Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I know... I needed to start another story like I needed a hole in my head... haha, but I've been stuck in a rut, and BunBunBabe, a friend of mine said something about me writing a RemusSirius fic set in their time in Hogwarts, so I hope this is decent. It's probably going to be ont he short side, at the least containg only 4 or 5 chapters, but we'll see... so I hope you like it! This is the first time I've written RemusSirius as a main pairing for a story, so please be patient with me as I find my way, hahaha. Enjoy!


"Honestly, Moony!"
Chapter 1
by
Kyla Mizuki

"Padfoot, quit stuffing your face... If we don't go now, we'll be late for Charms," Remus scolded. He stood off to the side of the Gryffindor House table, tapping his foot and scowling at his friend.

"Well, I was thinking of skipping Charms," Sirius shrugged and stuffed another bit of chicken into his mouth, grinning a silly innocent smile.

Remus stared at the dark-headed boy. "Fine," he sighed. With a thump, he spun on his heel and stalked off, a limp in his step so light that one had to be looking closely to see it.

Sirius choked on his pumpkin juice and scrambled out of his seat. "Moony," he gasped out, fighting to pick up all of his books and hurry after Remus. He raced out of the Great Hall and cursed when he spotted the haggard werewolf all ready halfway up the Grand Staircase. "Moony! Hey, Remus," he called out, frowning as he reached the peak of the staircase.

Remus sighed again and shook off the hand that settled on his arm. "Nothing, Sirius, just skip Charms and relax. I'll see you around," he stated, giving his fellow Gryffindor a blank stare.

Sirius felt as if someone had spelled him to the spot, not allowing him to walk after Remus like he so wanted to do. "Remus," he murmured confused, but the werewolf was all ready turning down another corridor, drifting out of sight.

That's how Jennifer found him a few minutes later. "Sirius," she said, the Ravenclaw insignia proclaiming her House proudly on her robes. She tapped the Gryffindor on the shoulder, rolling her brown eyes when he jumped and squeaked in a highly undignified manner. "Why are you standing here in the middle of the corridor? Shouldn't you be in class?" she asked, shifting her large History of Magic text around in her arms.

"I could ask the same thing of you," he said accusingly, hunching his shoulders slightly.

Jennifer shrugged. "Free period," she explained, "what's your excuse?"

Sirius pouted. "Remus," he muttered, looking away to the ground. He crossed his arms over his chest and sighed, head hung in defeat.

"Oh," Jennifer mumbled. "Want to go sit by the lake and talk about it?"

Like a kicked puppy, Sirius nodded and trailed after the tiny Ravenclaw, not even feeling up to teasing the 7th year on her small stature as he normally did.

"Okay," Jennifer said and collapsed onto the soft grass, reclining back on her elbows as Sirius settled himself beside her, "talk."

"I don't know... Remus just seems to be getting more and more distant... He didn't even put up a fight when I mentioned skipping Charms, just said, 'fine,' and walked off."

Jennifer frowned at the defeated posture. She sat up and wrapped her arms around her Gryffindor friend. "Maybe he's just feeling under the weather and didn't want to fight with you," she said reasonably.

"It's possible, I suppose... but it's been steadily getting worse. He wasn't acting like this a week ago, but it seems like each morning, he's less talkative, more standoffish," Sirius murmured, coiling one arm around Jennifer's shoulders in a cuddle. They laid back on the ground to continue their conversation.

"Well," Jennifer said as she drew invisible circles on the front of Sirius's robes, "James has been spending a lot of time with Lily, lately, hasn't he? And you haven't been able to hang out with Remus a lot lately, have you?"

"Are you blaming me?" Sirius asked incredulously, his fingers stopping in Jennifer's chocolate locks of hair.

"Of course not, you dingbat," Jennifer scoffed and poked Sirius between the ribs, "but seriously, Remus might feel a little neglected... Like I said, you and the rest of your little gang don't spend nearly as much time together. Hell, even Peter has been spending more time on his own!"

Sirius was quiet for a moment, thinking over what Jennifer had said. "That is true... but if it is... then what do I do? If Remus won't talk to me, how am I ever going to scape up the courage to tell him that I'm in love with him?" he asked.

"The Hogsmeade weekend is coming up," Jennifer mentioned, "spend some time, just the two of you, and see if you can pull him out of the rut he's been in. If it all goes good, you could tell him how you feel by the end of the weekend."

"Yeah... I think I'll do that!" Sirius grinned and sat up, face brightening. He turned to Jennifer, who was crumpled and a tangle of limbs, her long hair dangling in a mess in front of her face. She glared up at Sirius for moving so quickly and for so violently disheveling her. "Oops... Heh, sorry, Jen," he chuckled sheepishly.

"Sure," she snapped and lifted herself to her feet. Grass and dirt fell in dust and clumps as she growled, "just be sure to make nice with Remus and shag him senseless, okay?"

Sirius spluttered. "Since when are you so blunt?" he rasped out.

"Since I gave my virginity to Ben a few nights ago," Jennifer exclaimed, eyes bright and wide as she bounced in place, bright and happy.

"Oh, congrats," Sirius cheered, "it's about time! You've been pining after that guy for years!" He gave her a cheeky grin and hugged her.

"Thanks," Jennifer beamed and gripped Sirius's waist tightly. "Now, Charms should be over. Go find Remus and start with the make nice, okay?" She slapped his shoulder, pushing him ahead of her.

"Jen," Sirius laughed and allowed the tiny girl to push him into the castle, "you are the little sister I missed out on!"

"... You mean you're older sister, right? I am a month and a half older than you, after all," Jen attempted to sound snobbish.

"Nah, definitely little sister," Sirius argued, enjoying when Jennifer huffed in annoyance. "You know I love you," he added, feeling goofy, and gave her a small one-armed hug.

"Oh, sorry to interrupt," a voice said from a few feet ahead of them.

Sirius and Jennifer looked quickly to the Grand Staircase, and there, standing on the bottom step, was Remus, his face drawn and lips tight.

"Remus," Sirius whined when the werewolf walked off without so much as another sound. "Remus, wait up! See you around, Jen," he added over his shoulder, even as he raced to catch up with his friend. "Remus," he groaned again when he finally caught the other boy, only to receive the silent treatment, "come on... what is up with you? You've been acting strange." He watched on in worry as Remus sedately piled food on his plate.

"It's nothing," Remus murmured and gulped a sip of his drink. "I'm not so hungry tonight... I think I'll head on up to the Common Room," he added, pushing away his untouched food.

Sirius jumped up as soon as Remus began climbing from his own seat. "I'll go with you," the dark-headed 7th year said quickly, "I'm not all that hungry either anyway."

"Okay," Remus sighed and walked quietly beside his friend, avoiding Sirius's gaze as much as possible.

Sirius fidgeted, and his mind raced with things he could talk about, but no sufficient words found their way to his mouth. He hated the awkward silence that made it feel like there were miles apart, but without the right words, he feared mucking up things worse than they all ready were.

Remus immediately settled into an empty armchair by the fire, the Gryffindor Common Room warm and comfortable, and started working on an essay. His Potions text lay halfway open in his lap, his ink balanced on one of his knees. "Shouldn't you be working on this same essay?" he asked his silent companion, who, so far, had only watched him.

"What?" Sirius was startled from his thoughts by the sudden lecture. "Oh," he said, "yeah... I do need to work on that... Heh... but I... don't wanna go get my book."

Remus sighed and focused again on his essay. "That's fine, Padfoot. Just don't come yapping to me when you fail Potions and have to repeat you're entire 7th year," he said.

Sirius pouted, but again, he could not find the words he wanted to say. Instead, he sat quietly, staring at Remus as the exhausted young man worked on his Potions essay for another tedious hour. "You should go to bed, Moony," he whispered when a big yawn broke through the werewolf's lips, "you're exhausted."

"Good idea... Good night, Padfoot, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Remus asked and finally braved a look up at his friend. He gave a slight smile when Sirius nodded.

"Of course," Sirius said, "I'll see you bright and early for breakfast!" He grinned brilliantly and wished his werewolf a good night's sleep.

"Good night, Sirius."

"Nightie night, Mr. Moony!"

Sirius watched Remus walk up the staircase, and once the other boy was out of sight, he dropped his head into his hands, tugging ruthlessly at his thick black hair. "Why can't I just tell him?" he snarled under his breath.


A/N: Reviews would be greatly appreciated... Hope it's a decent start, hahaha. Thanks for reading and I'll start work on the next chapter as soon as I get some homework done, haha.