Yes, thank you JenniNikki, this is an AU fic. An English punk girl, Isabella. lol, yes, mine. ALL MINE:D I own nothing that you recognize, meaning Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore, and Harry Potter in general. Though I do own the story, the plot, and Isabella. YUS! I'm really sorry that it took so long to for me to update, I have had maybe, a half-hour a day to work on this fic if that. I'm doing all my high school work and on top of that I'm in youth choir, taking TWO classes at the local Jr. College (one of them being a foreign language the other guitar) AND of course chores and stuff at home. NO FUN! So please, don't come and assassinate me in my sleep, I prefer to know when someone is going to kill me so let me know beforehand. Yeah, ok, enough weirdness and on with the fic (this chapter is, in my eyes, painfully short, I'll try to do better next time. Just remember, the longer the chapter the longer the time between posts is!)
"Uncle Reeeeem!" Isabella hollered from upstairs. Remus sighed loudly as he stood from his cozy seat snuggled up beside Sirius.
"Here," He handed his mug to Sirius and slowly walked up the stairs. He opened the door to her room and was greeted with loud rock music blaring from her speakers.
"TURN THAT DOWN!" He bellowed over the noise and she obeyed, grinning widely.
"What? Don't you like rock uncle Rem?" He gave her a yeah-right look and she snorted. "Alright, alright. I wanted to ask you what I should wear tomorrow. This," She pointed to one outfit she had laying out. A pair of black baggy cargo shorts that must have come from the boys department and a brown tank top that said something in a script Remus couldn't decipher. This was paired with the black studded belt she wore now and her usual black and white Converses. "Or this." She pointed now to a mid-thigh length black skirt that looked like the hem had been through a paper shredder then chewed on by a dog (minus the dog drool) and a neon orange tee that looked so tight it would tear at the seams if she moved. This outfit came with big black boots that came up to her knees with so many metal buckles, chains, and hooks it looked as though she would set off every metal detector within five miles. Remus stood there at the door mouth hanging open, gaping at her choices in apparel. He knew she was a bit odd but this? She acted proud to be weird and obviously wanted to be noticed as such.
"I like the skirt and the brown tee with the Converses. I think the boots are a bit much." Sirius walked into the room, startling Remus out of his temporary shock.
"Oh my god! You are so right! What the fuck was I thinking, wearing those boots with that skirt would totally throw the whole thing off balance. Thanks Sirius!"
"No problem kiddo, always glad to give fashion advice." He grinned as she shooed both of the men out of her room. Remus looked at Sirius oddly.
"Since when do you know what looks good with what? Especially when it all looks like that!" Sirius laughed.
"Well, I used to dress like that... not the girl clothes though. I was a punk just like that." Remus made a face in the general direction of Sirius as the taller man sat down.
"What! My Remmy isn't into the whole punk-rock-slang-using-fuck-the-world-in-your-face attitude?" Sirius snorted loudly in mock-disbelief. "Impossible!" Remus rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen. Sirius groaned loudly and stretched out full length on the couch as his lover rummaged around in the adjoining room. Remus emerged from the refrigerator arms laden with various items of food. Piling them on the counter he got down three plates and called Sirius and Isabella to come eat. There was then an accurance that could be described only as a stampede of wild and apparently food deprived animals. Both Sirius and Isabella had their own incredibly odd tastes. Isabella had a large stack of cold pancakes she was slathering with maple syrup, Hershey's chocolate sauce, and caramel. She then scooped a mound of peanut butter on them, topping it off with banana slices and most of a can of whipped cream.
"Good lord Isabella! You aren't actually going to eat that are you?" Sirius looked completely disgusted.
"Yeah..." She quirked and eyebrow and him.
"You can't eat it like that, not any good." He spooned some blackberry jam on top. "There, now you can eat it." Remus felt his stomach do a flip as she took a large bite; closing her eyes she moaned happily.
"This is so fucking good!" She wiped the bit of whipped cream from the corner of her mouth and grinned. "Thanks!" she hurried up the stairs, carefully balancing her sticky concoction.
"That was atrocious." Remus commented, looking slightly dazedly after the girl.
"Actually Moony, it's really quite good." Sirius quipped matter-of-factly. He turned back to his reheated mashed potatoes and mixed them with the green beans he had also reheated. Buttering two slices of French bread he grinned.
"You'll love my breakfast Moony love, it's delicious! She's still an amateur at the culinary art of making such masterpieces." He slathered the previously buttered bread with mayonnaise and mustard. He squirted a bit of ketchup into the mixture of potatoes and green beans, stirring them together; resulting in a pinkish paste with green chunks. He then scooped the paste onto his bread, smashing the two slices together making a sandwich. He took a large bite and chewed on it thoughtfully, watching Remus wince and walk back into the living room. Remus lay full length on the couch were Sirius had been a few minutes ago. Sirius trailed after him distractedly and sat on his lover's chest because the werewolf refused to share his spot.
"Sirius, get your bony arse off of me! I'm not kidding, stop laughing at me!" Sirius was indeed laughing at the tawny haired man below him but stopped abruptly and leapt to his feet scowling. Remus had a smug and very self-satisfied smirk on his face.
"You didn't have to pinch me..." Sirius muttered rejectedly. He sat on the floor after rubbing his backside, soothing away the pinch applied by Remus' slim fingers.
"Yes I did, I couldn't breathe and you wouldn't move. So yes Siri, it was very necessary. Are you pouting Sirius Black? Good lord, alright puppy, come on. Sit." Remus sat up and patted the spot beside him. Sirius grinned and was almost immediately occupying the space, snuggling up against the chuckling offender. Sirius brandished his sandwich in front of Remus' face.
"Want a bite? It's gooooooooooood." Remus had a pained expression on his face.
"Um, no- thank you." Sirius snorted in reply to the polite decline.
"Alright then, your loss."
"Yes, my loss if you don't stop eating things like that. If someone was to ask me how are you most likely to die I would have to tell them 'choking on a potato and asparagus sandwich'. Or more likely 'from a strange chemical reaction between ketchup and oranges'." Sirius made a face at the mention of 'potato and asparagus sandwich'.
"Potato and asparagus? Ugh! That sounds horrid!"
"Exactly." Remus replied dryly. Sirius grinned and took a large defiant bite of his sandwich; enjoying the disgusted look the werewolf gave him.
"I love you too Moony." He said, sweetness dripping from his voice. Having finished his breakfast he turned his face up and kissed Remus soundly on the mouth.
"Ugh!" Remus recoiled. "You taste like that atrocity." Sirius looked up at Remus with his most successful puppy-dog-eyes and stumbled into the kitchen, pretending to be beside himself with grief. Remus rolled his eyes and grunted, laying back down on the couch he closed his eyes. After a few minutes warm lips pressed against his own tasting as sweet as they felt. Sirius' tongue found its way into his mouth nearly getting a gasp from Remus. Chocolate! Mmmmm... He's got chocolate in his mouth! Remus pulled Sirius closer, resulting in Sirius losing his balance, tumbling on top of his lover. Remus grinned at him and pulled him down again to kiss him thoughroly.
"Oh god, can't you guys do that in your room and not on the couch where I can see!" Sirius' head came up and he spotted Isabella standing near them with her arms folded across her chest. Sirius sighed loudly and rose, scooping Remus up in his arms. Remus protested loudly but was almost immediately silenced by his lover's lips upon his own.
"Ahem! Go to your room!" She sounded stern, as though she were scolding a young child instead of telling two grown men to display their affections elsewhere. "Now!" Sirius scowled.
"Well excuse me! How old are you miss punk arse?"
"I am sixteen. So fuck you to hell and back and get the hell out of here!" Se smiled with false sweetness.
"Sixteen and you're talking to me like that? You are the most disrespectful, obnoxious-"
"Obnoxious, rude, annoying, rebellious, punk you have ever come across. I am a disgrace to this "family" and I should feel incredibly ashamed of myself because out of the kindness of your hearts took me in to your home, willing to sacrifice yourselves to give me a roof over my head and food in my mouth. I know all this. I've heard it about fifteen times. Thanks for breaking the record; I haven't ever heard it said one day after I get here. Wow." Despite her sarcastic attitude Remus and Sirius both saw the pain hidden in her eyes. Her normal challenging glare wasn't present, instead her gaze was dropped to the floor her hair creating a curtain to hide her face. The two men glanced at each other and Sirius gently set Remus down.
"Isabella," Remus began, walking toward her.
"No! I don't need you or anyone else. I'm a loner, I always have been, I don't need anyone now any more than I did back then!" She pulled away from his touch and ran outside. Remus started to follow her but Sirius stopped him.
"Leave her alone, she'll be back."
"How do you know she'll come back?" Remus looked up at the dark haired man with worry filled amber eyes.
"Because, I told you, we have too much in common for me not to know." He looked distant when he spoke staring out the window.
Later that night
Remus and Sirius sat snuggled beneath a gold and crimson blanket, the blanket that had seen them grow in body, mind, and love for each other. The two spoke of days long past, fond memories of their childhood and of the Marauder's adventures.
"Yes, I remember that, James fell out of the tree right at Lilly's feet." Remus chuckled gently.
"You know what? I haven't seen them in the longest time. I think tomorrow we should go pay them a visit." Sirius decided kissing the side of Remus' chin. The two of them sat straight when they heard a muffled thump upstairs.
"I told you she'd be back." Sirius whispered into the golden hair of his mate.
"How'd she get there?"
"The tree just outside her window, perfect for sneaking about in the middle of the night. I suppose we can go to bed now?" Remus nodded against Sirius' chest. Sirius scooped him up in his arms again; Remus snuggled close to the strong warm chest feeling safe once again. Sirius walked slowly up the stairs, smiling down at the man he held. Setting him gently on the bed he went to the other side and drew him near.
"I missed you dreadfully Moony, I'm glad I decided to turn around."
"So am I, it's the full moon soon you know. I think I would have died if you hadn't come back, I would have hurt someone, I know it."
"I'm so sorry. I never should have agreed to go in the first place. I swear I will never leave you again. I love you Moony." Sirius kissed the werewolf gently.
"I love you too Padfoot." Remus replied pulling himself out of Sirius' arms. Remus crawled around and sat down on Sirius' thighs and grinned. Sirius quirked an eyebrow.
"Care to show me just how much you love me?" He asked wickedly returning the grin.
"I'd love to." Remus growled deep in his throat and attacked his lover's lips.
And they kissed... all night long.
SO? Was it any good? As good, better, worse than my previous chapter or hey, you can even compare to my previous fics. I would very much appreciate a review from anyone who reads this if in fact anyone DOES read this... well, I suppose that's all. Next chapter Isabella goes to school (this is summer school because her mother wants her to fit in with the real world and not be a freak "drop out". Really Isabella attends a wizarding school that I haven't come up with a name for yet, but I will need it in the next, or maybe the chapter after that. Whatever the case I need to come up with it...) and she meets someone she doesn't like, someone she does, and she jumps out of a window... two stories up. :D you shall have to read if you want to find out what I'm talking about! Again, sorry this chapter was so short, it was kinda weird too... oh well. Until next time I bid thee well!
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