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Amore et Amicitia	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Sirius/James Views: 6683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: A bit of Mild Het interaction here, after all, as I have stated before, the boys have yet to realise certain things about themselves. :p Thank you to my faithful reviewers! I hope I continue to impress. (Also, if you're wandering why it happens so quickly all I can say is, they are drunk and I was trying to portray that confused rush you get when you're intoxicated.)

Chapter Fourteen: Quod Tempus MENSIS (That Time of Month)

Sirius yawned widely and stretched, he leaned against the back of the seat and swept hair from his eyes. The train shuddered beneath him and James lay stretched out, taking up the whole seat and relegating Peter to the floor. James put his arms behind his head and tapped his foot to some inner beat, he gazed up at the ceiling and in the sleepy silence Sirius could hear the regular chugging of the train.

Remus was wrapped up in a cloak, his head resting on the window as he slept soundly. They all knew the previous night had been a full moon so they let him sleep. Suddenly Sirius stretched and whined softly, “I’m bored, James.” He moaned.

James looked at him, his glasses flashing as they caught the light. “What do you want to do? We can’t wake Moony...”

Sirius huffed, blowing hair from his eyes as the lids descended to cover that bright silver. “I know, but there must be something we can do to lighten the mood.”

James sighed and struggled into a sitting position. “Well we could...” He stopped mid-sentence as a skinny, pallid boy walked past their compartment. “...We could entertain ourselves outside of the compartment, Sirius, old friend.”

Sirius stiffened and a smile lit his face, but it was far from his usual friendly smile. He reached down and fingered his wand, eyeing Severus hungrily as the boy was accosted by several other Slytherins. His tongue darted out like a snake and he wet his lips. “Let’s do it!” He slowly climbed to his feet but James put a hand on his arm.

“Hold on a sec, if we go out there now we’ll be blasted to smithereens...wait for his friends to leave.”

Sirius pouted petulantly before sighing and resigning himself for a wait. Finally the Slytherins left Snape alone in the hall and James slammed back the door, making Snape jump. “What the-...!?” He never even had time to draw his wand. Sirius hit him with a curse, he flew backwards and hit the carriage wall with a muffled thud. Sirius was panting and grinning as he swept hair from his eyes which glittered with a deranged kind of sadism he had seen in his cousin’s eyes. Snape lay on the floor groaning as he tried to regain his feet, James chuckled.

“Hello, Snivellus! Sorry about that, we didn’t recognise you...we were under the misguided impression that you were a giant insect...”

“...He does look like an insect, Jamie...It was an easy mistake to make. Here...” Sirius leaned down and held out his hand. “Let me help you...”

Snape spat on his hand, the fury that crossed Sirius’ face was palpable, even James eyed him warily. “I don’t want help from you!” He hissed as he dragged himself to his feet, his face was blotchy with humiliation. “Bloodtraitor!”

Sirius gazed at the spittle on his hand with repulsion before he grabbed Snape and slammed him brutally into the wall, he wiped his hand on Snape’s ratty robes and growled low in his throat. The sound rumbled through Snape’s body and as he gazed into Sirius’ eyes he realised he was insane. “How dare you spit on me! You filthy half-blood brat, you taint me with-...” James grabbed him and yanked him away, pushing him back into the opposite wall. Sirius gazed at James in confusion.

“Stop.” James said calmly, his eyes full of worry. “Sirius, clam down.” Sirius struggled against James for a moment before finally stilling, he lowered his head as James removed his wand from his fingers. It was the first time he had ever seen Sirius lose it like that, the rage came off of him in waves, it made all the hairs on James’ arms stand on end as Sirius’ lip peeled back from his teeth like a dog and he growled quietly. “Sirius!” He snapped, matching Sirius’ own anger as he grabbed handfuls of his robes and shook him, reluctantly Sirius looked at him. “Listen to me, and listen well. If you don’t clam the fuck down I will tie you up until we reach Hogsmeade! Do you understand?”

Sirius trembled as he took a lungful of air before nodding once, James released him and let him slip to the floor. Without missing a beat he spun around and faced Snape who was aiming his wand at him. They squared off, staring at each other with mutual hatred. “You spat at him. Apologise.” James demanded.

“What?! He attacked me! Why would I-...”

James flicked his wand, muttering an incantation under his breath, he was so fast Snape had no time to retaliate. There was a bang as he crumpled, clutching his face and swearing loudly. Now people were coming out from their compartments to see what was going on, Sirius stood at James’ shoulder, his face was a pale mask. “Apologise you useless little slime ball!” James snapped.

“No!” Severus hissed, he took his hands away from his face and grabbed his wand, James was hit in the chest, he flew right back into his compartment and crashed into the seat. Peter squealed and Sirius drew his fist back...there was no conscious thought, he simply punched Severus right in the nose. He felt it shatter beneath his fist, bones grinding together, cartilage pulverising and he grinned.

“Don’t fucking touch him! You’re nothing but filth, you vile little creature! You think I’m useless without my wand?” He bent down and grabbed a handful of Snape’s greasy hair, the boy cried out in pain as his head was yanked backwards. “I have been defending myself from people since I was old enough to know how, I’m not totally useless, you ignorant snake! Now, next time think twice before hurting any of my friends, do you understand me?”

Snape hissed in agony as hair parted with his scalp when Sirius released him, with one last look over his shoulder he kicked Snape in the ribs. “Ow!” Snape curled in on himself, clutching his sides with his hands.

Sirius went back to his compartment, his knuckles burned where he had struck Snape, he looked down and saw grazes and blood covering them. “Shit.” He swore softly as he looked down at James. Remus was wide awake, he was sitting in his seat with his fingers grasping the cloth. His knuckles were white and he was glaring at Sirius, his normally kind, soft brown eyes were the amber of a wolf. Sirius felt a thrill of fear and took a step backwards, his legs taking on a life of their own.

“What in Merlin’s name was that?!” Remus growled, standing slowly. “I was sleeping and then wake to find James lying in a heap in my lap!”

“Sorry Moony we were just...”

“You were just...?! I don’t want excuses, you thoughtless twat!” Remus grabbed him and pushed him into a seat, Sirius sat there, blinking at him in shock at the sheer strength of Remus’ arm. “Stay there and shut the hell up or I will tear your throats out!”

“Y-yes...Sorry...” Sirius muttered.

From the floor James was watching with wide eyes. None of them had expected Remus to lose it like that, and the wolf was so close to the surface that for the first time the three friends had an inkling of just how dangerous a werewolf was. Sirius, James and Peter looked at each other, fear and awe in their eyes.

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Potions was monotonous as usual, Sirius was stirring his potion, gazing through a haze of boredom as he watched his potion turn as clear as glass and just as still. James sat at the desk, his hair more mussed than usual as he gazed blankly at his book. Remus was fast asleep on his, snoring away as if he was in bed. Slughorn went over to him and shook him awake. “Mr. Lupin, are you well?” He asked gently.

Remus yawned, his body ached, his mind was sluggish and he could hardly concentrate on anything at all. His senses were heightened to painful proportions, he could smell Sirius standing behind him, a mixture of exotic spices and an undercurrent of rich coffee. The scent made him feel warm and made him think of safety, James, who sat at his side, was all sunshine and clear skies, he smelt of fresh air and had that wonderful scent of freedom that clung to him. Peter’s scent wasn’t so pleasant, he smelt of something dark and dank and fear clung to him like a second skin. Remus wrinkled his nose and growled softly before coughing to cover it up, he nodded. “Not really sir...” He muttered weakly. “Can I go to the Hospital Wing?”

“Of course dear boy, just make sure Pomfrey gives you some dreamless sleep, you look exhausted.”

Remus nodded and left, leaving his bags and everything else behind. James and Sirius shrugged, they would happily pick up his things and take them back to the dorm for him.

At the end of the lesson Sirius helped James and Peter collect and clean Remus’ things and together they took it up to the common room. “Do you reckon we should visit him?” Sirius asked in concern.

James sighed. “I think we should, just to make sure he’s alright.”

Sirius nodded before diving into his trunk and bringing forth a huge bar of his favourite dark chocolate, he smiled. “Reckon he needs it.”

James nodded solemnly. Together the three of them went to the Hospital Wing and found Pomfrey fussing over Remus who was swaying where he sat, he yawned widely and turned dark, sleepy eyes to his friends. They moved over to him and arranged themselves along the bed, Remus smiled weakly. “’Lo...” He muttered.

“We were worried.” James said and smiled, he produced a peice of parchment that they had folded in half and handed it to Remus who read it through blurry eyes.

“Get well soon, we will miss you.” He read slowly, then his smile widened. “Thank you, you don’t know how much it means to me.”

Sirius reluctantly produced his chocolate and pushed it towards Remus with a finger. “Eat it. You need it more than me.”

Remus chuckled. “But isn’t this your favourite?”

Sirius shrugged. “Yeah, but I can get some more. Eat it.”

Remus opened it and snapped the brick into fourths, these he shared out equally. “There’s enough for all of us.” He said and popped some into his mouth, Sirius grinned.

They waited for Remus to fall asleep, Sirius sighed and gently moved hair from Remus’ eyes. “We have to help him.” He said under his breath so Pomfrey didn’t hear him.

James nodded. “We will, Sirius. We’ll work harder, even if it kills us.”

“We’ll make it easier on him, at least give him company.” Sirius agreed.

Peter watched them both. “But it’s so dangerous, and hard! I can’t do it...at least you guys have got further than me!”

Sirius sneered. “It’s only because you’re worse than a Squib Peter. If you worked harder you could do it, but you don’t. This isn’t for our health, it’s for Remus.”

“He needs us, and when one of us is in need we all have to help.”

Peter gazed at the sleeping werewolf, if he was honest with himself he didn’t like the idea of spending his time with one. It terrified him. They had yet to discover what types of Animals they would become when they finally perfected the spell, but Sirius had managed to sprout long, thick black hair all over his arms and James had managed to end up with a pair of very odd lumps on the top of his head. Neither of them could work out what they could be, other than perhaps he’d hit his head without realising. Peter meanwhile had only managed to set fire to his own robes, none of them knew how he had accomplished it. They had been following the instructions perfectly, knowing that it was unlike any spell any of them had ever done before, it took an enormous amount of concentration and the kinds of mental discipline needed for Occlumency, Sirius was only slightly more adept at achieving the correct state of mind than James due to the fact his parents had been teaching him Occlumency since he had started school. But as yet they had accomplished very little. But they continued to try, finding abandoned class rooms or at night in their dorms. They gave their attempts every ounce of their wills and hoped that one day soon they would be able to ease Remus’ discomfort.

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One day, towards the beginning of the Christmas holidays James and Sirius had apprehended an empty class room and were once again attempting to change their forms. Sirius sat cross legged on a desk, his hands resting on his knees and his eyes closed. James watched him for a long time, the way his chest moved beneath his half-open shirt and the way his eyelashes rested on his skin. The Sirius smiled slightly and opened an eye. “I can feel you watching me, Jamie, it’s a bit off putting.” He said with a small smile.

James flushed and closed his eyes determinedly. “Alright, you caught me.” He smiled as he brought up a perfectly clear image of Sirius in his minds eye, he admired the curve of his neck, the way his throat dipped in slightly before joining his torso. Suddenly Sirius yelped and James fell off his perch on the teachers desk, his eyes snapped open as he caught himself with his hand before he hit the stone floor. “What the hell!” He exclaimed and bounced to his feet. Sirius was covering his head with his arms and looking distressed, his eyes were wide in his pale face. “Sirius? What’s wrong?”

Sirius shook his head and backed away as James walked closer. “Don’t look! It’s embarrassing!”

James rolled his eyes and yanked Sirius’ hands from his head, what he saw took a good minute before sinking in. When it had he burst into hysterics, ignoring Sirius’ sullen glare. “Oh...oh Siri...What have you done?! Hahahaha!”

Sirius put his hands back to cover his head. “Shut up Potter!” He snapped angrily.

“I-I’m...” James gasped as he tried to regain control. “I’m sorry...It’s just...you l-look...Merlin! You look so funny!”

Sirius growled and turned to a mirror that leaned against the wall, in its dusty surface he saw his reflection and slowly dropped his hands. Upon Sirius’ head were a pair of pointed ears, they were pink inside, one of them flopped slightly at the tip and they both had long black hair covering them. They twitched as he felt annoyance course through him, he looked stupid. “What if I can’t get rid of them?” He asked turning to James who was still giggling to himself.

“We’ll have to go see Pomfrey.”

“But she’ll know...”

“Not if we tell her we were practising another spell, now come on.” James pulled Sirius out the room, he paused and lifted his hand, gently scratching Sirius behind one of his ears.

Sirius batted his hand away. “Stop that, I’m not a dog.”

“No.” James agreed as he continued on his way, he smirked deviously. “You’re an ikle puppy!”

Sirius growled as James burst into laughter and ran off, he broke into a run after him. “I’ll kill you Potter!” He shouted.

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November brought Sirius’ birthday, he wasn’t expecting much when he woke that morning but he was looking forward to their first trip to Hogsmeade. It happened to fall on his birthday and he was excited as he jumped out of bed that morning and, with James, Remus and Peter, ate breakfast at a dangerously fast pace.

Hogsmeade was everything he had expected and more, the four friends visited every single shop, buying as much joke shop merchandise as they could fit into their pockets before filling them even further with sweets from Honeydukes. Feeling sick from an overdose of sugar they went to the Three Broomsticks and bought some Butterbeer, they sat for a long time just talking and laughing. Sirius found it odd and a little worrying how none of his friends mentioned his birthday.

They even went to visit the infamous Shrieking Shack, even though it had lost much of its mystique when Remus had confessed that it was he who made those terrible screams in the dead of night. Remus was reluctant to even look at the decrepit building, instead he turned his back and looked back the way they had come, Sirius put his arms around his shoulder and held up a huge peice of Nougat, he smiled and Remus blinked at it. “Isn’t that your last peice?”

“Yeah, but I can afford to let It go if it makes you smile.” He said quietly and Remus sighed and took it. He managed, after much difficulty, to break it in half. Sirius grinned and stuffed his half in his mouth, once he had chewed and swallowed it he looked back up the hill to the old building that sat creaking in the wind. “No matter what Moony, we’re going to help you.” Remus smiled as he gazed down at his feet.

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Sirius trudged up to Gryffindor tower feeling a little depressed, neither James, Remus or Peter had deigned to acknowledge his birthday and he was feeling thoroughly gloomy as he muttered; Whimsy to the Fat Lady and crawled in through the portrait hole. He had even been ditched while he ate dinner that evening and he was starting to feel as if they were deserting him for some reason. He sighed and stepped into the common room, he frowned, there was something very wrong. Slowly he looked around the room and was confronted by utter blackness. “What the-...?”

“SURPRISE!”

Sirius flinched so violently at the sudden shout and bright flash as light was restored to the room, that he ended up falling into the wall at his back. His heart hammered violently in his chest and he gazed at the Gryffindors spread out before him all grinning. Sirius felt his mouth fall open. James, Remus and Peter stood at the fore of the group holding Butterbeers and cheering merrily with everyone else. Finally Sirius managed to regain his composure and push himself away from the wall. “Wow...” He muttered, looking at a table where food had been piled, bottles of Butterbeer and what could only have been alcoholic drinks had been placed beside bowls of crisps, sausage rolls and pineapple and cheese on sticks. “This is...unexpected.”

“Sirius Black, the King of Understatements.” James declared loudly and shoved a bottle of strong smelling liquid into his hand. “Drink up, the party’s starting!”

The party was loud and rambunctious, there was laughter, loud music coming from the Wizarding Wireless in the corner. James had somehow created a large poster from a picture of Sirius, he scowled down at the revellers looking miserable, Sirius found it hilarious. The strong alcoholic drinks flowed down his throat with ease, he had never drunk anything but wine before but he was thoroughly enjoying the way it suppressed his inhibitions.

Soon Sirius was jumping up and down madly with James, they were dancing, drinking and laughing as the night dragged on.

Sirius’ brain was soggy when he collapsed into a chair gasping as he tried to recover, James was dragging Remus forcefully onto the floor and trying to get him involved with the proceedings. It was quite amusing to watch Remus flushing bright pink as James tried to slow dance with him. Sirius’ attention was caught by a flash of colour, a girl materialised out of the crowd and smiled down at him. “Hi.” She said. Her hair was light brown and she had tied it back in a pony tail, she had light blue eyes and a small button nose. Sirius grinned up at her.

“Hi...I’m Sirius...” He said, having to concentrate on what he was saying through the fuzz.

“I know.” She said and giggled a little madly, Sirius raised an eyebrow. “Um...do you want to take a walk?”

Sirius shrugged and followed the girl out of the portrait hole. He followed her at a meandering pace down the corridor, he stumbled a few times but managed to catch himself. Finally she grabbed his sleeve and yanked him into a broom cupboard, his mind took too long to assimilate what was happening and before he could stop her she was pressing herself against him and her soft lips were against his own. He let out a surprised grunt, stumbling as he misplaced his foot on a bucket, there was a crash as his arm hit something. He caught himself again on the wall and held his place as he felt the girl shove a hand down his pants. “Christ!” He cried and jerked away from her touch. His eyes wide and his hand on her wrist, but she smiled and pushed it further. After a seconds hesitation he released her and felt her fingers wrap around his penis, he felt himself stiffen slightly but it was soon very apparent that it wasn’t going to get any bigger. His face darkened with colour as the girl frowned at him.

“Are you alright?” She asked.

“I...I er...” Humiliation twisted his stomach painfully and he grimaced. “Sorry...”

“Have you ever done this before?”

“Yes! Yes I have only...” Only I’ve only ever done it with my Uncle and James Potter... He finished the sentence in his head and a strange creeping realisation made him shiver. He took the girls hand in his own, opening the button on his jeans and unzipping his fly. He wrapped his hand around hers, controlling the pace and closed his eyes. If anyone found out...if anyone were to think he had been soft while in a small broom cupboard with a girl’s hand wrapped around his cock he may as well throw himself off the Astronomy Tower. He filled his mind with memories of James, he thought of the way his hand felt on him and began imitating his movements, controlling the girls hand with his own. “Oh god...” He muttered, throwing his head back against the wall as pleasure swamped his senses.

“I-is...is this alright?” The girls whispered, but Sirius never heard her...he was in his bed back at Gryffindor Tower, he was lying back on his bed while James touched him. They were moaning and kissing and it was all so perfectly clear in his mind’s eye that he almost let James’ name slip past his lips.

Sirius’ thoughts were scattered on a wave of pleasure, it obliterated all sense until he felt the girl release him. he swore softly and opened his eyes, he frowned, she was gone...then he felt that warm hand back, he looked down. The girl was on her knees before him, she smiled up at him as she moved her hand slowly. “Have you ever had a blow job?” She asked sweetly, he was a bit nervous by the way she spoke but he shook his head slowly. She giggled. “Then let me show you...”

What he experienced next was the most intense thing he had ever felt, hot, wet lips encased his erection and he uttered an odd gasping grunting noise as he nearly lost his balance and toppled forward. Luckily the room was so tiny he put both palms against the wall opposite and pushed himself back again. “Holy shit!” He swore and threw his head back again, he bit on his lower lip. He let his eyes fall closed and his imagination ran wild. He pushed fingers into the girls hair and held her where she was, he imagined that it was James on his knees before him, he imagined it was his tongue doing all those mind blowing things to him. It didn’t take much time for the pressure to build to unexpected proportions, he gasped, his fingers scrabbling blindly for some purchase on reality as white exploded across his vision.
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