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Blue Moon	By : Lilitany Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 2271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sirius couldn’t sleep.

Honestly, this was getting ridiculous. He wasn’t even sure how late it was anymore. All he knew was that when he attempted sleeping, his entire body decided he needed to be jittery and wide awake. And that was saying a lot, because Sirius usually slept like a well-shagged Hippogriff.

Ew. He could probably have done without those mental images.

The point was, he was just sort of wide awake in the dark, awkwardly staring at the ceiling, and unsure if he could turn on a light and do something without waking Moony, whose sleeping habits already worried him.

Gad, James was right for once, and that was a definite shocker. Sirius was turning into a total mother when it came to Remus. But it wasn’t like he could help it. The closer they got to the Animagus transformation actually being a possibility, the more high-strung he got about it. He just wanted it to be done already. He didn’t want to see Moony suffer another moon all alone, but he’d inevitably have to do so.

But if Sirius had anything to do with it, he’d never have to be alone for a full again when they were done. He wouldn’t allow it. He needed friends who could keep him safe during the moon and bring him chocolate after, not one out of two. Sod it if most werewolves didn’t get that; Moony deserved it, and he would.

Speaking of deserving things, what on earth had he done that resulted in this total wide-awake state at a bound to be ungodly hour? Was he being punished for a prank? Sirius didn’t think so. He should be rewarded for his pranks, not punished. He should be ushered to the gates of Heaven to receive a bleedin’ medal for the enchanted dung bombs that flew after Snape during lunch today, in fact. That was an especially brilliant prank, in fact, as the ever-vigilant McGonagall couldn’t actually tell who had bewitched them. Obviously, she assumed it was one of the Marauders (who else would have the genius inspiration for such a feat?) but she couldn’t punish them all if she wasn’t certain, and the way they were done it was even hard to pin the attack on a singular House. It wasn’t as if Gryffindor was Slytherin’s only enemy, and he had been less than nice to many in the past.

Yes, Sirius thought, grinning with satisfaction, I’m just basically wonderful in all ways.

He could almost hear Moony scoffing at him as he thought it, but Moonbeam could go on thinking whatever it was he wanted and doing his Remus-like things (which basically included eating chocolate and reading for far longer than Sirius thought anyone should be allowed to sit still), as far as Sirius was concerned. Everyone else knew he was a brilliant triumph of the ages.

Actually, why was Moony so unimpressed with him? James could be a right prat once in a while –mainly when he disagreed with Sirius- and he still knew to give Sirius credit when credit was due. He’d given him a clap on the back and a rather nice compliment once he stopped choking on his laughter from lunch, and Peter had said something that Sirius couldn’t remember but was certainly of admiration quality, while Moony just rolled his eyes and sighed that long-suffering sigh he did so often. That was a little rude, when Sirius was trying so hard to help him out.

I mean, he didn’t know Sirius was trying to help him out, but he should be nice anyway.

Unsure why he had just spent the better part of an hour thinking about Remus, Sirius rolled onto his side and sighed a long-suffering sigh of his own. He was going to be more insufferable than usual in class tomorrow if it continued like this. A tired Sirius was not a happy Sirius. No, a tired Sirius was much more like a grumpy Sirius, and who wanted that?

He was just beginning to settle more toward sleep when he heard a noise that sent him shooting up again.

Was that…a crying noise? That’s weird. He was used to James’s snores and murmurs of different variations of Lily Evans’s name, and Peter’s little snuffles, and Remus performed a Silencio before sleeping so no one could hear him every single night, which Sirius assumed meant Moony was wanking regularly like any normal bloke.

Wait a second...Moony.

Drawing back his curtains, Sirius sat up and wiggled his feet out of the covers and off the side of the bed, wincing slightly as a rush of cold air hit them. On hurried feet, Sirius crossed the stretch of floor between Remus’s bed and his own, peeking into the curtains.

He could barely see at first, but after a moment he made out the figure beneath the covers. Remus was curled into himself, a little lump beneath the blanket. Sirius began to relax, until he heard the sound again.

“Moony? You alright, mate?” There wasn’t an answer, just another noise and a slight movement beneath the covers. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sirius thought to wonder why Moony hadn’t performed the silencing spell like always. He had gone to bed so abruptly after their impromptu wrestling and tickling session that maybe he had forgotten. But more important things were occurring, and Sirius pushed aside the curtain around Remus's bed a little more, reaching out to touch his shoulder through the cloth.

Instantly, Remus sat up, twisting Sirius's hand back in the process, eyes wide and frightened.

He didn't want to admit it, but Sirius was getting a little scared. "Moons? Are you…crying? Remus?" Without answering, Remus bolted out of the bed and into the bathroom, retching into the toilet. Sirius, after a moment of being vaguely stunned and wondering if it was the wolf that made Remus so obscenely fast, chased after him, laying his hand on the plane of Remus's bony back and rubbing in soothing circles. "Merlin, Remus! I knew you were sick! Fuck…What's wrong?" Remus pushed back from the toilet to glare at him, a little bit of sick in the corner of his mouth.

"Go back to bed, Sirius." His voice was almost eerily calm, in Sirius's opinion.

"No! Moony, tell me what the fuck is going on!"

"It's not any of your business! Go back to bed!"

"Like hell it isn't my business! Remus, you're my best friend, and I will torture it out of you if I have to!"

"Will you shut up? You're going to wake the others." Remus's voice was little more than an angry hiss now.

"Moony, I swear to Merlin that I will scream at the top of my lungs if you don't tell me this instant."

"No!"

"A-!" Sirius's fledgling screech was cut off by Remus's hand clapped harshly over his mouth. For a moment, the two boys just glared at each other over the appendage.

"Ew ew ew ew ew, Sirius! Did you just lick me?"

"Your hand was on my mouth and I didn't want your blood on my lips, so licking was the only option."

"You're disgusting."

"You threatened to do the same thing earlier!" At this, Moony quieted, staring at him. Then he sighed. It was a different sigh than his usual half-exasperation, half-amusement that came with being the sensible Marauder, different than the one after a long day. This sigh was all weariness, and Sirius ached inside.

"What do you want to know?"

"How long."

"How long what, Sirius?"

"How long have you been getting up to throw up, Remus? Honestly, you can stop avoiding the question." Moony mumbled something, looking down, that in no way would have been possible for Sirius to hear. "Moony, speak up."

"Since I was ten, alright? I was able to keep it in until then, but they got more gruesome."

"Alright? No, Moony, not alright! I thought you just had the flu or something! Merlin! That can't be healthy! ...What's 'they'?" Moony sighed again, and Sirius was nearly convinced by now that no one in history had ever sighed as much as Remus Lupin.

"Just…sit down, or something, Sirius. If you really want me to explain, I will. Just don't tell the others." Not tell James? Not tell Peter? Surely Remus knew that was a lot to ask from a Marauder, who were very like the Musketeers in that all-for-one sort of way. But Sirius sat anyway, knowing he'd just have to find a way to keep a secret.
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