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CHAPTER ELEVEN

By: The Demonic Duo

Sirius released a loud, rude yawn in the presence of James, who quirked an eyebrow at him. Staring back at him for a moment, Sirius grinned, his visage mildly gault and his hair flopped over his eyes. He hadn't slept for a few days, and had only eaten a half of a sandwhich that James gave him. He was starting to feel a bit better, though more tired and definitely very hungry. He felt a bit more confident that he could survive the world without James, at the moment.

"Think you're ready to take a nap, Sirius?" James asked hopefully. He was exhausted from just babysitting Sirius and it was becomming more and more apparent as time flew past. The two of them were still in the gameroom and weren't doing much, other than just sitting there.

"No, but if you want I can go and bug someone else." Sirius sighed.

James's eyebrows shot up in surprise but he wisely didn't question it. He smiled and stood up and winked at Sirius, telling him to get some rest and maybe stop by the kitchen to get some food. Sirius sighed loudly, responding.

"Yeah, yeah, I get the point." He muttered, glaring at him before grinning toothily at him. James shook his head, marvelling at the patient's moodswings before smiling back.

"Alright, have Molly page me if you need me or stop by the kitchen. Later?" He waved and walked out of the gameroom, leaving Sirius there. Leaning back in his seat, Sirius lulled his head backwards before standing up quickly and stilling himself as the blood rushed through and out his head violently.

He stretched and strolled out of the room, glancing back and forth before heading towards the kitchen and grabbing James's shoulder and grinning.

"You again, huh?" James said slowly. "I take it you want food?"

"You could say that." Sirius said, waving to the other cooks in the kitchen. He was technically not supposed to be in the kitchen, but James had invited him and he just couldn't pass the chance up. His presence wasn't exactly welcomed, Sirius noted by the expressions of the other workers.

Rocking back on his feet, he spotted different trinkets that littered the pastel countertops. They stared back at Sirius, gleaming with tempation. James searched one of the three refridgerators, pulling lunchmeat out and making a quick but neat sandwhich for Sirius.

"Here." He offered the sandwhich to Sirius, smiling before pushing him out the door. "Sorry, we're kind of busy. I was expecting you a little later, you know, after you napped. Food first makes sense, too, though."

Nodding absentmindedly, Sirius walked out and went towards the lounge and taking a seat, his eyebrows raising in amusement at the sight of a rather posh looking family. The young one, height probably below his own chin, glanced over and Sirius was certain that this was Remus's brother. He took in the laceration on the forhead with a small smirk, cramming his sandwhich into his mouth and making a rather disgusting scene.

The family turned, staring at him in horror before glancing away and sticking their noses into the air. Satisfied, Sirius finished his sandwhich and perked up when Remus came into view, looking smaller and petite in his black clothes. He stared appreciatively, smiling as Remus stood even taller and lifting his chin up in unspoken defiance.

"Remus." The woman said, her hair a dark blonde, face pointed with harder edges than her husbands. His face was more oval and soft, his hair cut short and was surprisingly dark compared to the other three of the family.

Remus stared at her, glancing over the faces of his family members before walking over and sitting on the couch next to Sirius. He frowned at Sirius before shrugging and waving irritably for his family to take a seat on the sofa in front of him.

Hesitantly taking a seat, the three of them cast Sirius a cautious glance and he smiled back eerily. The dark circles under his eyes were large and his hair could have definitely been in better condition, but he was content with his appearance for the moment and that was fine with Remus.

"I haven't heard a progress report on your behavior, Remus, how have things been?" The man asked, pointedly ignoring Sirius, who had to open his mouth and replied for Remus, since he knew the tawny-haired patient wouldn't dare.

"Oh, he's perfectly happy here, aren't you Remus?" He said chipperly. "Remus and I talk daily, but it's usually reduced to him whispering in my ear, he doesn't seem to care for others to hear his voice."

Glaring at him, Remus growled softly before sighing roughly in defeat. Sirius would dig a grave for them both, and he wouldn't have the power to stop it.

"Remus, is this true? You talk to... to him?" Remus's mother inquired softly, spitting the word 'him' out as if it were vile. Which in her position, she figured Sirius was none other than a filthy insane patient whom was out to contaminate her poor, demonic? son. Right.

Figuring he didn't have much else to do, Remus nodded, knowing Sirius would have his parents leave somehow. His response wasn't welcome, and his mother tensed. Her lips pursed and thinned and she looked down at her pocketbook before forcing a weak smile.

"I see." She sighed. "What about us, your family? You've only known this young man for a short while, where as we've known you your entire life..."

Remus glanced at Sirius who smiled back and leaned forward, leaning close enough that it looked like Remus was whispering to him. Remus's head was out of view to his parents, between Sirius and the sofa. Sirius pulled away, glancing at Remus's parents.

"He doesn't have anything to say to you."

Remus nodded, figuring that even though he hadn't told Sirius this, it was pretty much accurate. His mother's mouth trembled and his father squeezed her shoulder.

"Are you certain, Remus? Aren't you ashamed to say something like this?" He demanded, his voice mildly coarse and Sirius rolled his eyes. He looked at Remus and they resumed their other position.

At first, Sirius had thought that Remus wouldn't say a word and he'd have to make it up as he went on, but he was certainly astonished when he heard Remus speak very quietly in his ear.

"T-tell them," Remus said, his voice that nasal sound that most people whom are deaf have, the unfamiliarity of speaking was clearly apparent. His second attempt was only a tad bit better. "Tell them that it's hard to be ashamed to admit something like that, when they can't even admit they're ashamed for having me."

Pulling back, Sirius's nose brushed against Remus's cheek gently and they stared at eachother for a long moment. He watched Remus's eyes curiously, opening his mouth and turning towards the parents, relaying the message.

Clearly outraged, the mother gripped her purse and stood, glaring at her son before gritting and her teeth and forcing herself to calmly sit back down.

"W-" She exhaled slowly, taking a deep breath before giving a withering smile. "We're not ashamed of you, Remus."

Remus sneered, taking his time to look around the lounge. This entire visit was a waste of time. He wasn't going to be 'cured' when there wasn't anything wrong with him. Sure, he said probably a total of ten words while he was at the hospital, it didn't mean he'd use his vocal cords anymore from here on out, right?

Remus returned his attention to the four people there, and began to gaze at Sirius, not bothering to hide his stare. Sirius stared back, fidgeting at the obvious critique he was receiving. He knew he looked like a trainwreck, but Remus didn't have to stare.

"Remus, your mother's talking to you." The father said. "We won't leave until you use your voice to appologize to your brother as well."

Feeling increasingly frustrated, Remus stood up and flipped them the bird. "F'kyou." He screamed out akwardly, the word not forming but the message still clear, stomping off in another direction before picking up his pace to full fledged sprint.

Sirius watched the family gape at his retreat, wondering how much they cared for Remus. He was positive they loved him, but not enough to do anything for him other than hide him in an institution. It was similar to his own family, which saddened him.

Sliding off the hideously upholstered seat, Sirius patted the lint off of his pants and he calmly went to find the tawny haired patient.

He tried Remus's room, but found no trace of the tempermental and anti-social patient. Remus wasn't even in the library, and he even raced down the different isles in frantic hurrry, much to the librarian's dismay. The game room was locked, so the likelihood that Remus was in there, was fairly improbable. Even the cafeteria had no trace of the young man's presence. Thunder crackled loudly, while the winds and rain fought violent battles against the glass windows. Seeing this, he found an idea and turned on heel towards the court.

Pushing the door open when no one was around, Sirius went to the private area behind the brush, wincing as another crack of thunder sounded, flashing lighting across the sky. Knowing the dangers of being where he was, Sirius pointedly disreguarded that reality and expired slowly at the sight of the boy he was searching all over for.

Remus was there, curled up in a mudpuddle on his side, his hair matted to his face. The younger patient was completely drenched and Sirius realised he had been searching for quite some time. Kneeling down, he picked Remus's head up from the mud mound it was resting on, and placed it on his lap. Smiling softly down at him, Sirius brushed the wet locks from Remus's face and readjusted Remus's body to get himself more comfortable before curling around Remus and resting his head on Remus's side.

Feeling comfortable and still very much tired, he closed his eyes and felt a hand grip his hair gently, and then he fell asleep, blissfully ignorant to the chaos that was likely to insue when their absences were noted.

TBC.

How's that for a chapter? Hehehehe. Definitely a bit longer than the other one, thankfully. Please review, make me feel loooooved! Mwahs! It's got Remus and Sirius action, though probably not as much as you'd all have liked. This isn't it, though, there should be lots more drama. Read and Review, please! Let me know if my chapters flow well enough, because I did put this story aside for well over a month. Tell me your opinions, please, I encourage it! Alright, well the next chapter will have to wait a bit, but the wait for you guys won't be nearly as long as last time. (...Hopefully.)