Bishounen and the Beast chapter 4
By Kross
I don't own Harry Potter. I don't need him as long as I am allowed to borrow him and his fellow Hogwarts school members. I am borrowing them to do anything I desire of them. Song: "Who is Tyler Durden" by the Dust Brothers. Rated: NC17 (bring on the loving yet slightly pointless smut!)
Pairing: Sirius Black and the boy who lived/ Sirius Black & Remus Lupin
A/n: The pairing will continue to be Harry/Sirius however; there is tension between Lupin and Black existing from years past. Also, I would like to apologize for the horrible plot holes and explanations of Harry's situation in the first two chapters. I will leave them the same, however, out of sheer amazement at my idea of quality plot in 8th grade.
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I swung the kitchen door open and stepped beyond the threshold with Remus right behind me. I wanted him to hold me, to kiss me, to make love to me. The years had left him a changed man only by the length of his hair. He was as young looking as he had always been. I paused to note his appearance; he had grown a short, sandy blonde beard since we had last seen one another. His hair skimmed his shoulders, curling at the ends a tiny bit, and he was gaunt but not haggard. His eyes had changed, now more piercing than ever, and his hair had begun to gray at the roots.
His smile never changed. He grinned at me with the childlike mischief he and I were famous for. I crossed the kitchen, and upon reaching under the counter, and retrieved a large old tea kettle. I filled the kettle with hand-pumped water from the marble basin and brushed Remus as I passed him. I bent and lit fire to the ancient fireplace in the corner, hanging the kettle to heat and sat down.
"Sirius…You can't avoid talking about this." He said sternly, without looking at me. "This is a huge deal. You cannot brush him off your shoulder like you've done to ever other man. You can't just pay his owls off when he writes to you. No ignored muggle phone calls."
I sighed, having foreseen this conversation only moments before. I held my breath wishing that maybe if I held it long enough, this problem would disappear. Of course, there is never such luck. "Sirius, say something." He commanded again.
"I don't know what's happened…" I groaned out. "I kissed him, Remus. I kissed him."
"What?" He snapped. "This isn't just idle flirting between you two?" I grit my teeth sheepishly. "You haven't. No. You haven't….slept with the boy have you?"
"No." I stated sharply. "No, I haven't slept with him. This kiss only happened a few hours ago…I was having a delusion about James."
I watched the look on Remus' face shift. James was the only taboo subject between us. It was still an open wound for Remus. He knew I had loved James once, and it had been my greatest love to this day. Nothing ever came of it, despite my efforts to make my fantasies become reality. On the other hand, I was Remus' great love. For years we had been hiding feelings from one another, and severe desires.
However, these feelings had passed and we had grown up. At least I had thought they had passed. We still enjoyed the occasional rendezvous every few years to rekindle out powerful sexual chemistry.
"I see." He whispered, snapping me out of my memories.
"Nothing else came of it!" I yapped. "He made his desires known as well, Remus. I'm not being perverted entirely on my own."
"But, he's James' son, Sirius. He means more than that. He's your God-son for fuck's sake."
"I know…" I turned away from him. "I can't have him under this roof with me… I want for him to be happy so badly Remus. He's heartbroken over Ron. He's looking for something new."
"It's illegal. You could lose your rights to him." He replied, logically. "Don't you want to protect him? If you want him to be happy, stay out of his bed."
I nodded. Remus was always more logical than I had ever been. He knew right from wrong and love from cradle-robbing. I knew I needed to get Harry out of here. I knew. But, in the back of my mind, I couldn't help but wonder. Couldn't Harry be that heart-stopping, earth-shattering love that I was looking for?
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Another cliff hanger, I'm sorry. I'll update soon, I promise.
Please review. Thanks.
Kross