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Remus went in the next day, and the next. But that weekend he didn't leave his house. Remus stayed in his bed, pondering what Sirius said, They're not broke but you can see the cracks…The cracks….All Remus could think about were the scars on his back….The cracks…Nobody can see my cracks…They'd never understand. They'd hate me! God I'm going to hell….I'm going to Hell, mom you were right…
Remus started to cry into his big white pillow until he couldn't cry any more. He finally fell asleep, secretly praying he wouldn't wake up.
Things continued like this for weeks, and with each passing week Remus called in sick one more day.
By mid November it was at the point where he'd come in two days and sit there like a vegetable and then stay in his apartment for the rest of the week. Remus hadn't talked to Sirius since the twelfth; he'd taken other patients and James had worked with Sirius. Lily was worried, the Blacks didn't understand, Snape offered to go to Remus's house, James was sighing a lot more then he usually did, and Sirius was completely beside himself with worry.
"Is he sick?" Sirius demanded. He was pacing violently across the granite lobby of the Black Center. Oh god was it something I said? Where is he…What did I do? Was all that ran through Sirius' mind.
"No." James sighed.
"Well, is he really an alien?" Sirius yelled again. No, if you hadn't been such a difficult dumb ass he'd be okay!
"No."
"Did he die?" Oh my god what if he killed himself? Sirius screamed mentally. No, he's too smart to do that…
"No, you idiot you just saw him yesterday!" James growled.
"Well what the hell is wrong with him!" Sirius shouted.
"I don't know!" James shouted back.
"Yes you do!"
"Oh fine!" James stopped shouting and his voice dropped to a sigh. "It's his birthday on Sunday…."
"So…." Sirius said icily. "How does that matter."
"No, Sirius he always is like this near his birthday." Lily said worriedly. "But he's not usually this bad. He's only like this the week before his birthday."
"We should just let him get over it himself." James huffed.
"No! If he's upset you can't just leave him alone…" Sirius trailed off. He stopped pacing. James and Lily looked over at him.
"It'll only upset him more." James growled.
"But won't he be more upset if we just leave him alone?" Sirius protested.
"No, trust me. He won't want us there." James said coldly. "Now, do not go near his apartment, got that!"
"Yeah…" Sirius stormed out of the building, radiating hate and anger. Screw them if they think I'm going to leave him alone on his birthday for god's sakes!
It had gotten much colder, and Sirius was only wearing a light denim jacket, but he really didn't care. He huffed into his Viper and practically flew away. He stopped at the cake shop and ordered the biggest three leveled chocolate cake he could. He demanded it be decorated with black frosting, and big white and red roses everywhere, and also that Remus' name was written in amber frosting.
Sirius then decided he would stop at home and tell his parents that he was staying with Hermione that weekend and not to bother him. He pulled up to the gigantic mansion the blacks owned, he swung open the white double doors and entered the first room of the house.
Dark wood everywhere, a double set of dramatic stair cases that merged into one, it looked like one of those houses from a horror movie.
"GET IN YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!" His mother shrieked.
"SCREW YOU!" That was Edwards howl.
"Mum!" Sirius yelled with boredom. "I'm staying with Hermione for the weekend."
"SIRIUS DO NOT MOVE!" His mother shouted. "EDWARD BLACK GET IN YOUR ROOM!"
"MY LAST NAME ISN'T BLACK!" Edward screamed back. Sirius sighed and fell into on of the black leather couches that lined the walls.
"WELL DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS?" His mother sneered loudly.
"No…." Edward hissed softly. "BUT I BET YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT YOU BITCH!"
The slap echoed through our the house. "Get in your room. And don't come out." This time Edward complied with a loud slam. "Sirius!"
"Mum."
She hugged him tightly. "Edward is so feisty!"
"You should find him a psychologist." Sirius suggested coldly.
"I know, but I don't know who." His mother sighed. "Do you think I can put him with Remus?"
"Yeah, sure." Sirius shrugged.
"Oh Sirius don't be mad at me!"
"So what's up with Ed?"
"Oh….Well…." She shrugged. "I never told you? Same problem as you…" She laughed nervously. "Doesn't remember a thing!"
"Oh." Sirius growled. "Well I'm staying with Hermione, so don't bug me."
"Sirius are you and her really a couple now?"
"No."
"SIRIUS DON'T LEAVE ME WITH THAT CRAZY BITCH!" Ed screamed.
"SHUT UP EDWARD!" His mother shrieked back at the stairs, she noticed Sirius expression and hissed. "Take the little bastard, not like I want him." before storming away.
"Ed pack your stuff up and meet me in the car." Sirius yelled. He heard something big and heavy fall with a thump on the ground, probably the dresser. He laughed as he watch Edward trip and roll down the stairs. "Jeeze, Ed ever heard of hand eye coordination?"
"No." Ed said sheepishly. "You are my God, Sirius." He said as they left the house.
"I know, worship me."
"She's crazy!" Ed snarled. "I don't even know where she put Paris!"
"What!" Sirius glanced at Ed. "You mean…"
"I don't know where Paris is…Him and…Dad left the other day and they haven't come back." Ed sighed. "He won't remember either will he?"
"No, I don't think so." Sirius sighed. He started to pull away from the house. "C'mon, I'm dropping you off at Hermione's. I have something I have to do."
"Sirius, where have you been?" Ed asked. "I mean you say you with Hermione, I called and asked her and she said she hasn't seen you."
"I'm staying with a friend. James."
"The psychologist!" Ed gasped. "Isn't he like eighty?"
"No, he's thirty."
"Oh….Who's Remus?" Ed asked.
"Have you ever heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Sirius grumbled.
"No, but I have heard that boiling water burns."
"He's my psychologist."
"He's only twenty three…Jeeze Sirius how does he put up with you?" Ed sighed teasingly. Sirius grinned and pulled up at a small house.
"C'mon, Ed."
"Is this Hermione's house?"
"No, we pay her to live here." Sirius explained.
He knocked on the door and was rewarded with a loud, "Coming!"
The door was opened by none other then Hermione Granger, dressed in much too large sweat pants and a tank top. "Sirius!" She gave him a huge hug. "Are we back from Hawaii?"
"Yeah, look 'Mione I have to go something, can you take care of Ed for the weekend? I had to get him out of that house." Sirius grinned.
"Oh! Ed, are they treating you badly?" Hermione asked, hugging the smaller boy.
"Just her bitchyness." Ed scowled. "She's crazy!"
"Yeah, Emily's a little odd." Hermione grinned. "Alright, call me Sirius!"
"See ya, Mione," Sirius laughed. "Ed, don't drive her crazy."
"Oh I will!" Ed shouted as Sirius drove off.
In the mean time, Sirius bought as many flowers as he could fit in the car while still saving room for the cake. He went to the jewelry store and bought Remus a gold necklace with a pair of wings on it. He also bought Remus a huge fur coat, and made reservations at the best restaurant in town for the next day.
Then of course he bought Remus three different Armani suits and a new one for himself. Why the hell am I doing all this? Sirius thought angrily. He's my bloody psychologist…besides…I'm not into him…Am I? The darkest most disturbed corner of his mind answered. Of course you are…You're insane about him. But of course he doesn't like you. He never will….You're insane, you're scary…You're to much trouble for anyone to deal with.
Sirius shook his doubts from his mind and pressed on to the cake shop again. The cake was so big they had it on a wagon. Sirius wheeled the wagon into the backseat of the car using a big wooden ramp.
He drove to Remus' apartment and carefully wheeled the cake from out of the back seat. Okay, so it was a day early for it to be Remus's birthday, but still, Remus had been alone too long. He draped the suits and the fur coat on his arm.
He found himself standing in the stair hall, debating whether to knock on Remus door. Finally he decided. "Remus? Remus Lupin, open this door right now!" Sirius yelled.
"What the hell do you want, James?" Remus shouted.
"It's Sirius you dumb ass!"
"Same question!"
"Because it's your birthday and you shouldn't spend in alone in your room!" Sirius shouted back.
"Get lost."
"Aw, come on Remus!" Sirius yelled. "I brought you presents!"
"Sirius just go away, do you not get it?"
"Obviously I don't." Sirius said with a grin. "You'll have to explain this concept of 'go away' to my face."
The door was swung open to reveal an obviously distressed and miserable Remus. Sirius expected Remus to look like hell, with red puffy eyes and blotchy skin. Inside Remus looked perfect. He wore tears like women wore jewels, he cloaked himself in misery as women wore perfume. His golden waves were mused as if he'd been rolling around in bed. "Go. Away." Remus growled. Before he could slam the door shut Sirius recovered his wit and held out a bunch of flowers.
"I bought them for you…." Sirius said smoothly. Remus looked from the flowers to disbelief at Sirius.
"You actually bought me flowers…." Remus looked up at Sirius. "This is a joke."
"No, of course not." Sirius said warmly. "I even brought you a cake!" He moved to the side so Remus could see the gigantic cake and the smaller man's eyes grew at least three times their normal size. "Now can I come in?"
Remus just sort of stumbled from his spot blocking the door to the side of the door and let Sirius wheel in the cake, drag in the heaps of flowers and hand Remus the suits. "Sirius you bought all this stuff for me?"
"No, I bought them for your twin." Sirius said teasingly. "Remus, I…James told me that you were upset because it was your birthday tomorrow," Sirius noticed the smaller man's face darken. "Of course he only told me that little tidbit. So, on my dashing steed I galloped around London, buying you the best gifts I could get my grubby little hands on."
Remus smiled. "That is the prettiest cake I've ever seen."
"Oh, it cost me a lot….." Sirius grumbled.
Remus grinned and cheekily added, "Well you didn't have to buy me anything."
"True…" Sirius took a step closer to Remus. "But you shouldn't be alone on your birthday…."
"It's the day before my birthday." Remus protested jokingly.
"Birthday, day before…" Sirius shrugged. "Doesn't matter."
"Not to you." Remus scowled, bitterness drenched his words.
Sirius sighed. "C'mon, Remus, birthdays aren't that bad." He silenced the smaller man's protest by gently placing two fingers on his lips. "Now shut up and come eat your cake. Or I shall be forced to eat it all myself."
Remus smiled and gently pushed Sirius' fingers off his lips while insinuating himself just a step closer to the other man, and suddenly a wave of claustrophobia washed over Sirius, but a good kind of claustrophobia. Well then it wouldn't be claustrophobia, Sirius thought slyly. Or maybe it would be. "I'd love it if you'd join my in eating this lovely cake you got me," Remus said in a very seductive 'come-hither' voice.
And so Sirius wheeled the cake over to the couch and with Remus' help set it on the coffee table. While Remus stared at the cake Sirius went to get silverware. He returned with two forks.
"Sirius that isn't silverware! Those are forks!" Remus protested.
"Do not mock the forks, for they are the God of silverware!" Sirius accused. He shoved on into Remus hand. "Liberate yourself…eat the cake, using just that fork."
Remus looked from the cake, to Sirius, to the fork, and back to that cake. "…Can I?"
"You can do it, Remus." Sirius said dramatically.
Remus gingerly poked the cake with the fork before retreating into the couch, staring at the cake in horror. "I can't!"
"You have to!"
Remus gulped set the fork down on the top layer of the cake. He took a deep breath, and shut his eyes. One amber eye popped open nervously to give Sirius a questioning glance. Sirius nodded, eyes sparkling. Remus shut the offending eye and took another deep breath.
It was like slow motion; he slowly stabbed the fork into the cake and brought it out, holding a small bit of rich chocolate cake on the end. Remus quickly shoved it into his mouth, chewed it, and then gasped. "I….wow…"
"You've never eaten a cake without a knife and a plate before? God, I thought you were just pretending to be scared of eating it!" Sirius asked skeptically.
"No…I…I just never had my own cake!" Remus exclaimed before attacking the cake. Sirius starred for a moment. Remus looked over at him and with a mouth full of cake asked, "What?"
"You never had a birthday cake?"
Remus shook his amber head.
"Your parents never got you a birthday cake."
Remus shrugged. "It made me sick…I…uh…Money…We didn't really celebrate birthdays…" Well not at least in the normal ways. Remus added silently.
Sirius could tell Remus was lying about something, but he ignored it and forced a grin. "Can I have some?"
Remus nodded quickly before attacking the cake again. Sirius couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong with Remus' depression around his birthday, but never the less he forced a laugh and tried to forget about the cake incident.
Less then five minutes later they were arguing over the last rose.
"Sirius, I'm the birthday boy!"
"But I'm hungry!" Sirius complained. "I let you have all the biggest roses, can't I just get a little one?"
"Siri!" Remus moaned. "Look at the rose! Poor, lonely, thin, just sitting there, begging for a friend. I'm sure he and the white rose were lovers! They had a little home in Spain for those cold nights-"
"Remus, it's a bloody candy flower!" Sirius laughed.
"Oh…Mine!" Remus snatched the flower and devoured it. Sirius shot him a filthy look. The amber eyed man just grinned. "What other birthday surprises have you gotten me, oh knight in shining armor?"
"Well," Sirius smirked. "I did make us reservations at Roy's."
Remus' eye went as wide as melons. "The Roy's! The really expensive Hawaiian fusion place?"
"Oh yes, the Roy's. And I got us a special seat on the VIP deck."
"VIP?" Remus asked. "Virtual Information Processor?"
"No!" Sirius snickered. "My naïve friend, VIP in this case means very important person."
"Oh." Remus sighed. "Wow….Sirius, are you really doing all this for me?"
"Remus I strongly believe in elaborate birthday parties…Which is why I also bought you this." Sirius produced a tiny black velvet box, bearing the gold necklace.
Remus curiously took the box, and opened it with a careful hand. To see the expression on Remus' face again just one more time Sirius would have paid a million pounds. Remus's face practically glowed. His eyes were so huge and warm that for a moment he thought molten amber would start to ooze out of them like lava from a volcano. The normally half lidded dreamy look was long gone. His lips curled into the most genuine true smile Sirius had ever seen on his face. "You…." Remus's voice was a harsh whisper as he lifted to pendant out of the box.
Sirius gestured for Remus to turn around, and Remus shifted his position on the couch so Sirius could fasten the pendant in place. "It looks good on you." The pair of dangling wings fell just a little left of his heat.
"You…Bought me this!" Remus gasped again.
Sirius smiled warmly. "I'd buy you that entire jewelry store."
"Oh yeah, I'd look great in chandler earrings." Remus remarked sarcastically. "Sirius…"
"Actually you would."
Remus shot him a sarcastic pout. "I…I'm not sure what to say….."
"Sirius, you are dead sexy and I want you right now?" Sirius suggested and got a whack on the head for it. "God Remus, if you keep doing that I'll end up with serious brain damage!"
Remus chuckled.
"It's a very serious issue Remus!" Sirius protested, causing Remus to laugh harder. "Fine, don't listen to me."
"Sirius, your poor brain is already so damaged I doubt even I can mend it."
"Hm…" Sirius smirked. "Go pick your favorite suit."
"Suit?"
"For dinner tomorrow, I can't have anything less then a perfect ornament on my arm."
Remus gathered the suits in his arms with a sarcastic chortle. "I'll be out in a minute."
Remus did in fact emerge a minute later, dressed in a slightly drab grey suit.
"Turn around." Sirius commanded. Remus did. "Nope, strip."
"What's wrong with it!" Remus growled.
"The cut's unflattering, it's far too baggy, and the color is just…Blah." Sirius explained, punctuating the blah with a face. "Go try the other two on."
"But I don't like either one of them!" Remus protested.
"…"
"Fine!" Remus huffed. He emerged again this time in a well fitting black suit. "Better?"
"Eh…A little." Sirius shrugged.
"What!" Remus exclaimed. "It's perfect!"
"It looks good, but…Just good." Sirius shrugged.
"Well I'm wearing it." Remus huffed. "Night."
"Hey! It's only ten we have to go out and get drunk." Sirius gasped, nearly falling off the couch.
"No thanks…You can." Remus slipped into his room. "Erm…G'night Sirius."
"Sleep tight Rems." Sirius said with the best smile he could manage. The door closed and Sirius felt as thought he'd been shut out of something extremely important. It was like being shut out of Remus's heart. As cliché as it was…The sad thing is that most cliché's are the truth, or at least based on it.
So Sirius watched TV late into the night and it was about one when he heard whimpers coming from Remus room. Sirius looked back at TV and attempted to ignore the progressively loud whimpers and moans. Finally Sirius tip toed over to Remus' room. He gently grasped the door knob and froze just as he started to turn it. What if he doesn't want me? What if he doesn't want my help…He heard a choked scream and made up his mind as he opened the door just a sliver.
Remus was lying on his bed whimpering. His arms curled around the pillow. His eyes were closed. Sirius took a step closer and realized Remus was dreaming, deeply asleep. Sirius considered waking Remus, but the logical part of his mind fled at those whimpers coming from Remus' angelic face.
And who can deny an angel? An angel's face that demanded to be forced into a smile, an angel's hair that demanded to be touched, and stroked, and an angel's broken wings which begged to be mended. Sirius crawled carefully onto the bed, and sitting near Remus, tenderly brushed Remus' hair from his eyes. The younger man's tense pout relaxed just slightly, just for a moment.
Sirius, logical thoughts completely locked away, lay down next to Remus and gathered the smaller man into his arms. He expected Remus to struggle or push away. But instead Remus moved in closer, curled his head into Sirius' shoulder, and draped a leg gracefully over Sirius' keeping him from moving.
Sirius smiled and relaxed into the soft white pillows. After a few minutes Remus' whimpers subsided and he fell into a peaceful sleep. Only then did Sirius join him.
A/N: Beware the cuteness. Sorry this chapter took longer then the other ones, but it is no longer the weekend and I had a math test today. UGH. And a Latin and music one tomorrow, so…Yesh, I am busy.
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