Jeez, why does no one want fluff, I decided to combine to angsty prompts so y'all know who prompted what so please review more and TechNcers28 prompt will be up soon,
"REMUS! Remus! Stay there!" Lily came dashing up Remus in the corridor, spitting red hair out of here mouth as she ran frantically to the golden haired boy, currently leaning against his locker, talking to the twins about some noncommittal thing.
"Lily? You okay?" He asked, furrowing his brow and holding his hand out to steady the panting girl as she heaved for breath.
"Sirius. *pant* Crying. *Boys bathroom *pant* fourth floor." She heaved, leaning on her knees, with her elbows.
"Oh God? What happened?" Remus said worriedly, running a hand through his fluffy hair.
"Is he alright?" Gideon interjected, concerned to the boy who'd become a close friend of his.
"Not hurt, just *wheeze* hysterical!" Lily gulped and Remus chucked his bag at Fabian who caught it with ease in his right hand and went sprinting down the hallway, his brow furrowed with concerned and his hair flopping madly as he ran down the corridor.
"He really does care about him, doesn't he?" Lily asked with a fond smile once she got her breath back.
Gideon smiled kindly at the younger girl, "More than you know Lily."
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"Remus! Thank god your here! He won't let me inside!" James exclaimed loudly as he saw Remus run towards him.
"Is he okay?" Remus asked, in much better condition than Lily, probably because of the endless hours of track he forced himself to endure.
"I'm not sure."
Remus sighed, running a hand through his floppy hair which was in dire need of a cut, "I'll figure something out, go you to class."
James hesitated, he really didn't want to leave his best mate when he was like this, on the other hand, his boyfriend was here, who would do a better job than him anyway and if he misses another class then McGonagal would have his ass.
"Go on, we'll be fine." Remus prompted, and James nodded reluctantly.
"Just take care of him okay?"
Remus raised an eyebrow, "As opposed to not taking care of him? Now scoot, Sirius more than likely doesn't want you to hear this."
James scratched his head, but mumbled a goodbye and walked quickly to geography, maybe Sirius would be alright.
Remus waited until James was out of sight before he knocked cautiously on the bathroom door, "Sirius, love, are you in there?" Remus called, stupid question, of course he's in there.
"No." Came the reply, his voice husky and thick, and sure sign he was crying. Not being able to bear his love being in such a predicament Remus marched on, seeing Sirius curled up in a corner with his head between his knees, the bathroom itself was a mess, the sinks were running, bins were turned over, toilet paper and soap container were ripped and broken, strewn about the place like nobodies business.
"Go 'way. 'M hideous." Sirius grumbled.
"There's no way in the world you could be hideous." Remus snorted with disbelief, picking his way carefully through the mess, over to where Sirius sat sobbing,"Now what's this all about eh?"
"You don't wanna know." Sirius sobbed harder, "You don't want to be sucked into my mess, you should break up with me while you still can."
Remus sat down gingerly beside Sirius, kicking out debris to make himself room to sit down and wrapped a comforting arm around Sirius, "Now why would I do that, especially when I don't deserve someone like you."
Sirius looked up at him sceptically, his face splotchy and puffy, "Why don't you deserve me, Im only messed up me, with too many problems I care to admit, Your gorgeous, hilarious, a complete super genius and your athletic, how're am I, to could for you?"
"For one, I'm not gorgeous, just average, I'm not funny, Im sarcastic, there's a difference, Im not a super genius I just like to study and I'm not athletic. But Sirius, there's so many things wrong with me too. Horrible, horrible things." Remus confessed, ducking his head to avoid Sirius's prying eyes.
"Like what?" Sirius said, genuinely curious.
"I knew you would say that," Remus chuckled wryly, "God, where to start, I suppose all the trouble started when I was 7, my family and I were in a car crash, I should of been killed but my brother who was only thirteen jumped in front of my, and the shard of glass that almost took my life wedged between his shoulder blades. He didn't die, but he lost the use of his right arm. I suppose I owe my life to my brother." Remus carried on, frantically trying to spit it out as fast as he could, "But I can't help feel like what he did was wrong? Y'know? Like maybe, that was my time? Or, it was my fate? I think, in a way, God punished me for cheating death, my head hit off the side of the car and it dislodged something in my brain, giving me a mild case of epilepsy. I only have fits once a month mind you, but I'm usually knackered after, that's why Im so intellectual, it also knocked out the cell which would of filtered information to my brain, I just remember everything now, instead of tiny details, I can't help but feel that my brother resents me? Just a tiny bit? Because he had to relearn how to write with his left hand, he used to be an amazing drawer, and now he can't do anything like that, and my mother used feel guilty when she used to bathe me because I was cover in scars from the smaller shards of glass and my sister used to have to nurse me. I think, my family disliked me for a while, for disturbing the balance of our perfect family, it was always like that, we boys looked like our dad, our sister looked like our mum, my mother was a well known lawyer, my dad was a big carpenter, my brother was known as 'the artist' and my sister had a perfect record. And…I can't help but feel like I'm a monster in some ways, I crushed my brothers dreams, my sister had to take time off school to nurse me when I ha particularly bad episodes, my mum lived in guilt because she was driving and my dad...well...(Remus laughed dryly) my dad won't speak to me any more. So…yeah, I'm not so perfect after all." Remus said, his tears threatening to spill over.
It was silent, Remus nervously letting Sirius take in the information that he was a registered disabled person.
"My parents..." Sirius whispered into the silence, "My parents were alcoholics, they weren't fit to be parents, I can barely remember them but when I try all I can see is drunken cheekbones and sallow skin, I was taken off them when I was about 6 and given to my dads brother, I've grown up telling people they were my parents because it was so much easier, y'know, telling people I had respectful, loving, parents, and a little brother, even though their my aunt and uncle and Regulus is cousin everything just seemed easier. And, I guess I was ashamed? I dunno, of my parents, like I would end up like them, I don't even know what happened to them, if their alive, if…if I have siblings? I can't bring myself to know, because I know I would feel rejected if it turned out they were this perfect family without me, that they hadn't even tried to get me back. I don't know, I just liked feeling like I belonged." Sirius's final words hung like a wet towel on a hot summer morning.
It was silent when he spoke again, "24th October, the day I was taken away from them."
He really broke down then, burrowing his face deep into Remus's shoulder, inhaling the scent of his blonde hair,'while Remus stroked his back and murmured soothing words, "I think…I think we're both messed up, but I also think that's why we found each other, because we need to fix each other. I don't think we'll ever have that perfect relationship, that's not going to be us, if your still with me, after what I've told you, then it'll be hard, it won't be all laughs and giggles, I mean, you'll have me, fitting every month for a start. But if your with me," Remus gently pulled Sirius up to look into his molten silver eyes, "If your with me, then It won't be horrible, and maybe I can live with my brother resenting me, if I get that text each night saying I love you, and maybe you could start slowly, by separating your good memories of your parents from your bad ones, we can look them up if you want. And you can tell James, but only if you want to."
Sirius smiled his grin, his eyes watering and his cheeks splotched, but it was still, that grin. The one that easily got him smiling or laughing, or kissing him.
Sirius pressed his lips against Remus's, murmuring softly, "Im in."
