It's the past again :D we're fixing a broken Rems ;) Enjoy my beauts :P
The rain pounded on my skin, bruising almost, soaking me through, as I ran to find Remus. If he'd expected us to have come, he may have been in the Forbidden Forest or elsewhere on the grounds and then it'd be near impossible to find him. I just hoped with all my heart that he hadn't done something terrible to someone else or – I shuddered at the mere thought – himself. However, as I drew nearer to the shack, my hopes were torn apart. I couldn't see inside, no, but the smell of fresh blood was ripe in the air, clinging to my conscience, making me feel sick not only at the stench.
He lay in a ball, curled on a cover of scarlet silk: human – The moon was hiding behind a mass of cloud that, I was certain, would not budge until the sun had risen. His hair was dripping red; his clothes slashed and hanging limply from his body; his face, his arms, his legs, every contour of his beautiful frame masked deep with gashes, trickling blood. It was all my fault... Every drop that swam so calmly at my feet... it was all my fault. My body drew weak below the increasing burden, falling to my knees beside him. If it weren't for his subtle breath, I would have thought he was dead, lying so lifelessly on the floor.
"Moony... Moony, what happened?" I muttered but he didn't reply.
My arms grabbed him, pulling his body closer to me, pressing him hard against my chest and refusing to loosen my grasp. If there was a God out there, he was a heartless beast, and if he wasn't, he certainly hated me: having let the most precious thing I had fall from my grip and, when I was able to hold it once more, snatching it from my hands with all the force he had.
I sighed and muttered spells, charms, anything I could think of, into my arms, to try to bring Remus back, to preserve the wonder I loved so dearly, as I made my way from the shack.
I placed him down in the Prefect's Bathroom, the marble floors stinging my bare feet slightly – I'd lost my shoes in the mud trying to get to him and I couldn't find them on the way back. He was awake by then, the bleeding had stopped, his half-clothed body caked in dry blood, as he stared in disgust at the reflection that stood in front of him, his hands gliding over the fresh marks that encased him, in disbelief. I moved closer in a comforting notion, but it seemed to have reverse effect, making his eyes well with tears at our ever differing appearances.
"Rems, don't look at yourself like that. You're beautiful, it doesn't matter what that thing does to you every month."
He turned, not to face me, but to the wall, his words shaking with distain.
"That thing is me, Sirius, no matter what way you look at it."
My yearning arms wrapped themselves around him.
"No, it's not. This... this exquisite angel I have here is the real Remus Lupin. What happens every full moon... that... that's something entirely different."
He sighed "Don't kid yourself, Siri, you were lucky enough to have caught the end of it this time. Imagine what could have happened if you were there: you could have died."
I hugged him tighter.
"And if I wasn't, so could you. Besides, people do crazy things when they're in love, and I'm not going to make an exception."
"But, why? I'm so ugly and you're just so..."
I held his head in my hands and pulled him to kiss me, silencing his quiet protests with the movement of our lips. I drew away and pecked the new scar on his face.
"I fell in love with you, Rems, I'm sure I can fall in love with all your new little friends too. Now, we need to get you cleaned up."
My hand wrapped around his wrist, dragging him toward the bathtub and climbing after him. It was hard to clean his fragile body, trying to avoid each cut, and not to scrub too hard and reveal raw skin.
"You lost a lot of blood. I did try to fix you up the best I could, but you're going to have to go to the infirmary to make sure you don't get any infections."
"Oh, you're such a hero, Pads." He laughed.
I pushed a handful of bubbles into his face and he swam to the other side of the bath.
"Oh, you can't run away from me – I'm too stealthy, like a ninja."
"A ninja and a werewolf, sounds like a fun game" he giggled and submerged himself under the water.
Admittedly, I lost him for a few seconds, until he popped up in front of me, elbows on my knees and his head cupped in his hands, making me jump a little.
"Who's the ninja now?" He grinned.
"Still me. You've just been demoted to the Little Mermaid." I stroked his cheek. "Your hair's still all bloody, I'll get it." My fingers ran through his hair and removed what red was left.
He stood and sat on my lap, presenting his still perfect back to my longing hands. I kissed it and sighed.
"Rems, I love you and don't you ever forget that."
"I love you Sirius Black, I always will, more than you will ever know, no matter what you do, who you are, what you become, you will always be my Sirius. I don't care what we become, you will always belong to me and I will you."
I smirked and ran my tongue over the scar on his face, getting to know that that would present for the rest of his life, if not the rest of our relationship.
"I mean it! I adore you."
I wanted to pull him close, make him mine there and then. But, I knew that with that much emotion coursing through my veins, I would probably break him.