SiriusRemus
Loony for Moony
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It was James who managed to separate Remus from Jeremy and Sirius, the former who brushed it off and simply told Remus to have a 'nice day' and they'd talk again later. Sirius huffed and muttered something like 'possessive asshole' under his breath. The boy hadn't been in a good mood for the rest of the day.
The next morning the four marauders went to breakfast together, same as usual. James and Sirius were being dramatic and over the top, while Remus and Peter walked behind them, chatting casually about nothing in particular.
When they sat down at the table, Remus caught a glimpse of Jeremy from the end of the table. The boy winked at him slyly.
"So, Jeremy…umm, very nice boy," Remus started, looking at the others. Peter felt himself break into a nervous sweat as the marauder wheels in his brain started turning. He always did wake up before the others.
"What about Jeremy?" Sirius snapped, glaring at his plate. "I think he's dreadful…flirts with everyone he sees."
Peter knocked his pumpkin juice over by 'accident'. The girl next to him jumped up and shrieked. Her robes were open and she'd forgotten to put on her vest, leaving her in the white shirt they wore as school uniform.
"You idiot!" she cried, wrapping her robes round her body tightly. Her friend sitting next to her stood, worrying and fussing.
"I'm sorry! It was an accident!"
"Oh I'm sure! Accidents don't happen by accident when it comes to the marauders," she snapped, storming off. The other girl pulled a face before following.
Peter shot the others a nervous look. "I'm going to be murdered by angry fourth year girls."
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It was when Remus was off at Arithmacy and the other three had free periods that consisted of plotting in the common room.
"So, back to what happened yesterday…Wormtail," Sirius ground, eyes shooting daggers and jaw set.
Peter tried to merge himself into the chair. "It's not my fault…" he defended weakly. "It just kind of…happened."
James stood between them, giving Sirius a warning look. "We're not here to fight, we're here to talk about Moo-" he cringed at the look Sirius gave him. "Fine, damn it. His royal sexiness, happy Paddy?!"
Peter squeaked and Sirius raised a brow. "I'm not called Remus J. Lupin…that."
"Where did you get 'Paddy' from?"
The stag shot the smallest boy a teasing look. "Shall we tell him?"
Peter grinned. "Oh, but the maker of the nickname would kill us for it."
Sirius was now intrigued. "Tell me, guys! I promise I won't tell the maker of the name on you!"
"Remmie made it for his little Paddy," James filled in a sing song voice.
And from the bright red that poured onto his best friend's face, it was worth it. "Prongs don't say it like that!"
The other two laughed happily. Sirius turned back to Peter with a look of arrogance that only aristocrats could pull off. "Oh, but don't think I haven't forgotten about the Jeremy incident, dear Wormtail."
That caused the boy to sink back into the couch, muttering to himself.
"Look, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this-" James started.
Both Peter and Sirius ignored him.
"Remus thinks you like him, we covered this," Peter said. "I thought he was talking about himself, but he wasn't obviously, because he said 'I'll go talk to him'. He went to talk to Jeremy."
Sirius swore. "And now Jeremy's after Remmie."
"On the plus side," the rat said, brightening up. "He didn't like Jeremy yesterday…at all."
The Black dramatically swept his head back with his hand, and James swore the girls in the corner swooned. "Jeremy's going to turn him over to the light side! With his talk about books and smart people stuff! We'll loose him! He needs to stay on the dark side with pranks and maraudering!"
"And Padfoots," Peter offered.
James sniggered while Sirius conveniently ignored them both.
"Anyway, we need to come up with a plan," James said, sitting in the middle of the coffee table so that he could prevent Sirius and Peter from killing each other if anything happened again.
Sirius waved a hand. "I vote we leave it be."
Peter looked horrified. "I, for one, am not willing to let Jeremy take Remus to the light side. Mr. Wormtail thinks we should do something!"
"That's the spirit, Mr. Wormtail!" James cheered with a grin. "Now, let's plot!"
After a long pause, James spoke again. "Ok, we have three choices."
"What are they?" Peter asked, while Sirius continued to look up to the heavens.
"Come up with a decent plan, shoot him, or jump in and skilfully change the subject and weave Remus away."
"I vote number two," the black haired boy announced, not looking at them.
"I vote against number two, I don't want to be charged for murder just yet," Peter complained.
Sirius snapped his head up, a strange light in his eyes. "I have an idea!"
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When Remus entered the dorm room, he and Lily in a pleasant conversation of how much they hate Arthimacy homework, James and Peter were sat next to the fire…James on the table.
"Tables aren't made for sitting on, Potter. What if someone wanted to look at the fire?" Lily asked, her arms folding across her chest and a fine red brow rising. Her wavy red hair was around her arms, the larger half of the side parting held back with a clip that had several pearls on it. Her thin green eyes were not impressed.
"They can look through me, can't they?" James asked, leaning back on his hands with a smirk.
"I have to say, you're not a very good window," she scoffed.
The potter stood, running a hand through his hair. "And how are you this lovely day, Evans?"
"Horrible after seeing you," she sneered, before turning to Remus. "Sorry, I have to go. I'm trying to do this 'anti-violence' thing."
"An excuse to escape?"
She giggled and walked off.
"Go out with me, Evans!" James said with a massive grin.
"Over your dead body, Potter!"
"I'm dying for you!"
Peter looked to Remus. "I think he's starting the cheesy lines."
Remus sat down. "She knows she'd miss them if they left," he said. "Why were you on the table, Mr. Prongs?"
"Because, Mr. Moony, we were plotting with Sirius of how to get him with his dearest love."
The werewolf smile happily. "Ah, he's so nice is Jeremy. He's in Arithmacy, said he'd help me with any homework I don't understand if I was having trouble. He offered his help to Lily too, but she said she'd rather study with James Potter than the school slut. I don't think he's that bad though…"
James adopted a similar look. "She said that? Wow…she must be warming up to me. Just a little bit longer and I bet she'll start calling me James instead of Potter. I can just imagine it now…"
Peter looked around the room with disinterest, before deciding to go upstairs to check on Sirius. James soon snapped out of his daily Lily-fantasizing to notice this, just in time to see Sirius march down the stairs.
Now, this time he knew the girls swooned. Remus got snapped out of his mini-rant at the sounds of 'he's got his eye on someone again! Quick, smarten up' from various girls and turned to face the stairs, knowing exactly who it was.
His amber eyes widened and his breathing got caught in his throat. It wouldn't surprise him if Sirius was in love with himself.
Long, wavy hair that was fresh and jet black, straightening charm just been lifted from it, falling over his face and shoulders. Grey eyes standing out more than usual, probably due to the eyeliner and other makeup. The top few buttons on his shirt were undone and his black, flared school trousers were lower than normal, riding his hips. Oh, how some other lupines in the room would like to ride those hips…
Remus flushed ten shades of red at that thought. It was just the full moon…it was in a week after all.
Though, that didn't normally affect anything.
Sirius smirked, knowing from the look on the boy's face what he was thinking. The werewolf unconsciously licked his lips before turning beet red…after going through a few other shades. Flicking his hair, he winked over at a group of third years in the corner.
"Why, hello there Remus," he said- no, more like purred, flaunting up to the couch and planting his hands onto his hips. So this is why it was the most noble house of Black, why everyone flocked to most members of the family.
"Pads," Remus greeted, wanting to break the eye contact they'd suddenly got. His mouth was dry, palms sweaty, stomach churning and he lacked oxygen. "Excuse me please."
He gathered his books messily in a moment, forgetting most of them, and ran off up the stairs, bumping into Jeremy and Frank, who were coming down the stairs, dropping his books and not even turning back to get them.
James stared on in amazement.
Jeremy looked over to Sirius, who was now leaning against the couch with a smirk on his face, bringing a hand up to gather his hair and let it go. "Hello Jeremy."
Some girls in the giggled.
"Ah, my dearest Sirius. So nice to know you're not that mad at me- we couldn't have that now, could we?" Jeremy asked, walking over to Sirius with a bright smile.
"Of course, dear Jeremy. However, that doesn't mean I'm letting it go."
Frank went over and sat by James.
"I never expected you to!" the Geordie said, shocked. "But don't think you'll be getting your way."
"Well, you better stay out of my way, betn't you?"
"And why's that?"
James sighed and looked up at Frank. "Want to go to Lunch? My friends have abandoned me."
"Sure."
Sirius stepped forward, ignorant to the fact his best friend left. "Because I'm like a truck, and you're like a hedgehog. You're too slow to move when you see me coming."
"We'll see about that, Padfoot."
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When Remus was with Jeremy, there was sure to be a Sirius. And when he was with Sirius, there was sure to be a Jeremy. It was rather painful, actually, for the werewolf. Several times he'd escaped them by running off with Lily Evans, or someone else who they found as equally boring. They'd leave then.
"Wormtail, I don't know what to do!" Remus whined. "Is Sirius mad at me for getting Jeremy's attention?! Why do they both want my attention," he sucked in a breath with wide eyes. "Sirius doesn't like…no, that's silly. No way. You guys wouldn't plot against…no, no, that's silly."
Peter just nodded his head, hummed and ah'ed.
"Oh, but what do I do if Paddy is mad at me?! Paddy's one of my best friends, part of out Marauders Pack! I couldn't bear to loose him!"
Blue eyes took him in warily. "You've been spending too much time with Paddy."
Remus flushed. "What's wrong with me calling him Paddy?"
"Nothing, I think it's cute," Peter said with a shrug, flipping a page of his-sorry, James' Quidditch Weekly. "You started calling him that in like…third yeah. When you were half asleep after a full moon. I believe the words were something like 'piss 'ff, P'ddy'."
Grinning at the pure embarrassment of his friend, Peter turning his attention away from the magazine. "Anyway, you two have your date soon, sort it out then."
Remus groaned, burying his head in his bed. "Don't remind me!!"
James and another of the boys stepped out the bathroom, Frank following.
"Sirius and Jeremy are having their normal nightly 'help me with my hair' routine, seeing as no one else can perform the straightening charm," James informed. "They can't be too angry with each other."
Remus scoffed. "They're the only ones who know it because they're girls."
"I heard that, Remus John Lupin!" shouted a voice suspiciously like Sirius'.
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"Honestly, he's such a prat sometimes," Sirius told Jeremy, looking in the mirror again. Jeremy wrapped another piece of the dark hair round his wand.
"Yet you're totally infatuated," the other boy teased, pulling away to dodge being attacked. "Hey, it's true!"
"Leave me alone, Hooper, and finish my hair."
"I can't leave you alone and finish your hair. It doesn't work like that I'm afraid."
Sirius tilted his head to look at the other boy better. "For someone who supposedly knows I'm 'infatuated' with my best friend, you're not very helpful."
A shrug. "I try."
"You just like making my life hell."
Jeremy lowered his lips to Sirius' ear. "Or I just know I can have whatever you can."
"Like hell you can, Hooper," Sirius snapped, glaring a little but blushing none the less.
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Kitty: Sorry for the last chapter, I spelt Geordie wrong…thank you Psycho Hippy, for pointing that out. Highly embarrassing XDD lolz.
Hope this chapter wasn't too bad. I was sort of 'ugh' for a while because of how hard IB is. It's painful.
Ja ne
Kivea
Preview –
"Oh shit, what's that?"
"What's what?"
"That, Pads, over there."
"That's a group of my family members crowding round some random…wait, what's going on?!"