First of all I must apologise profusely for the massive delay especially because I promised the next chapter in a week. Well, that didn't happen. University and exams and essays and my bloody Arabic course got in the way I'm afraid. Also, my plot bunny hopped away and I had no idea what to write until now but Chapter 3 will be up very soon (I promise because my plot bunny is still hopping).
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Sirius sat grumpily atop his broom scowling down at the Quidditch pitch. If only we were playing Slytherin now, he thought eyeing his Beater's bat.
It wasn't as though he had a problem with gays… he just didn't want to be one. It was so much less hassle to be straight. Imagine, he thought as he deflected a Bludger away from James. If he were to come out: Regulus would tell his mother and all hell would let loose; he'd be Hogwarts new gossip and probably not for the right reasons – he'd heard that the 70s Muggle world was a lot more tolerable of homosexuality than the Wizarding. Sirius sighed. God knows what else.
In truth, Sirius had been hoping that his various escapades with the girls would have… straightened him out. He rolled his eyes at the pun.
"Haha, I'm so witty." He muttered savagely, swinging his bat at an incoming Bludger.
Oh well, I guess there's no hope for me now. Remus had probably worked it out already. Brilliant Remus, too smart for his own good sometimes. Sirius looked gloomy. He couldn't work out that James, Peter and I were becoming Animagi but as soon as I'm gay he has his thinking cap on. Bastard. Well no, he's not a bastard really. Damn him. But not… obviously.
"Fuck's sake," growled Sirius. "I can't even be mad at him."
Maybe, just maybe, if all were revealed then perhaps Remus would –
No Padfoot, Sirius shook his head. Stop being ridiculous. You've done so well in keeping your feelings under control. Don't start dreaming now, Sirius pleaded desperately with his mind.
It didn't help that almost every night he'd dreamed of alabaster skin and golden hair.
"Sirius!" someone yelled. And then there was blinding pain and everything went black.
Of course, of course! It all made sense! The signs were all there! The bragging, the overcompensating, the preening, the tight t-shirts, the meticulous hair, the public displays of affection, the too bright smile, his unease in the bathroom, his aversion to physical contact with the other Marauders, the way his eyes lingered slightly too long to be appropriate on his male classmates...
Not to mention the leather trousers.
Remus couldn't believe it had taken him so long to figure it out; after all, he was the most intuitive of all the Marauders. That was one of the qualities that made him so valuable to the boys. Remus leaned back in his chair pondering Sirius' situation. He, more than anyone, understood the pain of hiding a big secret from your friends. Worrying whether or not they'll still be your friends when they find out… Remus was lucky that he had James, Sirius and Peter and he wanted to show Sirius how lucky he was to have the Marauders as friends too.
He chuckled as he realised how silly Sirius' plan was. You don't have to get with loads of girls for people not too realise your true leanings, Remus smiled. No one knows mine. Of course Remus wouldn't say that he really leaned any which way. Loving and being loved is far more important than the gender of the person you love. He supposed that most of the school thought he was asexual or far too studious (though a few of the girls still cast longing glances his way) but he just hadn't found anyone he really liked yet, male or female. Well, apart from…
"Remus!" James burst into the dormitory startling the golden haired boy out of his reverie, "Sirius – Bludger – knocked out – hospital wing." James panted, out of breath.
"Right, coming." Remus followed James back out of the dormitory, "Do you want a glass of water mate? You're sweating all over the place-"
"Oh shut up."
His head felt heavy when Sirius tried to move it. What was going on? He dimly heard muffled voices around him and tried to open his eyes.
"Look! He's waking up!"
He thought he saw four faces peering down at him but one stood out in a golden halo with bright eyes.
"Remuuu.." he murmured before passing out again.
Remus looked amused.
"Madam Pomfrey says he'll be fine by tomorrow."
"That was a nasty Bludger, eh?"
"Now he'll be even more demented." Peter sighed.
"Like the rest of his family." James snorted.
"Many a hero has fallen, quite literally, by a Bludger to the head." Remus smiled.
"We'll knock some sense back into him."
"If he wakes up."
"Oh don't say that."
"Erm—Remus?"
"Yes, mate?"
"What's this?" James was holding up Remus' list about Sirius, which in his haste to get down to the hospital wing, he'd forgotten to hide.
"Ah well, I was just doing some analysing-"
"Remus, you're a bloody genius."
"—And I, wait, what?"
"I can't believe none of us figured it out earlier! Peter look at this!"
"Whoa! Remus you're right! Sirius is gay!" Peter exclaimed. "I can't believe it but at the same time it makes so much sense." He said in wonder.
The three boys were silent for a moment, taking it all in.
"Well, this didn't go quite to plan but now we all know," Remus said. "And Sirius doesn't know that we know."
"Well, he may know that you know." James interjected. "Because of that comment you made last night." He explained when Remus gave him a questioning look.
"Oh yes, that explains why he looked so grumpy at breakfast!" piped up Peter. Remus was amazed that he'd even noticed Sirius when there were mounds of food on the table.
"Hmm. So what do we do?" James asked, messing up his already messy hair nervously.
"Sirius," He heard a voice calling. "Sirius!"
"Mmpft." Said Sirius.
"Oi Padfoot!"
"Mimble," Sirius cracked open an eye. "Hi Remus."
"Glad to see you finally functioning again."
"Finally! How long have I been out?" Sirius gasped.
"Well you were knocked out on Saturday and now… it's Monday evening."
"Bugger."
"Quite."
"Are you feeling better anyway?" Remus inquired.
"Yes, lots, only a twinge in my head now, thanks." He gave Remus a lazy smile.
"Good, good." Remus trailed off.
"What is it Moony?" Sirius looked concerned.
"I need to talk to you; actually all three of us do but James and Peter are late-"
"Padfoot! You're awake!" cried James, bursting through the hospital doors with Peter ignoring Madam Pomfrey's shushing.
Padfoot disregarded them both and looked decidedly suspicious. "What's going on?"
"Er, well Padfoot," started James, ruffling his hair nervously. "We know."
Remus cast a quick Muffilato in the direction of Madam Pomfrey's office.
"Know what?" Sirius demanded, clearly agitated.
"Well after Moony's comment the other night we kinda worked out that-"
"What?" Sirius looked terrified.
James looked pleadingly at Remus; the three Marauders had already decided to say that they had worked it out between the three of them rather than the whole truth.
"Sirius-" started Remus and was then abruptly interrupted by James:
"Sirius-we-know-you're-gay-and-we're-completely-fine-with-it-because-you're-our-best-friend-and-nothing's-gonna-change-that."
Everybody looked rather flummoxed at James' outburst, most of all Sirius.
"That basically." Peter said. There was silence and then:
"I—I'm not gay!" Sirius exploded.
"Sirius-"
"No! All of you, out!"
"But-"
"Out!" he yelled. And the three boys all shuffled out looking sheepish. Sirius growled as he heard James mutter:
"Sure, he's not gay, just gets extraordinarily touchy about it when we mention it."
Fuck, thought Sirius.
To be continued...
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Chapter 3 will be up soon. Thank you for reading.