So here we are again. Ready for another chapter? FF.Net decided to take my
disclaimer chapter off, which was actually a blessing. I had been meaning
to do the exact same thing, but I was too lazy to get around to it. THANK
YOU FANFICTION.NET! This creates for a little less confusion, I think. So,
anyway, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I own no one from the Harry Potter stories. Everything from that series that may be mentioned in this story belong to J. K. Rowling. This is not for financial gain.
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 11
Remus's POV
I'm sitting alone in the Common's Room, trying to finish a Muggle Studies papr. It is due tomorrow. I glance at my watch. Make that today. It is four in the morning. I have to finish this paper!
I came down here to concentrate. Peter's snores are too distracting. But I can't concentrate here either. Sirius and James aren't in their beds. I have no doubts about what they are off doing, and I am worried about them getting caught. Can I not concentrate anywhere?!
Being with Hope helps me concentrate. She will talk away about anything and everything, leaving me with a way to foucs solely on my work. She doesn't mind if my only response is a few grunts of recognition. There is an unspoken understanding between the two of us. We don't have to tell each other what's on our minds; we already know. Its great to be around someone like that. Maybe I'll go find her... She's probably in the Prefect's Bathroom...
I gather my things. Just as I reach it, the Portrait Hole swings open, revealing a most unexpected and unwelcome sight. Sirius and James are standing right there, snogging each other senseless. Keep yourself together, Remus! Something like this was bound to happen. All I can think of to do is clear my throat. The two practically fly away from one another.
"Uh...hi, Remus," James stutters. "I... We can explain... There is a very good explination! Right, Sirius?"
Sirius doesn't answer. He can only stare at the shocked expression on my face.
"You don't need to explain," I say, my tone expressing anger and a hint of jealousy. "I get what's going on. Now, if you'll excuse me..."
"Don't you take that tone with him, Remus," Sirius snaps. "I'm sure you're doing the same with that little tart you've been sneaking out to meet lately!"
"Sirius, Hope and I are just friends, nothing more."
"Oh yes, I forgot. Your secret. Let me tell you, Remus, its not as secret as you would like to think!"
I can feel the color drain from my face. James looks between Sirius and I, confused. He doesn't know...
"We've got a Quidditch game today, Remus. Who are you gonna cheer for? Your girlfriend or your House's team?"
"Sirius, that's enough," James says. "What's wrong with you two? Stop fighting, please!"
"Why don't you just blow my heart to pieces, Sirius," I say savagely. Its the wolf in me talking. Before questions can be asked, I run down the hallway.
Hope is in the bathroom just as I thought. I am close to tears when I enter.
"Remus! What's wrong?!"
She hugs me tightly as I tell her of my encounter with Sirius. By the time I'm finished, tears are leaking from my eyes.
"Ssh, its okay. I'm sure there's a reason for this, Remus. Its going to be clear soon."
"I can think of a reason," I say, wiping my eyes. "Sirius is a jerk. He's trampled my heart and didn't bat an eye while doing it. I was about to tell him that I love him... How stupid am I?!"
"You're not stupid, Remus," Hope soothes. No matter how soothing her voice is, she can never put back the pieces of my broken heart...
Disclaimer: I own no one from the Harry Potter stories. Everything from that series that may be mentioned in this story belong to J. K. Rowling. This is not for financial gain.
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 11
Remus's POV
I'm sitting alone in the Common's Room, trying to finish a Muggle Studies papr. It is due tomorrow. I glance at my watch. Make that today. It is four in the morning. I have to finish this paper!
I came down here to concentrate. Peter's snores are too distracting. But I can't concentrate here either. Sirius and James aren't in their beds. I have no doubts about what they are off doing, and I am worried about them getting caught. Can I not concentrate anywhere?!
Being with Hope helps me concentrate. She will talk away about anything and everything, leaving me with a way to foucs solely on my work. She doesn't mind if my only response is a few grunts of recognition. There is an unspoken understanding between the two of us. We don't have to tell each other what's on our minds; we already know. Its great to be around someone like that. Maybe I'll go find her... She's probably in the Prefect's Bathroom...
I gather my things. Just as I reach it, the Portrait Hole swings open, revealing a most unexpected and unwelcome sight. Sirius and James are standing right there, snogging each other senseless. Keep yourself together, Remus! Something like this was bound to happen. All I can think of to do is clear my throat. The two practically fly away from one another.
"Uh...hi, Remus," James stutters. "I... We can explain... There is a very good explination! Right, Sirius?"
Sirius doesn't answer. He can only stare at the shocked expression on my face.
"You don't need to explain," I say, my tone expressing anger and a hint of jealousy. "I get what's going on. Now, if you'll excuse me..."
"Don't you take that tone with him, Remus," Sirius snaps. "I'm sure you're doing the same with that little tart you've been sneaking out to meet lately!"
"Sirius, Hope and I are just friends, nothing more."
"Oh yes, I forgot. Your secret. Let me tell you, Remus, its not as secret as you would like to think!"
I can feel the color drain from my face. James looks between Sirius and I, confused. He doesn't know...
"We've got a Quidditch game today, Remus. Who are you gonna cheer for? Your girlfriend or your House's team?"
"Sirius, that's enough," James says. "What's wrong with you two? Stop fighting, please!"
"Why don't you just blow my heart to pieces, Sirius," I say savagely. Its the wolf in me talking. Before questions can be asked, I run down the hallway.
Hope is in the bathroom just as I thought. I am close to tears when I enter.
"Remus! What's wrong?!"
She hugs me tightly as I tell her of my encounter with Sirius. By the time I'm finished, tears are leaking from my eyes.
"Ssh, its okay. I'm sure there's a reason for this, Remus. Its going to be clear soon."
"I can think of a reason," I say, wiping my eyes. "Sirius is a jerk. He's trampled my heart and didn't bat an eye while doing it. I was about to tell him that I love him... How stupid am I?!"
"You're not stupid, Remus," Hope soothes. No matter how soothing her voice is, she can never put back the pieces of my broken heart...