Okay, sorry for the wait you guys. I was waiting for more reviews.
Which I didn't get. . . But that's not the point. The point is that I'm
here now to bring you the next chapter in which I will continue to torture
poor Remus. I only torment him because I love him so much. So, without
anymore of my babbling, here are my comments to my reviewers!
LilaStar: I'm glad you liked it. I happen to like writing cliffies, but that's just me being evil. I'll see what I can do about the chapters. They'll get a bit longer in the future, so don't worry. And there will be quite a few of them if I have any say about it (Which I do since I'm writing this story.) So as long as people keep reading, I'll keep writing.
Polkat: Yeah, I love Remie and Siri-siri, too! (My lovely pet names for them) They're hard NOT to love. Thanks for liking my idea just coming out and admitting that he's gay to himself. There will be more of him admitting that he's gay in the future. Maybe this time outloud. Hope you enjoy this in the future.
Give the World for Mr. Black: Here's your update! ^_^
animechick: Brilliant? Thanks. I didn't think that it was brilliant. But hey, if you say so. Thank you for the positive support!
Now on with the next chapter!
Chapter 2 --------------
Sirius' POV
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I was walking, day-dreaming, through the hallways, barely paying attention to where I was going. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
It was some time ago that I realized that I had no intrest in girls. The gentler sex did nothing for me. And right from the first moment I knew I went for men, I knew I liked James Potter. I had no problem admitting that. James was extremly attractive, talented and funny. Sure, he was a bit on the arrogant side. What teenage man wasn't? But it was just my luck that James was straight and fancied Lily Evans. Still, I could dream, couldn't I? Or, day-dream, as the case would be.
At this time, I knew I should be in class. I had made a small detour to the bathroom and spent ten minutes bewitching all of the toilets to swallow whatever sat on them. Oh, James would be sorry he'd missed that. He had run off after Lily in hopes of finally getting her to go on a date with him. Why couldn't James just give up? Didn't he know by now that I was fond of him? I suppose not. And maybe if he did, he just wasn't used to the idea. I had time. He would come around.
Who is that on the floor, picking up their parchment and other school crud? Remus? Mr.Prefect himself?! This is rich! I'm gonna scare him good!
I finish walking down the stairs, mimicking the footsteps of the janitor, Filch. Look at Remus' shoulders tense! He's probably thinking he's got a detention coming to him. Time to put the poor chap you of his misery.
"Oh, hey, Moony," I say nonchalantly. He freezes in place. I got him good that time.
I bend down to help him pick up his things. The strap to his booksack broke. His mum just got him that for his birthday. Slowly, he turns his face towards me. His eyes, eyes that were much too old for a sixteen-year-old, were wide with fear.
"Hey, Moony, take it easy," I say. What's wrong with him? I know I didn't scare him that bad.
He snaps out of his chance and shakes his head, light brown hair shining in the sun that's spilling in through the windows.
"Yeah," he says, "yeah, I'm good, Padfoot. You just startled me is all. Thought you were Flich."
I clap him on the back and help him to his feet. He's looking rather on the pale side. Well, there is a full moon coming up. I didn't give him that much of a fright, did I? Nah.
"Let's get to class, Padfoot," he says quietly. Before I can say anything in reply, he walks off hurriedly. Amused, I follow him to class.
The door to the Charms classroom opens and tiny Professor Flitwick is staring up at us.
"You are late for class, Mr. Black," Flitwick says. Remus is hunched over behind me, attemtping to tie the ends of the broken strap together. Flitwick hasn't seen him yet.
"Yes sir, I am," I reply casually.
"Well, come in." He moves aside for me. "I shall have to take five points from Gryffindor for your tardiness, Mr. Black."
I walk casually into the room and it's then that Flitwick sees Remus.
"Mr. Lupin," he scolds lightly. "You also? I expect more from a prefect! Another five points from Gryffindor."
The Gryffindors in the room groan in unison. James and I are always getting points taken away from the house. Gryffindor was already at the tail-end of the point race. What was ten more points?
Remus and I take our seats by James and Peter. I whisper my tale of the newly bewitched people-eating toilets to James. Yeah, he likes this. He suggests that we stick Severus Snape into one, head-first. I love this idea.
I glance over at Remus then do a double take. His face is flushed and he looks palier than Professor Binns. Something isn't right here.
"Moony?" My whispered voice is filled with anxiety.
He is still looking at the front of the class like he didn't hear me. Cautiously, I reach out and shake his shoulder. His whole body jerks at my touch and his face whips towards me. I've caught him off guard.
"Moony, you all right?"
James turns his attention to Moony then. Peter, first glancing at James, turns his mousey eyes on Moony. Half the class has their attention on poor Remus now. He looks ready to faint.
"Mr. Lupin," Professor Flitwick says, stopping his lesson completly and staring, concerned, at Moony. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" No answer from Moony. "Mr. Black, escort Mr. Lupin to the Hospital Wing. Go now."
I nod and firmly grasp Moony's elbow. He trembles. I quickly drag him out of the classroom and down the hall. Something is wrong and I have no clue what it is.
LilaStar: I'm glad you liked it. I happen to like writing cliffies, but that's just me being evil. I'll see what I can do about the chapters. They'll get a bit longer in the future, so don't worry. And there will be quite a few of them if I have any say about it (Which I do since I'm writing this story.) So as long as people keep reading, I'll keep writing.
Polkat: Yeah, I love Remie and Siri-siri, too! (My lovely pet names for them) They're hard NOT to love. Thanks for liking my idea just coming out and admitting that he's gay to himself. There will be more of him admitting that he's gay in the future. Maybe this time outloud. Hope you enjoy this in the future.
Give the World for Mr. Black: Here's your update! ^_^
animechick: Brilliant? Thanks. I didn't think that it was brilliant. But hey, if you say so. Thank you for the positive support!
Now on with the next chapter!
Chapter 2 --------------
Sirius' POV
(\ 0 /) ( /_\ )
I was walking, day-dreaming, through the hallways, barely paying attention to where I was going. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
It was some time ago that I realized that I had no intrest in girls. The gentler sex did nothing for me. And right from the first moment I knew I went for men, I knew I liked James Potter. I had no problem admitting that. James was extremly attractive, talented and funny. Sure, he was a bit on the arrogant side. What teenage man wasn't? But it was just my luck that James was straight and fancied Lily Evans. Still, I could dream, couldn't I? Or, day-dream, as the case would be.
At this time, I knew I should be in class. I had made a small detour to the bathroom and spent ten minutes bewitching all of the toilets to swallow whatever sat on them. Oh, James would be sorry he'd missed that. He had run off after Lily in hopes of finally getting her to go on a date with him. Why couldn't James just give up? Didn't he know by now that I was fond of him? I suppose not. And maybe if he did, he just wasn't used to the idea. I had time. He would come around.
Who is that on the floor, picking up their parchment and other school crud? Remus? Mr.Prefect himself?! This is rich! I'm gonna scare him good!
I finish walking down the stairs, mimicking the footsteps of the janitor, Filch. Look at Remus' shoulders tense! He's probably thinking he's got a detention coming to him. Time to put the poor chap you of his misery.
"Oh, hey, Moony," I say nonchalantly. He freezes in place. I got him good that time.
I bend down to help him pick up his things. The strap to his booksack broke. His mum just got him that for his birthday. Slowly, he turns his face towards me. His eyes, eyes that were much too old for a sixteen-year-old, were wide with fear.
"Hey, Moony, take it easy," I say. What's wrong with him? I know I didn't scare him that bad.
He snaps out of his chance and shakes his head, light brown hair shining in the sun that's spilling in through the windows.
"Yeah," he says, "yeah, I'm good, Padfoot. You just startled me is all. Thought you were Flich."
I clap him on the back and help him to his feet. He's looking rather on the pale side. Well, there is a full moon coming up. I didn't give him that much of a fright, did I? Nah.
"Let's get to class, Padfoot," he says quietly. Before I can say anything in reply, he walks off hurriedly. Amused, I follow him to class.
The door to the Charms classroom opens and tiny Professor Flitwick is staring up at us.
"You are late for class, Mr. Black," Flitwick says. Remus is hunched over behind me, attemtping to tie the ends of the broken strap together. Flitwick hasn't seen him yet.
"Yes sir, I am," I reply casually.
"Well, come in." He moves aside for me. "I shall have to take five points from Gryffindor for your tardiness, Mr. Black."
I walk casually into the room and it's then that Flitwick sees Remus.
"Mr. Lupin," he scolds lightly. "You also? I expect more from a prefect! Another five points from Gryffindor."
The Gryffindors in the room groan in unison. James and I are always getting points taken away from the house. Gryffindor was already at the tail-end of the point race. What was ten more points?
Remus and I take our seats by James and Peter. I whisper my tale of the newly bewitched people-eating toilets to James. Yeah, he likes this. He suggests that we stick Severus Snape into one, head-first. I love this idea.
I glance over at Remus then do a double take. His face is flushed and he looks palier than Professor Binns. Something isn't right here.
"Moony?" My whispered voice is filled with anxiety.
He is still looking at the front of the class like he didn't hear me. Cautiously, I reach out and shake his shoulder. His whole body jerks at my touch and his face whips towards me. I've caught him off guard.
"Moony, you all right?"
James turns his attention to Moony then. Peter, first glancing at James, turns his mousey eyes on Moony. Half the class has their attention on poor Remus now. He looks ready to faint.
"Mr. Lupin," Professor Flitwick says, stopping his lesson completly and staring, concerned, at Moony. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" No answer from Moony. "Mr. Black, escort Mr. Lupin to the Hospital Wing. Go now."
I nod and firmly grasp Moony's elbow. He trembles. I quickly drag him out of the classroom and down the hall. Something is wrong and I have no clue what it is.