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Warning: SiRem slash
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I Am His Princess
Chapter 2
Over the week Remus was finding himself spending more and more time with Joshua. And in the same week Remus had noticed he was getting more and more rumors started. Some Hufflepuff bloke even had the nerve to ask him if he was going out with 'that cute little blonde 'Huffpuff''. Not only that, the boy proceeded to ask if he could watch them. Remus was about to punch the boy when Josh came to his rescue and pulled him away with something about being 'possessive over my sweet Remy-rabbit'. The nickname had spread and became the most disturbing thing Remus heard in the hallways.
"Hey! Remy-rabbit!"
Remus refused to turn around.
"Remy-rabbit!!!" The footsteps were getting closer.
He started picking up his pace to escape his pursuer and even went so far as to turn down some hallway and then another, not caring where he ended up.
"Remy-Rabbit!!!" He heard the boy still following him. He reached his end.
Remus lost it and rounded on the boy. "My name is REMUS! AS IN ONE OF THE BROTHERS WHO FOUNDED ROME!!! RE-MUS!!!"
The black haired boy looked as though he was regretting ever following Remus. Remus was panting slightly as the other boy tried to make peace. "Look, I'm sorry. It's just that I've heard that name a lot. Let's start over. Sirius Black." Remus was getting sick of shaking people's hands but didn't want to seem despicably rude.
"Remus Lupin. NOT Remy-rabbit."
Sirius nodded in understanding. "Got it. Just wanted to wish you luck on being chosen as the Gryffindor Princess. I hope you find a suitable Prince." With that Sirius smiled, waved his good bye and left, leaving Remus alone and a little guilt in his gut.
He felt as though he had overreacted. Then he remembered how insistent Sirius had been, and he managed to push his guilt to the back of his mind. He suddenly remembered he still had a class to go to. He cursed his idiocy as he sprinted to make it to the classroom on time. He saw the only seat left was the one next to Sirius. Remus sighed lightly before taking his seat.
They had just started talking about transformations between reptiles and mammals when an owl flew in. At least, he thought it was an owl.
It was pitch black with a bright symbol on its chest formed with white feathers. The two tail feathers on the sides of the tail were longer than the ones in the middle. It landed on Remus' desk, careful not to disturb any of his work. He took the proffered letter and watched as the bird took off and flew out the window. The symbol on the breast of the bird was mirrored in the back, only with dark gray feathers. Remus realized what the symbol was, the sign for Cancer the Crab.
He then looked at the letter. The back was sealed by wax and seemed to have the Hogwarts seal on it, but upon closer inspection Remus noticed that the animals weren't the angular, masculine and powerful ones on the crest at the school entrance. They were smoother, more feminine in appearance. The graceful curves of the Gryffindor's wings really caught his eye.
He opened the letter. The graceful cursive gave him further clues as to what this was about.
Dear Remus Lupin,
You have been selected to represent the Gryffindors as the Gryffindor Princess. Please report to Room 246 as soon as your teacher allows.
My Congratulations,
Professor Trea Rorret
Professor McGonagall knew what the letter said and nodded her permission to leave when Remus looked up at her. He gathered his belongings quickly and left for room 246, the letter still clutched in his hand.
He knocked and jumped slightly when a voice told him to enter. He opened the door and saw four chairs facing a desk, behind which Professor Rorret was sitting. He sat down at the end next to Josh, who gave him a small smile. Remus returned it while looking to see who else was there. He saw two other boys, both with black hair. One's was spiked up and the other's was flat to his head. Remus remembered the conversation he had with Josh earlier and guessed the boy with the spiked hair was Ravenclaw's Punky Princess.
"Oh good. You're all here." Professor Rorret stood up and walked in front of the desk making it less intimidating. "You have all be chosen to be the House Princesses of your own House. Let's see, we have Severus Snape of Slytherin," she went down the line, "Obsidian Sumre of Ravenclaw, Joshua Kellins of Hufflepuff, and Remus Lupin of Gryffindor. Very nice to meet you all." She jumped up and sat on the desk, still facing the boys. "There are some things we need to cover. First, your obligations as House Princess. To begin with,-"
"Wait!" Everyone turned to look at Remus. "You mean we are required to do things because of a position we didn't even want?"
The Professor nodded. "Now, firstly, cheer at House practices. That means you must attend all Quidditch practices of your House. Same thing for Quidditch games in which your House is one of the participants. You are to motivate fifth and seventh years for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s, respectively. And finally, you are to dance first at the holiday balls. And now the perks. Your tardies and any missed classes are not counted, you will have a tutor to help you with any missed work, you will receive the best seats for every Quidditch game, the Prince of your House will wait on you hand and foot, you will be able to visit Hogsmeade anytime you desire and you will receive a weekly allowance of 20 Galleons."
After the tirade of perks Remus started thinking he might actually enjoy being a House Princess.
Severus raised his hand and Rorret nodded to him. "Er, who are the House Princes?"
"The House Princes are who ever you want them to be. You chose a worthy member of your House, fourth year or older. They will be with you nearly all the time. They will also be your partners for the Halloween Ball in three weeks. I suggest you find your Prince this weekend as our first meeting in preparation for the Ball will be Monday morning. Any other questions?"
"What will we do for costumes?" Asked Obsidian.
"Your costumes will be made by boys who have volunteered their services to a club whose sole purpose is to dress the Princesses. They will create the costumes based on sketches or descriptions. The costumes should be tied in with your theme for the Ball. The dance you create should help portray a story, or the characteristics of your theme. Each House pair must come up with their own theme. Good luck with that. If there's nothing else," the Princesses shook their heads, "I suggest you head back to class, they may end soon, but make sure to get any assignments. Good bye my little Princesses!" She waved to them as they left.
"I have a question." Muttered Severus as they began to walk down the hallway. "Why is she in charge of us?"
"Because she's the youngest female teacher here, and she has a steady boyfriend." Answered Obsidian, looking ahead.
"She does?" Asked Remus.
"Didn't you notice her necklace?" Obsidian questioned, incredulous. Remus remembered seeing something similar to a silver rectangle around her neck, but that was it. He shook his head. "It's a frame with a picture of her boyfriend in it. It's her way of saying that she's been claimed already. Telling us to not even bother trying."
They eventually separated to go to their different classes. Remus was so absorbed in his thoughts, he didn't notice that the classes had ended and students were streaming out of classrooms. Nor did he notice the boy trying to make a pass at him until he felt his ass grabbed. He was about to hit the boy when he heard a familiar voice.
"It's rude to touch that which isn't yours. Did no one teach you that?"
Remus turned to see Sirius holding the offending boy's wrist in a death grip. He heard the wrist crack before Sirius released it. The boy quickly stalked off, cradling the wrist, as the dark haired boy stood at Remus' side. "Er, thanks." Remus blushed slightly and didn't make eye contact when Sirius looked down at him.
"You're very welcome Princess." Hearing the word from Sirius didn't sound at all unnatural. "After all, I protect that which I see as mine." His hand went to cup Remus' cheek, but Sirius didn't touch him. His hand ghosted over Remus skin before he walked off with a smile.
Remus stood there for a little longer, remembering to look in Sirius' eye and how he wanted to lean into that hand. The words coming back to him sent shivers down Remus' spine.
He eventually came to and went the dorms to help clear his head. He didn't care what class he was cutting, as of today, it didn't matter.
He spent the next few hours just laying on his bed looking up into the canopy. He didn't even get up when he heard the shouts of joy signaling the end of classes and the beginning of the weekend. His stomach gave up bothering him after sometime. He felt half conscious. He was thinking in waves, each thought leading to the other, but he couldn't go backwards trying to recall what he had just been thinking about. It was relaxing and scary at the same time.
He was finally brought out of his reverie when the dormitory door opened and the smell of hot food wafted in. "Hey, Remus, I got us some food when I didn't see you down in the Great Hall. I wasn't sure what you liked so I grabbed a little of everything." Sirius saw Remus still lying down, but looking at him. "If you don't get up you won't get any nice, juicy, crispy, chicken." He said in a sing song voice holding up a chicken leg temptingly.
"I'll eat if you bring it over here." Remus said, still unmoving.
Sirius decided to compromise. "I'll bring it over there if you sit up."
Remus agreed and pushed himself up to a sitting position then back so he could lean against the wall. Sirius brought over the food and set it on the bed before joining Remus. He looked at the other boy for a minute.
"Why didn't you come down to dinner?"
Remus didn't look up. "Busy."
"Doing what?"
"Thinking."
"Thinking about what?" Sirius could tell Remus was getting annoyed, but didn't care as long as he could get answers out of the boy that were not monosyllabic.
"Stuff."
"What stuff?"
Remus glared at him. "How about if I ask you some questions there, Spanish Inquisition?"
Sirius nodded his consent.
"Why did you bring me food?'
"I was worried about you. I'm surprised how long you can go without eating."
"You watch me eat?"
"Yes. Well, sometimes. You're not there all the time. You skipped lunch on Tuesday. Same for Wednesday, except you also skipped dinner. Thursday you just missed dinner, and today you missed lunch again."
"How did you know that?"
"Some Hufflepuff, Joshua I think, asked me to keep an eye on you after he talked to you on Monday."
Remus was touched at Josh's concern, but also hurt that the boy didn't trust Remus to eat. But he wasn't offended that Sirius had been monitoring him. He felt at ease. He remembered what Professor Rorret had said.
"Umm…Sirius?" Said boy looked over. The gray eyes calming and piercing at the same time, like the sun reflecting off a stormy sea. Remus lost his nerve. "Never mind. It was nothing."
Sirius looked curious, but made no move to try and extract the information from Remus. They finished their private dinner in silence. Afterwards Sirius offered to help Remus catch up on his missed class work.
They had been working for a few hours and finally got to Transfiguration. McGonagall had assigned a two and a half foot essay describing the problems that can arise and the characteristics of seven mixed species, student choice, that can be made when doing reptile to mammal transfiguration.
Whenever Remus thought he had put Rorret's words out of his mind, they came back kicking and screaming. I suggest you find your Prince this weekend. "Er, Sirius." He looked up expectantly, figuring he was going to find out what Remus and tried to ask him earlier. "Er, would you mind being the Gryffindor Prince?"
Whatever Sirius had been expecting, it wasn't that. He paused a minute. His eyes dulled and seemed to be pained. "Sorry Remus, but I do mind being the Gryffindor Prince." Remus' face dropped. "But I wouldn't mind being your Prince." Remus perked up a bit only to become nervous at the look on Sirius face. It was a regarding smile. Slightly predatory. The Wolf was looking down at his little Rabbit.
Sirius seemed to realize what he was doing and his smile warmed, became more endearing. It coaxed Remus' heart to bravery, he got onto his knees as he leaned towards Sirius and placed a soft hand, gently, on Sirius' face.
"You are my Prince. And so then I, am your Princess." He leaned in a little farther and brushed his lips against his Prince's.