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Chapter 32

Sirius

Remus' injuries eased up after a couple of days, luckily. Both of us relaxed a little after that, though Remus still had to take it easy. So, while James was outside pestering people – mainly Lily, though she had to put up with it since she was his girlfriend – Remus and I stayed up in the dorm, sitting on his bed. Of course, Remus kept insisting that I didn't have to stay up there with him. Oh, how wrong he was. I tried to tell him numerous times, even before we started going out, that I couldn't just leave him. I just couldn't.

"Yes you can." Remus insisted. "You don't have to stay up here."

"I do have to. You may not think I do, but I do." I replied.

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

"That's not a reason."

"Yes it is. Because I also have to love you."

"You don't..."

I cut Remus off using my favourite method. Leaning forward and snogging him senseless, my hands on his waist. When I felt the tension leave Remus and that he had leaned back into his pillows, I pulled away but leaving very little space between us, keeping my hands where they were.

"Yes I do. 'Cause loving you isn't a choice. Though if it was, I would choose to time and time again." I told him. "That's why I can't leave. Honestly, I thought you would know that Rem, you silly little cub."

Remus went a deep crimson, a colour I loved on him, and bit his bottom lip. To be honest, I loved being able to do this to him. I could say the tiniest little thing and most of the time I could make him blush, as well as get all shy like he was now. I rested my forehead against his, grinning at him. Remus smiled back coyly, one of my favourite expressions on him. His eyes flickered down briefly and back up to me, before he took a double take. Gingerly, he reached up a hand and ran his fingers over the black leather collar that had a red dog tag on it, with 'Padfoot' engraved and filled in black that he gave me for my eighteenth birthday, back in December – though my birthday was in September, not that I minded. His blush darkened as he continued to drag his fingers across the rough material and smooth cold metal. I just watched him. He only said I couldn't wear it around his parents, students and teachers, and at the moment we were alone, since Paddy was outside with James and Lily too. We would be for quite a while; since this was the first time in a few days that we had actually had a nice warm day.

"You seem to like this more than I do, Rem." I chuckled.

Remus tore his eyes away from the collar but continued to run his fingers over it. He looked up at me, still with that coy look on his face.

"Well, of course. There was a reason why I bought it." Remus told me, quietly.

"I thought it was a joke gift?" I teased.

"Doesn't mean there weren't reasons for getting it for you."

"Wanna tell me what those reasons were? Or are?"

"I think I'll let you figure them out on your own."

The coy expression on Remus' face disappeared, but another one of my favourite expressions of his replaced it. Pure and utter lust. Oh, how I loved it! So, deciding to 'figure out myself' what Remus' reasons were and to not let that endearing expression of his to go to waste, I lifted my forehead off of his, and kissed him again. What was fun was, I could get Remus out of breath very quickly, which was what I did then. So, when that happened, I moved down to his neck sucking, licking and biting it tantalisingly slow way like I always did. It was fun hearing Remus come undone like he always did when I used this particular technique of mine. I edged my hand down from Remus' waist and further south, if you get what I'm trying to say. This was going to be fun.

Forty-five minutes later, Remus was asleep in his bed, his back against my chest. Watching him sleep reminded me of the day after his seventeenth birthday, the morning after we had, well...gotten together, let's say. I smiled at the memory, thinking of how far we had come in the...eleven months and fifteen days we had been together. I moved some hair out of his eyes and tucked it behind his ear gently, before getting out of his bed carefully, so I didn't wake him up and pulling my boxers on. I walked into the bathroom. Chucking cold water over my face to cool me down and wake me up a little, I grinned at the collar that was still around my neck...and that had left small marks in my skin from where it had...uh...clung. I dried my face off with a towel, and checked on the little surprise I had for Remus, before I started for the door. When I walked out of the bathroom, I made my way over to Remus. It was as I got closer that I saw Remus' face was contorted, into an expression of fear. He was mumbling to himself, like he always did. I couldn't hear what he was saying, no matter how close I got to him. To be honest, I don't think I wanted to know. All I cared about, right now, was waking him up. So, I climbed back into his bed, under the covers, and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Remus. Remus! Come on, wake up. It's just a dream." I said, shaking him slightly. "Rem, wake up, love."

My hand slipped from his shoulder and brushed against his hand. This resulted in Remus jumping a foot in the air, eyes snapping open. His breathing was ragged and heavy, and as always he looked petrified. He looked towards my quickly, his eyes wide and watery. It reminded me of when we were in second year and he had a nightmare that left him in the same state. James and Peter didn't wake up, so I brought Remus out of the hell going on inside his head. I couldn't bear to leave him alone; he was terrified and needed a friend. That's exactly what he needed now. But instead of a friend, he got a boyfriend. I wrapped my arms around his shaking body, pulling him on top of me, hugging him close, one of my hands running through his hair repeatedly.

"It's ok." I whispered. "It was just a dream. It can't hurt you."

I repeated that over and over until Remus had calmed down. After that, we just sat there in silence.

After a few minutes of silence, I gently kissed the top of Remus' head. It was the only other thing I knew could be comforting, without using words. But we had to speak soon. And since Remus wouldn't be starting us off any time soon, I decided to say something.

"You want to talk about it?" I asked, quietly.

"Not particularly." Remus sighed, shakily. "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. It's in my job description."

We drifted back into the silence that we were left in just a few moments earlier. Until I opened my mouth again.

"Was it about what happened when...well, you know?" I asked, gently, tightening my hold on him.

"Always is." Remus muttered, sadly, leaning into me.

"Same thing?"

"Yeah."

"You know he can't hurt you, right? If you're here, he can't get in. And I'm not going to let him come anywhere near you. If he does, I'll kill him."

"You always say that."

"Because I always mean it."

"Really?"

"Always."

Remus lifted his head up, looking at me through teary eyes. Reaching up a hand, I brushed the tears away with the pad of my thumb. So many people would taunt Remus for crying. But they didn't know what he had been through, or what he encountered during his dreams. Ever since second year, when we found out about Remus being a werewolf and I came up with the idea of becoming Animagi, Remus had been having nightmares about Fenrir Greyback. It was always the same. First was when Remus was five, he and his dad were walking home late, and they were jumped by Fenrir Greyback and his 'crew'. Remus had to relive the pain of the night he became a werewolf and the look on his dad's face in his dreams. But then it jumped. The second part to the nightmare always took place at school. He thought that one night the wolf would attack James, Peter of I when we were in our Animagus forms.

So many people would taunt Remus for crying. But if they knew why, they'd shut the hell up and leave him alone. Because it could have been them. And if it was, they wouldn't want the same treatment Remus got day in and day out from people – mainly the Slytherins and the odd jerk of a Ravenclaw. Remus was strong for, not just dealing with the trauma he went through at such a young age, but for being able to cope with it throughout his life and being able to keep it a secret from most people. He was the strongest person I knew.

"I have something to show you." I told Remus after twenty-five minutes.

Somehow we had moved. So, Remus was now lying beside me with his head on my chest. He looked up, a curious glint in his eye. I smiled at him, gesturing for him to sit up. As he did, I followed.

"I don't know how you'll react to this, but uh...yeah." I said.

I turned around, so Remus was facing my back and not my face. I heard the small gasp that escaped his lips and felt his fingertips trace the lines. I had gotten my first tattoo, which had taken up my back. I designed it myself actually, with a little help from a book I bought with hundreds of tattoo designs. The tattoo on my back was of a grey, white and black wolf looking off to the side, standing in the snow, with paw prints of a dog encircling it. The wolf stood straight on all four legs, the one eye that was visible showing intelligence, the fur layered and thick, the wolf it's self slim and tall. You can see who my inspiration was.

"What do you think?" I asked, slightly nervous.

"It's...oh, Merlin, wow." Remus breathed. "Where did you find the design? When did you get it?"

"I designed it myself. Took me six times before I got the wolf right. And I got it done during the summer holidays. Three days before you showed up, actually."

"It's amazing. Though I'm sure your design is better."

I chuckled slightly, turning back round to face him.

"You really like it? Or are you just saying that so you don't hurt my feelings?" I smiled.

"You silly pup, I don't like it." Remus smiled back. "I love it. Definitely something you would go for."

"But that's because I had you as my inspiration."

"Well, then you let me know if I can be of any more use."

"Oh, I will. Don't you worry."

I took Remus' hand, lacing our fingers together, and placing my lips to the back of it. Thank Merlin I had him.

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