Alright, I decided to give Sirius a break and tried to write something
funny. Tell me if you don't think it is.
And a BIG THANKS to all you reviewers!!!
kat: Yes, he really does. I hope I didn't overdo it with my Sirius-torture. Thank you for reviewing, I'm happy, that you are still reading this, it feels good to have a loyal reviewer!!! Thanks!
dani: I'm really happy to know, that I'm not the only one, who's that mean to him! ( Thanks for reviewing!
mette: Thank you. Yeah, as I said, I didn't know, too.
karno-L: Yes, poor Sirius. * sigh * Thanks!
Hpfan1928: Thank you, yes I'll try. And no, this won't be slash, I've grown very fond of the idea of Siri and Remy being very close friends. (Sorry!)
Sylvia: Oh, you think so? It was damn hard to write, but I'm happy you liked it! Thanks for reviewing!
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Morning
The next morning Remus awoke with something heavy pressing down on his chest. Opening his eyes he realised he was still sitting against the headboard, a sleeping Sirius snuggled up to him, snoring quietly. He smiled at the sight.
Bright sunlight was flooding the room. Wondering how long he'd been sleeping he shifted Sirius gently on the bed and got up. He craned his neck, wincing when it cracked loudly. The snowing had stopped and the white ground was reflecting the sunlight. Everything was quiet and he started to put on some fresh clothes, still gazing out of the window. Maybe he should owl Dumbledore in case something had happened. A low moan startled him out of his thoughts. He turned around and went over to the bed.
Sirius stirred slightly and the grey eyes fluttered open. Remus leaned over him and felt his forehead. The fever had gone down over the night. He peered into his friends eyes. "I'll be right back Padfoot, ok?", he said and gently pushed the damp bangs out of his face. He made his way to the bathroom to get fresh water and some tea from the kitchen.
He felt something lying on top of him. It was warm. Too warm in fact, it was rather hot. The sweat made the sheets stick to his body uncomfortably. His head hurt, but at least the pain in his leg had lessened. He tried to move out of the cocoon he was trapped in and let out a groan when his aching muscles screamed their protest. Opening his eyes he saw the blurry face of Remus looming over him. A cool hand settled on his forehead.
"I'll be right back Padfoot, ok?". Remus' voice was gentle and he tried to nod. He stopped immediately when the blood started to pound through his head violently again, making him feel as if a hippogriff was galloping around in it. The hand left him and the nice cool with it. Closing his eyes he sank deeper in the pillow, trying to get rid of the headache.
Soon he heard light steps approaching, figuring that Remus was back. The soothing voice was back, too, but he couldn't make out the words. A wet cloth was placed on his forehead and a few water drops ran down his cheeks and nose.
Sirius enjoyed the sensation but gave a startled gasp as the clammy sheets were peeled of his body and morning chill attacked his skin. "Sorry Pads, I didn't mean to startle you." Sirius cracked his eyes open again, peering up at Remus. His vision was clearer now and he could see his friend grin. "But I thought you could use sponge bath."
Remus held up another washcloth and his grin widened. He carefully placed the cloth on Sirius' thin chest and started to clean his arms, face, neck and torso. The Animagus groaned again and tried to push the offending, cold garment away. "Hmnn...Moony sdop id. This' cold." His tongue was still just moving sluggish.
Though he understood Sirius' words perfectly Remus ignored him and went on to rub the tender skin gently. The other man chuckled. Remus' grin went from wide to evil. Still touching his skin only lightly the werewolf moved the washcloth up and down Sirius' sides. The chuckle became a giggle and the dark-haired wizard squirmed away and rolled over. Remus tried to keep a straight face and turned him on his back again.
"Hold still.", he huffed, managing to sound serious. He started to wash his friend again, not so gently this time. Sirius clamped his arms to his sides and tried to curl his legs up to his belly, but Remus was quicker. He sat down on Sirius' tights, washcloth still in his hand, water dripping down on Sirius' stomach. With a huge effort the Animagus propped himself up on his forearms.
"I thought I told you to hold still.", Remus said, now chuckling himself. "Moony please! Ged off o' me, ya know 'm ticklish!" The werewolf raised an eyebrow. "Oh, do I?", he asked innocently and started to "wash" him under the arms again, forcing Sirius to collapse back onto the bed, now laughing loudly.
The "victim" fought against the hands torturing him but gave up soon, screaming with laughter. Remus was giggling as well, tickling the defenceless wizard, who was squirming on the mattress and laughing madly. "Moooooooonyyyyyyyy!! Stop it, stop it, pleeeeeeeease!!!"
Eventually Remus grew tired of the game and decided to have mercy on his friend and got off of him. Both were panting and grinning. "Madam Pomfrey's going to kill me. She said you should rest. ", Remus gasped and pushed Sirius back on the bed to emphasize his point. The Animagus led himself flop down on the mattress, grin still plastered on his face. "Was worth a good laugh.", he smiled, willing his breath to calm down. At least he managed to speak clearly now. "Hm, as long as it's me, you mean? On the other side, maybe I should go on to keep you happy.", Remus thought loud and held up the washcloth threateningly.
Sirius eyes widened. "No, please Moony. You can't do that, I'm completely helpless!" He pointed at his bandaged leg and looked at him with puppy dog eyes. Remus expression grew serious. "Yes, we should have a look at that.", he nodded and sat down on the end of the bed. He reached out, but Sirius edged away from his hand. Again he looked up at his friend questioningly. "No tickling?", the dark-haired man asked suspicious. The smile crept back and Remus shook his head. "No tickling, promise." Satisfied Sirius relaxed and let him peel the bandages off.
Remus knew that Sirius was ticklish. He also knew that the wet washcloth would feel awfully uncomfortable on his hot skin. And he knew that Sirius wouldn't be able to defend himself. Of course he couldn't resist.
He put the water bowl on the nightstand and placed a wet cloth on his friends burning forehead. Pulling the blankets off Sirius he noticed that the sheets were damp with sweat. The morning chill, that now penetrated his hot skin, made Sirius jump a little. "Sorry Pads, I didn't mean to startle you." His friend opened his eyes and peered up at him sleepily, seemingly not interested much. "But I thought you could use a sponge bath."
He showed him the washcloth and grinned. When he brought it down and still got no reaction he started to wipe it all over his arms, trunk and face. A groan. "Hmnn...sdop id, this' cold.", the Animagus slurred. Ah, not so uninterested now, are we?, he thought, but didn't react to the request otherwise. This was going to be fun.
Sirius chuckled slightly, obviously still determined not to give in. When the werewolf started to rub his sides he began to giggle and turned away. This won't help you, Remus thought and rolled him over again. "Hold still.", he said, trying hard not to let the grin sound in his voice. He attacked Sirius under the armpits, making it clear, that he wasn't attempting to clean his friend anymore. The other man started to curl up, but he was quicker.
Sitting on his tights he prevented him from moving away. Sirius propped himself up on his forearms and it seemed he was thinking of a way to get the mischievous werewolf off his legs. Remus enjoyed his position. "I thought I told you to hold still.", he remarked. "Moony please! Ged off o' me, ya know 'm ticklish!" Sirius Black, lying beneath him and begging for his mercy. That was too good.
"Oh, do I?", he asked, grinning down at him innocently. Before Sirius could do anything else, he was tackled again, the laugh now breaking free. It didn't take long to win the little fight his friend put up and Remus tickled him merciless. He also enjoyed hearing his fellow marauder laughing. This was doing good to him as well as it did to Remus.
"Moooooooonyyyyyyyy! Stop it, stop it, pleeeeeeeease!!!" The Animagus trashed out, going off into violent fits of laughter. After some time Remus grew tired of the onesided game and let go off his friend. Trying to catch his breath he gasped: "Madam Pomfrey's going to kill me. She said you should rest." He pushed Sirius down, who was still grinning and said: "Was worth a goo' laugh." Remus raised a brow at him. "As long as it's me, you mean? On the other side, maybe I should go on to keep you happy? He waved the washcloth at him.
The threat worked, making Sirius shrink away. "No, please Moony. You can't do that, I'm completely helpless!", he whimpered, pointing at his leg. Yeah, right. That wasn't funny anymore, he thought, the grin vanishing from his face. "Yes, we should have a look at that." Sitting down on the bed he reached over to Sirius' leg, but he shrank away further.
Frowning he glanced at his friend questioningly. "No tickling?" As he realised, that his friend was asking earnestly, he had to smile. "No tickling, promised." Waiting for Sirius to relax he started to take the bandages off carefully.
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A/N: And here goes chapter 7! I really hope you liked it. I think I need to think up a good plot, so you can read a real story, not just some randomly ordered thoughts without any connection! Tell me what you liked, didn't like, hated, ect. I'm really trying to improve!
And as always please review!!!
And a BIG THANKS to all you reviewers!!!
kat: Yes, he really does. I hope I didn't overdo it with my Sirius-torture. Thank you for reviewing, I'm happy, that you are still reading this, it feels good to have a loyal reviewer!!! Thanks!
dani: I'm really happy to know, that I'm not the only one, who's that mean to him! ( Thanks for reviewing!
mette: Thank you. Yeah, as I said, I didn't know, too.
karno-L: Yes, poor Sirius. * sigh * Thanks!
Hpfan1928: Thank you, yes I'll try. And no, this won't be slash, I've grown very fond of the idea of Siri and Remy being very close friends. (Sorry!)
Sylvia: Oh, you think so? It was damn hard to write, but I'm happy you liked it! Thanks for reviewing!
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Morning
The next morning Remus awoke with something heavy pressing down on his chest. Opening his eyes he realised he was still sitting against the headboard, a sleeping Sirius snuggled up to him, snoring quietly. He smiled at the sight.
Bright sunlight was flooding the room. Wondering how long he'd been sleeping he shifted Sirius gently on the bed and got up. He craned his neck, wincing when it cracked loudly. The snowing had stopped and the white ground was reflecting the sunlight. Everything was quiet and he started to put on some fresh clothes, still gazing out of the window. Maybe he should owl Dumbledore in case something had happened. A low moan startled him out of his thoughts. He turned around and went over to the bed.
Sirius stirred slightly and the grey eyes fluttered open. Remus leaned over him and felt his forehead. The fever had gone down over the night. He peered into his friends eyes. "I'll be right back Padfoot, ok?", he said and gently pushed the damp bangs out of his face. He made his way to the bathroom to get fresh water and some tea from the kitchen.
He felt something lying on top of him. It was warm. Too warm in fact, it was rather hot. The sweat made the sheets stick to his body uncomfortably. His head hurt, but at least the pain in his leg had lessened. He tried to move out of the cocoon he was trapped in and let out a groan when his aching muscles screamed their protest. Opening his eyes he saw the blurry face of Remus looming over him. A cool hand settled on his forehead.
"I'll be right back Padfoot, ok?". Remus' voice was gentle and he tried to nod. He stopped immediately when the blood started to pound through his head violently again, making him feel as if a hippogriff was galloping around in it. The hand left him and the nice cool with it. Closing his eyes he sank deeper in the pillow, trying to get rid of the headache.
Soon he heard light steps approaching, figuring that Remus was back. The soothing voice was back, too, but he couldn't make out the words. A wet cloth was placed on his forehead and a few water drops ran down his cheeks and nose.
Sirius enjoyed the sensation but gave a startled gasp as the clammy sheets were peeled of his body and morning chill attacked his skin. "Sorry Pads, I didn't mean to startle you." Sirius cracked his eyes open again, peering up at Remus. His vision was clearer now and he could see his friend grin. "But I thought you could use sponge bath."
Remus held up another washcloth and his grin widened. He carefully placed the cloth on Sirius' thin chest and started to clean his arms, face, neck and torso. The Animagus groaned again and tried to push the offending, cold garment away. "Hmnn...Moony sdop id. This' cold." His tongue was still just moving sluggish.
Though he understood Sirius' words perfectly Remus ignored him and went on to rub the tender skin gently. The other man chuckled. Remus' grin went from wide to evil. Still touching his skin only lightly the werewolf moved the washcloth up and down Sirius' sides. The chuckle became a giggle and the dark-haired wizard squirmed away and rolled over. Remus tried to keep a straight face and turned him on his back again.
"Hold still.", he huffed, managing to sound serious. He started to wash his friend again, not so gently this time. Sirius clamped his arms to his sides and tried to curl his legs up to his belly, but Remus was quicker. He sat down on Sirius' tights, washcloth still in his hand, water dripping down on Sirius' stomach. With a huge effort the Animagus propped himself up on his forearms.
"I thought I told you to hold still.", Remus said, now chuckling himself. "Moony please! Ged off o' me, ya know 'm ticklish!" The werewolf raised an eyebrow. "Oh, do I?", he asked innocently and started to "wash" him under the arms again, forcing Sirius to collapse back onto the bed, now laughing loudly.
The "victim" fought against the hands torturing him but gave up soon, screaming with laughter. Remus was giggling as well, tickling the defenceless wizard, who was squirming on the mattress and laughing madly. "Moooooooonyyyyyyyy!! Stop it, stop it, pleeeeeeeease!!!"
Eventually Remus grew tired of the game and decided to have mercy on his friend and got off of him. Both were panting and grinning. "Madam Pomfrey's going to kill me. She said you should rest. ", Remus gasped and pushed Sirius back on the bed to emphasize his point. The Animagus led himself flop down on the mattress, grin still plastered on his face. "Was worth a good laugh.", he smiled, willing his breath to calm down. At least he managed to speak clearly now. "Hm, as long as it's me, you mean? On the other side, maybe I should go on to keep you happy.", Remus thought loud and held up the washcloth threateningly.
Sirius eyes widened. "No, please Moony. You can't do that, I'm completely helpless!" He pointed at his bandaged leg and looked at him with puppy dog eyes. Remus expression grew serious. "Yes, we should have a look at that.", he nodded and sat down on the end of the bed. He reached out, but Sirius edged away from his hand. Again he looked up at his friend questioningly. "No tickling?", the dark-haired man asked suspicious. The smile crept back and Remus shook his head. "No tickling, promise." Satisfied Sirius relaxed and let him peel the bandages off.
Remus knew that Sirius was ticklish. He also knew that the wet washcloth would feel awfully uncomfortable on his hot skin. And he knew that Sirius wouldn't be able to defend himself. Of course he couldn't resist.
He put the water bowl on the nightstand and placed a wet cloth on his friends burning forehead. Pulling the blankets off Sirius he noticed that the sheets were damp with sweat. The morning chill, that now penetrated his hot skin, made Sirius jump a little. "Sorry Pads, I didn't mean to startle you." His friend opened his eyes and peered up at him sleepily, seemingly not interested much. "But I thought you could use a sponge bath."
He showed him the washcloth and grinned. When he brought it down and still got no reaction he started to wipe it all over his arms, trunk and face. A groan. "Hmnn...sdop id, this' cold.", the Animagus slurred. Ah, not so uninterested now, are we?, he thought, but didn't react to the request otherwise. This was going to be fun.
Sirius chuckled slightly, obviously still determined not to give in. When the werewolf started to rub his sides he began to giggle and turned away. This won't help you, Remus thought and rolled him over again. "Hold still.", he said, trying hard not to let the grin sound in his voice. He attacked Sirius under the armpits, making it clear, that he wasn't attempting to clean his friend anymore. The other man started to curl up, but he was quicker.
Sitting on his tights he prevented him from moving away. Sirius propped himself up on his forearms and it seemed he was thinking of a way to get the mischievous werewolf off his legs. Remus enjoyed his position. "I thought I told you to hold still.", he remarked. "Moony please! Ged off o' me, ya know 'm ticklish!" Sirius Black, lying beneath him and begging for his mercy. That was too good.
"Oh, do I?", he asked, grinning down at him innocently. Before Sirius could do anything else, he was tackled again, the laugh now breaking free. It didn't take long to win the little fight his friend put up and Remus tickled him merciless. He also enjoyed hearing his fellow marauder laughing. This was doing good to him as well as it did to Remus.
"Moooooooonyyyyyyyy! Stop it, stop it, pleeeeeeeease!!!" The Animagus trashed out, going off into violent fits of laughter. After some time Remus grew tired of the onesided game and let go off his friend. Trying to catch his breath he gasped: "Madam Pomfrey's going to kill me. She said you should rest." He pushed Sirius down, who was still grinning and said: "Was worth a goo' laugh." Remus raised a brow at him. "As long as it's me, you mean? On the other side, maybe I should go on to keep you happy? He waved the washcloth at him.
The threat worked, making Sirius shrink away. "No, please Moony. You can't do that, I'm completely helpless!", he whimpered, pointing at his leg. Yeah, right. That wasn't funny anymore, he thought, the grin vanishing from his face. "Yes, we should have a look at that." Sitting down on the bed he reached over to Sirius' leg, but he shrank away further.
Frowning he glanced at his friend questioningly. "No tickling?" As he realised, that his friend was asking earnestly, he had to smile. "No tickling, promised." Waiting for Sirius to relax he started to take the bandages off carefully.
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A/N: And here goes chapter 7! I really hope you liked it. I think I need to think up a good plot, so you can read a real story, not just some randomly ordered thoughts without any connection! Tell me what you liked, didn't like, hated, ect. I'm really trying to improve!
And as always please review!!!