Another day, another chapter. This one is a little short, sorry. But I
think I'm having a breakthrough. Yay for me. Anyway, I'm gonna cut the
babble short this time. ^_~
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. K. Rowling. This story is not for profit, only reviews and an ego boost. ^_^!
Summary: On one hand, we have Remus: the quiet kind, a good boy. Mostly doing what's right. Sure, he's gay. No one knows about it. But now he's in love. On the other hand, Sirius: the troublemaker, gay, in love, much like Remus. The odds keep them apart, but can Fate bring them together?
Chapter 10
Sirius's POV
I can't believe my eyes. Why is that girl hugging Moony? And she even has the nerve to steal my seat so that she can sit beside him. She acts as if she is his girlfriend. I know that isn't true, though.
"Why is Hope Moon hanging out with Remus," James asks as we sit at lunch. "She's a Ravenclaw, not to mention that she's on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. She's knows he's friends with me, and she hates me."
"Perhaps she fancies him," Peter suggests. "She sure acts like it."
"Then we just have to divert her intrest," I say. "Think we can come up with a spell to turn her off from Remus?"
"Well, I'm sure we could. We've done similar before."
"Then let's get working on it, Prongs."
James looks at me strangely. I have no clue what is wrong with me. I hate the idea of that floozie hanging on Remus, spending all of her time stuck by his side.
Sitting under our tree, I can't help but glare at her. How dare she... She looks back at me, and then draws Remus's attention to us as well.
"Shove the parchment away, Prongs," I say. "They're looking over here."
James does as I say. Remus knows we're up to something. I can tell by the look in his eyes. He goes back to his work after a stern look to us.
Later that night as I'm in James's arms, all I can think of is Remus. Even as James's lips trail over my neck, those light brown eyes haunt me.
"What's wrong, Sirius?"
"It's nothing, James. Nothing at all."
"Something is on your mind, Sirius. You know you can tell me if something is wrong."
"Just thinking. I have a lot on my mind. Sorry."
James looks at me doubtfully. How can I tell him that even after our stolen time in this classroom, Remus is the one troubling my mind? I can't even explain it to myself! Lately Remus is all I ever think about and it scares me to death.
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. K. Rowling. This story is not for profit, only reviews and an ego boost. ^_^!
Summary: On one hand, we have Remus: the quiet kind, a good boy. Mostly doing what's right. Sure, he's gay. No one knows about it. But now he's in love. On the other hand, Sirius: the troublemaker, gay, in love, much like Remus. The odds keep them apart, but can Fate bring them together?
Chapter 10
Sirius's POV
I can't believe my eyes. Why is that girl hugging Moony? And she even has the nerve to steal my seat so that she can sit beside him. She acts as if she is his girlfriend. I know that isn't true, though.
"Why is Hope Moon hanging out with Remus," James asks as we sit at lunch. "She's a Ravenclaw, not to mention that she's on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. She's knows he's friends with me, and she hates me."
"Perhaps she fancies him," Peter suggests. "She sure acts like it."
"Then we just have to divert her intrest," I say. "Think we can come up with a spell to turn her off from Remus?"
"Well, I'm sure we could. We've done similar before."
"Then let's get working on it, Prongs."
James looks at me strangely. I have no clue what is wrong with me. I hate the idea of that floozie hanging on Remus, spending all of her time stuck by his side.
Sitting under our tree, I can't help but glare at her. How dare she... She looks back at me, and then draws Remus's attention to us as well.
"Shove the parchment away, Prongs," I say. "They're looking over here."
James does as I say. Remus knows we're up to something. I can tell by the look in his eyes. He goes back to his work after a stern look to us.
Later that night as I'm in James's arms, all I can think of is Remus. Even as James's lips trail over my neck, those light brown eyes haunt me.
"What's wrong, Sirius?"
"It's nothing, James. Nothing at all."
"Something is on your mind, Sirius. You know you can tell me if something is wrong."
"Just thinking. I have a lot on my mind. Sorry."
James looks at me doubtfully. How can I tell him that even after our stolen time in this classroom, Remus is the one troubling my mind? I can't even explain it to myself! Lately Remus is all I ever think about and it scares me to death.