Hold My Hand? :: Chapter Two
Summary: Two lonely guys, bestfriends, maybe more? What'll happen when they realise their feelings for each other? What happens when their friends find out? What happens when their friend is James Potter?
Disclaimer: See previous chapter/s.
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Last Time:
Remus grabbed my arm and we both sprinted down corridors, waited behind armour and statues and finally made our way back to Gryffindor Tower, out of breath and still running. We didn't stop until we were standing in our dormitory, puffing like mad.
"You okay?" I asked Remus, taking a seat on my bed.
Remus sat down next to me. "I'm fine."
Suddenly Remus took my hand in his, a tingling sensation filled my body, Remus was actually holding my hand. "Padfoot, can you just hold me hand?"
I looked into his deep amber eyes, transfixed. "Sure, Moony, anything you want."
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Chapter Two: Taste of a Kiss
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Remus' hand on mine could definately be rated as one of the best experiences of my entire life. There wasn't one moment in my life that I can remember feeling so light-headed and care-free.
Remus' other hand touched my cheek softly. "This... this isn't freaking you out?" Remus asked, his eyes penetrating mine.
I shook my head vigourously. "Freking me out? Moony, I've wanted this since for... for..."
"Ever?" he filled in.
My heart melted. "You... you like me like that too?"
"Sirius, I... I thought I'd die some nights if I couldn't just feel your skin on mine."
My head swelled, this was too over-whelming. I was day-dreaming, right? This couldn't actually be happening? Could it? Was it really true? Did Remus like me as I do him?
Remus' head leant forward and his lips brushed against mine. My body reacted to natural impluses and my lips moved against his, my body moving closer to him. The grip of our hands was getting tighter.
His hand on my cheek softly carressed the bare skin, causing my whole body to tremble with each stroke. I couldn't believe the reactions Remus could envoke in me, reactions no girl had ever been able to accomplish.
Suddenly he pulled away, breathing heavily. I looked up at him hurt, wondering why he had stopped.
His hand still gripped mine and then i heard it too; voices outside the room.
It was James and Peter.
The dormitory door cracked open, and Remus and I let go of each other's hands, moving back a little. James and Peter stepped into the room, laughing.
James raised an eyebrow at us. "You guys alright?"
"Yeah, why?" I asked, my voice a little shaky.
"You look a little flushed," he commented. My cheeks blushed a bright pink, Remus remained cool.
"We had to run all the way back here, the plan failed," Remus told James, crossing to his own bed.
"What!" James cried, "It failed. What went wrong?" He asked, collasping on him bed dramtically. Remus began to explain.
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The next few weeks seemed to go by in one hot flash. One moment, Remus would be sneaking me notes in class, the next, he'd be stealing kisses in the blackened corners of the library. We actually had the guts to lay beside the lake and hold hands in the open.
I don't know if you need to be told, but in the Wizarding World, Homosexuality is even less accepted than in the Muggle World. Homosexual wizards used to be openly the flogged in streets in my grandfather's day. Only thanks to open-minded people such as Albus Dumbledore, and even Minvera McGonagall, that they aren't openly discriminated against.
Remus' hand gave mine a hard squeeze under the desk, bringing me back to reality. We were in the library, 'studying' for our end of year examinations.
"What's wrong?" Remus asked, his fingers playing in between mine.
"Nothing," I said, picking up my quill. Remus rested our clasped hands on my knee, a concerned look on his eyes. I tried to concentrate, but his eyes seemed to be cutting into my mind. Sighing, I look back up at him, my heart aches at the worried look on his mind. "Moony, please don't look at me like that."
Remus looked down at his notes, his looking concerned. "Sorry," he apologised in a whisper.
"No, I'm sorry. I've been worrying you all week, aye?"
Remus' eyes looked up at me, though his head was still bent down. He didn't answer, though he didn't have to.
"I've just been, really sidetracked. I have things on my mind. I think I better go," I said, packing up my things; which caused me to let go of Remus' hand.
Remus' worried look grew. "Do you want me to come with you?" he asked.
I shook my head, putting my book back over one shoulder.
Remus simply watched me leave. I felt like shit for leaving him there like that, but that look... it was so... painful to look upon.
I rounded the corner and went sprawling to the floor.
"I'm so sorry..." someone apologised.
I got to my knees, picking up my fallen things. My eyes fell on pools of vibrant green, creamy skin and spiked, sun-sreaked blonde hair. I could hardly blink as a creamy hand brushed over mine as I picked up a bottle of ink.
"No, it was all my fault," my voice croaked.
I stood, to find the boy I was facing was slightly taller than I, with broad shoulders and a face most girls would do anything to simply look at.
"Hey, you're Sirius Black, aye?"
"Er... yeah," I said, smirking my mischeivious grin.
"Man, you're a legend..." the boy began, but stopped himself. His eyes travelled over his Slytherin uniform. "I gotta get back," he told me before quickly rushing off the was I had just come.
I breathed out the air I hadn't realised I had been holding in.
This was not a good thing, very much not a good thing. I hadn't just found that Slytherin attractive, had I? But I love Remus, right? This was more confusing than ever. Not only do I have to worry about James and Peter finding out about Remus and I, but now I have to worry about my loyalty to Remus.
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End Chapter...
Ohhh.... So Sirius is becoming unfaithful....? Will Remus find out? And will James and Peter find out about his relationship with Remus? So much drama, don't you jus love it?
Please excuse my spelling and poor grammar. I just got acryllic - white tips (55 bucks) and they're seriously hard to type in.
Anyway, until next chapter...
Always,
Jnari, kisses and cookies.
