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"We can get through this together Rem. If anything, it'll bind us together more." Sirius said in confidence.

Remus couldn't believe how well Sirius was taking the revelation that they were werewolves. He was surprised Sirius was not upset with him, though that would change, life seemed to change in seconds with these two boys.

Everything seemed to erupt the past few days. They would be going to a school for witchcraft and wizardry and they were werewolves. Life would never be the same to either of them. Life would never be ordinary again, whether they wanted it to be or not.

A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I'm busy with schoolwork, and another story for fan fiction. Here is a little more of Sirius and Remus.

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Chapter 9: In between You

A fortnight had passed since Sirius and Remus learned they might be werewolves. Or rather that Remus was, no questions asked and that Sirius may or may not be.

Despite little knowledge of what "real was" in the magical world they had just been welcomed into, both boys had little knowledge of it. Both sets of parents, the Lupin's and The Black's attended Hogwarts. Their parents knew of magic far longer than Sirius and Remus had.

Remus, before secrets were set loose, was quite interested in mythology, as Sirius knew little. Remus, upon hearing "You are a werewolf," was in no way pleased. Remus had of course knew of werewolves prior to his discovery of his new identity, but now the revelation frighten him much— into hysterics in private, though he wouldn't dream of telling Sirius this, let alone allow Sirius to see him crumble.

Mrs. Lupin told Remus the morning he had caught her son biting Sirius to the extent of bleeding: "You will transform into a ferocious wolf. You will not be able to acknowledge friends or family from anything other than something to attack. The lust for blood and devouring will become physically painful. You will crave it. You will be addicted to blood, to flesh before and without tasting it on your lips."

Remus to say the least was lost for words.

While learning new aspects of being a werewolf and living as one he had a clear vision of what one was, and it terrified him. It was evident now that Remus would not be as lucky as Sirius, though for much different reasons. Not only did Remus inherit "bad/cursed" genes, Remus had been bitten himself. He had two reasons to be a werewolf now.

Remus was getting weaker as time passed, especially since a full moon was nearing. Sirius however showed no response to the bites. Yes, he was tired, but that was mostly brought on by lack of sleep and outings with Remus.

One evening, a week before full moon, in May Sirius was surprising Remus to a picnic lunch in the park. Remus was quite pale now; purple, puffy, patches were developing bellow his eyes, as sleep—deep sleep was becoming rare to him.

Remus was exhausted everyday, every minute he was awake. He had not had the pleasure of having R.E.M. sleep for over a year, but as he neared being 17 ½ years old, life seemed to grow more intense each day. In all honestly, Remus was feeling tormented by fear as each day chimed closer to his day- his ½ year birthday, his first full moon transformation. On that night, the transformation from boy to wolf would begin.

Sirius was feeling guilty for Remus—guilty he was not showing symptoms. Remus, nor Sirius understood why Sirius had not been cursed as well, and it was weighing down upon them both.

Sirius held his lovers hand loosely in his as they entered a park with marvelous trees. It was glorious in beauty. The trees within the picnic- park were thin and the color of vanilla ice cream. Leaves grew and remained towards the top, along with branches, as none touched it or even came close to reaching the ground bellow themselves. The air was muted from the creeping city smog by the subtle smell of petite, snowy trees and the lunch Sirius had packed for them both.

Everywhere the boys looked these trees were. Wild flowers grew in patches upon a field they would picnic.

Sirius choose a sunny spot in the middle of a green field, and attempted to help Remus to the ground.

"I'm not helpless Sirius!" Remus snapped.

Sirius ignored his friends' tone, and proceeded to unload a large picnic basket.

"I have brought chicken, Rem, you're fave. Pickles, potato salad, and some flower wine."

Remus looked at Sirius in sheer anger, though his transformation process hid more than half of the rage within himself.

"I made the sandwiches, stole the wine..." Sirius smiled at Remus. Remus glared in return.

"Well, that certainly makes up for everything!"

"Rem...."

"What? Watch it? I'm not afraid of you Sirius, though you should be afraid of me!"

"Remus, please calm down. Here," Sirius handed Remus half his sandwich. Remus, tossed it from Sirius' hand and remained glaring.

"I don't want your bloody sandwich!" Remus yelled, and attempted to get up, but couldn't as he fell to the ground off- balanced.

Sirius grabbed Remus with both hands, and held him in his arms till the anger he had, evaporated.

"I'm sorry Sirius." Remus whispered.

"Don't think on it Rem. It's not fair you have lycanthrophy and I don't. It's not fair there isn't a cure, but I'm here for you Rem... always."

Remus sighed and inhaled and exhaled deeply and loudly.

"I know it's not your fault. After all, I have two evidences going against me- bad genes, and the bite I received."

Remus paused, trying to word his thoughts properly. "I was upset with you at first—that you didn't get it as well.... but, I'm truly thankful I didn't pass it on to you."

Sirius held onto Remus securely- Remus sat in-between Sirius' legs; Sirius arms wrapped around Remus' middle, and Remus held onto those arms with his own. His head lie comfortly on Sirius' shoulder.

"You're going to get through this, Rem." Sirius said lightly.

Remus believed him even though Sirius had no proof or knowledge of werewolves or anything remotely related. Remus believed he'd live through it because Sirius did. Faith made all the difference.

"You're still every bit as bonk worthy, despite your feeble self." Sirius said, barely above a whisper.

Remus beamed in happiness.

During the day of the full moon night, Remus' parents were being especially kind and granted Remus the privilege of doing whatever he wished to do. Of course, there were some limitations:
"No wild parties, visits to brothels, or indulging in drugs. But anything else is fine with us." Mr. Lupin said in a chuckle.

"I'd just like to spend the day with Sirius." Remus replied.

Mr. and Mrs. Lupin were not surprised. Remus spent nearly everyday with Sirius.

The moon came quicker than Remus wanted. It rose into the sky beautifully, to others who saw it that night, but a burden to all who shared his condition.

Remus was chained down with muggle devices, and charms were placed upon him as well. Sirius promised to stay with him, and this he did.

The moon rose, and what was a fragile, young man transformed into a screeching monster.

End Of Chapter

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