DISCLAIMER: Don't own the concept, don't sue me, you're wasting your time.
I'm baaaack!! My first full-length fic!! Yay!! happy dance It's a bit Dangerous Liaisons, actually quite a lot like Dangerous Liaisons. It's AU, therefore Remus is a new student, it's 6th year and Sirius and James don't know Remus. Sorry to overly sensitive Sirius fans, yes he's evil in this fic, no I don't hate him, I love him with all my heart, but he's capable of being very evil. In my opinion. Yes. In other news, the second part of Three Colours, (one of my other fics, plz read it), Red, will be up soon (if it isn't already), with the third part, Black, coming soon. Cheers all!!
Beautiful People. Chances are you've met one, or if not, you know of one, or perhaps, if you're lucky, you are one. Truly beautiful people are few and far between, but you will know one when you see them. They rule the world, they twist everything to suit them, they ruin lives. Why? Because they can. Because they have the god-given right to. That is what they were born to do, created to do. They wouldn't have been given the gifts to do it if they weren't meant to. Without beautiful people, the world would not run as it does. Humanity needs people to love, to put on a pedestal, to worship. Beautiful people fill the pedestals, the altars and ultimately, people's hearts. They are wanted, they are needed.
Don't fall into the trap of believing a beautiful person is just beautiful. Though this is an essential part, it is not the only part needed. Too many of us have seen pretty girls and boys used, and destroyed. They are pretty looking, even beautiful but they lack what makes a beautiful person. The interior, the core. Beautiful people are rarely destroyed. It would be a lie to say that they are never destroyed, but it would also be lying to say that it is regularly done, still lying to say often. Beautiful people are very intelligent. They mightn't get the best marks at school, they might even fail, but they are socially smart.
They know how people's minds work, which is all the more important if they are to manipulate them. They are witty, charming and charismatic, and always receive mountains of attention. Whoever is with them loves the attention that is in turn, heaped upon them also. They are proud, bordering upon arrogant, but they will play this down considerably, so as not to appear arrogant. Arrogance is never an appealing trait for anyone to have. Therefore, they are fabulous actors, which is possibly one of the most important qualities for a beautiful person to have. All of this, grouped with fabulous good looks, and a great knowledge of human behaviour means that they are virtually unstoppable.
But how are they unstoppable? What do they do with these gifts? They destroy. Completely and utterly. You are only safe when they are getting what they want from you. Once that runs out, so has your safety. How do they destroy? Simple. They play on the most important, and most dangerous human emotion: love. Without love, beautiful people would have nothing to do. Mere mortals fall in love with their beauty, their charm, wit and charisma, their ability to say the right thing at exactly the right time, and the belief that the beautiful person loves them back. The beautiful person uses this emotion to get what the need: amusement, security, money. It works well for both sides, until the amusement or security runs out, in which case, the beautiful person crushes the mortal, like an insect under a shoe.
Beautiful people work alone. You will never see a beautiful person working with another beautiful person. Both would be too proud, too arrogant, too self absorbed and this would essentially destroy the partnership. Though they do, sometimes work with other mortals (as we will see a little later) and this can work very well. This is possibly the only pure friendship or relationship the beautiful person will ever have. This is important to them, but then again, they can always do without friends. Beautiful people are not popular, but untouchable. They are so far above all the other mortals that the mortals both fear and love them. But they can't have them. No one ever really has a beautiful person. They just think they do.
To give you an example of a beautiful person, we will use young Sirius Black. This 16-year-old boy has all the talents of a beautiful person, and has learnt how to harness them very well. He manipulated mortals as easily as they fell in love with him. Fabulous, dark good looks, coupled with an extraordinary acting talent (as good as any thespian) and an irresistible charm, he was the original temptation, the original sin. The entire student body (and some teachers) were in awe of him, so refined, yet so wild. He used this successfully to his advantage in many matters, not that he really needed it anyway. His family was rich, he was in no need of any security and he was amazingly gifted when it came to school work. What Sirius Black hated, though, was idleness. He absolutely despised being bored. So he and his best friend, James Potter, set out to seduce, manipulate and destroy the students, picking them off, like lions with straying antelope.
Now it must be said, for the record, that James Potter wasn't a beautiful person. It would never of worked if he had been. While Sirius had beauty, James was blessed with the social intelligence that Sirius also had. He could pick the ones to ruin, tell Sirius, who in turn would set to work and when the goal was achieved, Sirius was rewarded. They were a great team. Where Sirius was the action, James was the cool foresight and tactician. Where Sirius was the manipulator, the lover, James was the harmless friend, who drained all the important information from the victim. And where Sirius was the monster, the devils advocate, who destroyed the victim, James was the innocent, idly standing by. Together they were unstoppable.
"I'm bored". Sirius Black, slumped in a chair at the table his best friend is working at, dark eyes wandering, dark hair falling over the hollowed cheek.
"Really?" came the reply, from the boy at the desk, hunched over and scribbling quickly.
"Yes. I am so bored I think I might kill someone".
James looked up and laughed. "Go right ahead, that should be quite amusing".
"No. Changed my mind. Let's go for a walk", Sirius' eager eyes stared at James.
"I have to do this homework, I'll go later".
A look of outrage coloured Sirius' face. "You mean to say school work is more important than me?"
James looked up again. "Of course not love, but McGonnagal is going to castrate me and then give me three years detention if I don't get this done, which means fewer walks in the future".
Scowl. "Stupid bitch". Bored silence. "Then find me something to do".
James let out a heavy sigh. "Find yourself something to do".
"You know I can't do that".
"Oh Jesus". James slumped back in his chair and yawned hugely.
Now Sirius was always lucky and James considered himself on the lucky side of the scale, but nothing could have prepared the two for this. That moment, as if by fate, the Portrait hole swung open and in walked Professor McGonnagal and a teenage boy. This immediately captured the attention of the two boys, not because of McGonnagal, the two boys had seen her hundreds of times before, but the teenage boy, neither of them had ever seen him. This was clearly because the boy was new and for the record, we will tell you that his name was Remus Lupin. Thick golden hair, framed a pretty face, with deep amber eyes and a thin mouth. He looked a little tired; the circles under his eyes were quite prominent. He glanced around quite shyly and nodded at everything McGonnagal said, then walked quickly up the stairs, to his dormitory. She promptly left, a quick glance at the boys, warning them against any trouble they may cause.
The affect on the two boys was amazing. A cataclysmic change happened, right in that room. The air became thicker, more intoxicating, and James seemed to have forgotten he even had homework. Both stared at the staircase that the boy had gone up, eyes wide, deep in thought. Sirius broke the silence.
"New meat", he said, not even able to contain the grin breaking onto his face.
"You're evil", James said, but he couldn't contain his grin either. "You, you wouldn't".
"What, you don't want me to?" Sirius said in mock surprise. "And here I was, thinking you loved it when I brought in the kill".
"Oh I do, I do love", James replied, an amused look covering his face. "Can you do it?"
"Seduce him? What do I look like? A monster?" Sirius asked in mock horror.
"Yes, a perfectly beautiful monster, and I want you to seduce him", James said, eyes surveying Sirius' lithe form. "Make him love you".
Eyes lazy and predatory, Sirius returned the gaze. "Your wish is my command", he said, voice low and smooth. "Any rules?"
"No, no rules, it's always better without rules".
"Yes master", Sirius replied, as his eyes travelled back to the staircase the boy had gone up, smirk still plastered to his face.
"Oh Padfoot", James said, smirk covering his face as he looked at his beautiful friend. "I don't think you're going to be bored anymore".
Mwahahahaha! God I love them. Tell me if you think I'm evil for what I'm doing to poor Moony, or for what I'm doing to Sirius or James, if you love it, if you hate it, just tell me! In other words REVIEW!!!!!!