author notes okay, this chapter has a bit of remus/severus AND remus/sirius. i can't help myself, people. hehe. besides, remus needs some lovin'.
"You could hurt yourself like that, you know." Remus commented, looking down at the red-head time traveler that was currently banging his head against the wall. "And you don't want Madame Pince hearing you make all that racket in her library."
"I was hoping I could knock myself back into time." Ron mumbled, letting his head thunk onto the table. "What are you doing here?"
"Ron," Remus snorted, "I practically live here."
"Oh... right." Ron stared down at the table, head resting against his arms. Remus watched him a moment before sitting next to him.
"Let me guess, you miss your friends?" Remus asked.
"Yes." Ron replied. He looked up when he felt a hand resting on his shoulder. "There must be some way I could get home. I have a feeling if I'm here any longer I'm going to say something I shouldn't. And I can't do that, I can't change the future."
"Look, Ron." Remus started. "Maybe you should just forget about it. No! I don't mean your friends, never that. I mean about what's going on there. Your obviously here for a reason, why not just sit back and enjoy the ride?"
"I thought you wanted me to tell you guys what's going to happen." Ron commented.
"Yeah, well... That was because I got the feeling it had something to do with us. Something bad. I don't like my friends getting hurt, Ron." Remus explained. Ron nodded in understanding. As Remus opened his mouth to speak again a loud cackling was heard from the hall outside the library. Ron and Remus shared a look, reconigsing the voice. Jumping up, they hurried past the scolding librarian. Upon opening the doors, they spotted Severus Snape laying on the ground glaring up at Sirius Black.
"Padfoot." Remus said in warning.
"Oh, come off it, Moony!" Sirius exclaimed, still laughing. "I didn't do anything to him."
"Snape - I mean, Severus." Remus said softly, ignoring Sirius completely. Sirius stared, eyes getting wider as the werewolf knelt to help the Slytherin up. Severus jerked back, glaring, but slowly his face softened and he accepted Remus' hand. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." He grounded out. He narrowed his eyes at Remus, then let them briefly dart to Sirius. "Good bye, Lupin."
"Bye." Remus said softly, watching the pale boy leave, his robes billowing as usual. Remus turned back and immediately noticed the look on Sirius' face. "What?"
"What? What?!" Sirius practically yelled. "What was that all about? You called him Severus for crying outloud! Is there something I dont' know, Remus? Something you need to tell me?"
"Sirius, calm down!" Remus exclaimed, staring with wide eyes. "What has gotten into you?"
"Nothing." Sirius growled, turning away. In a flash, Remus was at his side, grabbing his arm. "It's nothing, Remus."
"Bull shit." Remus replied. Sirius stared at him, not used to hearing that type of language from the golden eyed boy. "What is going on with you here lately?"
"Don't worry about it, Remus." Sirius said softly. Remus watched, shocked, as Sirius pulled from his grasp and quickly made his way out of the corridor. Remus bit his lip, then slowly glanced at Ron.
"Sorry you had to see that." Remus apologized. Ron could only stand there as Remus spun and left. As the werewolf left the hall, Ron finally let out a breath. He had the oddest feeling that something was going on here that Harry, he, and Hermione never knew about. The sound of scuffling caught his ear and Ron turned to see Peter leaning against the wall, watching him.
"Don't worry." Peter said calmly in his squeeky voice. "They are always like that."
"Who?" Ron asked for clarification.
"Remus and Sirius." Peter replied. "All they do is dance around each other here lately."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked.
"Sirius loves him." Peter stated.
"Huh?"
"Oh, he hardly shows it." Peter gave a small smile. "Sirius, the playboy. But he really does love Remus."
"And Remus?" Ron asked, barely able to comprehend that he was having this conversation with Peter Pettigrew.
"That's the problem." Peter told him. "The wolf in Remus wants Sirius, but Remus can't stand the idea of his animal side claiming someone. Especially Sirius." Peter let out a frustrated sigh when Ron's brows furrowed. "Dont' you get it? Werewolves mate for life, Ron. Remus refuses to accept that someone wants him and the wolf. And then when Snape got into the picture, it just went down hill. The wolf still desires Sirius, but Remus refuses to let the wolf choose."
"that's understandable, I suppose. How do you know all of this?" Ron asked, eyeing the pudgy boy.
"I'm a rat, Ron." Peter smirked. "After a while people tend to forget that your there. You observe a lot."
"What else do you know?" Ron found himself asking.
"More than you could imagine." Was all Peter said before turning and sauntering down the hall.
Ron watched the boy leave, a small frown on his face. Peter, he had come to find out, was rather cryptic. Though, oddly, he didn't really act this way around the rest of the Mauraders. It seemed to be a side of him he only showed certain people. Ron just vaguely wondered why Peter was allowing him to see that side.
end notes i've decided to make this a love triangle of sorts. muwahah... hell, probably even a love rectangle or octagon. i dont' know. i want to have Peter liking someone, but i dont' know who. hmmm.... *develops thoughtful look*