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Car Crash Lovers & Angry Sunsets	By : jessebarbieheart Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of her delicious characters. Though I wish I could, I will never make proffit from this lovely fic.

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We Are Lost In Your Mistakes

"Remus! Love, where are you?"

Looking up from his housewife-like duty of folding clothes, the man searched for the direction of the voice. "Laundry room." He set aside a finished basket and picked up another. The excited tone only appeared to make him slightly upset. What was so damn amazing that she needed to shout?

The woman seemed to sense this in her husband's voice. She turned down her level of happiness upon finding him. Arms crossed over her chest, she cleared her throat. "I have good news…."

Whatever it was, Remus didn't seem to care. He continued on with his folding, pushing overgrown hair from his eyes. Asking what this good news wasn't even worth it. He wanted to get his work done, for dinner needed to be started soon.

"It's…. It's about our baby situation…."

This did catch the man's attention. He raised a brow, looking up at her swelled belly. This was important, then. In two months' time, they would need to decide what was to be done about the child to come. Up until now, they had been at a loss for what to do. It wasn't like they could afford a baby in their state. An answer to this would really save them a lot of worry. And fights. "Go on, then, Dora."

With a small sigh, Nymphadora walked closer to Remus and took his hands. She forced him to put down the clothes and face him. "Look at me, Remus. This is important. Please." She let loose with a small, sheepish smile, hoping to catch his eye.

It worked for a moment. He put down the shirt he was working on and stared down at her. But a moment of silent gazing was a moment he didn't have. "I'm listening, Dora. Go on."

Though it wasn't the full on attention she wanted, Nymphadora continued anyway. "Fine," she said, pulling back and helping her husband with the folding. "I visited my parents today on my way home from work. They gave me some refreshing news. Someone in the family is looking to adopt…."

"You should have told me you were stopping off on your way."

"That's beside the point, Remus! Just listen, please." She looked visibly upset as she pounded her fist upon the dryer. Married a year and they already fought every night. This was getting ridiculous. Something needed to be done about it. The main stem of their most recent bouts was this surprise pregnancy. Something needed to be done before they tore their marriage apart with it. "I was just trying to tell you that…I found someone willing to take our baby. Someone more than capable. And they're in the family, so I think I would feel more comfortable this way."

Remus looked up again, then down swiftly. He wasn't exactly for giving his child away. He had waited this long to be married. Why did have to wait even longer to reproduce? Yes, they couldn't afford it, really, but at the same time…. "Who is it, then?" he asked, trying to push aside his hurt feelings.

"It's my cousin, Remus. It's…it's Sirius."

A swell of anger overtook the man and he turned on his wife. "I will not have it! My daughter will not be going to live with that murderer! End of discussion." Abandoning all hope at concentrating on the clothes, he stalked off into the kitchen. It was getting quite late. He really should start dinner. If anything, it would be a welcome distraction.

"But, Remus–"

"NO!"

Not even the sound of tears from his wife brought Remus to reconsider. He pulled down a pot and began boiling water. "Set the table, will you?" he asked, changing the subject.

Nymphadora sniffled and wiped at her eyes. She pulled plates down from the cupboard and set them on the table with several loud thunks. Several times while setting up a few others things she opened her mouth to say something. But nothing came to mind, so she shut it once more. Though she so badly wanted to stick to her resolve, she just couldn't stand up to her husband.

The rest of the night passed in a blur of silence and resentful looks. Neither dared bring up the subject again, knowing it would only end in a row.

As the two got ready for bed, however, Nymphadora couldn't hold it in any longer. She had been gathering her resolve all through dinner and their nightly television programs. When they were lying in bed with the lights off, she finally felt courageous enough to say something more. This wasn't something she was willing to budge on. Not this time. "Remus…dear?"

A wary grunt came through the darkness from beside her.

After a deep breath to steady her, she went on. "I…I'm not going to be swayed on my decision. I'm giving this baby to Sirius. He and his partner…they deserve a child of their own. And we can't take care of–"

"Nymphadora…please shut it. Go to sleep. And don't bring up this issue again. Find someone else. I just won't have it. Not him..."

"This is my child! My body! I will do with it as I wish, Remus. If you won't follow along with my decision, so be it. But that won't change my mind." Fuming, the woman threw back the covers and pushed Remus out of bed. He fell with a loud noise onto the hardwood floor, crying out in protest. She reached over for the lamp, turning it on and crossing her arms in the light. "I suggest you go sleep in the living room until you learn to get over your petty grudges. That was seventeen years ago. Time to move on." She threw his pillows down after him, set in her decision.

A little stunned, Remus just stared up at her. He didn't expect such indignation from his own wife. After a moment of recovery, he stood and brushed himself off. "Fine... I'll see you in the morning, then." He grabbed his pillows and a blanket, leaving the room. His final word was a loud snap of the door as he left.

As she had done many times before, Nymphadora cried herself to sleep. She cradled her stomach like it was all she had left. If only things could return to normal...

"Thank you very much, Sirius. See you tonight... Mhm, love you, too."

Hanging up the phone, Nymphadora smiled to herself. He continued making her second lunch and took it out to the living room to enjoy. Remus was still sitting in the same spot on the couch that he had all day. With a gritting of her teeth, she tried to overlook this. Nothing was getting done in the house. That was his job to do and he was moping instead. "Oh, grow up, Remus. You're a grown man. You can handle getting kicked out of the bed for one night." Her hormones were acting, causing her to be crankier than usual. Hence the reason she was so relentless towards her husband.

The man looked over from the television, eyes dry and red. It looked as if he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep all night. He sighed and shook his head for a moment before looking away. It was like he had decided this issue was no longer worth it. He didn't want any part of it.

"Remus..." Nymphadora scooted closer to her husband and rested her head on his shoulder. "Remus, please. I've asked Sirius and his partner over for dinner…. It would mean a lot to me if you…if you would be on your best. Put aside your differences. Just for now, at least." She gently touched his chest, rubbing it to try and calm him. "Please."

Remus was done with fighting. He shook his head once again and tried to look anywhere but at his wife. He was close to giving in and just letting her do what she pleased. Yet, there was still something about all of this that bothered him. He wasn't comfortable with her decision. And it looked as if she didn't care. She was just so set in her ways…. "Don't expect me to make nice with him."

A wide grin split Nymphadora's lips and she threw her sandwich off to the side to hug her husband gratefully. "Thank you, love. This is very important for us. For them, as well, you know. I just want everything to go smoothly."

"I can promise nothing." Remus let loose with a yawn and kissed the top of his wife's head gently before standing. "I'm going to take a nap…. Wake me before they arrive later." He looked dismal and unhappy. And as he lay in bed, thinking, he couldn't help but to be a tiny bit excited. Though, it was hard to tell this feeling apart from the immense irritation built up in him at the mere mention of his old friend. Even if he had recognized it, he would have no idea what it was for. There was no reason why he should be happy to see this man tonight. None that he wanted to admit, anyway.

Around six that night, a chime of the doorbell alerted the couple to the arrival of their guests. Nymphadora squealed happily and answered with a loud greeting. "Sirius! Oh my goodness, it's been too long! You look good. Do come in, please." She sounded like a bundle of nerves and delight all rolled into one spry brunette.

"Wow, Tonks. Nice little cottage. The view outside is…is beautiful…."

"Oh, thank you. But you don't have to lie, darling. We know it's not much here. But…it's all we can afford, you know…."

The conversation sounded tense as it fizzled out. There were only two voices, but Remus could hear three sets of footsteps from the kitchen where he was cooking dinner. The third person was the "partner", most likely. The male Sirius had decided to settle down with. The man scoffed aloud at the thought of it and crossly slammed a pan down on the burner.

"Yeah, go on into the kitchen. Remus is just making dinner."

Fear crossed into Remus' heart as his eyes flashed open. He made a point of turning away from the doorway while he prepared. He couldn't face the other man just yet. It didn't feel right.

A pair of the footsteps stopped in the kitchen behind him. He could feel eyes on the back of his head. Probing grey eyes. And a smooth, husky voice matched them as it spoke to him. "Hey, Remus…. Long time, no see, huh?"

His own blue eyes narrowed. He didn't respond or even make a gesture of acknowledgement. All he did was continue to make the casserole as he would when alone.

The man behind him seemed to fall in spirits. The timbre of his voice was hollow when he again ventured to speak. "Uh…thanks for the invitation. This means a lot to us. And, uh…anyway…. Dinner smells good. I'll leave you to it, I guess. I brought some wine, though. I'll leave it right here…on the counter. Thanks again?" With that, Sirius left with a soft step. It was like he felt ashamed even standing in Remus' presence. And he should. It had all been his fault, after all.

And the wine only sealed the wrath Remus was ready to inflict on his old friend. It was wrong, that man bringing alcohol anywhere. He didn't deserve to be happy or enjoy such social graces. Not with alcohol; not with wine.

Laughter sounded from the living room while Remus finished cooking. He threw everything in the dish and threw it in the oven. Except, now he had nothing to do to keep him busy. The table was set, the food was made. What else was there to do? He needed to stay busy in here!

"Remus? Love, come join us out here," Nymphadora called out. The man stiffened and looked around the kitchen once more. He was trying to find something that he could do for a few more hours. At least until dinner started. But all he could find is a few crumbs to wipe off the counter. The counter that had the bottle of wine sitting upon it. He looked the alcohol over, noting the significance of it. It was the same one he'd seen in the past. The one that had gotten them into this mess….

Glaring, the man went to throw the bottle away. But this corner of the kitchen was easy to see from the other room. His wife grinned and said gently to him, "Bring out some glasses as well. We'll have the wine together." Her short, brown hair was out of her face. Because of this, he could see that she meant for him to be on his best, as she had said earlier.

"I'll be there in a second…." Remus did as he was asked and grabbed their cheap wine glasses from the table. He took these and the wine out to the living room and sat next to Nymphadora. They were on the couch while their guests faced them from the arm chairs. He didn't look up at them, not wanting to know who Sirius was with. Not wanting to see that he was there with some man. Not wanting to see him, either.

"Hello, Remus."

The familiar voice was one he wasn't expecting. With a deep frown, Remus actually raised his eyes to see the men across from them. This was the last person he had expected to see with his former friend. "S…Snape?" he said softly and looked between the two. They were holding hands as they sat there, apprehensive looks upon their faces.

"I prefer Severus…but yes," the man with the long, black hair said quietly. His eyes were a little cold while he looked over at a past enemy. This meeting was getting more difficult by the minute.

Trying to take this in, Remus changed his gaze so he was looking at Sirius. There were a million questions apparent in that look. He was so confused and just a little hurt. This wasn't how it was all supposed to go. He cleared his throat, reaching over to pour their glasses of wine with shaky hands. "Mhm…." He couldn't think of anything else to say.

Nymphadora could sense this and luckily she knew what to do. Smiling over at her cousin and his partner, she said, "I'm so glad you're willing to take our child. As you can see, we just…can't handle it right now. But…we were too late to abort it when we found out. And…giving her away to a stranger would be much too difficult. I wouldn't be comfortable with it."

"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. But…did you say 'she'?" Sirius leaned in closer towards his cousin, an eager gleam in those colorless eyes. "That's amazing. We both wanted a girl. This is like…it's like fate!"

A loud shattering noise broke through as Remus dropped the wine bottle. He felt disturbed and sickened by the sudden thought of this. The red liquid dribbled out over the carpet, causing him to let loose with a few choice swears.

"Remus, please," Nymphadora whispered and rested her hand on her husband's knee. "It's okay, really. I'll go get a towel to clean it up." She hurried off as fast as her pregnant form would allow to the linen closet.

This left the three men alone in the room together. Each one more hesitant than the other. Sirius swallowed hard as he stared across at someone he used to share everything with. Remus caught him doing so and sat back, as far away from him as possible.

"It was only an accident, Remus. Those things happen…."

"And they always seem to conveniently happen when you're around. How does that work, Sirius?" Hatred dripped from Remus' words as he stood in annoyance. Words he had been holding in for the past seventeen years started to bubble up to the surface. Without his wife there to stop him, there was nothing to hold them back. "How is it that you are able to walk around free and happy knowing what you did to them?"

Indignant, Sirius stood as well, but will a little more composure. He didn't go about yelling like a raving lunatic. Instead, the man pushed back his overgrown hair and looked the other straight in the eye. "I have carried more remorse than you can ever imagine, Remus. What happened to Lily and James was, indeed, my fault. I know that, and I will never say otherwise. But it was seventeen years ago. That is a long time to remain mournful. I believe they have forgiven me and would want me to move on with my life. That is what I have done. I had hoped you would do the same."

Nymphadora reentered the room, startled into freezing in her tracks. She looked between the two men, praying to at god she wasn't even sure she believed in for this all to stop.

Sirius' words only made Remus that much angrier. His eyes flashed menacingly as he took a step closer to the man. "Who are you to say what they would want? You're the reason they are no longer here. You lost that right when you killed them."

There was something softer about the features of the man before him than how he used to know him. He looked like he had been through hell. There was the ghost of those hardships apparent in the wrinkles of his face. Remus tried to look past that to continue to hate this person who ruined the lives of so many. And just as he watched, he could see the way his words affected this grown version of the boy he used to know. They crushed him on the inside, as if he was returning back to the day it happened. Guilt-filled tears ranged down his cheeks now and he turned away, towards his partner. "You of all people…."

Wanting to protect his lover, Severus pulled Sirius closer to him. He wrapped his arms around the man gently, holding him and trying to instill peace in him. "Shh…."

Immediately, Remus blushed at the impact of his own words. He meant them all, but there was something awful about seeing Sirius like this. He wanted to take it all back and apologize. What was the use of that, though? He couldn't be a coward now.

"Remus, you need to leave. Now." Nymphadora rushed further into the room and started to clean up the crimson mess. She pushed at his legs, pushing him towards the door. Once again, he was being kicked out of his comfort zone for this couple. How was that right or fair?

Right now, though, his wife ruled the house. Anything she wanted was law. Remus shook his head and grabbed his coat. He pushed open the door, spitting, "Fuck you!" at the woman he loved and man he had once called friend. He'd had enough of this, anyway. They were all idiots. People he had known for so long... And he hated them.

But did he really?

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