AN- Ok! And it continues! Maybe this is a story I can keep going...review PLEASE!!! I heart reviews. This is also the first story I've written from Sirius's POV...which is odd because I'm rather alot like the way I portray him. rofl. Yeah well...R&R!
Disclaimer- not mine. Rowling's property. I only wish...
Sirius sighed. So that was how all this confusion began. He knew James was watching him, he felt his eyes in the back of his head. But now, Sirius didn't rightly care. All he really thought about was Remus. How utterly stupid it was of him to fall in love with his best friend, who would never in a million years like him, because he, of course, was NORMAL, and did NOT 'swing that way'. Sirius sighed and stood up from the lunch table with a quick explanation of "I'm going to the library" and walked out. Being there was just driving him crazier.
~*~
"James, what's the matter with him?" Remus asked after Sirius left. "He's not acting himself."
James just sighed. "I don't rightly know. He fancies someone, but I don't know who, I think that's what's got him depressed."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "You mean, the great, nosy, James Potter, didn't pry into Sirius's business?" He asked in shock.
"Oh come on! I'm not that bad." James had said, but he grinned, he knew he was 'that bad'. "But anyways, I'd pried enough already finding out he even fancied someone, I actually, got him to REALIZE he fancied someone…not intentionally, but I did."
"How did you manage THAT?" Remus asked, curious, almost daring to hope.
"I asked him which way he swings in a game of truth or truth." James stated slowly. "He go confused and couldn't figure it out, eventually deciding on both." James smirked. "Moony, I think our dear friend Sirius is a pouf."
"Really now?" Remus raised an eyebrow once again and smiled. Indeed, if Sirius could swing that way, Remus had a chance. "But that hardly explains why he's in the library."
James laughed, "Well, as to that, I haven't the foggiest."
~*~
"Where is it?" Sirius muttered as he shifted through to books on the back right hand shelf of the library. It was labeled 'Magical Beasts', which of course meant it contained a large selection of books on werewolves. Just what he needed. One book in particular.
"Aha! He breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a book entitled 'The Man Behind the Wolf- A book about Werewolves for those who love them." He sat down at the nearest table and began to read.
~*~
During Defense Against the Dark Arts that day, Sirius had a major problem in finding a way to deal with his newfound emotions for Remus. He sighed as he sat down, trying to find a way to keep his affections unnoticed. Remus would never like him. Remus was perfectly straight as far as Sirius could tell, and there was no use in destroying their friendship on a very small chance. Consequently, Sirius was at odds with himself.
The easiest thing for him to do would to be avoiding Remus, but that could be worse than being to close, which he was in serious danger of. Having realized his dilemma, Sirius now wanted to spend every waking second in Remus's presence, but that was sure to be noticed. A definite. So the only thing for it was to act 'normal'. But what was normal? When it had BEEN normal, normal had been so simple. Yet now…what was too close? What was too far? Where is the happy medium? All these problems now had to be faced by a fifteen-year-old Sirius Black. Not a very good one for thinking about THAT many things at once, in addition to schoolwork. And Hogwarts had now given him the largest obstacle he had yet faced in his life. Constant contact with the boy he secretly desired.
Sirius was the first to arrive in class; he sat down in his usual seat and waited for his friends to arrive from lunch. They soon did, of course. Remus sat down right next to him.
'Oh the torment.' He thought to himself, halfway wishing James had sat there instead.
"Hey Moony!" He said cheerfully. 'Must act normal…must act normal…' he thought.
"Hello Sirius." Remus smiled as he sat his bag down. "Missed you at lunch today." HE continued to smile as he pulled out his book and a quill.
'My GOD is he cute.' Sirius tried to suppress the thought, but that just usually doesn't work, especially when he was sitting this close to him. "Well, I wanted to err…look up an ingredient for potions next period, I wasn't quite certain…" Sirius stumbled.
"You could have just asked." Remus replied with a grin. "And since when are you worried about potions?"
"Well, I err, wanted to do it myself…for once. And since I didn't want detention tonight with…you know." Sirius blushed a bit, but hoped it went unnoticed. Unfortunately, James DID notice, and grinned broadly.
Remus grinned. "Thanks."
James smiled as he noticed a slight blush on Remus's cheeks as well. 'This could get interesting…' he mused as class began.
~*~
"See ya soon Moony!" Sirius called as Remus left the dorm on his way to the shack. Sirius smiled slightly and flopped back on his bed.
"Sirius, can I talk to you for a minute?" James asked, moving to sit next to him.
"Sure Prongs, what about?" Sirius was completely relaxed, resting against his elbow on the pillow behind him.
"It's Remus isn't it?"
Suddenly Sirius was anything but relaxed. "How…how'd you figure that out?" he stuttered, completely taken aback. "I mean, I expected you to sooner or later, but dangit Prongs! Not THAT fast! I'm still getting used to the whole idea!" Sirius said heatedly, wringing his hands.
James laughed. "Relax Padfoot, I've no problems with it, and I doubt he will either. That is of course, if you decide to tell him."
"Not yet." Sirius replied, his head no hidden beneath his pillow.
"Whenever you're ready then." James said standing up and walking towards the bathroom. "We need to get going soon."
"A'ight." Sirius replied, still under the pillow. He finally came out when James had exited the room. "And I'm supposed to be a Gryffindor." He muttered under his breath, standing up and heading down to the Commons to meet the others before they made their way to the shack for another night of marauding.
Disclaimer- not mine. Rowling's property. I only wish...
Sirius sighed. So that was how all this confusion began. He knew James was watching him, he felt his eyes in the back of his head. But now, Sirius didn't rightly care. All he really thought about was Remus. How utterly stupid it was of him to fall in love with his best friend, who would never in a million years like him, because he, of course, was NORMAL, and did NOT 'swing that way'. Sirius sighed and stood up from the lunch table with a quick explanation of "I'm going to the library" and walked out. Being there was just driving him crazier.
~*~
"James, what's the matter with him?" Remus asked after Sirius left. "He's not acting himself."
James just sighed. "I don't rightly know. He fancies someone, but I don't know who, I think that's what's got him depressed."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "You mean, the great, nosy, James Potter, didn't pry into Sirius's business?" He asked in shock.
"Oh come on! I'm not that bad." James had said, but he grinned, he knew he was 'that bad'. "But anyways, I'd pried enough already finding out he even fancied someone, I actually, got him to REALIZE he fancied someone…not intentionally, but I did."
"How did you manage THAT?" Remus asked, curious, almost daring to hope.
"I asked him which way he swings in a game of truth or truth." James stated slowly. "He go confused and couldn't figure it out, eventually deciding on both." James smirked. "Moony, I think our dear friend Sirius is a pouf."
"Really now?" Remus raised an eyebrow once again and smiled. Indeed, if Sirius could swing that way, Remus had a chance. "But that hardly explains why he's in the library."
James laughed, "Well, as to that, I haven't the foggiest."
~*~
"Where is it?" Sirius muttered as he shifted through to books on the back right hand shelf of the library. It was labeled 'Magical Beasts', which of course meant it contained a large selection of books on werewolves. Just what he needed. One book in particular.
"Aha! He breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a book entitled 'The Man Behind the Wolf- A book about Werewolves for those who love them." He sat down at the nearest table and began to read.
~*~
During Defense Against the Dark Arts that day, Sirius had a major problem in finding a way to deal with his newfound emotions for Remus. He sighed as he sat down, trying to find a way to keep his affections unnoticed. Remus would never like him. Remus was perfectly straight as far as Sirius could tell, and there was no use in destroying their friendship on a very small chance. Consequently, Sirius was at odds with himself.
The easiest thing for him to do would to be avoiding Remus, but that could be worse than being to close, which he was in serious danger of. Having realized his dilemma, Sirius now wanted to spend every waking second in Remus's presence, but that was sure to be noticed. A definite. So the only thing for it was to act 'normal'. But what was normal? When it had BEEN normal, normal had been so simple. Yet now…what was too close? What was too far? Where is the happy medium? All these problems now had to be faced by a fifteen-year-old Sirius Black. Not a very good one for thinking about THAT many things at once, in addition to schoolwork. And Hogwarts had now given him the largest obstacle he had yet faced in his life. Constant contact with the boy he secretly desired.
Sirius was the first to arrive in class; he sat down in his usual seat and waited for his friends to arrive from lunch. They soon did, of course. Remus sat down right next to him.
'Oh the torment.' He thought to himself, halfway wishing James had sat there instead.
"Hey Moony!" He said cheerfully. 'Must act normal…must act normal…' he thought.
"Hello Sirius." Remus smiled as he sat his bag down. "Missed you at lunch today." HE continued to smile as he pulled out his book and a quill.
'My GOD is he cute.' Sirius tried to suppress the thought, but that just usually doesn't work, especially when he was sitting this close to him. "Well, I wanted to err…look up an ingredient for potions next period, I wasn't quite certain…" Sirius stumbled.
"You could have just asked." Remus replied with a grin. "And since when are you worried about potions?"
"Well, I err, wanted to do it myself…for once. And since I didn't want detention tonight with…you know." Sirius blushed a bit, but hoped it went unnoticed. Unfortunately, James DID notice, and grinned broadly.
Remus grinned. "Thanks."
James smiled as he noticed a slight blush on Remus's cheeks as well. 'This could get interesting…' he mused as class began.
~*~
"See ya soon Moony!" Sirius called as Remus left the dorm on his way to the shack. Sirius smiled slightly and flopped back on his bed.
"Sirius, can I talk to you for a minute?" James asked, moving to sit next to him.
"Sure Prongs, what about?" Sirius was completely relaxed, resting against his elbow on the pillow behind him.
"It's Remus isn't it?"
Suddenly Sirius was anything but relaxed. "How…how'd you figure that out?" he stuttered, completely taken aback. "I mean, I expected you to sooner or later, but dangit Prongs! Not THAT fast! I'm still getting used to the whole idea!" Sirius said heatedly, wringing his hands.
James laughed. "Relax Padfoot, I've no problems with it, and I doubt he will either. That is of course, if you decide to tell him."
"Not yet." Sirius replied, his head no hidden beneath his pillow.
"Whenever you're ready then." James said standing up and walking towards the bathroom. "We need to get going soon."
"A'ight." Sirius replied, still under the pillow. He finally came out when James had exited the room. "And I'm supposed to be a Gryffindor." He muttered under his breath, standing up and heading down to the Commons to meet the others before they made their way to the shack for another night of marauding.