YES! MY COMPUTER IS WORKING~! well, here you are, the 9th chapter! but before that, the thanks to reviewers:
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Chapter 9: A Winter Wonderland
It had been a very trying 2 weeks for the Lupin and the Black. They often had awkward silences between them, when they talked, that is. For the other two Marauders, they noticed how the once inseperable friends were now reluctant to look eachother in the eyes. Remus was caught more than once practicing smiles in the mirror by Wormtail, who poured the information out to James. Prongs had found Sirius reading poetry books, which was odd enough to peel paint (for one, Sirius Canis Black was reading, two: he was reading sappy crud like Lord Byron!). But as Christmas break made itself apparent, the two friends left the werewolf and the animagus, wondering whether or not it was a very good idea to leave them alone.
Moony was on the verge of tears just waking up. He knew Sirius could never love him, so why should he cling onto life? A life without love was no life at all, wasn't it? The werewolf often discovered tear stains on his pillow in the morning, which was by now no surprise. Yet, still, every time he was around the scruffy Marauder, his heart burned. And now he was the only person in his grade staying for break with the one wizard he wanted to escape from. But everytime Remus thought about running away from the animagus, he was pulled back in by how much he still loved him.
Sirius, on the other hand, was going crazy trying to think about anything BUT how his beloved werewolf was in love with someone else, thereby renderring Moony taken. NEVER had Padfoot run into this problem, and since he had, trying to deal with it had been hell on earth. All he could think about was this "dark-haired angel" mentioned in the Lupin's diary. Though, it wasn't like the anumagus could comfront Moony, for he would have to admit that they read his journal, which would be nailing his own coffin shut. The only thing he could think to say about this as he woke from never-ending dreams of Remus was, "Bloody ashes."
Christmas Eve inched into date and soon the werewolf found himself sitting in a highly decorated Great Hall. It was the only other place he went besides the library and the dormatory, becuase he doubted he would see Sirius in either places, yet his image was still in his memory, haunting him to think about how Padfoot was in love with someone else. He looked into his pumpkin juice as dessert disappeared, finding that his heart's desire had in fact been seated next to him the entire meal.
Once again, the amber eyes darted to the scruffy Marauder, who was inexplicably handsome, as always. But something about that night made him more attractive than Remus had ever noticed before. Because of this, he felt compelled to tell Padfoot everything about his love for him. No matter how much the werewolf tried to dismiss the idea, it would not leave his mind, telling him that he should spill that night. However unwilling the short wizard was, he made a silent promise, to himself and to those great big dark eyes that he admired so much, that he would reveal all to his friend, no matter the heartache that would follow. Unknown to Remus, Sirius now made the same promise to himself.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore merely smiled at the two and merrily sipped his eggnog.
Up in the dormatory that night, as Remus and Sirius sat on their beds, reading, though they let their eyes wander to eachother every so often, when they were sure to the other wizard was not looking. Finally, the werewolf with brown hair closed his book, taking a deep breath and looking at the Black. He owed it to Padfoot to tell him, for both the other Marauder's sake, and his own. So he clambered to his feet, trying to figure out what he was going to say.
The black eyes looked up as the sound of the floorboards creaking reached his ears. Remus was walking over to him, sliding his feet nervously on the ground. The werewolf's mouth opened to speak, but was cut short as he stumbled over an offset floorboard. In a heartbeat, Sirius was beside him, holding him steady as the shorter Gryffindor regained his balance, blushing lightly with his eyes closed.
Padfoot kept his arms around him, looking the werewolf over carefully. "Are you alright Remus?" he asked, breathing the words out tenderly. The werewolf nodded, eyes falling to ground as he caught his breath. He was losing a battle inside him, and knew that he would be in tears soon, so if he were to do anything, he had to act now, before he couldn't even talk.
The amber eyes gazed up into Sirius' dark eyes, shooting a swell of emotions through his body, mostly centered in his now aching chest. Then, Remus quietly requested, "Please tell me who you love.....I-I really need to know, right now....." Unable to escape from the animagus' arms or eyes, the werewolf's cheeks burned, his mind becoming blank with all but the feelings driving him insane, and the wizard causing them.
Sirius looked into his friend's eyes and couldn't believe it. If Remus was already in love, why the bloody hell should he care if Padfoot was in love. Pushing the werewolf slightly away from him with as much self-control he had, he knew how close the pale wizard was to tears. Still, deep inside the Black, an anger that had festered since he knew he had lost Remus to this "angel" was surfacing. The scruffy Marauder glared at his heart's desire and growled, "Why the bloody hell would you want to know?"
Gazing back into the animagus' face, the amber eyes became glossy and moist. Remus looked shocked and hurt, as if his crush had slapped him across the face. How could Padfoot say such things to him? Perhaps he knew that Moony loved him and was disgusted..... even offeneded by it..... The werewolf could not look away, even as a tear ran down his cheek. Soon, he was sobbing, as he repeated, "Please tell me who you love." He finally bent his head down and let another tear flow from his eye.
Part of the taller wizard longed to hold the werewolf closely, yet the other knew that it could never be real. He had lost the one lover he had never had and the deep frustration from that was boiling inside him. "You tell me, Remus! You're the one who's in love! So, go ahead, who's this 'dark-haired angel' you write about in your journal? Who's this guy who has such a hold on you that I can't even begin to touch your heart?!" he yelled, causing Remus to sob, then to look up with shock present in his sad eyes."You-you read my journal?" Moony was able to get out, looking deep into Sirius' soul.
Padfoot turned away. He couldn't stay mad at Remus if he looked at him, and this needed to be said before he gave in to his softer side. "Well, you certainly weren't telling us anything! What else could we do?!"
Remus tried to stop crying but now realizing that nothing made sense anymore, he couldn't do a thing, except fumble out words. "Sirius, about that, I-"
"What? You didn't want to break it to your friends that you were already in love? Afterall, that might've saved one of them his heart!" The wizard with black hair yelled, whirling around to face the sobbing and shaking werewolf.
The smaller wizard was too hysteric to understand what Sirius was saying, so instead he dropped to his knees and sobbed, crying out, "Why should I!? I already know that you love someone else, and it's not me! You've been driving me crazy since you gave me your last chocolate bar in 2nd year! And now you drive me to tears every time I think of you with someone else, and that I can't have you! My thoughts revolve around you endlessly and now that I realize that you don't love me at all, this hole in my heart is eating away at the rest of my soul that you might never give me a chance to tell you how much I feel for you and that I can't bear to see you in anyone else's arms! I can love you so much more than anyone else can and I'm on the verge of dying from not being able to survive without you! I love you, Sirius....." The werewolf couldn't keep control on his emotions anymore and began to sob violently, his fist resting on the ground.
Sirius looked at his love with big brown eyes. Not only were those the most words he had ever heard the werewolf say in one breath, but they were the most precious words the Black had ever heard. Slowly, he knelt down across from the sobbing vision of beauty, wondering how he ever could have hated Moony, or how he could ever think that Remus didn't love him. The scruffy wizard reached out a hand and took the werewolf's tear-streaked chin, gently drawing the sobbing boy up to look into Sirius' deep brown eyes. There, the small wizard saw something he had never truly noticed about the eyes before, though he couldn't place the feeling.
Softly, Padfoot whispered soothingly to his love, "I have always loved you, Moony, there can never be anyone else... but are you telling me that I'm your angel?" Putting his other arm around the werewolf's middle, he gazed deeply into the angelic amber eyes. Sirius almost felt as though he were melting into his Moony's soul.
Remus blushed, his tears still falling down into his love's hand. He was just able to choke out, "You are my only angel, Sirius. You're the only one that could ever make me feel like this..."
Being unable to bear it any longer, the animagus scooped his love into his arms and held him tightly, leaning on the bed behind him. He was surprised at how right it felt, Remus in his arms, it was almost like holding a piece of heaven. But that was Moony, wasn't it? "Oh Remus....." Sirius whispered as his love wrapped two arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder. "I wish you would think higher of yourself, because I think you fell out of heaven for me."
Remus could only cry, not from hurt anymore, but from quiet joy. He had a love like no other, and no one would steal that from him. Even when they later lay sleeping in Sirius' bed, both wizard to his own pyjamas, the werewolf slept more soundly than he ever did, all because he knew he was loved by a very scruffy black-haired Marauder.
Well, what do you think? I AM continuing this, so don't worry. Next chapter is their first kiss~! Don't miss it~! You may want to review, because I won't let you near the fluff if you don't!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! I AM REVIEW-FLUFF GODDESS! ALL BOW TO ME!
noxlupis, none, Rena Lupin, Meg, kimi, Davey-boy, DemonAngi, ElvishJedi, Loonymoon, Sashimi, Fireblade K'Chona, Nolwe the Lady Dragon, Son of twilight, PsYcHo SaM, Sashimi, Piper Of Locksley, Sylvia Sylverton, Duckie9, thenotoriousgeorgeweasley, Monica-Chan the Hanyou Kitsune, I Am The Bunny Slayer, & Lunaris. I LOVE YOU GUYS! *sniff* now, onto the story!
Chapter 9: A Winter Wonderland
It had been a very trying 2 weeks for the Lupin and the Black. They often had awkward silences between them, when they talked, that is. For the other two Marauders, they noticed how the once inseperable friends were now reluctant to look eachother in the eyes. Remus was caught more than once practicing smiles in the mirror by Wormtail, who poured the information out to James. Prongs had found Sirius reading poetry books, which was odd enough to peel paint (for one, Sirius Canis Black was reading, two: he was reading sappy crud like Lord Byron!). But as Christmas break made itself apparent, the two friends left the werewolf and the animagus, wondering whether or not it was a very good idea to leave them alone.
Moony was on the verge of tears just waking up. He knew Sirius could never love him, so why should he cling onto life? A life without love was no life at all, wasn't it? The werewolf often discovered tear stains on his pillow in the morning, which was by now no surprise. Yet, still, every time he was around the scruffy Marauder, his heart burned. And now he was the only person in his grade staying for break with the one wizard he wanted to escape from. But everytime Remus thought about running away from the animagus, he was pulled back in by how much he still loved him.
Sirius, on the other hand, was going crazy trying to think about anything BUT how his beloved werewolf was in love with someone else, thereby renderring Moony taken. NEVER had Padfoot run into this problem, and since he had, trying to deal with it had been hell on earth. All he could think about was this "dark-haired angel" mentioned in the Lupin's diary. Though, it wasn't like the anumagus could comfront Moony, for he would have to admit that they read his journal, which would be nailing his own coffin shut. The only thing he could think to say about this as he woke from never-ending dreams of Remus was, "Bloody ashes."
Christmas Eve inched into date and soon the werewolf found himself sitting in a highly decorated Great Hall. It was the only other place he went besides the library and the dormatory, becuase he doubted he would see Sirius in either places, yet his image was still in his memory, haunting him to think about how Padfoot was in love with someone else. He looked into his pumpkin juice as dessert disappeared, finding that his heart's desire had in fact been seated next to him the entire meal.
Once again, the amber eyes darted to the scruffy Marauder, who was inexplicably handsome, as always. But something about that night made him more attractive than Remus had ever noticed before. Because of this, he felt compelled to tell Padfoot everything about his love for him. No matter how much the werewolf tried to dismiss the idea, it would not leave his mind, telling him that he should spill that night. However unwilling the short wizard was, he made a silent promise, to himself and to those great big dark eyes that he admired so much, that he would reveal all to his friend, no matter the heartache that would follow. Unknown to Remus, Sirius now made the same promise to himself.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore merely smiled at the two and merrily sipped his eggnog.
Up in the dormatory that night, as Remus and Sirius sat on their beds, reading, though they let their eyes wander to eachother every so often, when they were sure to the other wizard was not looking. Finally, the werewolf with brown hair closed his book, taking a deep breath and looking at the Black. He owed it to Padfoot to tell him, for both the other Marauder's sake, and his own. So he clambered to his feet, trying to figure out what he was going to say.
The black eyes looked up as the sound of the floorboards creaking reached his ears. Remus was walking over to him, sliding his feet nervously on the ground. The werewolf's mouth opened to speak, but was cut short as he stumbled over an offset floorboard. In a heartbeat, Sirius was beside him, holding him steady as the shorter Gryffindor regained his balance, blushing lightly with his eyes closed.
Padfoot kept his arms around him, looking the werewolf over carefully. "Are you alright Remus?" he asked, breathing the words out tenderly. The werewolf nodded, eyes falling to ground as he caught his breath. He was losing a battle inside him, and knew that he would be in tears soon, so if he were to do anything, he had to act now, before he couldn't even talk.
The amber eyes gazed up into Sirius' dark eyes, shooting a swell of emotions through his body, mostly centered in his now aching chest. Then, Remus quietly requested, "Please tell me who you love.....I-I really need to know, right now....." Unable to escape from the animagus' arms or eyes, the werewolf's cheeks burned, his mind becoming blank with all but the feelings driving him insane, and the wizard causing them.
Sirius looked into his friend's eyes and couldn't believe it. If Remus was already in love, why the bloody hell should he care if Padfoot was in love. Pushing the werewolf slightly away from him with as much self-control he had, he knew how close the pale wizard was to tears. Still, deep inside the Black, an anger that had festered since he knew he had lost Remus to this "angel" was surfacing. The scruffy Marauder glared at his heart's desire and growled, "Why the bloody hell would you want to know?"
Gazing back into the animagus' face, the amber eyes became glossy and moist. Remus looked shocked and hurt, as if his crush had slapped him across the face. How could Padfoot say such things to him? Perhaps he knew that Moony loved him and was disgusted..... even offeneded by it..... The werewolf could not look away, even as a tear ran down his cheek. Soon, he was sobbing, as he repeated, "Please tell me who you love." He finally bent his head down and let another tear flow from his eye.
Part of the taller wizard longed to hold the werewolf closely, yet the other knew that it could never be real. He had lost the one lover he had never had and the deep frustration from that was boiling inside him. "You tell me, Remus! You're the one who's in love! So, go ahead, who's this 'dark-haired angel' you write about in your journal? Who's this guy who has such a hold on you that I can't even begin to touch your heart?!" he yelled, causing Remus to sob, then to look up with shock present in his sad eyes."You-you read my journal?" Moony was able to get out, looking deep into Sirius' soul.
Padfoot turned away. He couldn't stay mad at Remus if he looked at him, and this needed to be said before he gave in to his softer side. "Well, you certainly weren't telling us anything! What else could we do?!"
Remus tried to stop crying but now realizing that nothing made sense anymore, he couldn't do a thing, except fumble out words. "Sirius, about that, I-"
"What? You didn't want to break it to your friends that you were already in love? Afterall, that might've saved one of them his heart!" The wizard with black hair yelled, whirling around to face the sobbing and shaking werewolf.
The smaller wizard was too hysteric to understand what Sirius was saying, so instead he dropped to his knees and sobbed, crying out, "Why should I!? I already know that you love someone else, and it's not me! You've been driving me crazy since you gave me your last chocolate bar in 2nd year! And now you drive me to tears every time I think of you with someone else, and that I can't have you! My thoughts revolve around you endlessly and now that I realize that you don't love me at all, this hole in my heart is eating away at the rest of my soul that you might never give me a chance to tell you how much I feel for you and that I can't bear to see you in anyone else's arms! I can love you so much more than anyone else can and I'm on the verge of dying from not being able to survive without you! I love you, Sirius....." The werewolf couldn't keep control on his emotions anymore and began to sob violently, his fist resting on the ground.
Sirius looked at his love with big brown eyes. Not only were those the most words he had ever heard the werewolf say in one breath, but they were the most precious words the Black had ever heard. Slowly, he knelt down across from the sobbing vision of beauty, wondering how he ever could have hated Moony, or how he could ever think that Remus didn't love him. The scruffy wizard reached out a hand and took the werewolf's tear-streaked chin, gently drawing the sobbing boy up to look into Sirius' deep brown eyes. There, the small wizard saw something he had never truly noticed about the eyes before, though he couldn't place the feeling.
Softly, Padfoot whispered soothingly to his love, "I have always loved you, Moony, there can never be anyone else... but are you telling me that I'm your angel?" Putting his other arm around the werewolf's middle, he gazed deeply into the angelic amber eyes. Sirius almost felt as though he were melting into his Moony's soul.
Remus blushed, his tears still falling down into his love's hand. He was just able to choke out, "You are my only angel, Sirius. You're the only one that could ever make me feel like this..."
Being unable to bear it any longer, the animagus scooped his love into his arms and held him tightly, leaning on the bed behind him. He was surprised at how right it felt, Remus in his arms, it was almost like holding a piece of heaven. But that was Moony, wasn't it? "Oh Remus....." Sirius whispered as his love wrapped two arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder. "I wish you would think higher of yourself, because I think you fell out of heaven for me."
Remus could only cry, not from hurt anymore, but from quiet joy. He had a love like no other, and no one would steal that from him. Even when they later lay sleeping in Sirius' bed, both wizard to his own pyjamas, the werewolf slept more soundly than he ever did, all because he knew he was loved by a very scruffy black-haired Marauder.
Well, what do you think? I AM continuing this, so don't worry. Next chapter is their first kiss~! Don't miss it~! You may want to review, because I won't let you near the fluff if you don't!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! I AM REVIEW-FLUFF GODDESS! ALL BOW TO ME!