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Let Love In	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 3124 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twenty-Eight: I love You

Dumbledore stood in the kitchen gazing at Sirius who had both hands planted firmly on the table top, his silver eyes narrowed furiously and his face pale with anger. "Sirius, please calm down."

"No!" Sirius shouted, his heart hammering in his chest. "What is there to be calm about? You are continuing to ignore my advice! If you do not take the time to explain everything to Harry he will do something stupid! Dumbledore...it is imperative that you give him ALL the information and not just what you decide he can cope with!"

"If he were to know the truth, how do you think he would cope, Sirius? He is still a..."

"He is not a child!" Sirius insisted, his voice snapping back at them from the walls. "He may be fifteen, but he's stronger than anyone here is giving him credit for! You cannot keep him in the dark!"

"I have told you my reasons for avoiding the whole truth, Sirius. I trust that you will accept my judgement on this matter and not continue this argument." Dumbledore's voice was calm, but had an edge to it that made Sirius bite back his furious retort. "I understand that you have Harry's best interest at heart, but you must see that I am doing my best...he is our only hope."

After Dumbledore had left Sirius sat in a chair, muttering furiously to himself while Remus read a magazine. "This will cheer you up, Sirius." He said, sliding the magazine towards his dark haired companion.

Sirius looked down at it. "The Quibbler...?" He saw a large picture of Harry on the front and he opened it, as he read the interview a smile stretched itself across his face. "Brilliant!" he gasped suddenly. "What a way to go, Harry! This is...amazing! Getting the message out there..."

"I have to say, it was very clever. Although I am worried about the repercussions of something so bold..." Remus sighed heavily, lowering his tea and looking at Sirius. "He will probably be punished quite severely for this."

"Probably...especially since that woman's destroying Hogwarts...kind of makes me wish I was there." He smirked and Remus could see the mischievous glint in his eyes. "That cow would regret ever crossing the Marauders, don't you think?"

Remus mirrored his smile. "James would never forgive her...I honestly think that he would cause more hell than he ever did..."

"And of course, Mr. Prefect would help us."

"I wouldn't be given a choice." Remus laughed.

"Well...no. James wouldn't have let you say no..."

"We'd all have been expelled."

"Yup." Sirius leaned back in his chair, lighting a cigarette and blowing smoke up to the ceiling. "She'd have had pubes in her tea..." He said absently.

"Or huge posters of her scattered around school with various offensive words..."

"Or her hair would keep changing colour...and she'd grow a moustache..."

Their eyes met and they both smiled, the only thing missing was hearing James' laughter...

Dumbledore stood in kitchen, gazing around at the gobsmacked faces of the rest of the Order of the Phoenix. "I assure you all that Hogwarts will remain as safe as ever, remembering that Severus and Minerva are both still in attendance." He said, smiling at the shocked faces.

"But...Albus...what about Harry?" Remus asked slowly.

"Harry will be fine, he is well protected at Hogwarts."

Sirius let out a slow breath. "So, with you gone that Ministry bitch will have full reign?"

"I suspect so, yes." Dumbledore sat down, smiling slightly. "I can use this rare opportunity to spread word of Voldemorts return to whoever will listen. And that number has increased greatly since Harry's fine example in his interview...I must confess I am impressed."

"He's got his father's spirit." Sirius said fondly.

"And his mother's kindness..." Remus said softly, they both looked at each other with small smiles.

"But...won't this mean that you'll be on the run?" Tonks asked.

"Of course. They will hunt me down as much as they have been trying to hunt down Sirius...however, I am rather adept at not being caught."

Weeks passed and Remus could feel an odd tension in the atmosphere, as if something was coming...a great storm that would wipe away everything good. He gazed up at the sky as he stood on the steps of Grimmauld place, a shiver running down his spine as he moved his eyes from the stars and tapped his wand against the door. Once inside he went to the kitchen to find Sirius sitting alone, smoking and drinking as usual. "Sirius?"

"Hi...how did it go?" Sirius asked.

"The usual...Fenrir's got them well and truly under his control...they're not willing to listen to a Werewolf who has been living amongst humans..." He sighed and slumped into his seat.

"You don't look well."

"Well, I can say the same for you. When was the last time you washed your clothes?"

Sirius shrugged. "What does it matter? I can't leave this place..."

Remus shook his head, pointing his wand at the kettle and watched it boil. He frowned slightly, a thought coming to him. "Where's Kreacher?"

Sirius shrugged. "No idea...why?"

"He keeps disappearing..." Remus looked at Sirius who looked as if he couldn't care less what happened to the old house elf, and he remembered something about another house elf who had left the house... "You don't think that...?"

"Don't be stupid. He knows he can't leave..." Sirius sighed, stretching his arms above his head and yawning. "Alright, if it'll make you feel any better, I'll go look for him." He stood and left Remus alone with his worries.

When Harry appeared in the fireplace he had jumped, having been absorbed in a letter to Dumbledore about his progress. The last thing he had expected was that Harry wanted to speak to them about his father...it was odd but they should have realised the subject would come up sooner or later.

The memories the talk with Harry had dredged up made Sirius even more depressed, and when Remus had to leave for a lot longer than he had before he began hitting the liquor hard, he drank himself into unconsciousness, simply so he didn't have to dream. He woke with a hangover and got rid of it by drinking even more. When Remus returned two weeks later he found Sirius passed out cold on the stone floor of the kitchen, Kreacher watching him from a corner. He knelt at his side, checking that he was still breathing and with a sigh he pulled him up, dragging him back into a chair before splashing water into his face.

Sirius came around with a choked gasp, he rubbed water from his eyes and winced violently as light hit his eyes. "Moony...at least have the decency to turn down the lamps!"

"I have no sympathy for you." Remus said in a tense voice. "I leave for a few days and I have to come back to see you...in that condition! Do you know I nearly had a heart attack?"

"No...but it's nice to know you care." Sirius muttered, rubbing his temples. "Where's the drink?" he rasped.

"No."

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean what I say."

"I need a drink!"

"No, you don't."

"I have a hangover, Moony!"

"More alcohol is not going to cure it...here." He shoved a glass of water at Sirius who sighed heavily and downed it. "I don't understand it..."

"It's pretty simple really." Sirius muttered, slamming the glass back onto the table. "It's easier to stop thinking...and seeing as I can't leave to get..." He paused, looking slightly guiltily at Remus. "Narcotics, I'll have to have what I can..."

Remus was silent for a long time, his eyes scanning Sirius' face. He looked ill, his eyes dark and shadowed, his skin too pale and hair lank. "I'm worried."

"Worry away, it solves nothing." Sirius snapped.

"Stop...stop trying to kill yourself!"

"I'm not!" Sirius stood, swaying slightly on his feet. "I...I..." He sighed, lowering his head. "I'm sorry...It's just...so hard, when I'm alone..."

Remus sat down heavily, shoving fingers into his hair. "Merlin...it's like we're stuck. A never ending cycle of self destruction...We've walked this path before and look where it led us! You in Azkaban for murders you didn't commit...me...destroying myself from the inside out...This can't be right...can it?" he looked up through his greying hair.

Sirius gazed back at him, his face expressionless. "Don't ask me...until I realised I liked you I never even considered the possibility of a relationship." He sat down again with a thump.

"Is that what this is?" Remus asked quietly. "A relationship?"

Again, Sirius shrugged. "Wouldn't know...would I?"

"It shouldn't be this hard!" Remus muttered, burying his face in his hands, his voice wavering. "It shouldn't be like this...why can't we...just be happy?"

Sirius watched him from blank eyes, he couldn't find it in him to feel anything. "I can't answer that." He said finally.

"No...no...I suppose not." Remus sighed, his hands slipping from his eyes as he looked at his lover carefully, scanning his face. Finally, after a silence that felt like a death knell Remus stood slowly. He turned away from Sirius and moved towards the door. "I'm...going home...for-for a while...I can't...i can't keep doing this! It's a never ending pattern! It's killing me!"

"Remus!" Sirius' voice cracked.

Remus turned only to find himself pushed into the wall, his lips captured by Sirius' in a desperate kiss. He slid down the wall, dragging Sirius with him so they both sat on the cold stone. "Sirius!" Remus gasped when they pulled away. He found himself looking into twin pools of dark moonlight...and he fell...he couldn't leave him. "You'll be the death of me." He muttered, dragging Sirius closer, breathing against his lips. "I swear it...you're going to kill me."

"Then I'll die with you." Sirius replied, kissing him gently. "So long as...I don't have to be alone."

"Never alone. Never, ever alone, Sirius...Without you I'm nothing..."

They kissed passionately for a while, the only sounds in the kitchen were their own breaths. Sirius pulled out Remus' shirt from his trousers, unzipping his fly easily. Remus pulled away from the kiss, he pushed Sirius backwards onto the floor, pinning him there by the wrists as he claimed his mouth again. All thoughts were obscured when he felt that skilled tongue join his between their lips, he didn't need to think as Sirius arched his back, pressing his obvious erection into his own and making him utter a breathy gasp. Cold fingers slid up his body, pushing his shirt off his shoulders while the other hand busied its self with his trousers. After a few minutes of random fumbling, heavy panting and soft groans, they were surrounded by scattered clothing. Remus bent his head, biting and sucking at Sirius' exposed throat, leaving a trail of bruises behind as he staked his claim on the heated body beneath him.

Their hands were rough, their gasps needy and their whispers desperate as they moved together. Sirius arching off the floor as Remus moved inside him, he wrapped his legs around Remus' waist and tried to draw him deeper. A fine sheen of sweat covered his pale skin and Remus' fingers traced every familiar scar, every inch of skin he could reach, memorizing the reactions. Sirius' eyes were black with desire, they fluttered closed every now and again before he forced them open again because he couldn't look anywhere else but those pools of chocolate brown. He muttered something under his breath hardly aware what he was saying.

Remus paused, looking down as Sirius cocked his head to the side looking shocked that he'd stopped. "What did you say?" He muttered.

"Nothing..." Sirius replied hoarsely. "Why did you stop?" He sounded irritated.

Remus let his fingers run gently down Sirius' sweat covered chest, enjoying the noises he made. He chose to ignore Sirius' words...because surely he hadn't said them. It was simply Remus' imagination...because every night he dreamed of the day Sirius would speak those three little, heart shattering words...

Once again the silence of the house was broken; Sirius tried to muffle his cries but failed as Remus moved faster, losing himself in the moment. He was quieted by Remus' mouth, their tongues tangled as Sirius moved his body, the pressure in his gut was increasing. He shuddered, letting his head fall back as he gazed up at the ceiling. Black hair was caught between his parted lips and in his eyelashes, he could feel it, that wonderfully agonising twist, like a sliver of pure heat stabbing into his groin. He tensed, eyes snapping shut. "Remus..." he gasped, his hands tightening on his lover's hair as he arched right off of the floor. His orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, it was so intense he felt tears spring to his eyes.

"Sirius." Remus muttered, kissing Sirius' throat as he felt him come. After a few fast thrusts he reached his limit, letting a soft hiss of air escape him as his body shook.

Finally they both collapsed to the floor, gasping and panting. Remus fell onto Sirius' chest and lay there, letting the endorphins wash through him and fill him with a buzzing, tingling sensation.

Sirius stared up at the ceiling, catching his breath. A small smile curved his lips, his fingers buried themselves deep in Remus' hair as he dragged him to his lips. They kissed slowly for a very long time before finally Sirius began to feel uncomfortable.

Later, after they had both bathed, they sat on Sirius' bed, Remus leaning against the headboard as he read while Sirius dozed in his lap with a content smile on his lips. He whispered something again, just as he was pitched off the edge of consciousness...

"Love you..."

Remus heard it. He tensed...his heart beat speeded up and he let the book fall to the bed as he gazed down into Sirius' sleeping face. "Sirius..." He whispered, bending down and kissing him lightly on the temple. "I love you too...you stupid, frustrating man."

It was summer and Sirius sat in his bedroom, trying to coax a non-existent breeze into the hot room through an open window. He sat there, gazing thoughtfully at the wall, on which was a particularly large poster showing a muggle girl with huge breasts and an empty smile as she sat astride a motorbike in nothing but a leather jacket and bikini Briefs. His mother had hated him for putting that up, the memory of the resulting screaming match made him smile to himself...but then he heard a screech from upstairs. He vaulted off the bed and ran upstairs to Buckbeaks room. "Beaky?" he muttered, pushing the door all the way open. The Hippogriff was stood, shaking slightly as he lifted his back leg up off the floor. Sirius frowned, moving closer. "Shhh...it's alright Beaky, I just want to see what happened...stand still there..." He reached out his hand, snatching it back as Buckbeak snapped his beak at him. "I'm not going to hurt you..." he said firmly and the Hippogriff calmed enough to let him look at his leg. Blood spattered the straw strewn floor and Beaky trembled, making a pitiful mewling sound, Sirius ran a hand over his smooth flank. "You'll be alright, it's just a scratch...come here and I'll patch it right up."

He bandaged the wound tightly, unwilling to heal it with magic in case something went wrong. Then he gave the Hippogriff several dead rats to eat before returning downstairs. He sat in the kitchen for a while, the house quiet...too quiet. As the sun set over London he began to feel fidgety, not even alcohol could drive away the strange tight feeling in his gut. Remus, Tonks, Mad-Eye and Kingsley were sat speaking quietly to each other when suddenly there was a pop and a silver light appeared in the room, Sirius blinked at it as it spoke in Severus Snape's voice:

"Potter seems to be under the impression that Black has been captured by Voldemort and is currently being held in the Department of Mysteries. Please inform me of what is happening."

Sirius gazed at the silver orb before it disappeared. "What?"

Remus frowned. "We'll tell him you're safe..." He said, sending his patronus to Snape. "I hope Harry's alright..." He said as he sat down.

Sirius gazed in confusion at the wall for a long time until they received yet another silvery patronus message.

"Potter has been taken into the Forbidden Forest and has not returned, I am concerned that he is still under the impression Black is in danger and has gone to rescue him. I will search and make sure, the Headmaster has been informed. Whoever is at Headquarters would do well to go straight to Ministry as he may well be there already. Black, stay at Headquarters as Dumbledore is on his way and we need someone to be there when he arrives."

Sirius stood, the others began donning their cloaks. "No!" Remus said sharply, his hand gripping Sirius' arm tightly. "Stay here, someone needs to be here to tell Dumbledore..."

"I can't stay here!" Sirius snarled, shaking his arm free of Remus' grip. "You honestly think I'd be able to sit still like a good dog while Harry is in danger? Sometimes I wonder if you know me at all!"

"Sirius..." Kingsley began but Sirius sent him a furious glare.

"No! I am sick and tired of waiting...this time I go." He turned to the door. "Kreacher!" He snapped and there was a loud crack as the house elf appeared. "You will stay in the kitchen and await Dumbledore's arrival, you will tell him that Harry Potter has been lured to the Department of Mysteries by Voldemort and that we have gone to rescue him. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master, of course..." Kreacher bowed low.

"Good." Sirius turned to the door and made to follow the others.

Remus grabbed Sirius' robes and shook him as the others began filing out. "No! No...please don't go! Sirius...Please...I'm begging you...this is...stupid! It's risky! You will be going right into the jaws of the Ministry!"

"Remus..." Sirius extracted his hands from him. "I have to do this."

"Don't." Remus' eyes were wide, he couldn't understand the horrible, fluttering panic that twisted his guts but he didn't want Sirius to go. He couldn't let him! "Please!"

"Let me..." Sirius whispered softly, his eyes sparkling. "Harry needs me."

"I need you!" Remus said, his voice cracking slightly as his fists tightened on Sirius' robes.

Sirius gently moved him away, his smile soft as he leaned in, brushing hair from Remus' eyes as their lips met. "Remus...I love you." He whispered softly against his lips before drawing away. His eyes had lit up, a change had come about him that made Remus' breathing catch in his throat. He was surrounded by that insane energy he had had when they had been teenagers, it was like seeing Sirius as that reckless, eighteen year old boy who had an unhealthy obsession with his motorbike and posters of Muggle girls...he felt his stomach twist painfully, panic searing his insides like thick heavy lava. He shook as Sirius deepened the kiss, flicking his tongue casually against his lips so he opened them.

When they pulled away Sirius was smiling, a strange glint was in his silver eyes as he turned away. "Everything will be alright Moony, you'll see." He said as he leapt up the steps.

Remus paused before following him, the panic trying to strangle him but with a huge effort he pushed it aside. Harry needed their help.
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