Disclaimer: All HP characters belong to the lovely J.K. she's just letting me borrow them without knowledge of doing so.
Author's Note: My first ever slash! I dunno if I should be excited or disgusted... I actually wrote this last year, but until now haven't typed it up, but as always, enjoy. ; )
Never Meant To Be
1:The Boy Of Black
The first time Remus's eyes fell on Sirius he knew Sirius possessed an unrivaled bout of charisma.
And who could argue Remus's thoughts? Sirius, even at age eleven, was a stunningly handsome boy. His raven hair framed his face of the perfect pigment of peach, his haunting gray eyes twinkled with mirth at everything he beheld, and his teeth, pearly white and straight, could be seen behind the grin he constantly wore. He held himself loftily, but not as a pompous arrogant git, no, it was just an inherited trait of the Black family.
Remus, on the other hand, was put off by his appearance. His light brown hair was not well groomed, it was rather straggly but cutely so, giving him a disheveled wind blown appearance. He was rather skinny and sickly for his age, owing to his monthly 'condition'. He thus was pale and rather peaky leading up to, during and after the full moon. Which also gave the impression he was weak, but spending his nights locked in a ramshackle house with no one but himself to gnaw on, tends to do that to a werewolf. His eyes however, the only remnant of an unknown father, dead and gone, he treasured. Perhaps the only piece of him he never loathed at one point or another, a lovely shade of palest blue, flecks of midnight dancing around his pupils.
In the beginning Remus never believed he'd see the boy no closer than from afar. But thoughts such as these fell away when the boy of Black looked at him directly, causing a lump to form in Remus's throat, and spoke.
"Mind if I sit with you?"
Remus didn't seem to hear clearly, his mouth partially open.
Sirius gave him that stunning smile, "I'm Sirius Black, who're you?"
Remus drew in breath as Sirius sat across from him, eyeing him interestedly, "R-Remus Lupin."
"That wasn't hard was it?" Sirius continued, "I expect this is your first year as well?" And with these words the conversation began, the nervousness melted, and the start of their lifelong friendship began.
