Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter. BTW, was anyone else offended by the Remus/Tonks?… I wanted it to burn….
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Sirius stepped into the Great Hall with a firm gait. Usually, he would wait for Jamie and they would enter together, but James had sent him on with insistent pushes.
"You know as well as anyone that we owe Remus a million times over for the homework help he's given us over the years. So you are going to do him a favor and talk to Lucius to find out what's up with him and Snape!"
He was not exactly sure what had tempted James to pull out the amazing use of the so-called 'puppy eyes', but Sirius was taken to his knees at the cuteness.
Thus, he found himself walking up to the Slytherin table where some of his worst enemies sat and jerked roughly on a handful of Lucius' platinum hair.
"Ow! What in the seven hells was that for, you bloody- oh…. Hey, Black. You needed something?"
He nodded and turned to walk off, motioning to Malfoy over his shoulder. Down in the dungeons, he slammed his fist on Cintauri's classroom door. "Sis! Open up! I need to use your room for a bit!"
"Bloody hell!" she shrieked, slamming open the door. Her eyes were red like there was a rash around them and her hair was in a mess. She wasn't even dressed, to Sirius's surprise. It was nearing class time in an hour ought.
Sirius patted her shoulder. "What happened, Cin? You look like you've been crying."
"I don't want to talk about it." She ushered the two boys inside and closed the door behind him. Spread out on her desk was a bottle of whiskey and a few glasses. Each looked well-used.
"Wow, Cin. You're drunk, aren't you?" He cleared off the desk and put the bottles in her usually locked china cabinet. Lucius sat down at the table near her.
"Just what made you want to get drunk like this, professor?"
She slammed her fist down on the desk but visibly didn't have any tears left to cry. "Damn wanker is engaged! I just have to ask: would you expect a guy to tell you if he had a second girlfriend? Is that too much to ask? I don't think so!"
"Frank?" Sirius asked her, rubbing her hair softly. His big sister nodded fiercely, wiping her hand over her eyes. "I can't believe that he would do something like this!"
The two teens comforted their young teacher until finally she scooted her chair back, tossing Sirius the keys to her room and muttering something about 'get cleaned up so I don't look like a hipogriff got a hold of me'.
Lucius plopped down on her desk with none of his usual elegance. In fact, he looked tired. "Did you want to talk to me about something, Sirius? Because if not, I really need to get something to eat."
"You don't look that good, man," he commented, watching Lucius's head fall onto his chest. "Well, either way, Jamie sent me to talk to you."
"And of course we all must do as Jamie tells us to. What did he want you to say to me? The usual 'hurt our friend and die' rant? Seriously, Sirius, what kind of person do you take me for."
Sirius blanched. He could just imagine himself in the role of Remus's mother, crying over her little boy's first boyfriend. "Trust me, Lucy, I won't be screaming at you until you act like a threat to our friend. Then I'll be trying to kill you.
"No, I want to know what you weren't telling us yesterday. You're going to tell me what is going on between you and that grease-pit known as Snape."
Lucius scowled at the invasion of his privacy and stood up, sharply. "That's none of your business, Black. In case you weren't aware, I don't need you to fuss over me. I don't need anyone."
The Gryfendor grabbed the other by the top of his arm. "Don't pull that hoity-toity macho crap with me, Malfoy. It was you who told me about going to your secret place to get the same comfort you offered me."
Long, blonde hair was tossed over a robed shoulder as Lucius, at his own pain, jerked his arm from Sirius' hold. "Screw you, Black. Unlike you, I'm not allowed to fuck around with my family customs. Maybe that's what makes us different, eh?"
"You're following in your father's footsteps!" Sirius demanded. Lucius's father, Memnoch Malfoy, was one of the most prejudice people on the face of the planet! Sirius wasn't going to have his friend dating a mini version of that!
"I never said I was. I never said I wasn't, either! For god's sake, Black, what business is this of yours? If you're so worried about Lupin, fine, tell him to break up with me! I dare you to try and make him agree to that."
He stormed out of the room, slamming the door insistently behind him, leaving Sirius standing in the room, puffed up and angry. God now all he wanted to do was punch something!
Sirius was still in his pissy mood two classes later to everyone's amusement. Except for James, Remus, and Peter. "What's up with you, Siri? I mean, you look like you're about to kill a small, innocent animal."
He almost contented himself with the thought of proving Peter correct and strangling the rat just to be contrary, but he thought better of it.
"I'm just really mad at somebody right now. I kinda wish I could punch his bloody face in, but what good would it do? He would probably rat me out anyway. Can't keep his damn comments to himself."
Peter eeped and stepped behind James, hoping the stronger boy would protect him. "No, Wormtail, despite the rodent references, I actually don't mean you."
From across the room, he could tell that Lucius was listening in on their conversation, probably wondering if Sirius would take his bait and insist that Remus break up with his new boyfriend.
Well, no one would ever be able to call Sirius Black a coward. "Moony, I have to warn you about something. There's something weird going on with your new boy."
"Lucius? What about him? I heard a few people say that you dragged him out by his hair the first thing in the morning. I mean, that's harsh, Siri! You have to be nice or he might take it out on me and not like me anymore!"
It never ceased to amaze Sirius that the so-called studious party-pooper could turn into a haughty little brat where his happiness was concerned, but Sirius thought quietly that it was part of what made Remus himself.
"You know what… nevermind. I should totally back out of your relationship, right?"
Remus smiled brightly. "Bingo! So… you back off, I don't bite you! I mean it, Siri, I'm able to be happy for you and Jamie, and that totally knocked me off my rocker."
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James made small, appreciative whimpering sounds as Sirius sucked and bit harshly at his neck. It hurt and made him wince, but something in the back of his mind almost liked the harsh treatment.
"What has been up with you today? You've been in a bad mood ever since you talked to Lucy this morning." He ran his hands through the longer black hair and nuzzled his boyfriend's cheek. "You never did tell me how that went."
"I can't believe I trusted that jerk. He's absolutely no use to Remus! What is he doing with a wanker like that!" Sirius ground his hips dangerously firmly into James's.
James pulled Sirius away from him, trying to preserve his un-broken skin from Sirius's teeth. "Geez, I can see that I'm about to get the brunt of someone's bad mood. Maybe I should tickle him happy!"
He pushed his boyfriend down and jerked Sirius's cloak off of him, revealing the bare chest underneath. James trailed his hands lightly down the lean sides before twitching his fingers in a way to send the other reeling.
"Uncle, uncle! Jamie! Stop it! I'm going to get you for this!" Sirius laughed and shoved his boyfriend playfully off of the bed, James landing with a thump.
"Hey!" James picked himself up over the side of the bed and half-laid on Sirius's stomach. "Mm. I love you, Siri."
The two leaned down, ready to kiss when someone knocked on their door. "Go away, Remus! Peter, I'll scalp you! Anyone else, just go drown!"
James punched him in the shoulder and pulled his shirt back on. "Ignore the grumpy one. Come on in."
A red-haired girl poked her head into the room. "James? Can I talk to you?"
He recoiled a bit and glared minutely from behind his glasses. "What else is there to say between us, Lily? I would respect you a lot more if you left right now, please."
"I can't do that, James Potter. Trust me, I wouldn't be here if this wasn't really important that I can only come to you with."
He sighed and got up, brushing his fingers over Sirius's lips. He could never refuse someone in need, it seemed, and he did owe Lily one or two.
"I'll be right back, Siri. I can't bring myself to ignore her."
Sirius frowned. "Yeah, but you can ignore me? Geez. So cold, Jamie. So cold."
"You'll live." He took Lily by the crook of her elbow and led her to a private corner of the common room. "What did you want to talk about?"