Puppy Love
Sirius and Remus prompts/drabbles
by Jankz
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Era: Marauder, year 1

A/N: La la luuu...

Prompt: The Muse Bunny Prompt #6- Apathy

Disclaimer: Do not own Harry Potter

"These are the stairs leading to the boys dormitory! Girls, follow Marcie up the opposite stairs to you dorms! Boys, follow me!" yelled the head boy of Gryffindor, trying to get the attention of the hyper active first-year boys. They marched up the stairs in an jubilant manner, wide grins plastering young boyish faces.

A boy with messy amount of thick black hair entered his dorm, eyes wide behind his spectacles as he was granted with the sight of four large poster beds and the bright and proud colours of Gryffindor. Exciting reds, happy yellows, and royal golds; this was a true Gryffindor room. However, the room was empty, and could use some personalization. James went for the bed on the right, at the back of the room. He laid his trunk at the foot of his bed and jumped onto said bed, hugging a white untainted pillow to his chest. This would be his bed for seven years, seven glorious years awaiting him. His head turned quickly to see a boy enter the room, black wavy hair that went past his ears and framed his face flatteringly. An aristocratic air surrounded him, and was shown more as the boy went under the lights of the room and look pale and high cheek boned. James recognized him instantly.

"Sirius!"

Said boy looked in James' direction and grinned. "This is just getting better and better!"

James sat up on his bed. How lucky was he to be sharing a dorm with the boy he shared a coach with on the train to Hogwarts? "Isn't this room amazing!"

Sirius nodded in appreciation as he examined the room. "Way better than the Grimmauld house!" he mummbled, eyes taking in so much colour it made him dizzy. Sirius chose the bed on the left in the far corner, right across from James. He experimentally pulled on the curtains that hung by the side. "Bed curtains, huh? What would we need these for?"

"Dunno, but I could hardly care about bed curtains at the moment! I can't wait to start using my wand freely!" James gushed, already thinking of mischief. Sirius saw the mischiveous glint in his eyes, and he nodded enthusiastically.

"Think of all the fun we can have!"

Another boy entered the room, with mousy hair and a plump face. He was chubby and round, his nose small and pinched. "Hullo." he said to the boys, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Peter!" Sirius exclaimed. James racked his brain and remembered the boy who had joined them in the coach.

"Hello," James said politely. Peter gave a 100-watt smile and took the bed on James side, leaving his trunk on the front.

"Didn't expect to be bunking with either of you, really!"

"Neither did we!" Sirius said, becoming more excited at the prospect of pulling pranks with James and Peter. Although Peter had been rather quiet on the trip to Hogwarts, he had shown his playful side when the candy cart rolled by and he stuck his foot out, the chocolate frogs leaping into the air and landing on first year girls' heads. Peter's stunt caused the three boys to erupt into a fit of giggles, but one girl was not so amused. Lily Evans was her name and she gave the most angered glare at James, 'humph'ing as she turned to her friends to complain. She was a firey redhead, the three boys agreed on, and it was probably best to stay away from her. James seemed to be especially annoyed by her, despite the pink dusting on his cheeks at the time.

Back to the present, Peter cautiously glanced at the last unoccupied bed. "I wonder who our other dorm mate is."

James shrugged. "As long as he isn't a greasy git like that Slytherin kid."

"You mean Severus, right?" Sirius said, the name rolling off his tongue distastefully.

"More like Snivellus." James snickered, a dark look in his eyes. The boys paused for a moment, considering the cruel nickname. In silent agreement, they nodded at each other.

A knock rapped on the door, causing the boys to stop shuffling and moving around as a fair haired boy stepped in.

The boy was frail looking, with pasty white skin and purple rings underneath his eyes. He had soft, tawny hair and looked delicate; fragile. His eyes were brown, but it wasn't his eyes that the boys really paid attention to.

It was the bruises in the formation of two hands around his neck that startled the boys.

"I'm Remus Lupin." the boy said politely, but quite curtly as he took the bed that wasn't occupied. The bed beside Sirius. Sirius blinked and looked at James. Coughing awkwardly, Sirius stepped towards Remus and put out his hand.

"Sirius Black."

Warily Remus exaimend the hand before reluctantly shaking it after a few moments. Peter walked over. "Peter Pettigrew."

James didn't bother, lying on his bed and pulling posters out of his trunk. "James Potter."

Remus looked unmoved by their gesture to be civil dorm mates. He laid his trunk at the foot of his bed, running a thin hand through his hair. Sirius studied his wrists, frowning as he saw bruises and blisters.

Remus caught him looking and his apathetic and unfazed mask slipped, a look of fear flashed through it. Sirius felt a determined rush go through him before he spoke aloud, "Looking forward to knowing you, Lupin."

"…As am I." Remus said, hoarsely.