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Sorry for how long it took to upload a new chapter. Im also sorry this is a sort chapter. Im also sorry that this has very little Severus in it. I needed to add a backdrop for the romance. I also wanted to add more to Sirius and the relationship between Sirius and Remus.

Chapter Six

Sirius looked so relieved that it hurt for Remus to look at the smile. He looked like he wanted to tackle Remus. What had he thought would happen? He always took a bath and of all days today seemed like as good as any to indulge.

Sirius just looked at Remus. He couldn't comprehend why this meant so much to him. He was trying to wait for Remus to say something but the silent streak led on, and was only interrupted by crickets.

Sirius had never been patient and the silence was grating on his sore nerves. He took a deep steadying breath. "Where were you?" He looked to the bed hesitantly, waiting for a response he wouldn't like. Talking to a werewolf was like walking on eggshells a Sirius sucked at it.

"Where was I? Who are you, my father?" Remus never would of said that. He never mentioned parents. If someone else had said that he would have been hard pressed to repress a shudder. Sirius saw the look in his eyes. They weren't his anymore. Remus would never voluntarily say something to remind him of what his parents did, but, as Sirius was pretty sure, this was Mooney. This was the wolf. Sirius wasn't sure what Mooney would do but he never backed down, even from his friends.

Lupin's eyes had turned dark and stormy. Sirius knew Mooney was always mad when he was questioned. Mooney was the resident Alpha and he didn't allow his judgment to be questioned. Sirius knew this only upset the easy going Remus so he got up to soothe the beast. He approached slowly, hands out like a suspect so as to not cause any undo alarm.

He sat on the edge of Lupin's bed. Remus was mostly lupine and Sirius wasn't going to continue to talk to a Remus that wasn't there.

"Mooney, I care. You are worried because someone hurt you." At this the eyes grew damp. Sirius was never told, but deep down he knew someone must of done something terrible to fuck Mooney and Remus up so much. "I haven't been told, and I don't want you to tell me unless its what you want. I will be there for you, no matter your decision. I feel lie I have." Sirius felt so terrible because he realized how much both Remus and Mooney do. He moved over closer to his friend, fighting the urge to wrap an arm around the already ornery wolf. "I know what you feel, at least about needing help. I would never suppose I understand about anything, not with out you explaining it." Sirius had to keep the wolf from balking at the presumption of understanding long enough to tell his tale. "I was raised as proud as possible. I was a pureblood, beaten into submission. I was bred, for generations, to hate you. To detest everyone in this room. And in the end this room is my family and my family wants me dead. I am a disgrace. And even worse, I ask for help from a filthy half-breed." This was said with a half-mocking, half-venerating tone. Sirius couldn't fight the desire anymore a flung an arm around his lupine Lupin.

Sirius' eyes were damp with tears. He never cried. Tears were one of the many things that weren't acceptable in the Black household. And, more profoundly, it was the only stipulation that he hadn't been cured of yet.

Remus was back. He was touched by the speech. He intended to help Sirius over his family issues. His family couldn't be fixed, but his perception of them could. He tried to show Sirius there was better out there every day. This was the only one Remus' projects that James helped with. His friends were ignorant of his other escapades and even James didn't care enough about Peter to try. Sirius was a different case. James had taken him under his wing as Remus had with so many. It helped, but James wouldn't, or couldn't, work on the emotional stuff Sirius needed desperately.

Remus threw both of his arms around Sirius and held him close. He felt bad for worrying him and making him feel scared enough to wait up. Remus himself needed a hug.. He needed the contact. Sirius is the only one he doesn't mind showing this softer side.

"Siri, I know you ask because you care. I care too and I realize what you need from me, and that I need things too. I just had a tough day and couldn't keep Mooney under control any longer. I want to make sure you understand that, with all I do, its here, I this room that keeps me sane. Plotting and scheming has introduced a whole new life to me. Its me a different me."

Sirius wasn't good with emotions. His household had never been a loving atmosphere, and after he was sorted into Gryffindor things had gotten worse. His crazy mother had tried to beat it out of him. When Regulus had been sorted into Slytherin everyone had been thrilled. Relief was ever present. Gryffindor wasn't contagious. Which had relieved everyone, but made it his fault he was in Gryffindor so the beatings got worse. Last summer he had run away from home. Away from his mom. Away from the Dark Lord.

Remus pulled back from the hug. It severed the tie holding this delicate moment together. Sirius shifted the focus from being the subject of concern, to being the concerned.

"So, where were you?"

"Siri, I came back after a stressful day and my hair is wet. You guess." Remus hadn't meant for it to be as biting as it was. He meant to be playful. He achieved condescending.

"I knew you were taking a bath, you ass. I was worried because that was longer than usual." His voice had escalated. He was sick of using his normal, utmost care around everyone. He had to be tough for James. He had to be mean to keep Peter involved and in line. He had to stay joking so Remus didn't become angry or depressed. He was tired of it. "The Slytherins are trying to fuck with us by threatening you. So give me a fucking break."

Sirius stood and strode abruptly to the window, taking in the calm. He took many deep breaths trying to inhale the peace he so desperately needed.

As the random burst of anger past, Sirius' face was left with the worry and concern of earlier, side by side with the fear of the first seconds after getting the note. His voice reflected the innermost turmoil when he said, "Everyone is getting to proud for my taste. Peter has started being difficult. And the Slytherins are threatening you. I can't just let that go. You know me. I can't." Sirius returned to his bed and pulled the covers up to just under his chin.

"Good night Rem."

"No this is clearly upsetting you. Show me the note. We'll make this a fixable problem." Sirius pulled the note out and handed it to him. He didn't get out of his bed though, seeming to listless after all of the day's excitement to get to into this plot yet. Remus was the smart one anyway.

The note kind of scared Remus because he knew that if his invisibility cloaked savior hadn't stepped in, this note would be all too true. "So,' he started, voice shaking slightly, "we can just get each individual Slytherin back tomorrow, or I guess later today in potions. That way it doesn't matter who it was. I say we make it mostly directed at Bella because, well, she is down right evil." Remus just didn't want anymore set backs with his other two volunteer charges.

"Siri, what do you think about a color changing potion. I could easily modify it so that everything green turns red. It would leave a terrible die that would stain everything they touched gold. Their uniforms red, their books and quills gold. They'd look like a right lot of Gryffindors."

Sirius looked unenthused with this plan, no explosions so no fun. "Come on Remus you got better than that in you. What if we turned their food too. We could have it all bright gold and actually metal. They wouldn't be able to eat. And then if they went to undo any of it themselves their heads would turn into lions. Could you do that Remus? Is it possible?" Sirius looked so happy. He was always at his best when he was planning an attack on Slytherin. He liked the concept of them being walking lions. The snaky bastards would hate it.

Remus knew he could do it. The food would be relatively easy, just a simple switch. He could add a sticky fingers charm to the gold so that none of the Slytherins, or anyone else could walk out with the gold. Once it crossed the door all the gold would fly at them and stick. They would be covered in golden food for hours if Dumbledore decided to help. But if he left it alone like usual it could be at least a few days.

"Siri, that's great. I'll work on it and get back to you. " Remus was going to throw Sirius a bone. He would also add a charm so he could tell which of them jumped him in the bathroom.

Sirius was back to his usual self. He was a little concerned because Remus never condones Slytherin bashing, much less plans it. He was to tired to deal with it now though. "You know where I'll be if you need help from the Master."

"I'll let you know, Master. It'll go down tomorrow so I have time to get everything ready. You should get some sleep because today will be dawn will be here in a few hours. Goodnight Sirius."

"G' Night, Rem." He mumbled something towards the end but his face was buried in the pillow and it was unintelligible.

Remus looked up to the ceiling and thought of ways to cover his search for his would be kidnapper in a prank. Hopefully without messing with his charity cases any more than necessary.

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