Hmmkay. So, here's the next chapter. Yes, I know it took me forever. Anywho, I just read over my last chapter, and I realized what an idiot I was. Did you realize that I said Remus' eyes were a hauntingly pale blue? Yeah, it just so happens that his eyes are amber. So I'll be calling them amber from now on. Just thought I should let you know.
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Chapter 7: Look What You've Done To Me.
A week had passed since the...incident. Or whatever it was that was making Peter's friends act so strange. Well, James was still normal, besides the odd serious glances he kept throwing at Padfoot and Moony. The whole problem seemed to be lying with them. And Peter didn't know what the hell the problem even was.
They avoided eachother like they both had the plague or something. Did one of them? Maybe...
No. Stupid idea. They wouldn't avoid eachother because of that. And, Moony! Good God, his friend looked like he'd been run over by a fucking train! Plus two tons of elephants on board. In other words, he looked like death itself. Only in human form.
Peter sighed and plopped down on the padded burgundy couch in the Gryffindor common room next to James. He stared determinedly at the wavering blue, yellow and orange flames that danced in the stone fireplace. Hazel eyes stared at him curiously.
"Something on your mind, Wormy?"
Peter directed his gaze to James, instead of the flickering fire.
"You know something about Moony and Padfoot that you're not bothering to tell me. I'm part of this pack...group...whatever, too! I deserve to know!"
James stared wide eyed at him for a second, as though not believing that Peter could figure that much out. Peter wasn't that stupid. He quickly covered his shock up.
"Ermm...I don't know what your talking about."
His hand came up to scratch the back of his neck nervously, and his hazel eyes darted away, apparently finding the worn chair next to the couch amazingly interesting. Peter snorted.
"I'm not an idiot. And even if I was, you're a horrible liar. No wonder you get so many detentions."
"Hey! I resent that!"
Suddenly, the Gryffindor portrait swung open loudly, and Sirius traipsed in.
So much for my interrogation, Peter thought glumly.
"What do you resent, Prongsie old boy? Could it be the hair that decided to grace your oh so funny shaped head?"
James glared. Sirius smirked.
"My head is not funny shaped! And, actually, I was just resenting that I had to hang around such an ugly old dog all the time."
Sirius clutched his heart in mock pain, looking completely insane because of the gigantic smile that graced his full mouth. It didn't really work for the pained look. Although, the circles under his eyes did. He hadn't gotten much sleep after the thing with Moony. Hell, he hadn't gotten any sleep. Those enchanting golden eyes kept haunting him, burning him with their gaze. In fact, he could feel them on him now. Remus was over in one of the over stuffed chair close to the fire. Sirius had memorized the tawny hair colored boy's position after starring at him for so long. He shook his head; he didn't want to think about that, about Remus. It hurt him too much, and he was afraid of what would happen if he broke down in front of a crowd of Gryffindors. No. His mind switched back to James and their ever increasing chance of a play fight. The dog inside of him immediately became excited at this prospect.
"Prongs! I mean, you can insult me, but there's no need to bash the canine species! Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners? Well, I suppose she was trying to shut that large trap of yours all the time and just didn't have the time to-"
James suddenly sprang up from the couch and tackled Sirius to the floor, yelling his legendary battle cry. Sirius whooped. They began to wrestle playfully, and immediately a crowd gathered around, cheering them on. Most of them were girls. They'd take any chance they could get to see a small glimpse of the wonderfully built bodies of Padfoot and Prongs. During fights, the rolling and tackling usually caused their shirts to rip or get scrunched up or something along those lines. In fact, it generally looked like they'd just shagged eachother senseless (which the female population enjoyed greatly. The look, not what it looked like.) Sirius, however, thought this revelation to be rather revolting. James? That was like shagging a brother. Um, ew.
Remus, on the other hand. Now, he was definitely shaggable. That slim lean body, those glowing amber eyes flecked with gold, and that ruffled mop of tawny hair. Sirius shuddered just thinking of him. A pain in his side jolted him back to the present and away from Remy la-la land. James, apparently, found it amusing to continually punch his side. Ah, well, this was a play fight. James1, Sirius0. A rumbling growl escaped his throat and he wrapped his tanned arm around James' neck, squeezing the air from his lungs. James gagged. Sirius1, James1. Prongs' face was beginning to turn an ugly shade of red, and Sirius started wondering again. He pondered of what Remus would like with his face light red, panting from Sirius methodically thrusting inside of him. Sirius could picture his smaller frame under him, panting and moaning. The thought made Sirius painfully aroused.
Suddenly, a swift, well delivered punch was shoved into his gut, pushing all of the air out of him. He toppled over with a gasp, and James fell beside him. Sirius1, James2. Shit. James won. Sirius didn't like loosing, but he wouldn't be a bad sport. That would be un-proper, and if he had learned anything at all from his deranged family, it was that being proper was as important as breathing.
Both were panting heavily, trying to suck in as much of that clean crisp air as possible. Sirius groaned and pulled himself to his feet. Cheering sounded around him. He grinned haughtily and bent down to pull James to his feet. James leaped up, and they both bowed to their oh so wonderful audience.
Sirius slipped on a charming grin and turned to James.
"Good..err..game, mate."
James smiled in return.
"Yeah, it was…..I kicked your arse."
Then he sprinted behind a group of giggling sixth year girls before Sirius could sock him. A busty blonde sidled up next to Sirius, trailing a dainty finger down his well muscled chest.
"Did you get hurt at all," She looked up through thick lashes, pouting her lips slightly, "I could make it all better."
Sirius grinned. Yet inside, he couldn't help but wish that Remus had been the one who'd offered.
Remus felt his heart clench with jealousy as the beautiful blonde girl, named Leila, placed her finger on Sirius' chest. After watching Sirius grin charmingly at the girl, he knew he'd been right before. Sirius thought of him as nothing but a two minute fling. A good snog. Hell, everyone knew Sirius went both ways. If a guy was hot enough, who was he to say no? That's what Sirius had always improvised.
Remus had been an idiot during the previous week. After figuring out that he really didn't want to die, even if he had to live without Sirius, he'd read as many werewolf information books as he could get his hands on. It turned out that a werewolf didn't actually need to be coupled with their mate to survive, only near them. So, Remus concluded, as long as he stayed friends with Sirius, he could keep on living.
Although, as he watched Sirius lead the blonde up to their dorm rooms, he felt a burning pain pierce his heart. How could he do this to him? Wasn't Sirius his best friend? Aren't best friends supposed to care? Obviously not.
Then again, it was his entire fault. He'd been the one to tell Sirius that he didn't love him, didn't care for him other than in a platonic way. God, what a fucking idiot he was. But he couldn't have taken James away from Sirius, and now, Sirius looked happy. And if Sirius was happy, then that was good enough for him. But sometimes, every once in a while, Remus wanted Sirius to just look for once. Look at what he'd reduced him to. Of course, Remus didn't blatantly broadcast his pain. Oh no, it was very well hidden, but if one looked close enough they could see it. A deep burning pain that swirled in his golden eyes like irate thunderclouds.
Now, a week later, everything seemed normal. Potions still consisted of wild pranks thrown at the Slytherins, one causing Snape's nose hair to turn neon pink and grow to ten feet long. James and Sirius were back to their normal Marauderish selves, and James had become close to Remus again, albeit it had been a bit awkward. Peter still participated in all of the pranks and hung onto them all like a blood deprived leech. Everything had gone back to the way it should be, but Remus couldn't help but wish some things hadn't.
Ok. This is the end of another CHAPTER. Sorry if I confused people last time. When it's the actual end of the story, you'll know. So, review please!