A Dreadfully Convenient Crossover: "Partners In Every Sense of the Word"

By Spectra16

A/N: Oh man! I'm so depressed! I've seen so many AF/HP crossovers with hundreds of reviews! Seasonal depression ya'll. I watched Mystic River and it reminded me of James, Sirius, and Lupin sorta. Just mildly though. Yeah. So anyways.

I've decided to admit the fact that this will not be a very big story. I just want to get one point across, Sirius is not as innocent as Rowling makes him seem. Schemes, MUHAHAHA! I'm excited for a certain scene, but I'm still trying to figure out how it's going to happen. No matter. Meh. Stay tuned!

"I wanna love somebody,

Just want to love somebody right now.

There's just no pleasing me.

Lady, lay your love on me.

It'll come in your sweet time.

I just gotta let you in.

The blind leading the blind,

Getting underneath your skin.

I can feel you in the silence,

It'll never ever be.

Love, only love can set you free."

--"Love Somebody" by Robbie Williams

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Chapter Four: Until Morning Then

Sirius felt more relaxed than he ever had before. The wind blew his hair back, past his face painfully. Angeline held on, squeezing him once in a while. He judgment had been seriously tested today. It had been such a spur of the moment choice. Angeline had always fantasized about leaving her despicable family in a dramatic way with the man of her dreams. It was a silly dream, but ironically, it came true. Angeline smiled secretly and played with fingers against Sirius' ribs.

"Where do you want to go?" Sirius broke from his dream-like state. Angeline put her chin on his shoulder.

"Surprise me," Angeline replied. Sirius reared up on his motor bike and levitated above the paved road they had been on for a half an hour. Sirius didn't pay any mind to where James and Remus would've gone, his mind was racing at the thought of Angeline. This is incredible, Sirius thought. How ironic it had been that Remus just asked if he felt in love.

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Sirius opened the door to his apartment, which was dark and cold. He flicked his wand a little to artificially light up the kitchen and the living room. Sirius' heart skipped when he heard a man groan from the couch. Angeline slowly looked around, at the walls and the floors. Several pleasant moving photographs were about. Many of them were of three men with Sirius, and some with only two men with Sirius and another woman. Angeline wondered if that had been a past girlfriend of Sirius'. She ran her fingers along the marble countertops. She spotted Sirius talking to someone who was apparently sleeping on the couch.

"You're drunk, Remus. Go back to bed," Sirius muttered. Remus sprang up from the couch and stumbled onto his feet.

"Not drunk! You! You're not drunk," Remus retorted. Sirius held onto Remus' flailing arms.

"Stop it!" Sirius stopped, seeing that Lupin looked ill, more so than before. It could've been dehydration. But it also could've been something else. Sirius lifted Remus' hair out of his eyes and looked into them.

"Remus, are you sure there wasn't a full moon tonight? Is there one tomorrow? You look horrible!" Sirius spoke quietly, knowing that Angeline was only in the other room. Remus threw Sirius' grip away.

"NOT DRUNK! You don't listen! Goodnight," Remus pushed Sirius. Sirius sighed and shuffled to Angeline. She looked up at him with crystal blue eyes and smiled.

"Who's that?" Angeline asked softly. Sirius pointed at one of the pictures of the wall.

"Remus Lupin. He's sick tonight. We usually board together, so I hope you don't mind him. We could probably go somewhere else, if you wanted," Sirius hoped she would. Angeline shook her head. Perhaps he had sounded not enthusiastic enough.

"No. I like your home. It's so much more healthy than where I live. . . Lived," Angeline corrected herself and threw her arms around Sirius. The sensation of a real hug finally hit him. This was so strange, he reasoned. He put his face in her hair and stood there for a moment. Angeline pulled away and looked up at him.

"I think I'm in love," Angeline whispered. Sirius wrapped his arms around her, knowing the feeling.

"Ah," Remus groaned. Sirius' breath in took quickly, knowing what was happening. Angeline was suddenly alarmed and afraid.

"What, Sirius?" She asked as he bolted across the room and to Remus. He was curled up on the floor, silver with sweat.

"Dammit Remus, I told you!" Sirius kneeled down next to his friend, trying to help him up. Already, his hair had started to grow. He growled and moaned. Sirius used the last of his energy to throw him into the room in his apartment that they had kept empty for a reason. Sirius quickly grabbed Remus' wand out of his pocket and slammed the door shut. Remus scratched at the door with his human nails. Sirius knew what was next, the pleading.

"Please Sirius! HELP ME! AAAHH!" Lupin shouted. Sirius knew better. Once, Sirius had tried to help him as a human, but friendship was no match for the curse. Sirius had almost been bit, if not for the animagus. Sirius hesitated the bolt the door shut. He looked behind him to see the terrified face of his love. Sirius breathed heavily.

"I need your help, Angeline," Sirius started. "I'm going to go into this room, and I'm not coming out until morning. You need to lock this door behind me! LISTEN TO ME! Lock the door."

"But . . . What's going on? Is he. . . Is Remus. . ." Angeline held her hands over his mouth.

"Just do as I say Angeline!" Sirius yanked open the door and shut it quickly behind him. His back pressed up against the wood as he looked into the green eyes of the werewolf. Sirius quickly changed his form into the Grim, the black dog, the Sirius he was. Remus suddenly became less interested in the human that was in the room with him.

Angeline noticed the growling had stopped. She slowly locked each bolt on the door, just as Sirius had told her. She slunk back into the couch and waited. Even with the stress and panic on her mind, she fell asleep, just as the black dog and werewolf did in the corner of the stained red room.