For Christmas in 1975 Sirius gave Remus –his brand new and shiny boyfriend- a pair of canvas tie-dyed shoes. Being terribly far in the closet, Remus did not find this present –despite how thoughtful it was- to go down well with the rest of the school.
"What if someone comments on them?" Remus theorised, terrified at the thought of someone noticing he was wearing a colourful item of clothing. This paranoia was precisely the reason that he wore shades of brown and everything in between and his head calculated that this was a very heterosexual move for him to make.
"What would they say 'Nice shoes, brother. You must have a really awesome boyfriend!'?"
"No one knows about us-"
"Except Lily," Reminded Sirius. They both practically owed their lives to that stupid, silly and brilliant girl.
"Yes, except Lily. What if they say my shoes are gay?"
"DON'T INSULT MY PEOPLE. YOU HOMOPHOBIC BASTARD. YOU SON OF A BITCH." Exploded Sirius.
"Padfoot, I think that by referring to anyone that's not straight as 'my people' is still a bit homophobic." Smiled Remus.
"Really? Shit."
Sorry I haven't updated lately –what's it been, two weeks?- I've been a bit under the weather. Feeling blue, in the grip of a hurricane, caught in a nowhere place, off with the fairies… Desperately sad, that's how I've been. Horribly so. You know when you get so bad that you forget that you've ever felt any different? I'm getting better now –I think-, I'm trying to remember what makes me happy.
Writing fanfiction does, as does listening to beautiful sounds and writing my own book. It's only after I guilt tripped myself to write this and to promise myself that I wouldn't delete it that I enjoyed writing again.
My own book? Can you imagine that?!