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A/N: We'll I've been wondering, would you guys want an appearance from Lily and/or Joe in the next chapter? Let me know. This chapter has been edited (again)
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It's a miracle I made it from work to my apartment in one piece. I'm astounded that they would even consider it. Remus come and live with me? That's just absurd. I was so dumbfounded that I didn't even protest. After they told me I just sat there and stared at them, but eventually I left Dumbledore's office and some how made it to my car.
My mind still can't comprehend the concept of having Remus come and live here, with me, at this apartment, for a week and a half. Normally this would have been 100 percent okay with me, but after what happened today…I'm not sure what I'd do if that situation were to repeat itself.
"I need a drink…" I drag my feet all the way to the fridge and pull a beer out of a practically empty refrigerator. I pop it open and take a swig. I walk back to the living room; I throw myself on to the sofa and look at my surroundings. There's a fine layer of dust that covers most of the living room, coats and shoes lay discarded on the floor and you can't even see the coffee table under all of the papers and magazines. I take another gulp of my beer and sit up straight. I realize with a horror that I'm going to have to clean up the house and get it ready for Remus. No one's been in the guest bedroom in weeks. I hope it's still inhabitable….
I finish my drink and throw away the can.
Might as well start now.
I tie up my hair and look around at my filthy apartment once more. I'm never home; it shouldn't be this fucking dirty! I groan and take out the cleaning supplies I keep in the bathroom cupboards.
Yup this is going to suck beyond all reason…
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It's been exactly two days, 18 hours and 27 minutes since I last saw Sirius. I wasn't expecting him to come by again on Saturday. Not after what happened…but two whole days. That's just outrageous! Luckily the sketch pad he gave me has kept me occupied for the majority of the time.
I still miss him though…it's really pathetic but I miss him and I've only known him for what, a week maybe. But what's even more pathetic is the fact that I can't get him out of my mind! Even as I draw in my pad I start doodling little hearts and his initials all over the page. It's so sappy and fluffy I want to choke myself… What am I, a girl or something? I'm falling hard and it makes me want to gag…
It's not like it'll work out. There's a large age difference between us and it's not like he'd want me anyway. I'm a scrawny orphan with over active hormones who likes to humiliate people in public places. Sirius is gorgeous, has a good paying job and can get any girl he wants, all he has to do is flash that toothy smile of his and women start to swoon. More importantly than that is the fact that Sirius is straight, after all he did go out with Linda. So he's obviously not interested in guys.
Yeah all of these thoughts are doing wonders for my ego…
I crawl miserable out of bed and to the nearest bathroom. Once done with my business I grab my sketch pad on the table and plop down on my bed. I absent mindedly start to doodle over a page. My hair falls into my face; I push it behind my ears just to have it fall in front of my eyes once more. I try to get comfortable and return to my sketch but my heart's not in it so I set it aside. For awhile all I do is lie on my back and stare at the ceiling…
My mind wonders off and I start thinking of big grey eyes with long lashes, silky black hair and full red lips. I visualize a perfectly chiseled face and pearly white teeth. I grin and bite my lower lip.
This is so girly!
I take my pillow, place it over my face and start to mutter. "It's official. I, Remus J. Lupin, am gay! And I have the hots for Sirius, but who doesn't?"
Minutes later I hear the door of my room open and close, but I don't give it a second thought until I hear someone clear their throat and place something on my bed. I pull the pillow away and my gaze falls on none other than my doctor. She smiles kindly at me and I return her gesture.
"Well, Remus it's been a pleasure…but as you know today you'll be released." I get up and start making the bed like I always do but Pomfrey stops me by placing her hand on my shoulder. "It's ok Remus, the nurses will take care of it." So I drop the bed sheets and move away. "You should go ahead and take a shower now Remus, Mr. Black will be coming by soon,"
I stop dead in my tracks to the bathroom and turn to Pomfrey in utter shock. "What?" I say in one breathe.
"Oh I forgot to tell you!" She slaps her forehead. "You'll be staying with Mr. Black until you've turned 18. Isn't that nice of him?" She chuckles. All time seems to freeze at that particular moment.
Oh my god! I'm gonna go live with Sirius!
Suddenly I feel all giddy and happy and I can't stop smiling. Thankfully Pomfrey had her back turned to me and can't see the stupid grin that's plastered on my face. I practically skip all the way to the bathroom.
I turn on the water faucets and strip of my clothes. Getting in the shower I grab for my shampoo. Pouring out a quarter size amount of shampoo, I start to lather up. Rinsing thoroughly, I grab for the soup and scrub my face neck and arms, followed by the rest of my body.
Five minutes later I stand in front of a mirror, a towel wrapped around my waist cheerfully brushing my teeth.
I'm gonna live with Sirius! I'm gonna live with Sirius! I'm gonna live with Sirius!
I spit out the toothpaste and rinse out my mouth. While I'm pulling on my shirt a thought hits me. What if Sirius is mad about what happened? The single thought dampens my sprits considerably. I'm in the middle of towel drying my hair when I hear a knock at the door.
"Remus?" It's one of the nurses. "Mr. Black has arrived." I throw the towel aside and start finger combing my hair; it's still damp but it'll air dry just fine. Walking out of the bathroom I hand the nurse my dirty clothes and towel. She smiles sweetly at me and walks off.
Pomfrey and Sirius are chatting with each other when I walk in. Both look up and I notice that Pomfrey is holding a small suit case in her hands.
She hands it to me. "Here, it's all of your belongings they salvaged."
"Thank you," I chance a glance at Sirius and I'm surprised to see that he's smiling.
"Well I guess this is goodbye Remus." Before I know what's happening, Pomfrey has enveloped me in a hug, so I hesitantly pat her back and she lets go all teary eyed. "Sorry, I always get emotional when my patients leave…"
"It's ok…" I pat her shoulder awkwardly and she brushes away a stray tear.
Sensing the water works coming, Sirius places a hand on my shoulder - I involuntarily shiver - and starts leading me to the door. "Yes, well, Dr. Pomfrey we'll be sure to come and visit…" inching closer and closer to the door I hold my breath. "So goodbye."
"Goodbye…" replies a sobbing Pomfrey. Slowly we close the door behind us. Once outside of the hospital we both breathe a sigh of relief. Sirius chuckles as we walk to his car.
He opens the door for me like always and I get in. He turns on the radio and starts humming along to a song. He doesn't seem angry or disgusted about what happened, so if he's going to pretend like it didn't happen then so will I.
"I've cleaned up my place just for you, so be thankful you won't be sleeping amongst rats." He winks at me, extracting a laugh. "That's why I haven't come to see you, I was busy exterminating the roaches that lived in the kitchen cabinets," My eyes grow wide in horror. He has to be joking.
Seeing my reaction he throws his head back and laughs. "I'm kidding…they lived underneath the fridge." I shake my head in disapproval.
We go through a gate to a series of buildings, all of them apartments. Sirius parks his car and we get out. We have to go up two sets of stairs until we get to the right door, room E7. He takes out his keys and opens the door. I walk into a neat looking living room, to the left of it is the kitchen. Before I can look any further, Sirius speaks.
"Come on, let me show you around my tiny apartment." He walks a few steps forwards then turns around. "Uh…the living room!" he motions to left. "The kitchen!" he motions to his right. "Your lovely tour guide!" he strikes a pose. "Just kidding. Anyways, onward!" We reach a tiny hallway and he stops. "Over there, that's the bathroom," He points to the farthest door on the right. "And right next to it is my room. The guest bedroom is over there," he points to the only door on the left side of the hall way, "That's where you'll be sleeping. So let me show it to you." He opens the door and we step inside.
It's bigger than my last bedroom, as well as a lot cozier. It has a twin size bed, a wooden dresser, a desk and a chair. The walls are plain and white but I don't mind. Sirius sets my suitcase on top of the dresser.
"So…what do you think?"
"You have a very nice home, Mr. Black," I say politely.
"It looks nice because I recently cleaned it, remember, and don't call me 'Mr. Black,' it makes me feel old." He wrinkles his nose in distaste.
"Alright, Sirius, you have a very nice home." He smiles and nods his head.
"That's more like it! Oh, and before I forget, would you like take out or take out for dinner?"
"I don't know, they both sound so appealing," I respond sarcastically.
"Take out it is!" He claps his hands and exits the room. I roll my eyes and open the suitcase on top of the dresser. I'm pleased to find the photograph of my family and me inside. I take it out and set it on top of the desk; I then continue to unpack my belongings until I see Sirius pop his pretty head in the door.
"How's the unpacking going?" He asks plopping down on the bed.
"Fine…"
He notices the picture of my family on the desk and takes it in his hands. "Your family?" it was more of statement that a question, so I didn't answer. "What was her name? Your sister that is…" he asks, pointing and my only sibling's smiling face.
"Angelina…" I say in a sad voice "she was only 10."
"You two were close?"
I nod. "Very…" Sirius drapes his arm over my extremely boney shoulders.
"They say time heals everything,"
"Yeah, they also said that the world was flat, but we all know that's not true." I shrug off his arm and he gives me a sad frown and puts the picture back on the desk.
"Well, I originally came to tell you that the take out is here. So if you're hungry…you know." I roll my eyes at him again and we head for the kitchen.
The Chinese take out is good, and we even manage to have a lovely debate on whether the color was named after the orange or the orange was named after the color.
"Sirius it's only logical! The color was named after the fruit!" I take another sip of my soda and place the can down on the table again.
"Like I've said, Remus, they could have named the color first then named the orange after it because of its hue!"
I snort. "Right…" Sirius pouts and looks at his wrist watch.
"Whoa, it's past midnight." I start picking up the empty take out containers. "We'll continue this conversation another day…" He gives me a sinister glare and I roll my eyes.
I throw away the trash and go to my room to change. I see Sirius, wearing only his boxers, step out of the bathroom as I exit my room toothbrush in hand.
"Goodnight!" he says cheerfully, I feel color rush to my face.
Need to stop doing that!
"Night…" I mutter to the floor. This is going to be harder than I thought.
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