Okay, here's the next story. Sorry it took so
long, Loves. This is another Remus/Sirius story. It IS slash! Don't
like, don't read.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter, though I do own two copies of all the books and all the movies.
"Tell Me You Want Me"
"Tell me you want me,"Sirius Black whispered from his position in front of one of the dormitory bathroom mirror. "Tell me you want me," he tried again, before shaking his head in defeat.
Peering glumly at his reflection, subconsciously loosening the red and gold striped tie half hidden by his ebony hair, Sirius muttered, "This is never going to work."
Slowly, as though he were attempting to wade through knee-deep water, the seventeen year old Gryffindor made his way reluctantly from the small confines of the Seventh Year bathroom.
As he carried on his slow pace into the dormitory of the four boys self-donned the Marauders, he heaved a heavy sigh, as though a weight had just been lifted from his chest.
"All right, mate?" came the voice of the bespectacled James Potter from his four-poster bed nearest the window. He looked through the gap between his red bed curtains behind which he'd been lounging for the past fifteen minutes as he waited for Sirius to finish readying himself in the bathroom.
"Just brilliant," Sirius replied with heavy sarcasm as he sat upon the very edge of James' bed. "I can't do this, Prongs."
James sat up, scrutinizing Sirius with a piercing gaze from behind his rounded glasses. "Sirius," he began in an exasperated tone as though he'd had this conversation many times before, "You have to. What if, Merlin forbid, he actually likes you back?" The tousle-haired Marauder rolled his hazel eyes before falling back onto his pillows with a light thump.
Sirius glared in return, snarling, "And if he doesn't like me, which I'm sure he doesn't, he'll never talk to me again!"
James rolled his eyes for the second time. "That won't happen. It's so obvious he likes you, Pads."
With a friendly pat on the shoulder, James pushed Sirius from his bed and towards the door leading to the Gryffindor Common Room. Sirius, being too lazy to protest, allowed his best mate to push him from the room, glaring as James yelled, obviously amused, "Good luck!" before closing the door behind him.
Knowing it would be fruitless to fight James, Sirius quickly smoothed a hand through his long tresses before moving into the Common Room. He paused briefly, scanning the room to see if Remus Lupin was here, though he knew well he wasn't, before leaving through the Portrait Hole. He was just going to have to trust James on this one.
Ten minutes later, Sirius spotted Remus seated in a vacant corner of the school library, his nose buried in a book. The scene brought a smile to Sirius' face lips, before it was whisked away by the memory of what he came here to do.
Quietly, Sirius crept towards the table at which Remus sat, trying to form a plan as to how he was going to tell friend that he was madly in love with him. As of yet, he was drawing a blank.
As Sirius neared, the lycanthrope closed his book with a muffled snap, before setting it down upon the wooden tabletop before him. Remus yawned openly, stretching his arms high above his head as he did so. Sirius watched hungrily as Remus' t-shirt lifted, showing a small section of pale skin on his lower back.
In his trance, the dark-haired Marauder failed to notice the presence of another table between himself and the werewolf. He bumped into it painfully as he tried to pass it.
Faster than the eye could see, Remus whipped around in his seat, his hand going reflexively towards his wand. He sighed in relief as he realized it was only Sirius. He was always so jumpy this close to the full moon.
"Hey, Padfoot," he said with a casual smile as he beckoned the boy towards him. "What are you doing here?" it was quite unusual to see Sirius (or James) in the library. According to them, they already knew every thing these books had to offer.
Sirius swallowed hard as he inched around the table he'd bumped into and neared the werewolf once more. His mind was blank, like a canvas a painter had forgotten he owned. Before his brain caught up with his mouth, Sirius blurted, "Moony, I love you!"
The silence that ensued this proclamation was one of the most awkward silences either of the two boys had ever lived through.
Sirius immediately clamped a hand over his mouth, clenching his eyes tightly shut. Remus' hands froze upon the book he'd been about to pick up, his heart racing against his rib cage.
After several seconds paralyzed in these positions, Remus asked quietly, "Do you mean that, Sirius?"
The animagus' eyes shot open as if he'd suddenly been electrocuted by an invisible power line. He brought his hands behind his back, where his fingers twitched and fiddled with each other in his nervous state. Barely moving his lips, Sirius replied in little more than a whisper, "Yes."
Remus could no longer contain the grin he'd been shielding for the past few minutes. He stood from his chair as though he were about to leave, but instead, he turned sharply and threw he arms around Sirius' neck in a more than friendly embrace.
Bringing his lips mere inches from Sirius' ear, Remus whispered excitedly, "I love you too, Sirius. I always have."
Sirius slowly placed his arms upon the lycanthrope's waist, holding his hips tightly. He must be dreaming; there was just no way this could possibly be happening.
"Remus. . . ." Sirius whispered in a dazed voice, "Do you really?"
"Yes, Sirius!" Remus nearly shouted, before remembering they were in the library. "Yes," he said again, quieter, pulling his face away from his mate's shoulder, a grin showing from ear to ear.
It wasn't until Sirius stared into the magnificent amber depths of Remus' eyes that it all finally hit him. Remus wasn't kidding. James had been right.
In a mere fraction of a second, Sirius' lips caught Remus' in a kiss he'd dreamed about for months, years.
In those few moments of passion, Sirius saw his life in a whole new light. He was happiness and optimism, but more than anything, Sirius saw love. A powerful love he'd share with Remus Lupin for the rest of his life, however long or short that may be.
Ta-Da! There you have it. A review would be nice because I know you all love me and I love to know what you all think about my work.
Next story: Lily/James to be out soon!
Prongsie :)