I must apologise for how OOC this is in places, for some characters. Blame it all on the chocolate. Either that or on the Red Dwarf marathon (seven episodes in a weekend!). This will deviated from the movie and book plot in several ways. Just to warn you. Cole Sear, btw, is the boy from the Sixth Sense. I had to look his name up, so don't feel bad.
Sirius was in an unusual position.
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(AN- Be honest, what position were you guys thinking about?)
Normally, he took hours to get ready, rushing around doing his hair and makeup. But for once he was the one lying on his bed while watching Remus, the only organised Marauder, run around the room. In ten minutes they were planning to leave. But Remus didn't know what to wear. He was only dressed in his dressing gown, and Sirius was having to tell his body quite strenuously that he was not watching Remus in order to see flashes of skin.
"Padders! Stop just watching me and help!"
Sirius sighed. "Wear that blue shirt and the black trousers in your trunk."
Remus nodded, grabbed the clothes, and disappeared into the bathroom. Sirius began to paint his nails, holding them up to the light and blowing on them occasionally to help them to try. Soon Remus emerged, a shy smile on his lips.
"How's this?" He twisted to see his rear. "Are the trousers too tight?"
Sirius exhaled. The sight of the trousers clinging to every part of Remus' perfect posterior was driving him nuts, and he really should say yes. But still… it'd be a crime to destroy such a work of art. "They're perfect. But the shirt…" Sirius swung himself off the bed and walked across the room. He undid the top few buttons, his hands lingering slightly too long on Remus' chest. "That's better," he said breathily. They stared into each other's eyes, sharing the moment. They moved their heads closer…
"Will you two hurry up so I can get some sleep?" James' disembodied voice made them step away from each other, avoiding eye contact and shuffling their feet.
Remus glanced at the clock. "Crap, we have to go!"
Sirius shrugged. "It's ok, I'll fly us there. Come on, I'll make you look good with some makeup. A bit of eyeshadow… and mascara, but your eyelashes are so damn curly anyway… eyeliner, give you smoky eyes… and lipgloss." Sirius pulled the applicator from the gloss and applied it to Remus' pouting lips, enjoying the feeling of the smooth stick ghosting over those perfect lips… Sirius yelped and stuck the lipgloss on his cabinet. "Right, let's go." Sirius grabbed his (black) leather jacket and slung it on. Remus picked up a black jacket and followed him down the stairs.
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"OK, put the helmet on, and hold on to me."
Remus laughed. "I have done this before, you know."
"You've never flown." Sirius swung one leg over the bike and revved the engine. "Let's go." The motorbike roared off down the drive. Remus held tight to Sirius' waist, trying not to look at the fast approaching very solid wall.
Sirius pressed the button and the bike lifted off. He smiled as he felt Remus snuggle in closer. The warmth against his back felt natural, rather than the constricting heat he felt when he took girls out on his bike. He'd never flown with a girl on his bike. In fact, the only other person he'd flown with had been James. 'James didn't hold on to you on his first flight,' said the treacherous voice in the back of his mind. 'He was all right. Why'd you tell Remus to?'
"Shut up!"
He felt Remus sit up. "What, Siri?" he yelled.
"Nothing." He began to whisper furiously. "I was just worried about him. He's not as used to being in the air as Prongs."
'Yeah, right. Not because you wanted him to have his arms around you then.'
"No! I do not feel anything for Remus. He is my best friend, and friends do not feel like that. Especially when they're both male."
'Just keep telling yourself that.'
Sirius hit his head with one hand, ultimately succeeding in silencing the annoying voice (he thought it sounded a bit like an Edwin), but also giving himself slight concussion. The bike began to weave dangerously through the clouds. Behind him, Remus screamed.
"What're we gonna hit up here?" Sirius said blearily. "A rock disguised as a cloud?"
He swerved to avoid the next cloud, just in case it had heard his words and decided to take his words as reality. Squinting, he thought he could see a flying party coming towards them, so he made the bike drop about twenty feet (or 6.1m, depending on which system you use. But feet is better). Looking at the wheels of the bike, he thought he was riding on the ground. Strange, he'd been up a lot higher earlier.
Remus hit his back. "Get us up! We're on the trees!"
'That would explain it, wouldn't it,' said Edwin.
Sirius pouted, shook his head to move Edwin, and pulled the bike up.
"Are we nearly there yet?" Remus yelled.
Sirius glanced down at the ground, and wondered muzzily why it was rushing up to meet him. Remus reached around him, leaning totally against him (Sirius smirked), and pressed the button which allowed them to land safely. Sirius looked up at their position.
"We're here!"
The building in front of them was… bleak, to say the least. Snow was on the ground- a strange occurrence in a country where the most common weather is rain, and any snow that dares to appear becomes brown slush upon contact with the ground. Nevertheless, crisp white snow covered the ground. The factory buildings were made of a dull grey metal, with a sickly smelling smoke hanging over everything.
"It's beautiful," Remus breathed, taking off his helmet.
Sirius turned to stare at him. "Are you blind? It's awful!"
Remus shrugged. "I know, but it's a chocolate factory. That equals instant beauty."
Sirius shook his head. He flipped the seat on his bike to reveal a large compartment, where he stuffed the helmets. He muttered an anti theft charm and left the bike.
They walked to the front of the factory. A large crowd was stood around, eerily silent. Sirius resisted the urge to yell 'banana-hammock' and instead elbowed his way through the people, not getting any complaints. In front of the factory gates there was a little semicircle where only eight people were stood. Remus moved to stare at the gates, his eyes wide open. Sirius looked at his watch- five minutes left. Plenty of time to look at the others.
Lucius Malfoy was furthest away from them, with a tall blonde man behind him. They had the same look of haughty superiority. Both looked down their noses, giving the impression that they had neck problems.
Next to Malfoy was Snape. Sirius screwed up his face in disgust. The man next to him had the same hooked nose, but he wasn't Snape's father. Maybe his uncle. Sirius had seen Snape's father one September at King's Cross, right before he'd turned Snape's hair purple.
There was a very short boy next, with curly brown hair. Sirius knew this had to be Frodo, and therefore sixteen, but he was finding that hard to believe. His body looked like that of a six year old, but his face was slightly older. Say twelve. His eyes were the bright blue of tarpaulins. His adult was about three times his height, an old man in flowing grey robes with a long beard. He looked a bit like Dumbledore.
The last winner was the youngest. He was about ten years old, with his arms clutched around him in a childlike gesture. The man stood behind him looked as though he'd be more comfortable barefoot and in a vest than in the suit he was wearing.
Behind them the bells in the churches began to ring, and the gates swung ominously open. Remus caught his breath and reached down for Sirius' hand. Sirius tried to ignore the warm feeling inside, and settled for yelling at Edwin to stop sniggering.
Once they were inside, the cast iron gates fell shut with a decisive clang. There appeared to be no way into the factory itself, until cheesy music began to play out of huge loudspeakers which had just appeared over the factory. It reminded Sirius of the one time he'd been dragged into a Muggle shopping centre. Part of the building swung round, to reveal puppets dressed in little costumes.
Sirius wasn't expecting them to sing, and when they did he hid behind Remus.
"Tilly Tonka, Tilly Tonka, the amazing chocolatier,
Tilly Tonka, Tilly Tonka, everybody give a cheer
He's modest, clever, and so smart, he barely can restrain it
With so much generosity, there is no way to contain it,
Tilly Tonka, Tilly Tonka, he's the one that you're about to meet
Tilly Tonka, Tilly Tonka, he's a genius who just can't be beat
The magician and the chocolate whiz
The best darn guy who ever lived
Tilly Tonka, here he is!"
And with that, the puppets exploded in a nice pyrotechnics display.
Sirius sniggered. "His name's Tonka. No wonder the chocolate's only called Tilly's."
Remus shot him an irritated look and dropped his hand. "What?" he whispered.
Sirius smirked. "Tilly Tonka. Like being called Dick, or Cock, or Penis."
Remus sighed. "Don't be so immature."
"What? You expect me to drop that?" Sirius sniggered again, but quietly so that Remus wouldn't hit him.
The other winners were looking around, none of them having heard the conversation between Remus and Sirius. Malfoy sneered. "And where exactly is this genius?"
"Right behind you."
Everyone jumped and turned to look. A man was stood there. He was quite tall, but when Sirius twisted his head he could see the high heels on the man's boots. He was wearing a full length fur coat and a top hat. His haircut was absolutely awful (Sirius ran his hand through his own long hair just to check it was still there) but despite that he was drop dead gorgeous.
'Not just Remus you're going for, then.'
Sirius ignored Edwin, and looked at Remus. He was standing with a coy smile on his face as Tilly stared down at him. Sirius pretended to stumble, cannoning into Remus and breaking the eye contact. "Sorry Rem," he said sheepishly.
Remus smiled tightly. "That's ok. Get up."
Sirius stood, brushing himself off and muttering dark threats to 'Tilly' if he looked at Remus like that again.
"Friends. I am Tilly Tonka. Come into my factory." And with that, Tilly walked past them and through a little door that had been hidden behind the puppets.
Really rubbish place to leave it, but I thought I'd better post something soon. The next chapter of Seeing will probably be up tomorrow, those of you who read it.
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