A/N- First of all, I've gotta say a heeeuuuge thank you, Danke, Merci
Beacoup, etc, to all my amazing wonderful reviewers! You guys rule! I
wouldn't have had the guts to write this chappie if it weren't for you
guys! Oh, by the way, I borrowed a bit of dialogue from the film
Serendipity. But I own nothing! Thank you review peeps! I luv you! Ok, ok,
enough with the mushy soppiness. Ladies and gentlemen- Chapter 2.
Moony The Therapist
Anya looked up at Sirius, her breathing shallow. He raised a hand and brushed a strand of hair from her face, and she let out a tiny gasp. She stared into his deep blue eyes- god; she could get lost in those eyes.and not mind. He stared at her for what seemed like an age, before leaning in, and brushing his lips softly against hers. She looked at him once more before snaking her arms round his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. His arms wrapped round her slim waist and he deepened the kiss. She moaned softly into his mouth as his hands traveled up and ran through her hair, all the while kissing her passionately. Her hands found his shirt, and began to unbutton it, and he turned her round laying her on the bed. He began kissing her again, and this time it didn't seem like he would ever stop.she was completely lost in his arms.
Anya sat up abruptly, panting. She ran a hand through her tousled locks, and looked over at the sleeping form of Sirius. They had spent most of the night talking, and she had fallen asleep at the end of his bed. She drew her blanket round herself, and then suddenly realized something odd. She hadn't had a blanket when she and Sirius had been talking. She smiled to herself; he must have put in on her when she fell asleep. Bless. It wasn't the fact she had fallen asleep in his bed that bothered her. She often spent the night in the boy's dorm. Sirius, James and Remus had never minded her curling up in their beds, (A/N- I mean that in a friendly way, for all u peeps with dirty minds!) the thing that bothered her was the dream. Her dream. Where her and Sirius had.made out. Never before had she dreamed about one of the boys in that context. It had never crossed her mind- they were best friends, the marauders, always would be. She had never thought she would fall for one of them. It was just too weird. But she had dreamt it. And it had all been so vivid. She could still remember every single tiny detail. And, though she refused to admit it to herself, she didn't want to forget it. Despite everything, it had been a nice dream. This just scared her even more. She had been kissing Sirius, and she had enjoyed it. She had loved every second of it.
She sighed heavily, and clambered out of the bed, wrapping the blanket round herself. There was no way she'd be able to sleep now. Her mind was swimming with questions and worries. She stole another guilty glance at Sirius, and found herself wondering if he really did taste of mint and butterbeer. She mentally shook herself, feeling sickened. She was one shitty friend. She half- ran out of the dormitory. She went down to the common room, and made her way to the comfy armchairs by the fire. She was so lost in her own thoughts she only noticed one of them was occupied when she went to sit in it, and a calm, amused voice said-
"Whoa! I didn't ask for a lapdance!" She leapt away, and gave a relieved sigh as she saw who the occupant of the chair was.
"Moony!" she half- laughed. "I'm so sorry!"
"It's ok," he said serenely. She sat down opposite him, and feeling his eyes on her, she asked casually, " Why're you still up Moony?"
"Couldn't sleep" he said simply. 'What about you?" She looked down.
"I just. couldn't sleep. Wasn't tired" she said unconvincingly.
She looked up, and saw him watching her shrewdly. Concern, perplexity and disbelief were all etched across his tired features. She looked straight into his gold- flecked amber eyes, and made an exasperated noise. She couldn't lie to him when he gave her that look.
" Ok! Ok, fine I had a really fucked- up dream!" she said, a little louder than she had intended. Remus gave a little jump, then stared at her like a bewildered puppy.
"Come again?"
She told him. Everything. It was a relief to tell someone. And Remus listened. He would've willingly listened all night if she wanted him to. He was ready to do anything for her, after what had happened when she had found out about his lycanthropy. She had practiced methodically, steadily and determinedly, until she had become an animagus. A panther to be exact. It was unexpected, touching, and had set the finality of it. She was a Marauder. One of them.
Remus listened intently as she explained her dream, knowing better than to interrupt her.
"And then I started taking his top off! As in- we were gonna do it! And he pushed me onto the bed. I was gonna do it with Padfoot! Why?"
Remus looked at her thoughtfully, and addressed her, choosing his words carefully.
"Well. maybe you dreamed you were with Sirius, because, well, subconsciously, in your inner mind.-"
"Whoa, I don't like where this is going Moony!"
Remus shushed her. "Hear me out" he said. "Maybe, without realizing it, you want to be with Sirius, and this was your inner minds way of telling you how you feel."
Anya stared at him blankly, and slowly shook her head. " I don't get it." She said finally.
Remus sighed impatiently. "Your brain made you work out how you feel by giving you a dream."
"Nightmare, more like." She muttered.
Remus shook his head, praying silently. God, she could be such a ditz sometimes. "You told me you enjoyed it." He said sternly.
She regarded him for a while, before replying slowly and warily, "I lied."
He scoffed, "yeah, of course you did!"
They sat in silence for a while, then Anya spoke out of the blue, "Am I a shitty friend?"
"No!" he said shocked.
"Yes I am!" she said, sounding slightly manic now, " I'm a terrible friend! I don't deserve you guys! Why are you even talking to me? How do you know I'm not having sordid fantasies about you? I'm a terrible friend!"
"No you're not! You're a great friend, you're fantastic! You're amazing, don't ever think that!"
She stared at him, "Are you hitting on me?"
Remus burst out laughing, and Anya grinned apologetically.
"Sorry, it's just y'know, I'm falling for my best friend, so it wouldn't be that crazy if one of my friends was falling for me!"
"Well maybe they are." Said Remus slyly.
"You ARE hitting on me!"
"No!" he said frustrated. "Not me, another one of our best friends." He had given his word not to tell Anya, but he didn't think it would be so bad if she was given a shove in the right direction, and guessed.
Anya was looking revolted "Oh god, it's not Peter is it? I thought he was acting weird, the other day he.-"
"No!" practically shouted Remus. "Not me, not Peter, Anya, work it out, it's not difficult!"
Anya stared and her eyes widened as the realization set in. "Oh.Oh! No.no.he would've said something,"
"Wait a sec." Said Remus suddenly. "You do know I'm talking about Padfoot not Prongs?"
"Of course I do!" spluttered Anya. "I'm not stupid Moony!" Remus fought a mental battle not to scream, and as he calmed himself down, Anya spoke.
"Padfoot's impulsive. If it was true he would have said something to me."
'Not if he was afraid of losing you" said Remus quietly.
"Maybe the dream was a sign!" said Anya suddenly.
"What?' said Remus, completely wrong- footed.
"The dream- I woke up before it happened right? So my. my wotsit- conscience is telling me to wake up from this dream!"
"What?" repeated Remus, still completely thrown.
"It didn't actually happen! I woke up before it happened! It's a sign!"
"How can something not happening be a sign?" said Remus bewildered.
Anya thought for a moment- "maybe, the lack of signs. is a sign itself?"
Remus stared at Anya as though she had just sprouted tentacles. "That's lucid!" He said, with a kind of hysterical sarcasm. "Anya I honestly don't think.-" Anya cut him off.
" Yes! My sub-thingy's telling me to back off! To wake up from the dream! Otherwise I'll lose my friend!" she said manically.
"So. so you're saying you're not gonna say anything, even though I've just told you he feels the same way about you?" said Remus, unable to believe what he was hearing.
"If that was true, he would've said something. But he hasn't, so I'm just gonna leave it. It's probably just a little crush. Oh thanks Moony, you've really helped me sort my head out!" she leapt up, flung her arms round Remus, and said brightly, "See you in the morning!" before running up to the girls dormitory.
Remus just stared after her, shell- shocked. She was mad. Crazy. Disturbed. In other words, perfect for Sirius. Why on earth couldn't they see they were made for each other? He shook his head. "Nice one Moony." He muttered to himself. "Make things worse why don't you?"
A/N- Soooo.. What d'ya think? Please be gentle! Ok peeps, do your review thing!
Moony The Therapist
Anya looked up at Sirius, her breathing shallow. He raised a hand and brushed a strand of hair from her face, and she let out a tiny gasp. She stared into his deep blue eyes- god; she could get lost in those eyes.and not mind. He stared at her for what seemed like an age, before leaning in, and brushing his lips softly against hers. She looked at him once more before snaking her arms round his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. His arms wrapped round her slim waist and he deepened the kiss. She moaned softly into his mouth as his hands traveled up and ran through her hair, all the while kissing her passionately. Her hands found his shirt, and began to unbutton it, and he turned her round laying her on the bed. He began kissing her again, and this time it didn't seem like he would ever stop.she was completely lost in his arms.
Anya sat up abruptly, panting. She ran a hand through her tousled locks, and looked over at the sleeping form of Sirius. They had spent most of the night talking, and she had fallen asleep at the end of his bed. She drew her blanket round herself, and then suddenly realized something odd. She hadn't had a blanket when she and Sirius had been talking. She smiled to herself; he must have put in on her when she fell asleep. Bless. It wasn't the fact she had fallen asleep in his bed that bothered her. She often spent the night in the boy's dorm. Sirius, James and Remus had never minded her curling up in their beds, (A/N- I mean that in a friendly way, for all u peeps with dirty minds!) the thing that bothered her was the dream. Her dream. Where her and Sirius had.made out. Never before had she dreamed about one of the boys in that context. It had never crossed her mind- they were best friends, the marauders, always would be. She had never thought she would fall for one of them. It was just too weird. But she had dreamt it. And it had all been so vivid. She could still remember every single tiny detail. And, though she refused to admit it to herself, she didn't want to forget it. Despite everything, it had been a nice dream. This just scared her even more. She had been kissing Sirius, and she had enjoyed it. She had loved every second of it.
She sighed heavily, and clambered out of the bed, wrapping the blanket round herself. There was no way she'd be able to sleep now. Her mind was swimming with questions and worries. She stole another guilty glance at Sirius, and found herself wondering if he really did taste of mint and butterbeer. She mentally shook herself, feeling sickened. She was one shitty friend. She half- ran out of the dormitory. She went down to the common room, and made her way to the comfy armchairs by the fire. She was so lost in her own thoughts she only noticed one of them was occupied when she went to sit in it, and a calm, amused voice said-
"Whoa! I didn't ask for a lapdance!" She leapt away, and gave a relieved sigh as she saw who the occupant of the chair was.
"Moony!" she half- laughed. "I'm so sorry!"
"It's ok," he said serenely. She sat down opposite him, and feeling his eyes on her, she asked casually, " Why're you still up Moony?"
"Couldn't sleep" he said simply. 'What about you?" She looked down.
"I just. couldn't sleep. Wasn't tired" she said unconvincingly.
She looked up, and saw him watching her shrewdly. Concern, perplexity and disbelief were all etched across his tired features. She looked straight into his gold- flecked amber eyes, and made an exasperated noise. She couldn't lie to him when he gave her that look.
" Ok! Ok, fine I had a really fucked- up dream!" she said, a little louder than she had intended. Remus gave a little jump, then stared at her like a bewildered puppy.
"Come again?"
She told him. Everything. It was a relief to tell someone. And Remus listened. He would've willingly listened all night if she wanted him to. He was ready to do anything for her, after what had happened when she had found out about his lycanthropy. She had practiced methodically, steadily and determinedly, until she had become an animagus. A panther to be exact. It was unexpected, touching, and had set the finality of it. She was a Marauder. One of them.
Remus listened intently as she explained her dream, knowing better than to interrupt her.
"And then I started taking his top off! As in- we were gonna do it! And he pushed me onto the bed. I was gonna do it with Padfoot! Why?"
Remus looked at her thoughtfully, and addressed her, choosing his words carefully.
"Well. maybe you dreamed you were with Sirius, because, well, subconsciously, in your inner mind.-"
"Whoa, I don't like where this is going Moony!"
Remus shushed her. "Hear me out" he said. "Maybe, without realizing it, you want to be with Sirius, and this was your inner minds way of telling you how you feel."
Anya stared at him blankly, and slowly shook her head. " I don't get it." She said finally.
Remus sighed impatiently. "Your brain made you work out how you feel by giving you a dream."
"Nightmare, more like." She muttered.
Remus shook his head, praying silently. God, she could be such a ditz sometimes. "You told me you enjoyed it." He said sternly.
She regarded him for a while, before replying slowly and warily, "I lied."
He scoffed, "yeah, of course you did!"
They sat in silence for a while, then Anya spoke out of the blue, "Am I a shitty friend?"
"No!" he said shocked.
"Yes I am!" she said, sounding slightly manic now, " I'm a terrible friend! I don't deserve you guys! Why are you even talking to me? How do you know I'm not having sordid fantasies about you? I'm a terrible friend!"
"No you're not! You're a great friend, you're fantastic! You're amazing, don't ever think that!"
She stared at him, "Are you hitting on me?"
Remus burst out laughing, and Anya grinned apologetically.
"Sorry, it's just y'know, I'm falling for my best friend, so it wouldn't be that crazy if one of my friends was falling for me!"
"Well maybe they are." Said Remus slyly.
"You ARE hitting on me!"
"No!" he said frustrated. "Not me, another one of our best friends." He had given his word not to tell Anya, but he didn't think it would be so bad if she was given a shove in the right direction, and guessed.
Anya was looking revolted "Oh god, it's not Peter is it? I thought he was acting weird, the other day he.-"
"No!" practically shouted Remus. "Not me, not Peter, Anya, work it out, it's not difficult!"
Anya stared and her eyes widened as the realization set in. "Oh.Oh! No.no.he would've said something,"
"Wait a sec." Said Remus suddenly. "You do know I'm talking about Padfoot not Prongs?"
"Of course I do!" spluttered Anya. "I'm not stupid Moony!" Remus fought a mental battle not to scream, and as he calmed himself down, Anya spoke.
"Padfoot's impulsive. If it was true he would have said something to me."
'Not if he was afraid of losing you" said Remus quietly.
"Maybe the dream was a sign!" said Anya suddenly.
"What?' said Remus, completely wrong- footed.
"The dream- I woke up before it happened right? So my. my wotsit- conscience is telling me to wake up from this dream!"
"What?" repeated Remus, still completely thrown.
"It didn't actually happen! I woke up before it happened! It's a sign!"
"How can something not happening be a sign?" said Remus bewildered.
Anya thought for a moment- "maybe, the lack of signs. is a sign itself?"
Remus stared at Anya as though she had just sprouted tentacles. "That's lucid!" He said, with a kind of hysterical sarcasm. "Anya I honestly don't think.-" Anya cut him off.
" Yes! My sub-thingy's telling me to back off! To wake up from the dream! Otherwise I'll lose my friend!" she said manically.
"So. so you're saying you're not gonna say anything, even though I've just told you he feels the same way about you?" said Remus, unable to believe what he was hearing.
"If that was true, he would've said something. But he hasn't, so I'm just gonna leave it. It's probably just a little crush. Oh thanks Moony, you've really helped me sort my head out!" she leapt up, flung her arms round Remus, and said brightly, "See you in the morning!" before running up to the girls dormitory.
Remus just stared after her, shell- shocked. She was mad. Crazy. Disturbed. In other words, perfect for Sirius. Why on earth couldn't they see they were made for each other? He shook his head. "Nice one Moony." He muttered to himself. "Make things worse why don't you?"
A/N- Soooo.. What d'ya think? Please be gentle! Ok peeps, do your review thing!
