A/N: ….Opps…Sorry you guys, I accidently changed the bartender dudes name to jack….yeah well he's a skitzophrenic, now he's Johnny, lols. No really his name's Johnny! Augh, sorry about that!

"Oh…..Hey Dorian…" Remus said with a small smile. He wasn't expecting to see Dorain here. He didn't notice Johnny's normally bright face turn dark, he turned away from Dorian to the backside of the bar. Dorian's face erupted in a beautifully mocking smile. Remus grinned. "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing…" Dorian laughed, eyes fixed on Johnny's back. "What are you doing here so early?"

"Oh….Fight, I-somebody was pissing me off." Remus said darkly.

"I see…"

"Yeah, not pretty."

"Hm," Dorian reached out and wrapped an arm around Remus' shoulders. Remus stiffened. Something was wrong about this, very, very wrong. A blush heated Remus' cheeks. I…I should leave now…The logical part of his mind decided. But Remus didn't want to leave. "It sounds rough, you look like you've had a tough time…"

He's not Sirius! Remus' mind screamed. Get him off! "Uh…" Remus laughed nervously. He felt Dorian move closer so the older man was pressed against his back. Remus shut his eyes and spoke, he didn't want to look at Dorian. He didn't want to other man to see the confusion in his amber eyes. But Dorian's eyes were anywhere but on Remus, in fact they were fixed on Johnny's back. "Yeah…."

"I have a room in the back…a lounge. How about we go back there, hm? Something warm to eat, nice champagne, soft warm candle light…" Dorian suggested, mouth so close to Remus' ear, Remus could fell those soft lips brush his ear.

Johnny turned his head to glare at Dorian. "Don't fucking touch him!" He mouthed silently.

"Make me…" Dorian mouthed back, adding a playful nip at Remus' ear.

Remus' eyes were still shut, "Uh….That'd be nice…"

"Well then, let's away my little fox…" Dorian smirked. Remus slipped off the stool, and allowed Dorian's hand to curl around his hip, leading him away. Remus settled his head nervously on the swell of Dorian's chest. He's not Sirius! Don't touch him! His mind screamed again. "Fuck it." Remus whispered softly. He nuzzled Dorian's chest. Fuck Sirius, and fuck feelings…

Dorian smirked and glanced over his shoulder at Johnny. He blew the furious bartender a kiss before waltzing off with his prize.

"Shit!" Sirius cursed loudly. He was standing alone in the streets of Paris, looking for a sexually confused werewolf, no this was not a good situation. He'd already left James…well more left without telling him. "If I were a sexually confused werewolf where would I be?"

Sirius ran to the nearest café, no, no Remus there. He sighed and cursed. "Were does he know? Where's he comfortable….Somewhere he can get a drink….no consequences…" Sirius' head jerked up like a light bulb had gone off in his head. "Moulin Rouge."

The dark haired boy pranced off in the direction of the club. "Oh yeah, Siri's good!"

Soon he was running inside the Moulin Rouge, it looked different during the day, Harpies were still milling around, he scanned the thin crowd for a head of wavy blonde hair, nothing. He glanced over at the bar and saw Johnny, furiously attacking a glass with a wash cloth.

"Hey man…"

"….Not happy…" Johnny hissed.

"So you're taking it out on the glass? What did the glass ever do to you!" Sirius teased.

"Woah! Sirius!" Johnny gasped, looking up suddenly. "Remus! Trouble! Bastard! Drink! Dorian!"

"Erm…I heard Dorian so I assume Remus is in trouble?"

"Dorian dragging Remus to back room! Stupid bastard, always trying to settle the fucking score." Johnny hissed. "Go! Save your love from being molested!"

"He's not really my love…" Sirius spat. Suddenly anger at Remus washed through him.

"Look, he loves you, he came in here and started rambling on and on about how great you are. He's scared, just take it slow….be carefully with him…He fragile." Johnny sighed. He pointed to a narrow hall, lit with red lights. "That way, last door."

Sirius quickly thanked Johnny and then ran down the hall way. The red lights were freaky, the red velvet and leather collars hanging off the wall were freakier. He saw the last door in the hall and ran for it. It was draped in layers over the door.

The Gryffindor took a deep breath and opened the door slowly. He quickly snuck through the layers of black and red gauze to see a round red velvet couch, curved around a table with champagne and roses. The entire area had black gauze around it.

"Hm…Dorian stoppit…" Remus giggled. Dorian had Remus pressed against a black wall.

"Hm….No…I think you like it…" Dorian's voice came teasingly in response. Sirius gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Ahaha…uh…Dorian?" Remus asked, he was nervous now, Sirius could tell by his tone. Then the werewolf erupted in fits of giggles.

Sirius walked slowly up to Dorian, he saw the man's hand on the small of Remus' back, and start to slip lower. It dawned on him suddenly, Remus was drunk…Sirius suddenly leapt on Dorian, pushing him roughly away from Remus. Sirius vaugly heard Remus' yelp of surprise as he tumbled to the floor without Dorian's support.

But Sirius was to busy punching Dorian. "You fucking Bastard! You fucking loser, rapist, He's drunk for god's sake and you're still trying to get into his pants!" He gave Dorian one solid punch and the man fell still. Sirius got to his feet and roughly hauled Remus up.

"C'mon, can you stand?" Sirius asked. Remus stood, and holding tightly to Sirius hand allowed the taller boy to lead him away. He looked back and suddenly noticed Dorian wasn't on the ground anymore.

"Sirius!" Remus squeaked.

"Remus?" Dorian called sweetly, "Come back, time for you to come back to master…" Both Gryffindors heard the click of a gun. Sirius bolted and Remus stumbled for a moment. The two ran, hand in hand into the club, they heard Dorian's footfalls stop behind them.

Sirius looked back at Remus, who was grinning like an idiot, angrily he pitched the werewolf into a wall and pinned the blonde there with his body. "What were you thinking! He could have killed you!"

Remus opened his mouth to speak but Sirius roughly jammed a hand against his mouth.

"No! No you stupid bastard! You shut up and listen to me! I'm not going to always fucking be there to save your slutty little ass. HE COULD HAVE KILED YOU! He would have…." Sirius snarled. "You stupid brainless whore."

In a burst of strength Remus shoved Sirius off him and gasped. "You just wanted to get into my pants too huh? You would have left me there wouldn't you!" Remus sneered. Sirius gazed up at him from the floor, completely shocked. He got to his feet slowly "You don't give a fuck about me? I'm just a slut whose a good fuck, is that it Sirius! Well I'm sorry you didn't get to see your whore get fucked, you would have liked the show."

Sirius' eyes were fixed on his feet, but suddenly he looked up and punched Remus right in the jaw. "You ass." He snarled. "You filthy bastard!" The blonde gasped and put a hand to his jaw, rubbing it.

The entire club was now looking at the two, shocked. Sirius didn't care, more shame for Remus. "I fucking offered you my heart in my hands, I practically told you I loved you! I LOVED YOU! I cared about you, I just poured my heart out on the floor for you! And you know what you do? You step on it! You just trample my feelings into the ground!"

"That's not true!" Remus argued. "You…never told me you loved me…." He finished weakly. He couldn't find any other come back to Sirius' arguments. That punch sobered him up. Oh fuck…Remus thought.

"I made it cleared then day Remus! And you knew it! You knew I loved you! You're so fucking sick!"

"Shut up Sirius!" Remus yelled.

"You're just a whore, you just like playing with people's hearts don't you? You catch 'em and then you squash 'em on the floor!" Sirius screamed.

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Remus screamed.

"You're so fucking cold, Remus can never show emotion, or say how he feels, well you're just such a fucking martyr. You sacrifice you're feelings for what? FOR WHAT REMUS!

"I-I…I don't know, alright!" Remus shouted.

"You've got such a cold heart….You don't care about anyone…I gave you my heart and you threw it away it…Go fuck Dorian, see what I care…That's what you like isn't it? Playing with people's hearts?"

"That's not true." Remus cried softly. Tears trickled down his cheeks.

"Talk is cheap Remus." Sirius said coldly, before leaving. Nobody spoke. Remus stood there crying. He watched Sirius go, heart aching almost as much as his jaw. The werewolf finally ambled slowly over to the bar, Johnny was glaring at him.

The bartender slammed a bottle of absinth down in front of him without a word. Remus took a sip and started to sob again. "You know, it's kind of funny, cause I ended up exactly where I started…" he sniffled. Johnny glanced back at him and sighed. "And both times I guess it was my fault huh…"