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Naked on your Chain	By : flagfish Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 6160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Sirius sat outside McGonagall's office, arms crossed defiantly, glaring at nothing in particular on the wall across the way. There still was a dried cut on his cheek, and bruises along his arms and abdomen that you couldn't see with his robes on, now going a dark shade of purple two days after the fight. Inside the office nearby, McGonagall was meeting with his parents after what she'd said was a very serious offense on his part, and for which appropriate measures should be taken. It was rare to have your parents summoned to school, and nothing good could come of it considering Regulus already was the good son and Sirius the bad. If he could do it over, he'd do it exactly the same way. He regretted nothing about beating his stupid brother up, if anything, he was sorry he had to stop partway because McGonagall showed up suddenly.
He didn't get to tell her what Regulus said about half-breeds, how that was the last straw that made Sirius finally lash out. There were indeed a few witches and wizards at Gryffindor house who were half human and half something else, but none of them had to hide it the way Remus did, because the something else they half-were was not wolf. It was a good thing Remus wasn't there to hear his brother's malicious remark, Sirius knew how self-conscious Moony already was about his furry little problem.
Moony, he'd realized, has not had it easy of late. He thought back to the start of second year, when the four of them, still small and puffy-faced with the end of childhood, had sat together on the Hogwarts Express; it was an exasperatingly dull seven hours to Hogwarts, far too long for four twelve-year-old boys to sit still. They'd been loud and obnoxious the entire ride, pushing each other and throwing food out the window, and sticking gum on the undersides of seats, he remembered with a smile how he'd wrestled Remus on the cabin floor, getting both of them in trouble before the school year even began.
Remus had been a good sport about it; far from upset that they'd been reprimanded, he was glad to be included along. It occurred to Sirius now how odd such a thing was, considering Remus had always worked hard at his studies and tried to be good. He was vaguely aware he hadn't made Remus very happy of late.
Farther down along the bench there was another student awaiting his turn to be chewed out, but by the head of house at Ravenclaw. He had very light shoulder-length hair and his legs were crossed up on the bench, brightly-colored socks visible just at the end of his robes; he wasn't wearing shoes. He was staring oddly at a silver contraption held between his hands, humming softly to himself.
"I'm here for cheating on a test," he informed Sirius spontaneously without being prompted, and Sirius blinked in surprise; the blond boy didn't seem particularly bothered with the fact that he was in trouble. He continued playing with the item in his hands. "I didn't really cheat, though. They just think I did, because they didn't know I was approached by a wrackspurt, who engaged me in conversation during the test…they're invisible, you see…"
Sirius stared at him for several moments without saying a word; he'd never heard of a wrackspurt before. This guy was clearly mental.
He had no desire to talk to him. He hated that his parents were there just beyond the door, they didn't come alone, but along with half his extended family, as well, as though to make a point that Sirius indeed was the odd man out. He was certain Bellatrix would love to see him expelled; she didn't show up, though, but Narcissa did, together with her fiancé, Lucius Malfoy. It was an added humiliation that they had shown up. McGonagall had the good grace to ask the rest of them to wait outside and that only his parents come in, and Sirius glared living fire at Lucius as he watched him and his cousin walk off.
As he gazed sideward at the Ravenclaw boy, he noticed his socks were divided at the toes, and that each toe was a different color. "What happened to your shoes?" he asked, and, without looking up, the boy replied, "Nargles."
Mental, clearly.
"Are you here because of the fight?"
Sirius' interest was piqued. "Beg your pardon?"
"The fight, everyone knows. It's too bad Gryffindor lost, really…"
Sirius regarded him quietly for several moments before finally saying, "Yeah, too bad."
He felt conflicted between wanting to be left alone and wondering who this guy was and just how much everyone knew about his fight with Regulus.
"Well, I don't expect it should turn out badly for you, you lot always get away with mischief, don't you?" Sirius was only surprised momentarily; he was aware that, by that year, everyone knew who the school's most popular troublemakers were.
"Word gets around," he said bitterly.
"Oh, yes. But at least it's not about all that stuff from before, wouldn't you agree?"
Sirius was starting to get very annoyed with him.
"Yup," he said with impatience, arms crossed as he leaned back on the bench, staring up defiantly at the ceiling with one leg jittering irritably. He was starting to wish McGonagall would just call him in already.
"Cause, all those rumors—" the boy said vaguely, "I imagine they must really have hurt that bloke you're dating—"
The door to the Ravenclaw office came ajar, and the head of house stepped out.
"Xenophilius Lovegood?"
Sirius watched as the blond boy hopped down from the bench, the silver contraption swinging from one of his hands as he proceeded unbothered into the office, still in his socks.
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His meeting with McGonagall didn't go well. He glared defiantly at her the entire time, minding his manners but making a silent point of being upset. He had good reason to get in a fight with Regulus, and of course his parents would take his brother's side, he was willing to bet his mother was all but delighted to come in and see him in trouble so that she could say how he's always like that
There was no humor in McGonagall's face. She wasn't going to let him off the hook that time, and while she hardly reveled in indulging his parents with stories of all that their son had done wrong, she was visibly angry with this sort of violence. She told Sirius that she and the headmaster will discuss his possible suspension. She said he should know his mother had brought up possibly transferring him to Durmstrang.
His nonchalant attitude vanished at that, he began protesting loudly about how unfair it was and that it were only because his parents hated him, and how much they loved Regulus, and that he was a stupid little prat anyway, but McGonagall's hands came down hard on the desktop as she stood up.
"Mister Black," she seethed, "have you any idea how badly your brother was injured? You might have suffered worse consequences if your friend, Mister Lupin, hadn't come to get me when he did."
He didn't hear anything she said after that. His face blanched completely; Moony told on him? All this happened because of Moony…?
That couldn't be right. There must be some misunderstanding. Something malicious as that was not in Remus' good nature to do, Sirius felt a sudden, desperate urge to speak with his friend, or with James or with Peter, to try to understand what it was really about; he spent the rest of the meeting trying to remember exactly all that had happened that day, Remus had tried to stop him during the fight…
He was suddenly reminded of what Xeno had said, all those rumors must have really hurt that bloke you're dating—was Moony mad at him because of that? But those rumors had come to rest not too long ago, so why was Remus upset now…? Either way, he'd never mentioned that they bothered him…
He was impatient to be out of McGonagall's office. As soon as he was back out in the hall, he put his bag down on the bench and proceeded to rummage inside for his mirror, the one he used to talk to James sometimes when they were stuck in separate rooms for detention. He walked briskly down the hall until he was far from the offices before holding it out again, and it took a few tries calling James' name before his face appeared in the mirror.
"What's up, Pads?" he asked, "You look shite."
"I feel shite," there came the reply, and Sirius proceeded to tell him everything that happened, about how his parents were called in and how he might be suspended because presumably Regulus was pretty badly injured, and how his parents want to have him transferred to Durmstrang; James' face paled, as well, as though he were in just as much shock, and he started going on about how but that's bollocks, and they can't do that, and how can they do that, and he provoked you, mate, that wasn't your fault—
He was particularly stunned when Sirius told him that it was Moony who told. James didn't believe it. He said that couldn't be right, it had to be some kind of misunderstanding, they had to ask Moony, he would never do something like that…
Sirius was in terrible form when he made his way up the stairwell to Gryffindor house, feeling exhausted and confused and betrayed, and also overcome with a suffocating sense of despair under the weight of all that was to happen. There was no way he'd let them send him off to Durmstrang. He was still underage so he had no say in it, but there was no way he'd let them do it, he'd run away before they could make him…
He made his way through the portrait hole deflated and cross, and the last thing, the last thing he needed to see at that time was bloody Lily Evans, who pulled him aside in that irritating way that girls pulled people aside when there was something they just had to know.
"Fuck off," he told her, "I'm really not in the mood—"
"No—listen—" she said, and her voice rang with something that sounded dangerously like concern. She quickly glanced around and began speaking in hushed tones. "There's something you should know—"
He really, really didn't need to know anything more at that time— but the way she stared at him made it evident it wasn't something he could avoid.
"What," he asked with a great deal of exasperation, a very bad feeling welling up in his gut.
"Now—don't get mad at me—" she whispered, her green eyes searching his face; she was very worried about something. "—it might not be true— but people are saying a number of students from Slytherin saw Remus kiss Regulus—"
Sirius went quiet for a long time. He couldn't quite process what she'd said.
She continued to stare at him with concern he could hardly endure, as though she were trying to see whether he understood.
"What?" he finally asked.
"It might not be true—but that's what people said, supposedly a number of students all saw—"
Sirius shook his head, "No, that's bollocks, that's utter rubbish," he said, pushing her away a little too forcibly, and he started making his way briskly toward the boys' dorm. He felt too stunned to really understand. It all felt like something out of a nightmare, everything he'd heard made him feel like he didn't know his best mate at all, it couldn't be Moony, none of it, it couldn't be Moony.
He thought back to all their nights in the Shack together as animals, how the four of them would curl to sleep at each others' side; he thought of their jokes during class, and their pranks, and how desperately he'd looked forward to starting school every year, to get away from home and see his three best friends again, had Moony secretly loathed him all along? Had he done something to hurt him so badly that he'd really betray him this way?
Again he was reminded of what Xeno Lovegood had said, those rumors must really have hurt him—did Remus decide to take revenge by cheating on him with his brother? But it couldn't be. There had to be some mistake, that wasn't like Moony at all…
His heart raced as he strode down the hall to their dorm room, hoping he'd find Remus there and not knowing what he'd do if he didn't—he was desperate to talk to him, desperate to clear things up, he had to know what it was all about…
Remus didn't look up when he came in. He had his back to the door, reading at his desk, one hand moving quietly with a quill. Sirius stood in place with his hand on the doorknob, pulse still racing, face still pale.
"Is it true?" he deadpanned, his voice coming weak and hoarse, foreign even to him.
Remus didn't reply; Sirius could see that his body had frozen in place, as though he were afraid.
He walked lightheaded toward him and stood at the side of his desk. Remus looked up slowly.
"Is it true? Did you kiss Regulus?"
It was only a rumor. Remus never would do such a thing, they'd only hugged; but he didn't deny it. He'd heard the rumor, too. Seeing Sirius like this made him a little afraid, but his resentment gave him strength. He put his quill down and turned partway around in his chair, glaring at Sirius.
"So that bothers you, does it?" he asked, "What about you and Prongs?"
"What about me and Prongs?"
Sirius was practically shaking with bewilderment and anger and also with fear, because this sort of answer, this meant it all really were true—
"What about me and Prongs…!" he insisted again, "Prongs and I haven't done anything since—"
"You wanted to," Remus said, now hungrily relishing in the pleasure of finally telling him outright, "I don't fancy people, Moony, except Prongs is special, do you think I'm daft?"
Sirius stared with mute astonishment, slowly shaking his head; his own words had come back to hurt him with cruelty he'd never intended them to have.
"Merlin's beard, Moony…! That's not—"
"Yes it is, don't pretend that it isn't. It's always been Padfoot and Prongs, hasn't it? You only asked me out because he told you to."
"Moony—"
"And you know what else? You're a right arse, Padfoot, you had no reason to pick on Regulus like that, what's he done to you?"
"What's he—Moony—"
Now Remus' heart was racing fast, too, now that he'd told Sirius something that would surely make him mad; but he didn't hold back. All his bitterness and heartache came forth, and he knew this was dangerous, but he couldn't resist now that finally Sirius cared how he felt.
"You should see the shape you got him in," he said, "really, Padfoot, it was too much, fuck's sake, he's a much nicer person than you."
He went too far. Sirius stared mutely for a long time, feeling himself go lightheaded again. How did it come to this? Moony, his Moony, how could he possibly think something like that?
"You don't mean that," he murmured, but Remus didn't reply.
They stared each other down in silence, listening to the vague shouts of students mucking about somewhere outside.
"So that's how it is," Sirius nodded, looking aside, and he brushed one hand through his hair. "That's how it is, you fancy bloody Regulus."
Remus stayed quiet for a long time. Somewhere inside, his heart was bleeding. He loved Sirius, but he completely hated him all the while.
"You suddenly care who I fancy?" he asked.
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Remus' heart was still going fast when he'd been left alone in the room. He leaned back in his chair, staring absently out the window and feeling absolutely rotten. Sirius deserved it. It made Remus mad that he felt guilty despite that. Why was Sirius allowed to love James while he dated him, but then he got angry when he heard about him and Regulus? He was probably only upset because he hated his brother so much, and why he had hated him, Remus wasn't even sure. Regulus really was a lot nicer. He thought back to all the times he'd seen Sirius bully him, and how he'd let it pass out of loyalty to his friends— but now that he thought of it, it was completely uncalled for. He was somehow embarrassed that he had the nerve to bring it up outright.
But despite his resentment, he felt profoundly pained for what he'd done. It was an encompassing, penetrating hurt that was longing and desperation all the while, he felt that he wanted badly to go to him and hold him and tell him he loved him and he was so, so sorry, and he hated himself for feeling this way. It was what Sirius deserved.
He still wallowed in the strange satisfaction of his own agony when James came quietly in. There came a rustling as he pulled his bag down and then placed it by his bed, and then he walked slowly to Remus. It seemed they were all feeling shite.
James sat down slowly on Remus' bed and regarded him quietly for several moments; Remus didn't look back.
"It's not true, in case you're wondering," he said, "I didn't kiss Regulus."
James nodded slowly. "I didn't believe you would, mate," he said, "you don't kiss a lot of people."
Remus might have found it offensive if he wasn't so relieved that James believed him. He turned to look his way.
"Moony," James said, and Remus could tell by his voice there was something heavy on his mind, like he really wanted to be gentle but had a hard time convincing himself. "Look, I can understand that you probably meant well, as prefect and all—or that, because it was a pretty bad row…"
Remus slowly sat up; it dawned on him this wasn't about the kissing bit at all. The way James was suspiciously fighting for patience was somehow disturbing.
He frowned; "What are you…?"
James' long fingers played idly in his lap. "McGonagall says you were the one to report Sirius?"
Remus went quiet for a few moments; then he felt anger well in him again. He already felt a traitor for doing so, but he knew that he shouldn't— were they really trying to make a traitor out of him when a student was badly enough hurt to require treatment on the ward…?
"Yeah, I got McGonagall," he said with annoyance, "and it was a good thing, too, Pafoot would've killed him—"
James nodded again.
"Look, Moony—" he said, "you know you lot are my best mates, you and Pads and Wormtail—you know I don't like seeing you all this way—"
Remus said nothing. There was some sharp remark at the tip of his tongue about how he knew James was going to stick up for Sirius, and it would be no surprise, but he didn't speak.
"You probably meant well, is what I'm saying," James went on, "but you should know, Padfoot's parents came in today, they want to have him transferred to Durmstrang—"
"Good," Remus said straight away, "It's his fault, anyway, for being an arse." It hadn't really sunk in, and, either way, Remus didn't believe it. There's no way they'd transfer Padfoot with only one and a half years to go, and after he'd got himself in trouble so many times in the past and walked away unscathed—
Remus was a timid guy overall. He didn't get mad. He didn't tell you stuff. He gladly took second seat to his too-cool best mates, if they'd just let him in on their plans, and he kept his feelings inside. But this was just too unfair, James defending Sirius after Sirius loved James instead of him.
"Don't even think you'll make me feel bad for reporting him because of that," he said, and he kicked the leg of his desk, "I'm tired of covering up for him, he's treated me like dirt all along and…"
"He's treated you like dirt?"
Remus glared; "Of course you would take his side…!" He turned fully to face him. "What, did you think I'd run out of here crying, ashamed of myself, oh, no, what have I done, I've had the balls to report Padfoot and now because of me he's being transferred…! – Fuck you, it's not because of me. He got himself transferred."
James sighed, hanging his head in defeat. "Moony, why are you so angry at Padfoot?"
Remus stared back incredulously. "Why? Why?" He huffed with a dry bark of laughter and leaned back in his chair, "Don't pretend you don't know why…!"
James regarded him for a long time, mouth open partway, hands resting idly in his lap. "All right," he finally said, "Yeah, I get you."
(On to Chapter 11)
A/N: I would love to find someone interested in roleplaying these guys (if this is still on here then I'm still looking, haha!) By far my favorite pairing is James/Sirius, but I could do Sirius/Remus as well; I'm aware that Sirius/Remus is a much more popular pairing, and for years I've had a very hard time finding anyone interested in RPing James/Sirius— so I'd love you if you felt like trying it out! ^^ I don't mind at all if you haven't RPd these guys before, if English isn't your first language, if you're a little shy, or if you're new to this fandom or to RPing; I just like writing with someone else who's passionate about the same stuff =) If you feel like giving it a go, then please reach me through the contact info on my profile. Thank you! ^^
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