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Amore et Amicitia	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Sirius/James Views: 6685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: Well, I enjoyed this chapter very much! Finally our boys perfect their transformations and we get to see the point of veiws of Padfoot and Wolf. :p Enjoy the little bit of smut.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Ego levavi manum meam (I solemnly swear)

It happened two weeks into their fifth year. James and Sirius sat in an empty classroom during a free period, Sirius sat in a corner on the floor and James sat on a desk. Peter watched them from another corner as they seemed to meditate, he wasn’t expecting anything to happen. After all they had all been working hard to learn to become Animagi but nothing had come from their efforts except sprouting animal-like appendages or random spots of fur. He yawned widely and suddenly Sirius let out a gasp, Peter watched as his body seemed to melt. His mouth dropped open and he dropped the sandwich he had been eating. Where once there had been a boy there now sat a dog. The dog was humongous, its head the size of a wolves, it was covered in thick, wiry black hair and the eyes that gleamed from beneath thick eyelashes were as bright silver as a knife.

James opened his eyes and looked down when something wet touched his hand, he gasped and slipped off the table. The dog sat down and thumped its tail on the dusty floor. James walked around it, admiring Sirius’ form. “Nice!” He said softly and tickled the dog behind its ear, Sirius whined and his tail speeded up as he leaned into the touch. “Brilliant Sirius!”

Peter gazed and felt that dark jealousy rise up in his chest, he folded his arms across his chest. A dog? Typical. They say that a Wizards Animagus form reflects their inner personality, which means that Sirius is servile and weak. He smirked to himself.

Sirius began walking around and sniffing at things, James smiled. “Hey, Siri...wanna see a good trick?”

The dog turned to look at him before morphing out of his shape and back into human form. Sirius grinned, he looked pleased with himself as he rubbed his hands together. “What?”

James’ smile turned into a smirk. “Over the holidays I had rather a lot of free time...” He began slowly, he moved around the desk and his grin widened. “I spent it practicing.” Without another word he changed.

Sirius gasped and was forced to step backwards as James turned into a large, beautiful stag. He towered above Sirius, his antlers stretching wider than Sirius was tall. His mouth hung open as the stag’s hazel eyes watched him. Slowly he lifted his hand and the stag sniffed gently, its hot breath tickling the skin. “Magnificent.” Sirius breathed as the stag lowered its head and allowed Sirius to touch its massive antlers, they were soft and covered with an odd fuzz. At their highest points they took on a resemblance to the tines of a fork, Sirius gazed at them for a moment his eyes glazing over slightly as he licked his lips and touched them gently. “Not James...” He said softly. “You’re not entirely human...not anymore...Not James but...but...” He looked at the tines and then smiled brightly. “Prongs.” He said. “In deference to your magnificent rack.”

The Stag snorted as if in laughter before turning back into the boy. James chuckled. “Prongs...like a fork...I like it. But I’ll get you back for that ‘rack’ comment.”

Both of them turned to Peter. “So, how far have you got?” Sirius asked.

Peter flushed blotchily and looked away. “Not very far.” He muttered.

Sirius rolled his eyes but prevented himself from speaking. “Alright then...it’s easy once you get the hang of it, its just getting over the initial hump. We’ll help you.”

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Remus yawned, he had been in the library all day and he was exhausted. He rubbed his eyes as he reached the portrait of the fat lady, he glanced to his left and looked out the window where he could see the watery reflection of the moon...a day from it’s full. His heart speeded up in his chest and he swallowed his terror. He looked away and closed his eyes, lowering his head before turning away from the fat lady and leaning against the wall. He slid down it and pushed hands into his hair. His body shook as he let his terror consume him.

He was always haunted by memories as his time drew nearer. They were fuzzy but the blood and screams were as vivid as if he was re-living it.

“Remus, sweety, please come inside. Dinners nearly ready.”

Remus looked up and grinned at his mother as she stood in the doorway, the sky was dark and the street lamps shone in orange splashes across the street. “Coming mummy!” He said and picked up his big yellow ball. He began walking back to his house but happened to glance up at the sky. The moon hung in amongst the clouds, bloated and fat and as red as blood. A shiver ran down his spine and he felt a quickening of his heart, he looked back at his mother in the door way of his house. He would always remember it, as clear as day; the brightly painted door with its golden knocker, the little garden full of herbs and a small crab apple tree that was festooned with blossom in the spring. His mother, her brown hair tied back from her face with a ribbon and an apron over her long flowery skirt, as usual she was covered in flour from her baking. He watched the smile fall from her face, her eyes widened as if in slow motion. Time was meaningless, as it is in dreams, Remus felt hot, rancid breath on the back of his neck as his mother took a step closer. Even her scream, which echoed through his mind like the clanging of many bells, seemed oddly distorted. Remus’ little fingers clutched his ball and very slowly he turned around.

The wolf was the biggest he had ever seen, even after seeing them at Longleat Safari Park when his mother had taken him the previous year. His little hands convulsed on the ball and it slipped from his fingers, it bounced slowly down the street and came to rest by the pavement. Remus remembered looking at it and wandering at how bright its colouring was against the black tarmac. And then it happened...

The wolf’s howl rent the air like a bone chilling siren, Remus stepped back, trying to run but as he turned he tripped and fell. His own scream joined the wolf’s howl as it leapt. His mother was screaming. He was screaming and the wolf was growling. Agony seared every nerve in his body as he was tossed like a little rag-doll into the air, he landed with a sickening crunch. He wasn’t breathing right, he knew he wasn’t. There was blood everywhere. It spattered the ground in huge patches of black shiny liquid. Remus managed to turn his head and he saw his ball lying by the gutter, its bright yellow surface covered in crimson drips. Once again hot breath caressed his face and he found himself gazing into the Amber eyes of death...

Remus took a shuddery breath and let it out slowly, he wished he didn’t remember that but at night when the moon was gloating above him all he could see in his dreams was his little yellow ball covered in his own blood. The wolf had shattered his arm, its teeth had broken his leg in six places and he still bore every scar. He gently touched his forearm, slowly drawing back his robes to reveal a long, twisted scar. It was hideous and made him feel sick but he stared at it every day. He could see where the wolf had bitten him, tiny puncture wounds embedded in his skin forever. He drew his knees to his chest and rested his forehead on them. His skin felt tight and uncomfortable, even as he stood up he could feel his very bones tingling as the magic of the nearly full moon set his body on fire. As he trudged back to the Portrait and spoke the password he rolled his shoulders to attempt to relieve some of the tension, it didn’t help.

When he entered the dorm he expected to find his friends asleep, instead when he lifted his eyes he saw the strangest thing he had ever seen. His eyes slowly began to get wider. He took a step backwards in shock and stumbled, he kept himself on his feet but couldn’t tear his eyes from the scene before him.

A huge dog, approximately the size of a wolf, sat on his bed. It whined and wagged its tail at him happily. Lying beside the bed was a massive stag, its impressive antlers stretching from its head in a wide pattern of prongs. Perched upon the stags head was a rat, its fur was slightly tatty as it preened itself. Remus looked closer and noticed the tiny familiar details. It hit him with a sudden clarity and let out a gasp. The dog’s silver eyes were unmistakable, the stags soft browny-gold eyes were all James and the rats tatty appearance and mousy colouring distinguished it as his friend. “Y-You...You...” Remus stuttered unable to form a coherent sentence.

The dog leapt lightly off the bed and moved towards him, its tail wagging frantically as it sniffed at his hand then moved to his crotch. Remus cried out with a soft laugh as he pushed its muzzle away. Sirius licked at his fingers, gently nipping him and he knelt on the floor. He pulled Sirius to him and buried his face in the warm fur. He chuckled into his neck, his hands gripping handfuls of his hair. “I can’t...I can’t fucking believe it!” He sobbed. “You mad b-bastards!”

The stag rose on its legs and stepped elegantly over to him, it bent its head and sniffed at his hair. The hot breath ruffled it and Remus looked up, his cheeks pink from tears of pure joy as he smiled and touched the soft nose. The rat skittered down and jumped onto his shoulder where it settled and balanced itself by waving its tail around, it hit Remus’ face and he laughed brightly. “Your tail is like a worm!” He giggled. The rat squeaked its reply and Sirius woofed softly, the noise rumbling through his chest.

After a moment Sirius turned in his arms, a large tongue slipping from his huge jaws and lapping at the side of Remus’ face. Remus cringed as Sirius turned back into a person and laughed brightly. James too sat before Remus and adjusted his skewed glasses. Peter remained sat on his shoulder, preferring to remain as a rat. “Do you like our gift?” Sirius asked with a grin like a mad man.

Remus wiped his eyes on his sleeves and sniffed, he couldn’t do anything but nod. James enveloped him in warmth and was soon joined by Sirius. “We did it all for you. Now, at the full moon, you won’t be alone. Ever again.” James whispered.

“We’ll be able to be a real pack, Moony.” Sirius smiled and kissed Remus gently on the side of his head.

Remus tried to stop the tears but was unable to even as he laughed and called them all idiots for doing something so insane and risky, he told them repeatedly that he didn’t deserve it. Until Sirius hit him around the back of the head lightly. “Shut up and relax, Remus. We did it for ourselves as much as you...do you know how hard it is?” He smiled. “We’re that fucking good that we became the youngest Animagi in known history! Do you know what that means?” His eyes glittered dangerously and his smile revealed sharp canine teeth. “We’re powerful!” He breathed. James put an arm around his shoulder and nuzzled his neck, Sirius leaned into the touch automatically and his smile turned affectionate. As Remus watched he got a small tingle down his spine, the wolf within was suddenly howling with jealousy as it realised something the human part of him had missed...Sirius and James were far more than simply friends.

“Siri...You gave me my nickname now you need one.” James muttered softly, his hand trailing down Sirius’ back. Sirius smiled at him, he was happier than he could ever have expected. Surrounded by the loving warmth of his friends and burning with excitement over his accomplishment.

“What would you call me then?” He replied, absently tugging on a lock of hair at the back of James’ neck.

“Well, your form does resemble the Grim.” Remus said softly.

James froze and his eyes widened. “Shit! It does...That’s horrible!”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “I’m not going by ‘Grim’ that sounds rubbish...choose something else.”

James picked up Sirius’ hand and their fingers entwined. He thought about the soft pads of Sirius’ paws as a dog and hummed softly as he felt Sirius rub his head against him. “Padfoot.” He said with a smile. “You have soft little pads on your paws and feet as a human...”

Sirius grinned. “I like that one.” He said with a nod.

Remus had never seen this level of affection from either of his friends before, they were practically sat in each other’s laps and their fingers stroked small circles over the flesh of their hands. Sirius’ eyes were glittering every time he looked at James and James had a protective arm around his shoulders. Suddenly Remus laughed, the others looked at him in question. He shook his head slowly. “You two...I can’t believe you hid it from us for so long.” His smile widened. “I would never have thought it...”

Sirius raised an eyebrow. “Believed what, Mr. Moony?”

“That Mr. Padfoot and Mr. Er...?” he looked at James who grinned.

“Prongs.” He said.

Sirius lifted his hands to his head and made little antlers with his hands, Remus nodded. “Mr. Padfoot and Mr. Prongs appear to be in a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship. Mr. Moony would like to inform them both that they are idiots for thinking they could escape detection forever and he wished they had had the presence of mind to realise that Mr. Moony loves them and doesn’t care.” His smile widened. “I’m happy for you.”

Sirius shifted slightly and flashed a small smile at James who looked more concerned. “It’s not like that.” James said. “We’re not...We’re just fucking around. It doesn’t mean anything...I’m not gay.”

Sirius stiffened slightly, his eyes darkening as he lowered his lids. “Oh really?” He said slowly.

“Yes, I like Evans. I want to be with her. I’m straight.” James shrugged and tried to slip his arm back around Sirius’ waist. Sirius stood abruptly and let James fall sideways onto the floor.

“Fine then Mr. Straight. If we’re just fucking around then you won’t mind if I go get myself laid...” He sneered arrogantly. “Because unlike some, there are people out there who actually want me for me, not just for a random fuck.” He swept out of the room, robes flying behind him majestically. James watched him go with a frown.

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Sirius stood on top of the Astronomy Tower, the boy he had met up with had him pinned to the wall and he was kissing his throat. He moaned softly and pushed fingers into soft brown hair as he let pleasure overwhelm his senses. But something was off, even as the boy began tugging at his belt and trousers, he didn’t feel right. Sirius reached down and grabbed his partners hand. “Wait.” He breathed and the Hufflepuff looked up at him in confusion.

“Why?”

Sirius smiled and kissed him. He dropped to his knees and opened his trousers, slowly he slipped his hand inside and began massaging his heavy erection. The boy groaned and Sirius grinned. The boys name was Mark and he was a year older than Sirius and in excellent shape, he had been with several men but never inside Hogwarts, he mostly went around the Muggle bars and clubs to pick up tricks. Sirius pulled down Mark’s trousers to reveal his prize. The reason he wanted him. His cock was large, much too large to fit in his mouth. He smiled and licked his lips before wrapping his hand around the base and licking the tip with a swipe of his tongue. He took it into his mouth and began sucking, his hand worked the rest gently. He teased Mark and listened happily to his gasping moans. Hands slid into his hair and his head was pushed forward. He moaned heavily and opened his jaws wider. He lifted his free arm and lifted Mark’s t-shirt, gripping it in his fist as he worked the flesh in his mouth.

“Oh...oh Merlin...It’s true what they say then...” Mark whispered, pushing himself deeper into Sirius’ throat. “Nnng...god...You’re fucking good at this.”

Sirius smiled around his mouthful. It didn’t take much before Mark was gasping and panting, his head thrown back in pleasure. Sirius felt the cock in his mouth twitching and he groaned as thick, hot liquid spilled over his tongue. It filled his mouth and trickled down his chin as he swallowed hungrily. Finally Mark yanked him away and he looked up. “You ready to fuck me?” Sirius whispered, he was so hard it hurt and he shifted to try and relieve the pressure in his groin.

Mark grinned and threw him onto his front, Sirius lifted himself onto all fours and shed his jeans as Mark pressed his still hard erection against him.

XXX

James didn’t like it. Sirius was out fucking random blokes while he was sat in the common room and watching Lily chatting with some of her friends by the fire. He lay back with one arm behind his head as he watched her toss her hair absently over her shoulder. It flashed red in the firelight and he smiled softly to himself. He felt the familiar swooping sensation in his stomach and Lily suddenly seemed aware of his gaze, she turned her head and their eyes met across the room. To James it was as if he had struck by lightning. An electrical current shot down his spine and made the tips of his fingers tingle, Lily’s green, gemstone eyes lingered on him and he felt his cock stiffen slightly. He was shocked because the only other person who could cause such a reaction was Sirius. He shifted slightly as Lily turned back to her friends. “It’s fate.” He breathed.

“What?” Remus looked up from his essay, he had a smudge of ink on his nose from where he had scratched it with his quill.

“Evans and me.” James replied with a lazy grin. “We’re meant to be together.”

Remus cocked his head to the side. “She doesn’t appear to share the same idea.”

James shrugged. “We’ll work around that, she’ll realise it eventually.”

The Portrait hole opened to reveal Sirius looking scruffy but exceedingly pleased with himself, he strode over to his friends all confidence and sat down gingerly, Remus didn’t miss the small wince and the definite scent of semen and sweat clinging to him. James’ eyes narrowed as he ran his eyes over his best friend, his shirt was un-tucked at the back and the knees of his trousers were dirty. His hair was tangled and his tie hung down around his chest. He leaned back and smiled at James, he lifted his legs and put them across James’ lap. “Been having fun?” He asked.

James pushed his legs off of him. “You stink. At least have the decency to wash the scent of the other guy off of you.” He muttered and turned his head away. Sirius leaned closer, his hands pressed into the sofa as his smile widened.

“It would be so easy for you to have me all to yourself, Jamie.” He breathed into his ear. “Stop mooning over a girl who has no interest in you what so ever and see me instead.”

James pushed him away. “Piss off.” He snapped.

Sirius stood slowly. “I’ll be in the shower then, if anyone needs me.” He walked off leaving James to sink lower in his chair as he tried to fight off images of Sirius in the shower.

Remus counted down from ten in his head, when he reached seven James stood up, he fidgeted with the sleeve of his shirt, absently messing his hair up and wrinkled his nose slightly before letting out a breath in defeat. “I’ll see you guys up in the dorm.” He muttered and turned to the stairs. Remus chuckled to himself and leaned back over his homework.

XXX

The forest creaked in the wind, the sky was darkening with only a thin line of pale gold streaked across the horizon. Sirius gazed up at the sky and inhaled the fresh air, he smiled and turned to the side to see James ruffling up his hair with a determined frown on his face. “Right...” He began, straightening himself out. “Sirius, you and Pete go in to the shack and I’ll wait out here. Prongs is too big to fit down that tiny tunnel. You introduce yourself to the wolf, see what happens. If he turns violent run.”

“Got ya, Prongsy.” Sirius said with a salute. His excitement was obvious as he shifted from one foot to another.

“We go in at moon-rise...give him a chance to settle down in there before going in, right?” James turned to his friends and saw them nod, Sirius eagerly, Peter slowly.

“Prongs...I-I...I’m not so sure...” Peter began but Sirius clapped him on the back.

“Look, the wolf will go for the largest target, me. You’re a rat and it’ll be easy for you to escape, calm down.”

Peter eyed him looking thouraghly unconvinced. “What are we going to do when we get him out?”

James grinned. “We’ll start off small, go exploring the woods and stuff.”

“Sounds good...Reckon Padfoot’s excited about it.” Sirius jumped up and down on the spot as he glanced at the sky. They saw the first star appear. “Star light, star bright, The first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the wish I wish tonight.” He whispered and felt James’ gaze on him, he turned his head just as the wind picked up and blew his hair into his face. His smile was gentle and James returned it.

The Shack was dark and full of dust as usual as the huge black dog wiggled and wormed his way into the room. He had a rat clamped firmly in his jaws which was squeaking in terror and twisting desperately. When Padfoot finally extracted himself from the hole he spat the rat to the floor, his human instinct of; FREIND overriding the dog instinct of; PREY with great difficulty. Padfoot scented the air, his nostrils taking in everything. The wooden furniture smelt of BOY. The BOY scent was everywhere along with BLOOD and something else...he paused and whined, ears flicking slightly as he concentrated on another scent; BIG DOG ANIMAL. His tail began wagging as he spotted the BIG DOG ANIMAL. He stepped closer to the hulking figure of the BIG DOG ANIMAL. He got a profound sense of DANGER. With this BIG DOG ANIMAL, he wasn’t HUNTER...with this creature he was PREY. He lowered his head, instinct telling him to be wary when greeting this new and highly interesting thing. The little human voice in his mind told him; FREIND. But he wasn’t so sure, the energy the wolf was giving off was one of PACK LEADER. And he knew that one did not anger PACK LEADER.

Padfoot whined again, lowering himself to the floor as the wolf growled at him. He moved closer slowly, inching forward in a submissive pose. The wolf watched from amber eyes. PACK LEADER revealed his teeth and Padfoot stopped moving, he stayed still as the wolf rose and began prowling around him.

WOLF sniffed at DOG curiously. WOLF did not like the smells on DOG. DOG smelt like those odd, weak little creatures, the ones with pink skin and soft squishy flesh. He growled again, telling DOG that he didn’t like it at all. DOG whined and cowered, that was good, WOLF decided as he neared his rear end. DOG knew his place in the pack. DOG lifted his tail slightly and stayed still as WOLF sniffed his bottom. DOG’s smell was wrong. He should smell like ANIMAL, and he did, but he also smelt of PINK THING ON TWO LEGS. WOLF hated PINK THING ON TWO LEGS. In fact, WOLF didn’t like much of anything.

Padfoot watched warily, being exceedingly careful not to anger BIG DOG ANIMAL. He was still rather new to all this, he wasn’t entirely sure if what he was doing was right and it didn’t help that the HUMAN in him wanted to bark and play. Padfoot didn’t think that would be a good idea at this critical moment in time.

WOLF sniffed at DOG’s ears carefully, he growled softly again before tasting DOG’s ears with his tongue. Yes, DOG was a strange one indeed. He smelt like any other canine, he acted like any other canine but there was still that strong scent of PINK THING ON TWO LEGS. Finally he decided that this time, curiosity would win and WOLF backed away.

Padfoot took a moment to realise what had happened before straightening and perking his ears, his tongue lolled out and he began to hop forward. He hopped a few times, legs stiff and tail held high before stopping and going down onto his front paws while his bum stuck in the air. He yipped and bounced forward. BIG DOG ANIMAL watched him from where he sat, his thick tail wrapped around his legs and his eyes bright. Padfoot moved closer, still yipping and barking in a playful way. Just when BIG DOG ANIMAL lunged forward he jumped backwards with a surprised yelp, but BIG DOG ANIMAL was too fast and he found himself pinned to the floor. Dagger-like teeth pierced the ruff on his throat and he panted desperately, his sides heaving desperately as he went very still. BIG DOG ANIMAL was heavy as he pressed against him but finally Padfoot was released.

WOLF glared at DOG. He wasn’t in the mood for play, he hated it being trapped inside the odd little tree house, he wanted to go outside but he didn’t know how. Then it occurred to WOLF that DOG must have got in there somehow.

Padfoot stood up and shook himself all over, he twitched his ears as he heard HUMAN calling. He barked loudly and jumped towards the tunnel. He looked back at BIG DOG ANIMAL before diving through the tunnel. He paused in the tight little alcove and looked back to see a huge head pushing its way inside. He barked loudly again and began shuffling forward.
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