"night of the full moon"
Disclaimer: do not own Remus or Sirius. Also, the White Album inkling? That belongs to Shoebox who said Remus got it for his tenth birthday. And the lyrics in here are Lennon and McCartney's. Praise them. And But I do own the plot. You know what else I own? These posh new glasses I got yesterday. They're cute! LAST CHAPTER! I think.
Author note: I really liked this review I got the other day and I think I may turn this to mild sort of slash. It was from "Ruse123", she said, "I have never seen them as both being specifically gay, they are just in love with each other." Thanks, I liked that!
Chapter 9: blackbirdRemus began to stir. Sirius sat up in the chair he had placed beside Remus' bed. This all seemed so familiar, like they had sat like this before. And then he remembered that they had. Sirius had realized that night that this was how it should be, Sirius watching over Remus. That's why Sirius had decided to offer Remus a permanent residence here. He'd discovered in the past months that he missed being the marauders. He couldn't have James, so he'd at least have Remus, it would be just like old times.
Remus sat up and looked at Sirius. "What happened, Sirius?"
"Well, you, uh, you took too many sleeping pills."
"Oh, yeah." He lay back down and stared at the ceiling despondently. "Why didn't you just let me die?"
Silence. A very uncomfortable silence in which Sirius played with a split end on his beautiful head of hair. "Because I love you." He finally said.
"Excuse me?" he sat up again.
"I do, I love you. As a marauder, as a friend, as a brother, Remus. And I would not just stand by and let my brother die!"
"I understand that. But it was what I wanted."
"Why, Remus? Why on earth would you want to die?"
"I have nothing to live for. Mary is gone, James is married—"
Sirius cut him off. "What about me?" he'd been dying to ask that question for weeks. "What about me, Remus? I sat by your bed when you were dying. I read you notes from the Marauder Book. I saved you when your lungs failed, Remus! And what does Mary do? She comes in and bloody kisses you and—"
"Sirius, do not talk about her like that. She's gone, leave her alone."
"Sorry." Sirius fiddled with a string on his shirt. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm still here. We're both in the same boat now. Both of us don't have a girl, right?"
"Yes, I suppose."
"So, live for me."
More silence in which Remus chews on the nail of his left forefinger. He finally says, "You're right. I can't believe I have been so thick. I do have you. I guess I never stopped to think about how much I would hurt you if I died."
"Not only me, Remus. You would have hurt James and Lily and, unintentionally, their child! You would have hurt Dumbledore and the entire Order! They care about you a helluva lot. They would have been there for you too when Mary died, if only you'd asked. You need to ask for help, Remus because sometimes we're not sure if you need it. You're like that, cagey."
"I do hide things an awful lot, don't I?"
"An awful lot."
"Yeah…"
"Well," Sirius says. "What do you want to do?"
"Pardon?"
"It's your day, Remus."
"Well, do you know something? When I was in that coma, it must have been when you were reading the book, I had the craziest urge to listen to the White Album."
"The Beatles?"
"That's right."
"Your wish is my command. Would you care to join me in the living room?"
"Certainly."
Sirius helped Remus up and led him to the living room, where he plopped down onto the couch. Sirius went over to his phonograph, the one that Remus had given him for his 18th birthday. He rifted through his records and found the White Album. "Which song?" he asked.
"Oh, you pick." Remus answered.
Sirius grinned, placed the record on the turntable and set the needle down. He walked over to the couch and sat next to Remus as the record crackled and the song began.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
"That's you." Sirius says, pulling Remus toward him and kisses his temple gently. "You're my little blackbird, with your broken wings. But you can learn to fly again."
"With your help." Remus replies, and falls asleep on Sirius shoulder while "Rocky Raccoon" plays.
A/N: what do you think? Should that be the end? I REALLY need your help on this one! Should there be an epilogue? Or a whole other official chappie? Please, help! Also, this is amusing; I have this inexplicable urge to say, "little did Remus know, he would fall in love with Sirius' cousin, some twenty years later…" heeheehee.