AN: Well here it is. I like this chapter, so let's see if you all do too. I love all my reviewers; it just makes me feel so special to know that there are people out there reading my story that actually like it. I had tons of ideas floating around in my head, but I wasn't sure if I should actually write any of them. Well, turns out it was easier than I thought. So to all of you out there who have fabulous ideas that should be written down, just do it!
Sirius had managed to avoid James for a few days, which was quite a feat considering they had most of their classes together and shared a dorm room. However, it was now Wednesday, and Sirius could no longer hide. James had cornered him in the dorm room, taken his wand, and locked the door. Peter was busy serving detention with Filch, and Remus was studying, he had a lot to make up for in classes due to his absence during the full moon.
James was slowly advancing on Sirius, who was backed against the wall.
"What the hell did you do that for Sirius! I mean, I know you're prone to do stupid things, but this just takes the cake!"
Sirius mumbled something under his breath, all the while glaring at James as if he was a kettle that refused to boil.
"What was that?" James questioned.
Sirius stared defiantly at the bespectacled boy.
"I said, you deserved all you got, and ten times worse!"
James looked incredulous.
"How dare you! What the hell did I ever do to you to warrant that kind of behavior? I can understand if you liked me, or something, but the entire school thinks we were dating! Do you know what it's like for me now? You may not mind, but I sure as hell do!"
Sirius cocked an eyebrow at James looked at him questioningly.
"What do you mean Jamie?"
James scowled at the use of his nickname in such a serious situation, but replied nevertheless.
"I mean, that half the kids won't even speak to me now! They avoid me like the plague, as if I have some sort of disease! The guys on the Quidditch team won't change in front of me anymore, and they act as if that's always been the case! As if nothing is different! And other students have been calling me all sorts of names, and making all sorts of suggestions! It's just… it's just-"
"Like how you've been treating Remus?" Sirius supplied 'helpfully'.
James scowled, and replied,
"That is completely a different situation. I have not been treating Remus like that."
Sirius narrowed his eyes to slits. If looks could kill, then right now James Potter would've been a pile of ashes.
"Oh really James. Well how about the way you avoid Remus as much as possible. How you refuse to even touch him. How you don't change in front of him anymore. You think he doesn't notice? I found him crying on the roof a couple days ago, for Merlin's sake. He's still your friend, you know! He's not any different, he's still the same quiet bookish beautiful boy he was before!"
Sirius's eyes widened at his slip up, but James didn't appear to notice. Instead he seemed to look a little abashed.
"Wow, I never realized how much that hurt. Gods, I'm a jackass. But still, why'd you have to do that to me?"
"James, do you really think that you would've realized how horrible you were if I hadn't. Besides, I had to let everyone know I was bisexual somehow."
James was shocked to say the least. His eyes were wide, and his face was paler than Snape's ever was.
"You're- you're bi?" he managed weakly.
Sirius nodded. He gave James some time to compose himself. After about five minutes, James seemed a bit better; in fact, he was smiling widely at Sirius.
"So, you think Remus is beautiful?"
Sirius paled considerably, and began to stutter.
"You- you heard that?"
James nodded and smirked noticeably.
"So, you must really care about him then?"
"Am I that obvious?" Sirius looked up at James expectantly.
James snorted loudly.
"Only to me. I mean, why else would someone go through so damn much for anybody? But seriously, you better clear up that little episode with the school. I will not have everyone thinking I'm gay."
Sirius shot him a reproachful look.
"Not that there's anything wrong with it!" James said.
"I'll set the record straight under one condition. You apologize for acting like a prat to Remus."
"Deal."
The two dark-haired boys shook hands.
"You know, Sirius, you never answered my question."
"And what was that James?"
James snickered a bit before answering.
"You never told me if you thought Remus was beautiful or not."
Sirius glared at James and threw a pillow at his friend.
"Prat!"
AN: I'm not sure when this shall conclude, but it will sometime soon. Don't worry; I will include an epilogue.
