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  Relationship:
      Sirius_Black/Remus_Lupin
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****** The Charlatan Death Eater ******
by Sierra [archived by WolfAndHound_Archivist]
Summary
     During his fifth year, Sirius Black faces prejudice
Notes
     Note from Lassenia, the archivist: this story was originally archived
     at Wolf_and_Hound, which was created to make stories posted to the
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It had begun in first year, but hadn't actually hit the school until fifth, and
it hit hard. The Slytherins suddenly had a dark power over the other students.
Rumors were about that any Slytherin was bound to be a Death Eater, and to turn
your back could mean your death. There was a soft terror that seemed to
constantly be on the back of your neck when you were alone.
It wasn't until half way through the term, that other students began to hold a
dark power as well.
Katherine Jenkins' brother, both Ravenclaws, had been convicted of killing
three muggles and sent to Azkaban, ever since the news appeared in the Daily
Prophet, Katherine mostly walked the hallways with her books clutched to her
chest, and her head down, avoiding the suspicious stares and vulgar comments as
much as she could.
The same went to a third year Hufflepuff, who's Uncle had been accused of
murdering a Ministry Worker and for a seventh year Gryffindor who had been seen
having a conversation with a Slytherin in the later hours of the evening.
Pureblooded names, were suddenly reasons for gasping, if said aloud. The
Malfoys, the Blacks, the Lestranges, and the Snapes.
It was the non-Slytherins, who seemed to scare the most and were hurt the most.
Olivia Malfoy, a Ravenclaw, was more often than not, seen alone in the common
room, the other first years too afraid to make friends. Hampton Lestrange, a
Hufflepuff sixth year, was suddenly shunned by his friends and housemates.
Where to turn? Where to go? They would ask themselves. Being alone had never
been an easy thing.
And of course, who had more welcome arms than the powerful Slytherins? Always
ready for a new member to join their clan. Soon, Olivia could be seen talking
with the first year Slytherins in the library, and Hampton would hang out with
the older Slytherins in Hogsmeade.
They were not the only ones, suffering social displacement. Sirius Black had
found more enemies than friends in Gryffindor Tower, his closest friends
sticking determinedly by his side, sheltering him from the rumors of his feared
name. James Potter frequently dragged him into doing childish pranks on the
Slytherins, to keep him from brooding and not letting him become so
downtrodden.
Peter Pettigrew would get him to play pointless, and endless games to keep his
mind off the problems. None of them bringing it up, always skipping away from
the actual trouble. Remus Lupin tried not to change his behavior around his
moody friend, he continually reprimanded him for putting off his studies, and
when the other young man was moping, he would simply sit beside him in quiet
companionship.
As of now, the four Marauders could be found, Remus and James enraptured in a
game of Wizard Chess they were playing, whilst Peter and Sirius sabotaged the
boys' game moves.
"I wonder if he's used the Imperius curse on them." A fourth year's voice
barely reached the Marauders' ears, they all automatically flinched, knowing
exactly who was being talked about.
"Why do you say that?" His friend asked.
"Well, why would anyone want to stay friends with a Death Eater?" The title
'Death Eater' whispered, quieter. "They've obviously been brainwashed."
Remus watched as James clenched his fists, the knuckles turning a pale color.
"King to E-3." Remus said, murdering his pieces in minutes.
"Nice game." James said, shaking his friend's hand with a bit too tight of a
grip. The two young men exchanged meaningful looks, before the Marauders all
retreated to their dorm.
They took out their books and parchment and began to study on Lupin's orders.
This plan went on for about an hour or so, before James left to 'woo Evans' and
Peter disappeared to Owl his cousin.
There was silence, except for the scratching of Remus' quill and Sirius
fidgeting on his own bed.
Until--"Remus, why'd you do that?"
The scratching of the quill stopped, and a loud sigh was heard, and a tawny
head looked up. "Do what?"
"Ah, come on Moony! Don't play daft, I know you better than that." Sirius said,
looking tired.
Lupin let out a long breath, defeated. "I decided that the best way to keep
James off that fourth year, was to end the game as quickly as possible and get
us away from it." Remus explained quietly, almost ashamed.
Black nodded, rolling over and staring at the canopy of his bed. "I'm sorry I'm
such trouble."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Remus said, the scratching returning.
"Yeah you do. I've always been an arse, and now my family's catching up to
me...I can't see why you all put up with me." Sirius told his friend honestly.
"Now you need to stop acting daft, we all love you in spite of your arrogance
and occasional moments of extreme stupidity, we put up with all the annoying
habits we have--James' Lily obsession, and Peter's snoring--my--monthly
situation...There's certain things we have to love about each other in spite
of."
"You're quite the lucky bastard if your only flaw is lycanthropy." Sirius
teased, but without the humor behind it.
"Well, I can name a few more." Remus smirked at his friend, the scratching of
the quill stopping again. The tawny-headed boy looked down to see that instead
of writing what he had thought had been 'eggplant' had amazingly become
'Sirius'. He shook his head, and scribbled it out.
"I couldn't." Sirius muttered, so low Remus didn't quite pick it up, too busy
scribbling out that troublesome name, that had once more appeared on the
parchment.
~+~
"Hey Black? Killed any muggles lately?" A voice hissed in his ear, Sirius
cringed but kept up his pace, wishing for James or Peter...or Remus. He didn't
like walking to class alone, but this was the single class he was taking that
wasn't with the other Marauders.
"Do you like torturing those helpless muggles or are you just in it for the
juicy Dark Arts spells?" A girl taunted.
Only one more door, and I'm there, Sirius thought, reassuring himself. At last,
he reached the door and slipped inside as quickly as possible, seating himself
in the back of the room.
A magical note floated swiftly under the desks and to Sirius' surprised hands,
the lesson had only been in process for a little less than half of an hour.
Black--
We all know about your brother, no doubt you are just the same.
Sirius studied it a moment, before the letter burst into ashes quietly, the
Professor hadn't a clue of the disturbance. The boy's pale eyes darted around
the room, looking for the culprit. But all he saw were the backs of his fellow
students. All staring contentedly at Professor Vector.
Piercing stares from a clumped up group of Slytherins towards the end of class
made Sirius shiver and glance at the door, wondering whether it would be
smarter to get out of there as quickly as possible or to stay behind in hopes
they would leave him be. He decided on the former, bolting out the moment class
was dismissed.
He hadn't gotten far when he ran into a wall of burly looking seventh year
Slytherins, blocking the walkway.
"Let me by." Sirius demanded, grounding his teeth together.
"I don't think we want to do that, do we boys?" Lucius Malfoy used his height
to try and intimidate the younger student. "Wouldn't want a Black to get lost,
would we?"
"Shove off Malfoy, you don't scare me." Sirius spat, readying himself to reach
for his wand.
"Maybe I don't, but I know who does." Malfoy threatened, stepping away and
letting the ebony haired boy through. Cobias Crabbe doing the same, staying
near his leader's side. The big oaf was far too stupid to think for himself,
sometimes Sirius was sure the older boy had forgotten his own first name, so
much referred to as simply 'Crabbe'.
Sirius hid his hands hidden in his robes, to keep the seventh years to see his
shaking. He only made it about ten steps ahead, when he felt something hard hit
the back of his head sharply, the sound of malicious laughter the last sound he
heard before he was completely unconscious on the floor.
~+~
Remus and James had just arrived to Gryffindor Tower when the pair was hit by
alert stares and short looks of terror.
"Something happened." Remus muttered to his friend, as they walked a few
cautious steps further into the room.
Lily Evans caused an eruption of whispers by standing up and strolling briskly
to the two Marauders' sides.
"Evans?" James asked, a wary eye on her.
"It's about your friend--Black--he's been injured." Lily said. "How badly?"
Remus asked immediately.
"I don't know, but...they say it was a sort of hate crime..." The formal girl
began to stumble, now under the intense looks of the boy in question's closest
friends, his family.
"Who did it?" James inquired.
"I heard it from Francis Crick, she said that the professors didn't know.
They're checking into all the students who own a remembrall though."
"He was hit with a remembrall?" Lupin broke in, he eyes wildly looking at the
portrait, as if preparing for a sprint.
"Yes." The red head continued.
"They did it because they think he's a Death Eater, didn't they?" Remus
whispered.
"No, I don't think so--I think it was Death Eaters..."
"Did you hear that!?" James screamed, his anger exploding all at once at the
common room. "Would Death Eaters attack their own man!? No! You were all wrong
about him!" Remus slipped away unnoticed, and James continued, "You're all
damned idiots! Brainwashed my arse! We're the only people in this whole god
damned school who stood by his side! You hear that!? You're more evil than he
is! You're the devil! If he dies...trust me, it will all come back on you! All
of you for deserting him!"
James' face was red with rage and he stomped up to his dorm, not before giving
the fourth years from the day before glares full of venom purged from the
demons buried deep within his own soul.
Lily Evans stood their helplessly a few moments, scanning the room for a sign,
when receiving none, the prefect rushed after her fellow fifth year, to prevent
him from doing something daft.
"James?" she called, knocking on the door.
Below in the common room, a large amount of yelling and screaming could be
heard from Lily and James, ending with Lily finally coming down the steps,
furious with one question on her mind.
"Where the hell is Remus Lupin?"
~+~
The aforementioned boy was right in front of the Infirmary door, he silently
entered looking around the familiar place. A room he connected with painful
memories, of The Prank and his first full moon at Hogwarts...
"Madame Pomfrey?" He asked, searching around the room.
"Mister Lupin?" Pomfrey answered, her voice still disembodied. "Here to see
Mister Black? I'm sorry, but he's not at all ready for visitors..." Remus
walked toward the sound of her motherly voice.
"Is he going to be okay--?" Remus stopped short as he came upon the boy, caught
Pomfrey's bloodstained robes, and Sirius' deathly pale face.
"I don't know Lupin, he's been hit hard, someone strong had to have done it.
None of the students are talking, we have no idea exactly how long he laid in
the corridor before Miss Crick found him in a pool of his own blood."
Remus nodded along, kneeling beside his friend's bed a look of stony acceptance
on his face.
"You know, Remus," Her voice softening as she reverted to his first name, "I
only tell you these things because I trust you to be mature enough to handle
it, I also trust you not to inform Mister Potter and Mister Pettigrew of your
friend's condition. If anyone does ask you, you reply that he is uncertain and
that's all you know. We...we don't need someone coming in during the night to
finish up the job."
The boy nodded again.
"The Headmaster has a few ideas on why he was attacked..." She said an
informational tone, "He believes students, who have been experimenting in the
Dark Arts, have done this as an act of hate against Mister Black for not
joining with You-Know-Who. Not that I'm making this official, or in any way
speaking against the Black Family, but they are known for their Dark doings,
and...some may find that reason to hurt Mister Black here. For not following
with his family."
"Thank you." Remus said quietly, "For telling me. Is there anything I can do?
Do you know--if he'll pull through?"
"You can pray Remus, and hope to Merlin that he hasn't suffered permanent
damage it was quite the nasty skull fracture there. We won't know his condition
until the morning, if--" Pomfrey stopped herself, pushing a sweaty hair out of
her face.
"What?" Remus prodded, wondering what she had nearly said. "Nothing Lupin, keep
quiet about this." Pomfrey shrugged it off. "No. Were you going to say 'if he
lives until the morning'?" Remus' eyes never left Sirius' face.
Pomfrey sighed, unshed tears welling up in her hazel eyes, "It's a chance
Remus, but I've given him a potion and done a few spells that should prevent
it. Now please, be a dear and go back to your dormitory."
Remus decided to play off Pomfrey's fondness of him some more. "Would it be
alright...If I stayed here for the night? I want to keep an eye on him."
Pomfrey hesitated a moment, "I suppose, as long as you don't disturb him, it
will keep me from having to do so...Come and get me if his condition changes."
Madame Pomfrey set another charm on Sirius, before leaving, with words of
sending dinner to him.
"Pull through Sirius, please." Remus whispered, "I can't live without you."
~+~
Throughout the night, Remus stayed beside his friend's bedside, watching his
shallow breathing, making sure there were no changes. James and Peter stopped
by a bit before nine, James still fuming, but having calmed down considerably
since Remus had last seen him.
As the time slinked towards the early morning hours, Sirius finally stirred. He
began muttering things under his breath, "No....go away...I'm not a Death
Eater...I swear...go away."
Remus held his breath, listening to the other boy.
"Help me Moony, please!" The voice whispered, louder. Remus' eyes widened, "I
need you, please help me..."
"I'm here Sirius, it's alright." Remus said soothingly, but the other boy
didn't seem to register.
"It hurt....so bad...you gotta help me Remus." The voice muttered softer. Then
the boy just started screaming, maniacally.
"MADAME POMFREY!" Remus bellowed, turning around and rushing to her quarters,
banging wildly on the door, bawling for help. She immediately opened the door
and rushed out, still tying her night robe about her.
Pomfrey didn't need to ask, she simply rushed over to her patient, her wand at
ready. She shoved Remus away, telling him to run as quickly as he could to
Dumbledore's office, the Prefect should know the password.
When Remus returned with the older Wizard, Sirius was still screaming hoarsely.
"What is it Poppy?" Dumbledore asked, his own wand out.
"I don't know, I don't know..." Pomfrey's eyes searched the young boy's face,
hoping he would reveal his secret ailment. "It had seemed simple before, just a
large amount of blood loss--."
"So you think it was a curse?" The woman nodded, petting the sweating patient's
forehead.
Lupin stood, blending into the background, simply watching the scene unfold
before him. A worrying sickness setting in. Was his friend going to die?
"I just don't know what curse!" The nurse was quite obviously frustrated, her
fists were clenched white, and she was looking at the headmaster with a look of
terror and it was becoming increasingly harder to be heard over Sirius' cries.
"I will not lose this student, Albus, I won't. I won't lose a student to the
hatred and prejudice of this school's pupils."
"What are his symptoms...I can try and identify it."
"Simply what I have told you! A severe amount of blood loss and head injury! I
know nothing else!" Her eyes whirled to Remus, suddenly seeing him.
"Lupin, did he do anything before he started--?"
Remus said nothing for a moment, his eyes closed in thought. "Yes. He called
for me, saying he needed help...that it hurt...that he wasn't a Death Eater."
Pomfrey looked even more frustrated, but Dumbledore appeared enlightened.
"Hmm, he was apparently aware that you were in the room then." Dumbledore
allowed a small smile, "There's still hope then. Tell him you believe him
Mister Lupin, tell him."
"Tell him what?"
"Tell him you know he's not a Death Eater, that you'll help him." Dumbledore
instructed.
"Um...alright then." Remus strode over and knelt beside his friend's bedside.
The boy seemed timid, unsure of how to start. He took a deep breath, knowing
that he had to try--if it could help his friend. "Sirius, it's me, Remus... I
know you're not a Death Eater, I believe you. Who cares about what the rest of
the school thinks, the people who count know it... James, Peter and
Dumbledore...I won't let them hurt you anymore, I won't let you walk the halls
alone anymore."
Remus continued to ramble to his best-friend quietly, before stopping and
looking to the adults in the room, "I think it's working--he's not screaming
anymore." Indeed, the hoarse cries had lowered to quiet whimpers.
"You know, we all need you Sirius, your last name is exactly that, just a name.
You accept me for who I am, regardless of its danger. We need you to lighten up
our days with your silly pranks just as much as I need to have you around on
full moons...I need you here with me Sirius, come on, open your eyes and say
I'm getting sappy you great git!" Remus demanded softly, and just as those
words left his mouth, Sirius did just that.
Pale silvery eyes looked directly into the werewolf's amber ones. "Moony? What
the bloody hell happened?"
The dark headed boy looked to Madame Pomfrey and Professor Dumbledore.
"And since when, does Dumbledore hang out in the Infirmary with you and
Pomfrey, Remus?"
~+~
It had been a week since Sirius had been let out of the Hospital Wing, with
orders not to go anywhere alone. He hadn't been able to recall what had caused
him to be there in the first place, he just remembered walking into his
Arithmancy class and at that point his memory blacked out until waking up with
Remus beside him.
Dumbledore was positive that dark magic had been used on the young Black, he'd
cast a few charms on the boy himself, to prevent the curse from doing any more
harm to him.
The Marauders were closer than ever, never leaving one another alone. They were
a tight group that could not be broken, could not be hurt. But Sirius was
quieter, hardly speaking at all, and if he did speak it was to Remus.
Sirius had the look of a rejected puppy when Remus wasn't around, his only
smiles were when Remus was talking to him, Remus had somehow become Sirius'
only source of happiness.
"James, what time is Quidditch practice?" Remus asked quietly over his
breakfast one Saturday.
"Eleven, are you going with me?" Lupin nodded.
"Of course, someone needs to make sure you're in line." The boy tried to joke,
but the underlying worry of his bespectacled friend facing the same fate as
Sirius had made him insistent that James would never not have someone with him
there and back to his practices, just like he was careful that Sirius and Peter
were escorted to each class.
"Actually," A female voice interrupted, and all four boys froze and turned, "I
was going to ask if I could go with you to your Quidditch practice, James."
Each boy just gaped, unused to having someone outside of their little group
talk to them since the incident with Sirius.
James began to sputter now that he was face to face to his heart's desire.
She'd begun to warm up to him more and more throughout the year, but was still
a bit feisty towards him, more often than not.
"Uh--sure." James said weakly, "I won't need you with me I suppose then,
Remus." The boy in question nodded, watching as Lily walked back to her seat
with her friends.
"Maybe they're finally letting us back in." Peter whispered, the others just
nodded. Sirius was studying the red-head with interest.
After Lily had asked to accompany James to Quidditch practice, it seemed to be
an unsaid agreement of the Gryffindors, to allow the once popular Marauders
back into the House. They were no longer outsiders, and James' popularity and
charm returned full force and Remus was once again the bloke to go to for help
in DADA or for advice and Peter for Herbology.
Sirius...on the other hand, was still being cautiously approached. It didn't
help that he glared at everyone who came near. He trusted none of his fellow
Gryffindors. He spent more and more time up in his dorm, alone.
On one such afternoon, Remus finally found himself fed up with Sirius'
behavior.
"I'm not going to let him do this anymore. I'm bringing him down here to
socialize if it's the last thing I do." Remus said, "I'll be back in a minute."
He waved distractedly at James and Peter, and went up to the dorm.
"Sirius?" He called, finding his friend at the window seat, staring out the
window where a fresh layer of snow had accumulated at the edges.
"Hello Moony." Sirius' solemn face broke out into a brilliant grin, and Remus
almost didn't have the courage to say what he wanted to.
"We need to talk, Sirius." The grin disappeared.
"About what?" Black seemed worried now, fidgeting as Lupin came closer.
"About your behavior lately." The ebony haired boy's eyes widened.
"What? Do you mean the way I've been acting around you...or everyone else?"
Sirius asked cautiously, and Lupin was suddenly aware of a feeling in his gut,
the kind he usually got when someone was hiding something from him.
"Everyone else--you're avoiding the world Sirius and I think it's time to
stop."
"I--I don't know what you mean." Sirius stuttered.
"Don't play daft, you know exactly what I mean. The glaring at well meaning
people you used to be friends with, secluding yourself in the dorm. No longer
talking in public." He paused effectively, "Is there something...you aren't
telling me Padfoot?" Remus asked gently.
"No..." But Sirius wasn't looking Remus in the eye. "I just don't want to be
around those people anymore. They aren't my friends, they left us alone Moony!
It was them, not me! They thought I was a Death Eater and they still do...Every
time I look at them, I see the hatred and I can't stand it!" Sirius was upset,
Remus noted the obvious. "They think I'm no better than the ones who--did this
to me." he gestured to the back of his head where a scar ran down his neck from
the broken magical glass' cuts.
"Sirius, they were just afraid--they were stupid--and needed someone to hate.
Because of your name they hated you, and you hate them for it...But once they
saw beyond it, they wanted to be around you again."
"But I don't want to be around them." Sirius resisted, a childish defense.
"Then you are just as scared as them, what would I have done if James hadn't
looked past his fear of werewolves and seen who I really was? But he did, and
now he and I are still good mates. I gave him another chance to be my friend
after he hurt me, by fearing me. Sometimes I'm afraid of James, of Peter...of
you. Afraid one day you'll only see the werewolf in me, and shun me away.
Afraid, Sirius. You have to be strong and realize you won't have anything if
you don't. You can see past the fear, Sirius, they already have, you just have
to give them a second chance. Maybe this time around, they won't hurt you."
Remus paused in his somewhat quiet rant, and looked at Sirius. "Do you
understand?"
"I shouldn't be afraid that they'll hate me again...I should just accept that
they did it once, and go on." Sirius mumbled.
"Good then, so are you ready to come downstairs and Mingle?" Remus smiled
encouraging as he asked.
"No...I need to tell you something first." Sirius said, "I don't know- -I don't
know what you'll think. I trust you more than anyone to hear me out though. So
please...just let me tell you, don't interrupt. Promise?"
"I...I promise." Remus was now the worried one, was Sirius angry at him?
"You see I--well...Before this happened I--" Sirius stopped, and the fight
within himself was evident on his face. "I realized something about
myself...That I had always kind of thought was a possibility, but I'd never had
true proof that was how I was for sure. Then it just--blew up in my face and I
knew there was no way to deny it."
Remus had to bite his tongue not to say anything to him, he'd promised not to
interrupt and he had never been one to break promises. "I...I'm not--I'm not
attracted to girls, Moony." Both boys were suddenly blushing madly.
"You're not?" Lupin asked weakly, his voice unusually high.
"Um, definitely not."
"How--I mean. When--? No, that's not what I meant!" Remus could not seem to
find the right words just then. "But you're so--good looking-- no! No! That's
not what I meant either!" Remus was bright red by then, and Sirius was simply
sitting there watching his friend stutter about. "I meant you're just so
shaggable--no--oh hell!"
"Remus Lupin, are you telling me that--you think I'm shaggable?" Sirius
smirked.
"YES!" Remus let out a frustrated yell, "No! No! I don't--I--okay, so I do. I'm
probably more gay than you!" Remus muttered unhappily. Sirius stood and tackled
the boy into a hug.
"I love it when you're confused." Sirius whispered in his ear, before
smothering the others boy's mouth with his own. There was not much more talking
at all after that, once Remus realized that he was being kissed by his most
craved for other being in the world and began kissing back.
It was one of the most mind blowing things that had ever occurred to him, in
his entire life. To be kissed senseless by Sirius Black, until of course, he
was shagged stupid by Sirius Black. That came only about ten minutes later,
actually.
Their robes had gone quickly, and their shirts were ripped off as their hips
banged against each other. Trousers were dealt with in a rush, zippers pulled
down.
"Ah fuck, that hurts! Watch your teeth Lupin!... Never mind! Never mind you
git! Don't stop--Oh holy hell don't stop that--thing--with your--Unghh--
mouth...Ah! Yes! Just like that! Fucking hell! Ah! Moony! Moony...I'm gonna--
" A loud groan, and eyes squeezed shut. "Oh bloody fucking hell Remus!"
Remus licked his lips, looking intensely at his new lover, "You always told me
I was good with my mouth."
Sirius could only whimper, and drag the other boy closer for another kiss.
"Mhmm, love that mouth too. You are so gorgeous Moony, no wonder I lost
interest in girls." The Animagus grinned crookedly at his friend, completely
relaxed.
"Same for you--strutting around the dorm half starkers all the time. I thought
you were an evil, evil bastard." Remus began biting at Sirius' neck, while
grinding his groin against Sirius' thigh. "I have reason to punish you now,
though."
"Huh...?" Sirius was still slow in his post orgasm state.
"I need to come Sirius! I'm not letting you have one over me." Lupin began to
cautiously spread Sirius' legs apart, smirking as Sirius moaned appreciatively
as he sucked his fingers and pushed one inside him, working the opening wider.
"Mhmm, nice and tight. I could fucking come with just one thrust if we aren't
careful now, Padfoot."
Sirius' erection began to rise again, hard and throbbing. Remus stroked it in
time with his finger, while adding another, then scissoring his fingers inside
further and adding another.
Black was by then, a whimpering mass of arousal and sweat, bucking up wildly
into Remus' fingers, "Come on Moony, fuck me fuck me fuck me now! I'm ready!
Just fucking do it, before I do you myself!" The aroused boy yelped
impatiently.
"Alright then, hold on to your broomstick." Remus looked just as impatient as
his friend, while he clambered upon the boy, getting situated between the long
legs. "Hold on a second--" Sirius growled.
"Accio lotion!" Lupin caught his lover's irritation, "What did you want me to
rip you open?"
"I wanted to fuck, but at this pace I'll just come in your face."
Sirius leaned closer into the heat of Remus' body. Remus quickly slicked his
cock, before wiping sweat from his forehead, instantaneously getting lotion on
his forehead as well.
"I think this would work better--the other way."
"Oooh, Padfoot style?" Sirius winked, despite his horny state, he could still
make jokes.
"Yeah, now flip over Padfoot." Remus helped his friend get to his hands and
knees, and then mounted the other boy. He pressed his head inside and Sirius
was unexpectedly silent.
"Is this okay?" Remus asked, trying to hold himself, fighting the desire to
just shove in as hard as he could into the taller boy. Sirius nodded rapidly,
before Remus ever so slowly sheathed himself inside the tight passage.
"Ahhhhhh..." Remus hissed, gasping for breath as he attempted to keep control.
"Soooo nice, Sirius. Ungh..."
"Oh--Gods...That feels really nice, Remus. Why didn't we do this sooner?"
Sirius asked over his shoulder, panting.
"Because," Remus pulled himself out part way, "You, are an idiot." He angled to
that special spot he knew existed, and after a few slow strokes, hit it.
"Shit! Ah! Shit!" Sirius screamed, and that was Lupin's unraveling. He let out
a cry, before thrusting in deep and hard into Sirius, repeatedly hitting his
prostrate, and Sirius and he were both yelling in pleasure, pledging love for
one another and to their shared heat.
Sirius only last a few more minutes before clenching his muscles tightly around
Remus' cock and coming for the second time that day. Remus moaned, biting into
Sirius' shoulder and came deep inside of his lover riding out his orgasm for
all it was worth.
They collapsed onto the floor, cuddling together for warmth on the cool floor,
sweat and semen mixing together.
"I love you, oh so much." Sirius whispered, kissing Lupin on the nose.
Remus turned red, "Love you too."
"Didn't know you were such an animal though. The whole werewolf thing, I
understood...but this...Ah it's just full of possibilities." Sirius grinned
lopsidedly, he was about to say more when Peter walked into the room
unannounced, and unwanted as far as the two on the dorm floor were concerned.
"Rem-AH!!!" Peter screeched, and fell back into the wall, banging his head. He
rubbed it furiously. "GET SOME CLOTHES ON! For Merlin's sake! Thought you'd be
covered by now..." The small blonde hissed, blue eyes shut.
The two, now embarrassed boys, jumped up gathering their lost clothing,
struggling to put it on.
"Really Remus, if you couldn't get him to come downstairs and socialize, didn't
mean you had to--" Peter gestured frantically at them and the mess they'd
created. Peter began to chuckle, "Clean up the mess, I won't ever be able to do
my homework down there again."
"You okay with it then, Pete?"
"Eh, why not? The whole tower was hooting and hollering when they heard the
sounds coming from this room...Couldn't have turned it down, could you blokes?"
"Sorry." They mumbled.
"Some of the seventh years were making bets at how long it took for you to come
Remus, they had to send the third years and below outside for that. I think
Brown won--he said directly after Sirius did." Peter cackled at the looks on
the ashamed boys' faces, and disappeared.
"You ready to mingle now, love?" Remus asked, holding the boy close.
"With you? Anytime."
"You know what I meant, Sirius." Remus said warningly.
Sirius looked at the door, leading to the Common Room, and sighed, "I guess I
could give them another chance, if they can put up with listening to us have
sex, they can be a pretty acceptable bunch."
"Great, now be a good puppy and take off those clothes." Remus ordered,
stopping his friend in his tracks as he headed towards to exit.
Sirius gave his lover a confused look, "Why?"
"Well, you've been so well behaved, I'm only obligated to reward you." Remus
smiled rakishly, before grabbing Sirius by the arm and dragging him into the
showers.
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