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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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It Feels Like Fourteen Carats, But No Clarity

"Come on, Sirius! Drive us hooome!"

A hiccup came from the disembodied voice, causing Sirius to look around from where he was sitting. He smiled at the friend across from him and stood. Or, at least he tried to. The moment he got to his feet, they gave a wobble and he fell back down.

With a strangled noise, the friend was now sat upon. He laughed, trying to push Sirius off.

"Remus, you're so comfy." Sirius giggled and curled into the man more. He wasn't even trying to get up anymore. His eyes were closing and he gently whispered in his ear, "I think I'm too drunk...to drive. Let us stay here, just, just for the night."

Remus gave a laugh, and then pushed Sirius up and off of him. The other man landed on the floor, letting loose a little yelp. "Y-you'll be fine. Go drive Lily and James...they wanna get home to Harry."

Nodding, Sirius stood and managed to stay up this time. He began walking, attempting to find the other two. But, he was having a hard time keeping his eyes focused on anything, causing him to walk crookedly and run into the wall.

From the living room, he picked up a bottle from the coffee table. "Demon little...wine bottle. You make Sirius clumsy. He not a clumsy person..."

"You're so fuckin'...wasted, Sirius. Ya sure you'll be, uh all right?" Even James could sense this was a little wrong. He didn't want to risk anything.

On the opposition, Remus was trying to get them out of the door as fast as he could. He managed to wrangle them all together like cattle and towards the garage of his house. "He will be fiiine. This man is an ex...expert at...stuff. He's gonna get you home to your, um...precious baby. Little, cute baby boy." He shoved the keys into Sirius' hand, and then opened the door for them. "Fly away, birdies!"

"Remus...no more wine." Sirius handed Lily the keys and she stumbled over to unlock the beater. He then reached out and grabbed Remus tightly into a hug. "Do you trust me?" he whispered, or at least thought he did. It came out more as a normal volume level. When he pulled back from the embrace, his eyes were shiny and a little worried. He didn't think he could do this.

But, Remus had faith in him. "You'll be fine, Sirius. You've done this, like...a bajillion times. Right?" He gently patted the man on the head and chortled.

With a nod, Sirius took a step back from him. "Okay, if ya say so." He leaned in to kiss Remus on the cheek. But his lips missed, vision blurred, and connected with another pair. Gasping and giggling at the same time, he pulled back and covered his mouth. "Oopsies..."

It was like Remus was frozen. He just stared forward at the man, stunned. Honestly, he didn't know what to say to that. Though it wasn't completely awful... Actually, it had felt kind of nice. Though, James laughing his ass off from the backseat of the car was not very welcome. "Shut it, you wanker! It was an accident!" Accidents were nice.

Blushing and trying to avoid looking at Remus, Sirius stepped away from him. He nodded towards the road. "Should go, I s'pose..."

"Call me when you make it home," Remus rushed to say, suddenly feeling a bit of dread. He was starting to understand why James and Sirius were a little worried. Something about this didn't feel right... But he really shouldn't stop them. The babysitter wouldn't stay forever. He followed his friend, shutting him inside the car. The window rolled down and he smiled at the face that appeared before him. "Just remember to call me..."

Sirius nodded and turned the keep, the car rumbling to life. "Yep, will do. Happy Halloween, Remus." He winked, pushing the other away from the window and back towards the house. "Goodnight." The car pulled out of the garage and towards the road, disappearing from view after a few short minutes. He sighed and closed the door behind himself, leaning up against it with a soft sigh. Now was the time to wait, just to make sure they made it home safe. It would be fifteen minutes at most.

Unfortunately, Remus was hit with a wave of exhaustion as he stood there. He slowly sank down to the floor, yawning wide. The phone wasn't all that far out of reach. He would be able to get it when it rang. But for now...damn, he was tired.

He drifted off to sleep slowly, dreaming about that kiss. It was wild and weird...but kind of welcome. Sirius was a strange man, why had he done that...?

And how come he wasn't calling?

It was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream.

"More like a nightmare." Remus sat up and rubbed at his eyes tiredly. He had slept awful all through the night. The foreign bed and foreign house didn't feel comfortable.

Sighing, he looked around the room. Light from the sunrise was pouring in through the door leading to the balcony. It was too early for the morning, though. He didn't quite feel rested. As he lay back down on the too comfortable mattress, voices carried over to him from another room. Apparently, no one else grasped the concept of sleeping in.

"Sirius, you really should shave. That scruff is unbecoming."

A snort shot out from Remus' nose before he could stop himself. Sirius had kept a bit of "scruff" on his face ever since they had graduated.

"Fine, I will."

With a shake of his head, Remus sat up again. He was giving in that easy? That didn't sound like Sirius at all. He was so different now... What had Snape done to him?

"Thank you. Now, come here."

A familiar, manly laugh coasted through the walls to Remus' ears. He narrowed his eyes, not liking the sound of it. It was too happy. Sure, he had the right to be content with his life if he wanted to. But, not...like this. Not compromising everything he used to be like.

"Mm, Sev, stop. I want to open the shop a little early today. And we need to wake Remus before we leave."

The door down the hall opened, and a few steps were taken towards his room. He lay back down, quickly covering up with the blankets again. But the person didn't come in. They were stopped by a second pair of strides before reaching their destination however.

"Sirius, just let him sleep. We will leave a note. Come back to the room...please."

Sirius seemed to hesitate a moment outside the door, then sighed and followed his husband back to their room. Even though they were two bedrooms down, Remus could still hear their all too blissful noises. Acid rose in his throat and he tried to block it out with a pillow. This was wrong.

He rose up out of the bed completely this time, hurrying down the stairs and to the kitchen. From here, the difference of levels made it harder to hear the two men.

If this was how every morning was going to be for the span of his time here, he honestly couldn't handle it. He needed to make things right with Nymphadora.

Having eaten only one roll of sushi last night, he was starving by now. The growl of his stomach told him so, at least. He looked around the kitchen, not really knowing if he should make his breakfast before Sirius said it was okay.

Because apparently he needed Sirius' permission for everything...

Chuckling at how ridiculous that sounded, Remus opened the fridge and looked inside. "Hungry?" His head whipped around so fast that he nearly got a crick in it. Snape was standing behind him, arms crossed as he watched his every move. With a clear of his throat, he merely nodded and shut the door. The other man sighed and made his way further into the kitchen. "I'll make you something, I guess... I have to make breakfast, anyway."

Remus sighed through his nose and sat down at the table. "Thanks..."

With no reply, the other man went right about making toast, eggs and bacon. It was eerily silent in the room, both of them stewing in their own thoughts. They both had so much they wanted to say, so many questions and chides. Except, they both respected Sirius too much too do anything about that.

Speaking of...

"Oh, you're up." Sirius walked in, dressed in a suit and tie. It was quite out of place for how he used to dress. Remus was a little too shocked to say anything and just stared. His face was clean and hair was even pulled back into a ponytail. Actually...it looked quite nice on him.

"Remus?"

Deglazing his eyes, he looked up at Sirius and raised a brow. "Hm?"

"I asked if you slept well last night..."

"Oh, um...yes I did," Remus lied smoothly and avoided his friend's gaze. He instead stared very intently down at his shoes and became suddenly aware of his own clothes. The fact that he was wearing his clothes from yesterday, still. The ones he had slept in last night. They were dirty and old. Yeah, that was impressive. A little pink in the cheeks, he wiped a few stray hairs off of his pants.

"Padfoot, let's go outside!"

From down the hall, Remus heard the clicking of claws on the floor. A big, shaggy, black dog came running into the kitchen, wagging his tail excitedly. The man's eyes widened considerably as he looked down at the thing. He knew Sirius had always liked dogs, but this... This was more like a bear. An extremely excitable black bear in the middle of the kitchen.

Sirius guided the dog to the door and let him into the back. "Sorry if you don't like dogs. Padfoot is a real sweetheart. He won't harm you." Clearly, he had seen the look on the other's face.

"No...no, it's not a problem... Just explains all of the short black hairs everywhere. Including on me." Remus chuckled nervously, watching the canine frolic around outside, chasing butterflies. "He looks...nice."

"If it makes you uncomfortable, he can stay outside all the day."

"That's not good for his fleas, Sirius. He really should be inside, getting his medicine." Severus gave his lover a look; one that conveyed that he meant it.

The two exchanged glances for a moment before Sirius conceded and nodded. "Well, then you can just put him in our room. That's fine, too. Whatever you want, I suppose." He busied about making coffee, smiling over at Remus occasionally.

Remus caught these looks, starting to feel a little uncomfortable. It seems Snape had also caught onto these exchanges. He was getting glared at as well, now.

Once the coffee was made, Sirius poured himself some. He walked over to Severus, pulled him back from the food and kissed him gently. "See you after work."

"Sirius, stay. Sit down and wait for the food to be finished."

A challenging look in his eye, Sirius sat down next to Remus. He sipped his black coffee, clearly annoyed. Severus had been so forceful with his words. It was a little easier to see now why Sirius did everything he asked. For some reason, it was like he had no choice.

After breakfast, Sirius left and left Remus and Severus alone in the house.

Well, it was more like Remus was all alone. Apparently the other man had a laboratory up on the top floor. He left for it as soon as humanly possible and hid there for the whole of the day.

Truthfully, the other man felt more comfortable like this. He didn't like being alone in a strange house with someone he used to take part in tormenting. Well, maybe not take part. But he did stand by as it happened. It wasn't any surprise that he was hated for such a thing.

On top of that, after five hours, he was bored.

Remus had watched television, surveyed the house, looked at the horse, played with the dog for a little bit and ate lunch. His conclusion through all of that was that they had too many channels, the house was amazing, the horse looked inviting, the dog wasn't all that bad, and Severus was indeed an amazing cook. And afterwards, he didn't know what else he could do.

"Padfoot...is this all you do during the day?" Remus asked the dog as they lay on the couch together. He had to admit, he was falling in love with this animal. "It's quite boring. I feel like I should be doing something. Like...cleaning or something." The dog looked up at him, like he was trying to convey that the idea was ridiculous. "You know, you're right. This isn't my house..."

As he looked around, the man glimpsed a phone in the corner of the room. A faint thought crossed his mind of calling Nymphadora. He had messed up yesterday. For that, he would need to apologize at some point. And maybe he should let her know that he was alright. She would like to know that, right?

Slowly, he crossed to the phone and picked it up. Just as sluggishly, he dialed their home number. His heart was pounding in his throat and suddenly he had no idea what he wanted to say. The moment he heard his wife's voice, he smiled and sputtered for something to say. The moment she realized who it was, however, the phone slammed back down on its receiver and he was cut off.

The grin slipped from his visage at this and gently set his own side down. "Maybe she needs a few days..."

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