Author's Note: WOW! Been a long time, no? Ah, I just felt like writing. May
not be as good as I hoped, but check it out. It's in Remus's POV,
obviously. Hope he's alright.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P
"Moons, you realize when if you pile that many books on one table that if you were to place a feather on it, it'd collapse, right?"
"Sirius, I've only got so much time until the test, I need to cram as much as I can..." I mumbled quietly, grabbing the next book and laying it on top of the other, speed-reading.
"You've got a week," Sirius laughed, pushing the books aside and sitting in their absence. I made a small noise, but I'm sure he didn't hear it. " Come on and play with me!!"
" Padfoot, you'd know I'd love to, but I really don't think I'm at all up to it." I motioned to the 'glass' ceiling above as three quarters of a most beautiful and terrible orb passed overhead in a tortuously slow path. He whimpered and I could see why he chose a canine for his project to become and animagi. They still hadn't managed to work it out. "No, Siri." Another whimper and a slide into my lap. "I said no."
" We won't have to go anywhere. We could play chess or you could watch me play quidditch," Sirius pleaded. "Aaaaaaaaaaanything, pleeeeeeeeeease!"
"Where's James or Peter?"
"They're off in McGonagall asking for some extra help on Transfiguration spells, sort of a sneaky way to ask about animagus spells," Sirius said offhandedly.
I forced myself not to sigh or roll my eyes. No wonder Sirius was here. He only came to me if James was busy. I think I felt a lot closer to him than he did to me, but I accepted that a long time ago.
" I told you guys I didn't want that..." I told him calmly.
" If we become animagi, then---"
"Sirius, it's too dangerous, okay? Just--er, don't worry about me, okay?" I muttered, reaching for another book over Sirius's shoulder. He grabbed my arm and grinned.
"You know I can't do that," he replied. "Now come on, Remus, let's go play chess or Snap----"
"Paddy, it's 9:00..."
"And the Great Hall's gonna close any second now, so you'll have to leave one way or another. And we might as well go now and make the best of the night---besides, I'm on a sugar-induced high. Better make the best of it."
There was no objecting. Literally. He covered my mouth, jumped off me and I was pulled along. I was only lucky he didn't pick me up, or I'd never get my books.
"Sirius, you go on ahead and I'll meet you in a second," I called, going back to the table.
"You promise!?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure!!!"
I turned around and got my books, some of them knocked underneath the table or on the other side of it. When I lifted myself up and turned around I saw a very, very black mass of hair. I would have mistaken it for Sirius if I didn't take a second look and remember he was already gone. I moved over, around the benches and empty tables to the black mop, curiously investigating this living janitorial equipment. A pair of hemitites surrounded by garnets where I imagined would be diamonds stared up from the mop as it reared its head to look at me, revealing cream-colored skin, drawn tight from stress and tears around fragile bones. It was almost frightening to see this mop arise with these salt-tears and tight mouth.
"What do you want, werewolf?" he spat, putting his hand parallel with his eyebrow so as to hide himself. I only smiled slightly, calmly thinking to myself what a mistake it was to investigate the friend of a broom.
"Severus?" I asked politely. "What's wrong?"
"Fuck you, it's none of your business," he mumbled, hair falling onto the paper again as he hurriedly wrote.
"...Suit yourself." I knew better than to persist when someone is crying. Especially if that someone would gladly put silver in your papercut. " But you know, Severus, if you ever would like to talk sometime, I'm not like the other guys. I think that perhaps, I might even venture to say that...well, you and I aren't so---"
"Would you just fuck off, hybrid?" Severus demanded, making an imaptient hand gesture with one finger. I nodded slowly and walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So, did Snape try to hex you as you got your 'quipment?" Sirius asked as I walked into the common room. He was already sitting down at the chessboard, boncing up and down like a little boy waiting to play.
"You knew he was there!?
"Yeah. I tried to get you away from him before he got the chance, love. But, hey, it was your choice," Paddy laughed. "He's such an asshole..."
I looked at Sirius and then back at the ground, setting my books on the table. I waltzed over to the chessboard, sat down, and watched him move the pawn .
"He was very upset, you know. I couldn't tell why...He's never really happy, though..." My pawn now.
"Snivellus and happy just never mixed. You shouldn't waste your time with that sod." His knight moved in an L. How ironic.
" You shouldn't be so rude to him." My queen.
"And you still shouldn't be so nice." His bishop. "It'll get you in trouble some day. " My pawn. "Try some aggression." His bishop taking my pawn.
"What did he ever do, anyway?" My rook.
"He was an idiot. Simple." His queen. My rook taking his queen.
"How could you be such a bastard, Siri?" His rook on the rampage, taking a knight. "You admit that there's no reason to torture him." My queen moving across the board.
" You don't know the half of it, Remus--" A pawn gone, broken by his bishop.
"Why don't you just tell me?" A pawn.
"It's not for me to tell." A rook.
"Why!?" Rook gone, bishop moving.
"Listen, Remus!" Bishop taken by pawn. "I may hate the guy, but--" queen moving--" I think maybe James or--" queen gone by other rook--" Peter, they knew first--" pawn.
"Knew what?" Pawn. Rook. Bishop. Pawn. King. His rook.
" Knew that---" bishop. rook. King.
"Sirius--" Rook. Bishop. Pawn. Pawn. King."---just tell me already!"
" That Snivellus is fuckin' in love with you, Moony!!!!"
A checkmate by Sirius, the game was over with a crash of cement broken by the rook. I didn't look at him, I just stared at the broken King and Queen, the battlefield. I stood up as best I could, feeling quite nauseated. I'm sure my face was whiter than ever, transparent even. I took one look down at Sirius, who was looking up at me innocently and with concern.
"Remmie...Sit down, let's talk--"
I just sighed, holding my throat and strolled up to the dorm bathroom as quickly and calmly as I could. I could actually taste the blood in my mouth mixed with the stomach acid.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P
"Moons, you realize when if you pile that many books on one table that if you were to place a feather on it, it'd collapse, right?"
"Sirius, I've only got so much time until the test, I need to cram as much as I can..." I mumbled quietly, grabbing the next book and laying it on top of the other, speed-reading.
"You've got a week," Sirius laughed, pushing the books aside and sitting in their absence. I made a small noise, but I'm sure he didn't hear it. " Come on and play with me!!"
" Padfoot, you'd know I'd love to, but I really don't think I'm at all up to it." I motioned to the 'glass' ceiling above as three quarters of a most beautiful and terrible orb passed overhead in a tortuously slow path. He whimpered and I could see why he chose a canine for his project to become and animagi. They still hadn't managed to work it out. "No, Siri." Another whimper and a slide into my lap. "I said no."
" We won't have to go anywhere. We could play chess or you could watch me play quidditch," Sirius pleaded. "Aaaaaaaaaaanything, pleeeeeeeeeease!"
"Where's James or Peter?"
"They're off in McGonagall asking for some extra help on Transfiguration spells, sort of a sneaky way to ask about animagus spells," Sirius said offhandedly.
I forced myself not to sigh or roll my eyes. No wonder Sirius was here. He only came to me if James was busy. I think I felt a lot closer to him than he did to me, but I accepted that a long time ago.
" I told you guys I didn't want that..." I told him calmly.
" If we become animagi, then---"
"Sirius, it's too dangerous, okay? Just--er, don't worry about me, okay?" I muttered, reaching for another book over Sirius's shoulder. He grabbed my arm and grinned.
"You know I can't do that," he replied. "Now come on, Remus, let's go play chess or Snap----"
"Paddy, it's 9:00..."
"And the Great Hall's gonna close any second now, so you'll have to leave one way or another. And we might as well go now and make the best of the night---besides, I'm on a sugar-induced high. Better make the best of it."
There was no objecting. Literally. He covered my mouth, jumped off me and I was pulled along. I was only lucky he didn't pick me up, or I'd never get my books.
"Sirius, you go on ahead and I'll meet you in a second," I called, going back to the table.
"You promise!?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure!!!"
I turned around and got my books, some of them knocked underneath the table or on the other side of it. When I lifted myself up and turned around I saw a very, very black mass of hair. I would have mistaken it for Sirius if I didn't take a second look and remember he was already gone. I moved over, around the benches and empty tables to the black mop, curiously investigating this living janitorial equipment. A pair of hemitites surrounded by garnets where I imagined would be diamonds stared up from the mop as it reared its head to look at me, revealing cream-colored skin, drawn tight from stress and tears around fragile bones. It was almost frightening to see this mop arise with these salt-tears and tight mouth.
"What do you want, werewolf?" he spat, putting his hand parallel with his eyebrow so as to hide himself. I only smiled slightly, calmly thinking to myself what a mistake it was to investigate the friend of a broom.
"Severus?" I asked politely. "What's wrong?"
"Fuck you, it's none of your business," he mumbled, hair falling onto the paper again as he hurriedly wrote.
"...Suit yourself." I knew better than to persist when someone is crying. Especially if that someone would gladly put silver in your papercut. " But you know, Severus, if you ever would like to talk sometime, I'm not like the other guys. I think that perhaps, I might even venture to say that...well, you and I aren't so---"
"Would you just fuck off, hybrid?" Severus demanded, making an imaptient hand gesture with one finger. I nodded slowly and walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So, did Snape try to hex you as you got your 'quipment?" Sirius asked as I walked into the common room. He was already sitting down at the chessboard, boncing up and down like a little boy waiting to play.
"You knew he was there!?
"Yeah. I tried to get you away from him before he got the chance, love. But, hey, it was your choice," Paddy laughed. "He's such an asshole..."
I looked at Sirius and then back at the ground, setting my books on the table. I waltzed over to the chessboard, sat down, and watched him move the pawn .
"He was very upset, you know. I couldn't tell why...He's never really happy, though..." My pawn now.
"Snivellus and happy just never mixed. You shouldn't waste your time with that sod." His knight moved in an L. How ironic.
" You shouldn't be so rude to him." My queen.
"And you still shouldn't be so nice." His bishop. "It'll get you in trouble some day. " My pawn. "Try some aggression." His bishop taking my pawn.
"What did he ever do, anyway?" My rook.
"He was an idiot. Simple." His queen. My rook taking his queen.
"How could you be such a bastard, Siri?" His rook on the rampage, taking a knight. "You admit that there's no reason to torture him." My queen moving across the board.
" You don't know the half of it, Remus--" A pawn gone, broken by his bishop.
"Why don't you just tell me?" A pawn.
"It's not for me to tell." A rook.
"Why!?" Rook gone, bishop moving.
"Listen, Remus!" Bishop taken by pawn. "I may hate the guy, but--" queen moving--" I think maybe James or--" queen gone by other rook--" Peter, they knew first--" pawn.
"Knew what?" Pawn. Rook. Bishop. Pawn. King. His rook.
" Knew that---" bishop. rook. King.
"Sirius--" Rook. Bishop. Pawn. Pawn. King."---just tell me already!"
" That Snivellus is fuckin' in love with you, Moony!!!!"
A checkmate by Sirius, the game was over with a crash of cement broken by the rook. I didn't look at him, I just stared at the broken King and Queen, the battlefield. I stood up as best I could, feeling quite nauseated. I'm sure my face was whiter than ever, transparent even. I took one look down at Sirius, who was looking up at me innocently and with concern.
"Remmie...Sit down, let's talk--"
I just sighed, holding my throat and strolled up to the dorm bathroom as quickly and calmly as I could. I could actually taste the blood in my mouth mixed with the stomach acid.