius he was in a deep sleep. 'He'll never know,' he thought to himself, 'I'll be the only one...' He sat on Remus's bed and moved his head lower towards the pale, soft lips that he had always dreamt about... Sirius stared into Remus's face, only inches away when Remus's eyes parted ever-so-slightly. Sirius froze and his eyes widened, 'SHIT!!!' he screamed mentally. Remus merely yawned.
"Sirius... hah hah." And the half asleep boy slid his arms around the panicking Sirius and pulled him close. "Back to sleep..." Remus yawned and fell back into a deep slumber. And they lied Sirius in Remus's arms. Then he really started mentally panicking. How would James and Peter take it when they found, wait, how would REMUS take it when he found Sirius asleep in his arms. He calmed a bit and began to realized exactly where he was. He was exactly where he's wanted to be since last Christmas. He thought about it for a moment and pulled one arm from Remus's embrace and closed the curtains.
'Just for tonight.'
((woohoo! i love remus and sirius, don't you? well i'll just assume you do since you're reading this. haha. sorry the first chapter was so short. i wasn't really thinking whilst writing it. thanks Gremlin Raven for reminding me about the slash thing. i'm working as often as i can on this, and appreciate you time. much love))