A Twist of Events
By IsisFireDancer
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. There is slash in this story, so if you don't like it, don't read it. For a summary of the plot, read the summary. I apologise in advance for any mistakes I make (grammatical or plot-wise) but I am only human (and a over-heated, dehydrated human at that!). If you have any questions (within reason) about the story, leave me a review. Enjoy...
CHAPTER 1: Introducing...
REMUS POV
I was sitting in my favourite armchair in front of the fire. All my friends surrounded me. I was in the middle of sixth year at the world's top wizarding school, Hogwarts.
But I wasn't like my friends. I was a werewolf. And, to make things just that little bit more complicated, I was deeply in love with my best friend. My best friend is male. And so am I.
I've been in love with Sirius since, well... Since I first met him. I was immediately attracted to everything about him; the way his ebony hair fell into his amaranthine eyes and the way he pushed it back with his hands. I was in love with everything about him and his personality. How I longed to run my hands through his hair and have him hold me, whispering tokens of affection in my ear.
But I know that I can never have this. Every day of my life is lived in a land of living dreams. But, I suppose that these dreams keep me sane. Living in the world of fantasy is all that I can really do. So I suppose that everyone else's views of fantasy would be my view of reality. My life is a ritual and I'm subject to it's every order. I'm a dictation and I hate it.
I look over at Sirius now, the joy of my life. But I know that the one thing I desire above all is unattainable, therefore making my life pointless. Upon realising this, my life spiralled steadily downwards and burrowed further into the stinking depths of depression. The only way to get out of this situation is to work. It's my way of escaping.
Right now, I had no more work to do because I had finished it all earlier. So, instead, I sat and thought about the deteriorating state of life.
I looked around me, James and his girlfriend Lily were curled up in each other's arms on the nearest sofa and Peter was playing exploding snap with Sirius. I sighed and wished for company. It seemed that the only company available was in the form of my parchment and quill.
SIRIUS POV
The pack exploded in Peter's face with a loud bang. Peter decided that he had had enough of Exploding Snap and so went upstairs to the dorm. Lily and James followed his lead, leaving only Remus and me in the Common Room.
I got up and walked over to Remus, determined to find out what he was up to. Lately, he had seemed very withdrawn from the group, keeping to the company of his books. I wanted to find out what it was that was troubling him.
He was writing something incredibly quickly on a spare piece of parchment. His eyes never left the page, as if his life depended on writing this text. He did not notice me approaching him from the other side of the fireplace. What was so important and absorbed so much energy? I was going to find out.
"What are you writing?" I asked quietly. His head snapped up and he abruptly stopped his erratic scribbling. He smiled weakly and folded the parchment, tucking it away.
"Nothing of importance," he replied, obviously lying. I looked at him suspiciously. Why was he acting like this? Remus never kept secrets from us, from me. He wasn't a good enough liar. Well, it looked like this secret would also be discovered soon.
"You looked pretty absorbed in it. You didn't even notice me come over to talk to you. Can I see it? I mean, if it's so unimportant then you won't mind me reading it will you?" He looked at me with an expression of tired terror. "What's with you recently Remus? I feel like you're not with us any more; you avoid all possible human contact and I haven't seen you smile since... I don't even know when! Tell me what the matter is!" Silence filled the room. "REMUS! TALK TO ME, GOD DAMN IT!"
"Sirius, the one thing I desire more than anything in this world is impossible for me to have. You have no idea how much it hurts. It's killing me."
"I don't know because you don't tell me! What is it that you desire more than anything? Tell me and be done with it! I can't take the tension between us!" I sat down in the armchair opposite him.
"Sirius, you're the one person I can't tell. Don't you see that? I'm sorry, I truly am."
He left me puzzled as he pulled himself up the stairs to our dorm. Why was I the only one that he couldn't tell??? I was so confused. I had to find out why he couldn't tell me. I decided that it was no use just sitting here, stewing in my own uncertainty. I would talk to Remus tomorrow.
I walked up the stairs wearily, hoping for a good night's sleep and some escape from my problems. I entered the dorm as quietly as possible, hoping not to disturb anyone. I could hear the heavy breathing of several sleepers, so I knew I had succeeded. I climbed into bed after changing quickly. The last thing I heard before sleep took me was the mournful sound of Remus sobbing across the room. I sighed, feeling uneasy but unable to help him at that moment.
AN: What do you all think??? Cake is on offer for any reviewers!!! Think of the CAKE people! Seriously, it's really helpful for me and it only takes a second. Feel free to email me with any questions or whatever. I wrote this whilst listening to Linkin Park-they rule! I have no idea when I will next be able to update but I'll try to do so soon. Feel free to check out my other stories. Have a good one and take care!
By IsisFireDancer
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. There is slash in this story, so if you don't like it, don't read it. For a summary of the plot, read the summary. I apologise in advance for any mistakes I make (grammatical or plot-wise) but I am only human (and a over-heated, dehydrated human at that!). If you have any questions (within reason) about the story, leave me a review. Enjoy...
CHAPTER 1: Introducing...
REMUS POV
I was sitting in my favourite armchair in front of the fire. All my friends surrounded me. I was in the middle of sixth year at the world's top wizarding school, Hogwarts.
But I wasn't like my friends. I was a werewolf. And, to make things just that little bit more complicated, I was deeply in love with my best friend. My best friend is male. And so am I.
I've been in love with Sirius since, well... Since I first met him. I was immediately attracted to everything about him; the way his ebony hair fell into his amaranthine eyes and the way he pushed it back with his hands. I was in love with everything about him and his personality. How I longed to run my hands through his hair and have him hold me, whispering tokens of affection in my ear.
But I know that I can never have this. Every day of my life is lived in a land of living dreams. But, I suppose that these dreams keep me sane. Living in the world of fantasy is all that I can really do. So I suppose that everyone else's views of fantasy would be my view of reality. My life is a ritual and I'm subject to it's every order. I'm a dictation and I hate it.
I look over at Sirius now, the joy of my life. But I know that the one thing I desire above all is unattainable, therefore making my life pointless. Upon realising this, my life spiralled steadily downwards and burrowed further into the stinking depths of depression. The only way to get out of this situation is to work. It's my way of escaping.
Right now, I had no more work to do because I had finished it all earlier. So, instead, I sat and thought about the deteriorating state of life.
I looked around me, James and his girlfriend Lily were curled up in each other's arms on the nearest sofa and Peter was playing exploding snap with Sirius. I sighed and wished for company. It seemed that the only company available was in the form of my parchment and quill.
SIRIUS POV
The pack exploded in Peter's face with a loud bang. Peter decided that he had had enough of Exploding Snap and so went upstairs to the dorm. Lily and James followed his lead, leaving only Remus and me in the Common Room.
I got up and walked over to Remus, determined to find out what he was up to. Lately, he had seemed very withdrawn from the group, keeping to the company of his books. I wanted to find out what it was that was troubling him.
He was writing something incredibly quickly on a spare piece of parchment. His eyes never left the page, as if his life depended on writing this text. He did not notice me approaching him from the other side of the fireplace. What was so important and absorbed so much energy? I was going to find out.
"What are you writing?" I asked quietly. His head snapped up and he abruptly stopped his erratic scribbling. He smiled weakly and folded the parchment, tucking it away.
"Nothing of importance," he replied, obviously lying. I looked at him suspiciously. Why was he acting like this? Remus never kept secrets from us, from me. He wasn't a good enough liar. Well, it looked like this secret would also be discovered soon.
"You looked pretty absorbed in it. You didn't even notice me come over to talk to you. Can I see it? I mean, if it's so unimportant then you won't mind me reading it will you?" He looked at me with an expression of tired terror. "What's with you recently Remus? I feel like you're not with us any more; you avoid all possible human contact and I haven't seen you smile since... I don't even know when! Tell me what the matter is!" Silence filled the room. "REMUS! TALK TO ME, GOD DAMN IT!"
"Sirius, the one thing I desire more than anything in this world is impossible for me to have. You have no idea how much it hurts. It's killing me."
"I don't know because you don't tell me! What is it that you desire more than anything? Tell me and be done with it! I can't take the tension between us!" I sat down in the armchair opposite him.
"Sirius, you're the one person I can't tell. Don't you see that? I'm sorry, I truly am."
He left me puzzled as he pulled himself up the stairs to our dorm. Why was I the only one that he couldn't tell??? I was so confused. I had to find out why he couldn't tell me. I decided that it was no use just sitting here, stewing in my own uncertainty. I would talk to Remus tomorrow.
I walked up the stairs wearily, hoping for a good night's sleep and some escape from my problems. I entered the dorm as quietly as possible, hoping not to disturb anyone. I could hear the heavy breathing of several sleepers, so I knew I had succeeded. I climbed into bed after changing quickly. The last thing I heard before sleep took me was the mournful sound of Remus sobbing across the room. I sighed, feeling uneasy but unable to help him at that moment.
AN: What do you all think??? Cake is on offer for any reviewers!!! Think of the CAKE people! Seriously, it's really helpful for me and it only takes a second. Feel free to email me with any questions or whatever. I wrote this whilst listening to Linkin Park-they rule! I have no idea when I will next be able to update but I'll try to do so soon. Feel free to check out my other stories. Have a good one and take care!