Much to Ron's own suprise, Remus practically dissapeared upon entering the castle doors. After searching a ways for him, Ron decided to think like a bookworm. After spending six years with one Hermione Granger, this was rather easy to do. And so, he found Remus sitting in the back of the school library, near the restricted section.
Unable to help himself, he watched the boy a moment. Remus was sitting next to the window, the sun streaming across his face. He was reading the book in his hands intently. After a few seconds of patience, which Ron was shocked he was able to use, Remus shifted and the title of the book was in plain sight.Sexuality: A Muggle and Wizard Anthology. Ron smiled and stepped into veiw.
"Nice book."
Remus jumped and quickly hid the book under the table, looking up at Ron. He fidgeted a moment before speaking. "Uh... Hi."
"Hey, Profes-er-Remus." Ron stammered. Remus raised an eyebrow.
"Did you almost call me 'professor'?" He asked curiously. Ron sighed and sat down at the table, entwinging his fingers together.
"Sorry, can't tell you." Ron smiled slightly. "Dumbledore told me not to speak of the future. You have no idea how hard that is. I've only been here a day, but I feel like I'm hiding all these secrets."
"Well, you are." Remus replied. Ron frowned, but didn't snap due to the friendly appearance of Remus' expression.
"So, why are you reading that?" Ron asked, gesturing towards the hidden book. Remus blushed slighty and Ron was suddenly tempted to giggle, but refrained from it.
"Uh, research." Remus mumbled.
"Really now?" Ron grinned. "Yeah, that was my excuse, too."
Remus simply glanced at him, before clearing his throat. "So, how much do you know about us? I know you can't talk about the future, but it shouldn't be a problem to talk about stuff that we already know."
"Well..." Ron thought a moment. "I know James, Sirius, and Peter are Animagi." Remus' eyes widened and Ron bit his lip. "and I know that your-"
"No." Remus interupted. "Don't say it, please."
"Why not?" Ron gave him a confused look. Remus' reaction was quite different from the way he was in the future. Ron can still recall the night in the Shriecking Shack when Professor Lupin had calmly admitted to being a werewolf. This younger version of his teacher seemed almost afraid of speaking the word outloud.
"It's complicated."
"Explain it to me, then." Ron offered. Remus stared at him a moment before standing. Ron watched, almost afraid that Remus was leaving, before he saw the teen place the book back on it's shelf. Remus ran his fingers over the spines, shooting a small glance Ron's way.
"Something happened last year and.. I've been a bit reactive when it comes to the topic." Remus told him, returning to his seat. Ron furrowed his brow in thought, then suddenly realization dawned on his face.
"The Shriekcing Shack incident... With Snape." Ron whispered.
"You really do know all of us in the future." Was all Remus said, before he stood and left a confused Ron sitting by himself.
"So, spill!" Sirius demanded, resting his broom agaisnt his shoulder and looking over at a flustered James.
"Did you kiss?" Peter piped up.
"No, they didn't kiss! Sheesh, Wormtail!" Sirius rolled his eyes at the shorter boy. Peter opened his mouth, frowned, then sighed. Sirius watched him shuffle over to the stands before turning back to James. "So... Did you kiss?"
"Wha-! Sirius!" James stammered. A blush spread across his cheeks.
"Come on, Prongs!" Sirius grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. "You can tell me!"
"Now.. we didn't kiss." James murmered. "She.. a-asked me out for the next Hogsmede weekend."
"Woah!" Sirius gapped, then agains grinned. "That's great! James, you sly-stag!"
"Shut up, Sirius." James smiled. He turned and set his own broom down against a box on the Quidditch pitch's ground. "This is the second time this week the team is late! Where the hell are they?"
"Probably having an orgy in the shower room."
"Padfoot!" James exclaimed, laughing. Sirius simply grinned.
"So, what do you think of Ron?" Sirius suddenly asked. James shrugged. "I kinda like him. He's a bit cute, ya know."
"Oh, God." James rolled his eyes. "Here it comes. Another notch for your bed post, Padfoot?"
"Nah, I'm not one to interfere with a friend's persuit." Sirius said secretively.
"What about when you stole Jenna Marsters from Peter?" James asked, eyebrow raised. "And what friend? Who likes him?"
"No."
"Come on, Padfoot! Spill!" James ordered. Sirius gave him an amused look and James sighed. "Us Marauders aren't suppose to keep secrets."
"Oh, alright." Sirius relented. "Haven't you noticed how Moony has been hiding behind his books even more since Ron showed up yesterday? I mean, sure Moony is a bookworm, but he's never been this bad."
"So you think that Remus..."
"Likes Ron." Sirius finished. "Well, maybe not like-like, but he definitely is attracted. Ah, Prongs, be happy your not a dog. We can feel so many emotions from others."
"Whatever, Padfoot." James snickered at Sirius wistful expression.