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Black Dog	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: And I wrote another chapter. :) I would like to thank my reviewer, I am so glad you liked it and I hope you continue to enjoy it. For my other readers, the smut will begin soon I promise, but this will have a story line to it so expect introductions and lots of angst! :D Thank you, any comments you may have are as always greatly appreciated.

Chapter Two: Over the Hills and Far away

The room was small with a single grimy window that looked out on a street, James stood by the door as if ready to flee at the slightest provocation. There were two sofas both of which were occupied by a mixture of men and women. James swallowed nervously, hands clenched into fists at his sides. Sirius’ eyes were dark as the drugs took over his system, his pupils blown wide with the foreign chemicals flooding his body. He lay on the sofa, dangling across Tim’s lap as the proprietor ran a hand casually through his hair. The gesture was possessive and James hated it. He wanted to go over to him, grab him by both shoulders and shake him until his best friend returned. James licked his lips nervously, the soft chatter of the other occupants in the room washed over him in a wave of meaningless noise.

“Where’s the tunes man?” One man muttered, he had what could only have been a fat joint between his lips as he turned hazy eyes to Tim.

“Siri?” Tim muttered and Sirius stirred.

“Yeah…?” He muttered, his black eyes landing on his boss.

“Go put a record on, love.”

“Mmmkay…” Sirius sat up and pushed hair from his eyes with one shaky hand, he stood up and his eyes widened. “Woah…” He muttered, stumbling into a wall with a loud laugh.

“He’s coming up.” The man with the joint said with a smirk.

“Wha’ you wan’ on, man?” Sirius mumbled, he now stood beside James and gripped a battered looking record player.

“How about some ‘Stones?” A woman said with a smile, she was leaning against a large man who had the softest looking hair James had ever seen.

“Denise that is an excellent choice, dear.” Tim said as he lounged lazily on the sofa.

“Rolling Stones it is.” Sirius muttered as he put the record into the player and adjusted the needle. The music began blaring into the room from the massive speakers, Sirius giggled and fell against the wall, hair fell into his face and covered his eyes for a moment. James moved and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Sirius? Mate, are you alright?”

“’m buzzin’!” Sirius said loudly as he lifted his head.

James would have taken a step back if he had been able to, he hated that grin on his friends face it was almost terrifying. Instead he pressed his back against the wall and just nodded. Sirius looked at him, his eyes suddenly intense and James had to hold the wall to keep himself steady. He knew that Sirius was volatile, his temper getting him into more trouble than he could usually handle but he had never suspected that there was so much of his friend that he didn’t know. He sighed softly and lifted his hand to pushed hair from those eyes. “Siri…I don’t even know who you are anymore.” He said softly.

Sirius giggled and fell into the wall, he slid down it until he was kneeling. His hiccoughs of laughter sounded more like sobs to James’ ears. When Sirius had finally silenced himself he looked up at James. “Can’ you chill man? This is ‘sposed to be a party…”

James understood what he was really saying; I don’t want to talk about it right now. He sighed and closed his eyes as he rubbed them beneath his glasses, he pushed himself away from the wall and moved towards the door. “Fine…whatever. I’m obviously not wanted. Have fun Sirius and please, don’t get yourself killed.”

Sirius watched James leave and his insane grin softened as he watched the door close behind him. “’m Sorry Jamie.” He whispered and pushed his hands in his hair with a sigh.

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Ever since they had been eleven years old Sirius and James had been inseparable. They had been in the same house in Colchester Royal Grammar School in Essex, they had begun school on excellent terms and become terrors within their first month. No matter how many detentions they gained it was never enough to prevent them from causing mischief. They had been brothers in all but blood, and even then their family’s were closely related. When Sirius’ obsession in Rock Music had begun James had been fascinated, they were twelve years old when they heard their first rock song and had fallen in love, but Sirius more so than James. Sirius began dreaming of becoming a famous guitarist, even going so far as to sell off many of his own clothes to pay for his first guitar. His parents had threatened to smash it up, but had eventually given up when Sirius had promised to ensure his grades remained high in exchange for the guitars safety. He won. It was then that Sirius’ hair began to grow out, he ignored his parents attempts to have him cut it off, he ran to James’ every summer they threatened him until they were forced to give up on that too.

The trip to St. Ives in 1974 was when Sirius became certain that fame was what he desired most…

The coach trip was boring. Sirius lounged in the back seat, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows and his purple blazer thrown over the seat at his side. James leaned against the window with his cheek pressed to it and huffed occasionally. The coach was typically rowdy as the excited boys chatted and threw bits of paper at each other. “Jamie?” Sirius asked with a yawn.

“Yes?” James turned to see his best friend with his tie tied around his forehead, he raised an eyebrow. “If Mr. Grey sees you wearing that you’ll end up with the cane when we get to the hotel.”

Sirius shrugged casually. “He’d have to catch me first.” He smirked and James returned it. “It’s nice to get out of London, man.” He ran fingers through his hair. “Hey!” His eyes lit up suddenly as he leaned close to James, his voice dropped to a whisper. “You wanna sneak out and get pissed?”

James smiled. “Yeah, but we’ll have to be really quiet or you know what’ll happen…”

Sirius pulled a face. “Suspension…but I’m not afraid of that.” He turned to gaze out at the passing countryside, James couldn’t miss the darkening of his eyes. “I’m getting pretty sick of that belt.” He whispered and rubbed his back absently as if the scars still pained him, then, like the sunshine through clouds his smile returned. “But that won’t happen, Jamie. We’ll get away with it, we have done before.”

They arrived at the Hotel in the early evening, James and Sirius climbed off the coach surrounded by excited young men. Their eyes met and they grinned at each other as their teachers divided them up into their separate houses.

Mr. Grey stood at the head of James and Sirius’ line as he eyed them all carefully, he pursed his lips as his eyes landed on Sirius. “Black!” Sirius jumped slightly and blinked.

“Yes sir?”

“Tuck in your shirt and put on your tie and blazer, do you want to give the school a bad impression?”

“Of course not, Sir.” Sirius smiled charmingly and did as he was instructed, however when he tied his tie he let it dangle half way down his chest, his shirt hung out at the back but was hidden by his blazer. James snorted in amusement from his side, Sirius flashed him an easy wink.

That night the pair stayed awake long after lights out, they waited for everything to go quiet except for their dorm mates snoring before changing into their school clothes again and slipping out. It was all far too easy, Sirius was forced to stifle a chuckle as they slipped silently passed Mr. Grey who was fast asleep in a chair outside their room. When they were free they ran out of the hotel and down the streets, Sirius whooped in delight as he leapt and punched the air. James laughed, giddy with nerves and adrenaline. They ran to the nearest high street and awaited an adult who would be willing to buy minors alcohol, when they had that and a packet of cigarettes they went to a nearby cliff-top bench and sat there. They lit cigarettes and shared the bottle of whiskey between them as they gazed out across the sea.

As the moon rose above them James listened to Sirius humming softly to himself, he couldn’t help but smile. Sirius had been taking classical singing lessons since he was in primary school and he had the voice of an angel. As James turned his head to look at his best friend Sirius began singing softly, he had his head tipped back and a small smile on his lips.

James giggled as Sirius sung ‘Space Oddity’ by David Bowie. He would have joined in if he hadn’t been exceptionally self-conscious about his voice, he couldn’t sing for toffee. Sirius stared up at the stars as he sung beneath his breath, his eyes half closed and James realised he had never seen him so relaxed. “Hey, Siri?”

“Hmm?” Sirius broke off and turned his eyes onto James’ he took the whiskey from his fingers and took a long swig before handing it back.

“What will you do if you never get to become a rock star?”

Sirius returned his eyes to the stars, he took in a deep breath and felt the refreshing salty tang of the sea sting his tongue. “I…I’ve never thought about it.”

“But surely you have a backup plan?”

Sirius shook his head slowly, his eyes darkening. “I want to be famous, Jamie. It’s the only thing I can imagine myself doing…What about you? What do you want to do when you leave school?”

James considered a moment before grinning to himself. “I want a family.”

Sirius snorted derisively and snatched the bottle back. “You sound like a bloody woman.” He muttered and finished the bottle.

“Look who’s talking! With hair like yours you could pass for a girl!” James muttered angrily.

“Hah!” Sirius let out a sudden bark of bright laughter and James failed to fight his own grin, eventually he joined in with Sirius and they laughed until their sides hurt. When they had finally calmed down they were both lying on the grass beneath the bench, they lay on their sides so they faced each other. Suddenly the atmosphere changed at the drop of a hat, James felt his breath hitching as if obstructed by something in his chest. Sirius’ eyes had fallen half-closed and his lips had parted as if he was about to speak, slowly, hesitantly he lifted a hand and let his fingers brush James’ cheek. “Jamie…I…I have something to tell you…”

“Y-Yeah?” James whispered, his voice harsh as it escaped his throat. He tried to swallow but it made no difference, his mouth was so dry all of a sudden…

“Yeah…” Sirius’ eyes flicked away for a second before coming back to rest on James’, he shifted as if he was moving closer and James felt as if a suffocating blanket had been thrown over him but he couldn’t move a muscle. “James I…for a long time…I mean…It’s not…I…” Sirius frowned distractedly before sighing and closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes they were darker and heavily lidded, he suddenly moved forward, his fingers tangling in the hair at the back of James’ neck…their lips were millimetres from each other when a loud girlish shout echoed through the night. The intensity of the moment was shattered as Sirius jerked away, the spell broke like crystal and James let out the breath he had been holding. Sirius sat up, hiding his face behind a curtain of ebony hair. He chuckled softly, his fingers picking up a smooth shiny black rock from the floor. “Typical…” He breathed.

James took a breath, his mind frazzled by the alcohol and oddly intense moment. He frowned and rubbed his face as he sat up. “Siri, what was-?” He looked up but his friend was gazing down the short hill towards the road where several girls were walking towards them.

When the girls entered the light that shone from a street light James gasped in a sharp breath. There were three of them, each of them wearing an unknown uniform but it was the one in the middle who caught James’ attention. She was looking nervous as they stopped under the street light, she was wearing a knee-length pleated skirt with a white blouse and white socks but her hair was beautiful shade of deep red. She had tied it back into a pony tail and tied it with a ribbon. James sighed softly and Sirius glanced at him, something in his eyes changed, they seemed to darken with sadness but he was smiling. “Girls.” He said softly, jerking James from his contemplation of the red head. “Come on, let’s go introduce ourselves.” Sirius stood up and held out his hand to James, his smile was still soft and filled with an inexplicable sadness. He pulled James to his feet and dusted himself down, with a flourish he swung his blazer over one shoulder and shoved a hand in his pocket. “Hey!” He called, the girls jumped and turned around. Sirius smiled and James saw two of them blush and giggle. “It’s nice to see some other kids here, thought this place was full of oldies. My name’s Sirius Black.”

One of the girls stepped forward and swung hair over her shoulder. “I’m Alice, this is Connie and this is Lily.”

The red head who was called Lily nodded to them, Connie raked Sirius with her eyes and smiled in greeting. James had only eyes for Lily, she was the prettiest thing he had ever seen, he was so intent on staring at her that he missed Sirius’ introduction of him. Sirius nudged him in the back and he stumbled before straightening himself out, he ruffled his hair up at the back so it was elegantly messy and windswept before letting an easy grin surface. “Hi, James Potter at your service.” He extended his hand which Lily took briefly.

“Lily Evans.”

“Miss Evans, what a beautiful name…”

Sirius smiled to himself before flopping back down onto the bench and starting on their second bottle of whiskey. Connie sat at his side. “Is that whiskey?” She asked.

“Yeah, want some?”

She nodded and took it from his fingers. “So, where are you from?”

“They’re from that rich people’s school…what was its name? Colchester Royal Grammar School, It’s an all boy’s school.” Lily said with a dirty look at Sirius’ filthy blazer.

“You’ve heard of us then?” James asked, eager to continue talking to this wonderful girl.

“Who hasn’t? You’re all snobs!” Lily looked disgusted. “A friend of mine was beaten up by a load of your fifth years.”

James looked slightly put out, he scuffed a shoe in the ground. “Sorry, but not all of us are like that.”

“What do your parents do Sirius?” Connie asked eagerly leaning forward with shining eyes.

“He’s old money.” James said as he perched beside Sirius on the back of the bench. “We both are. Our parents inherited their fortunes, so did their parents and so on and so on…”

“So…you don’t actually do anything?” Lily asked, her disdain obvious.

“Well…I think my dad’s got stocks and shares in several big companies. He’s also got a lot of money invested in a construction company.” Sirius said quietly. “We get a large income from our estate house which we open every summer for the public, they get to walk around the gardens and such.” He waved an airy hand as he took a swig of the whiskey. “My mum’s side of the family breed race horses, her brother Alphard works in foreign affairs in the government and her older brother owns several factories that produce quality English stoneware.”

“Oh…” Connie was gazing at Sirius with huge eyes full of awe, Lily was the only one who didn’t look impressed.

“My parents do loads for charity.” James said thoughtfully. “My mum’s an artist, although she doesn’t make much from that. My dad is a real dog racing buff, we’ve got several grey hounds which my dad raised himself.” He smiled to himself. “Other than that we don’t really do anything in particular.”

“Wow! You two are so lucky!” Alice sighed as she sat beside James.

Sirius snorted softly to himself as he peeled the label off of the bottle in his hand. “Lucky…yeah…that’s a good way to put it.” He breathed and closed his eyes briefly. James sensed his melancholy and squeezed his shoulder, Sirius smiled up at him. He stood up suddenly and walked towards the edge of the cliff, a cold wind bit at his exposed hands as he looked down into the churning sea. He remembered what he had nearly done, he remembered nearly confessing to his best friend that he was in love with him. A flash of fury and self disgust flashed through him and he suddenly threw the empty bottle into the sea, he watched the moonlight flash off of it before the waves swallowed it up.

Lily shook her head. “Poor little rich boys, you don’t know what you’ve got.” She said softly.

“No…No I guess we don’t.” Sirius muttered, shoving hands into his pockets and tipping his head back. He looked up at the stars with a brooding frown on his face. “Of course, having money and good prospects always means we’re happy.” He spun around and glared at Lily for a moment before stalking away down the hill. “Jamie, I’ll catch you later.” He called over his shoulder.

“Sirius! Siri! Come back! You idiot, you don’t know where you are!” James called but Sirius merely lifted his hand and gave him the finger as he walked away. “Fucking twat!” He sighed and shook his head.
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