Sorry this chapter is going to be short. But the next one is the last and I had absolutely no ideas for this one. I apologize. Oh, by the way, does anyone remember reading a fic that was on her a while back about Harry being a normal high school boy and he fell for Draco. It was a slash fic, one of my favorites, and I would like to know the author. There was another, one where Draco was half Veela and Harry was his mate, and I would like to know the author of that one, also. If anyone knows or knows of anyone who might, please email me at CanYouHearMyHeartyahoo.com. Thank you in advance for helping me. This has been driving me mad for weeks.
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 17
Remus's POV
I walk slowly back to the dorms. James is just heading out of the portrait hole as I try to walk through.
"Oh, sory, Moony," he says in a cheerful voice. How he can be cheerful while Sirius is unconscious, I will never know.
"Going somewhere, Prongs?"
"Just... nowhere."
With a smile, he walks off. He's up to something... I just know it... But whatever it is, it doesn't seem like he is going to tell me. Oh well, I only just used to be one of his best friends.
With a sigh, I fall back on my bed. I'm glad that I finally told Sirius, even though he was unconscious. It really took a load off my mind.
Somehow, I fall asleeep. Lord knows the bawling wore me out. I still can't believe I cried like that...
When I awae again, I desperately need a change of clothes. Dreams of Sirius on a bearskin rug, while overly used by cheesey pornos and romance stories, has caused me to... soil myself. I quickly changed into some of Sirius's clothes, his trunk being the closest one to me. As fast as I can, I run down to the laundary chute and drop my clothes off.
On the way back up, I hear noises. Snogging noises! The two guilty ones are tucked in an aclove, snogging each other senseless. A flash of auburn hair catches my eye. Then black. Could it be... no... James would never... Well, Lily would never be there with James, of all people! She can't stand im! I just dismiss the thought and continue on my way.
Just as I lay down, Sirius comes slamming upstairs. Before I can say anything to him, he lets out one of his "leave me alone" ishgs and flops down on his bed. Tears well up in his eyes. His face is set in determination that he won't cry. Sirius is so proud... Then they get to be too much for him and just fall. I can feel my heart breaking for him. So, it was Lily and James in that intimate place. I knew James would hurt him... Though I can understand. James is in love with Lily... like I am with Sirius...
"Sirius?"
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 17
Remus's POV
I walk slowly back to the dorms. James is just heading out of the portrait hole as I try to walk through.
"Oh, sory, Moony," he says in a cheerful voice. How he can be cheerful while Sirius is unconscious, I will never know.
"Going somewhere, Prongs?"
"Just... nowhere."
With a smile, he walks off. He's up to something... I just know it... But whatever it is, it doesn't seem like he is going to tell me. Oh well, I only just used to be one of his best friends.
With a sigh, I fall back on my bed. I'm glad that I finally told Sirius, even though he was unconscious. It really took a load off my mind.
Somehow, I fall asleeep. Lord knows the bawling wore me out. I still can't believe I cried like that...
When I awae again, I desperately need a change of clothes. Dreams of Sirius on a bearskin rug, while overly used by cheesey pornos and romance stories, has caused me to... soil myself. I quickly changed into some of Sirius's clothes, his trunk being the closest one to me. As fast as I can, I run down to the laundary chute and drop my clothes off.
On the way back up, I hear noises. Snogging noises! The two guilty ones are tucked in an aclove, snogging each other senseless. A flash of auburn hair catches my eye. Then black. Could it be... no... James would never... Well, Lily would never be there with James, of all people! She can't stand im! I just dismiss the thought and continue on my way.
Just as I lay down, Sirius comes slamming upstairs. Before I can say anything to him, he lets out one of his "leave me alone" ishgs and flops down on his bed. Tears well up in his eyes. His face is set in determination that he won't cry. Sirius is so proud... Then they get to be too much for him and just fall. I can feel my heart breaking for him. So, it was Lily and James in that intimate place. I knew James would hurt him... Though I can understand. James is in love with Lily... like I am with Sirius...
"Sirius?"