Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Uncle Remus	By : TheLadyFeylene Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Disclaimer: Do you think they're mine yet? Well, they aren't.

Warning: Think it's magically not slash? Wrong again.

Dedication: Bah. To Mummy Fox. Sorry it's not the Harry-whore fic, but hey, it may come close.

Author's Note: My lord but I hate the working grind. Bad day at work.(Day work, for those of you who know me better.) :-(One of the busiest days I've encountered, and we were understaffed.) I ended up being yelled at by a very, very nasty elderly man. It was not good. He accused me of spitting in his coffee, which I did not do. And despite working ten hours, I did not have a chance for a break. Yay! Tomorrow's my day off.

Like to restate here, I mention in the first chapter to send all flames to my e-mail. And my profile states all unsigned flames will be removed. If you're going to flame, at least have the decency to leave an e-mail address, so I can address your *ahem* criticisms personally and privately. And (and this isn't just for this story, this is something that pisses me off on all of them) if you're going to review my story, review the STORY! I've had bitches about my disclaimer, dedications, AN, and warnings. Not to mention my profile. You're here to read the story, that's what I want feedback on.

Uncle Remus
Chapter Six

Okay, so now I'm just really confused. I *thought* Uncle Remus had a thing for me, but he was really calm and stuff through the whole sex talk. I didn't *really* want to talk to him about it, because I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. But he wasn't. He was...I don't know, but he was really good about it.

I'm still really sexually confused. I keep thinking about what it would be like with another boy. And, sick as it sounds, I've sort of been thinking what it would be like with Remus. Which makes sense, because I didn't start having these feelings until I walked in on him.

I decide to really *look* at him. Not as my uncle, or a teacher, but as someone I'd possibly like to kiss. I mean, he's here and that makes it easier. He is good looking. He has this sort of rugged look to him. And his hair's really soft. I don't think I'd mind kissing him. It's too bad he doesn't like me, cause that would work out nicely.

Except of course for the fact that he's about twenty years older then me and basically my uncle. So let's scratch that idea, shall we?

But that doesn't mean I can't think about him. I really do want to know what his orientation is. What would he do, if I did come on to him? Would he freak out? Probably not. If he wasn't into me, he'd be all polite and probably flustered. But he wouldn't get mad. I've never seen him *mad*. I've seen him upset, and sad, but never angry. He just doesn't do it.

I don't get any of this. It would probably better if I was having my sexual identity crisis at school. I'd at least maybe have someone to really talk to about it. Ron, maybe. Or maybe not. Hermione definitely. She'd be a big help. I wonder if I ought to owl her? No. That's not the sort of thing you send in a letter. I can see it now.

Dear Hermione,

I've recently begun finding Professor Lupin, whom I've begun calling Uncle Remus, definitely shag worthy. Any tips?

Love Harry.

No. Not at all. So I just have to work it out myself. Which really won't be that hard, I don't think. I don't really know though. I've never gone through something like this. I've never looked at another guy like that. There's nothing wrong with it, it's just never really been a part of me. Now I think it is. I still like girls, definitely.

All right. Say maybe my first theory *was* right. Say Uncle Remus really does like me like that. Well, I just may like him sort of like that too. Maybe. It could just be curiosity. That happens, doesn't it?

Well, he hasn't been giving me any of those looks. He's writing something right now, who knows what. He writes a lot now, like in the past few days. Maybe it's how he takes his mind off of things. I asked him about it once, and all he said was 'oh, just something I'm working on'. It could be anything.

Maybe I ought to try coming on to him. But what if I'm wrong? What if he doesn't like me like that? Well think rationally. He'll most likely just take me aside, and tell me gently but firmly that he isn't interested like that. That's probably the worst that would happen. And that's not that bad. I'd just hang my head in shame and let that be that.

And the best that could happen? I could actually find out, once and for all, if I'm bisexual or not. And it would be good to get some experience under my belt. Of that sort. I've really never even kissed anyone. Not like that. A quick peck on the lips on Hermione's birthday doesn't count. I mean *real* kissing.

"And what are you thinking about, so serious over there?"

This may be a good opportunity. He's looking at me with that polite-but-caring expression. It's one of my favorites. He always looks polite, but there's different degrees of it. There's polite-but-agitated, where his eyebrows sort of go down a bit, polite-but-sad, when his whole face drops a bit, and polite-but-concerned, where he sucks on his lower lip and his eyes go big. And of course, the look he's giving me now. Small smile, warm eyes, head tilted towards me.

"Stuff." I say, shrugging. Okay, not the best of come on lines, but I really don't know how to about this. He wouldn't tell me what his sexual orientation. That would make this so much easier.

"Oh?" He cocks his head. He's really too polite.

"Yeah. Same stuff as the other day." I shrug again, and I hope I look sad and confused. I probably just look stupid.

"Ah." Remus nods. "Things will work themselves out, don't worry."

"I hope so." I kick at the floor. Maybe if he thinks it's really bothering me, he'll talk more.

"It will." He says again, and smiles, then goes back to his writing.

"When?" I push.

"When it's time." He puts down his writing, and sighs. "If it makes you feel any better, I went through the same thing when I was your age. Younger, actually."

"Really?" Now I'm getting somewhere.

"Yes." He takes a deep breath. "As I said, it's not uncommon. And I worked things out, and you will too."

"What did you work out?" I hope I sound innocent. "I mean, like what did you think and stuff?" Make it sound like you're just trying to work it out...

"Oh. Um." Uncle Remus clears his throat, and nods. "Well, no harm in telling you I suppose. It doesn't matter now, really. I suddenly decided Sirius was quite delectable. Of course, I also was rather certain that Janet Deflores was also equally delectable."

"So you're...?"

"A werewolf." Remus tells me. Back to the werewolf thing. "We...werewolf's don't differentiate between the genders. Except of course when it comes to actually *mating* but I don't have those sorts of urges. I'm not on any sort of mating cycle. I'd have to be in constant contact with other lycanthropes, which as you know I'm not. It does get a bit stronger near the full moon, but that's all."

"So...." He gave me way too much information. "You *are* bi?"

"In a nutshell, yes." He seems really tired when he says this. Like he's admitting to something he didn't want to. Well, while I've got him talking I want to know more. This is actually sort of helping.

"So...I mean, you *know*, for sure?"

"Yes." He nods. "Of course I do. How would I not....oh." Another nod, one of those wise old man types. "I understand what you meant. Er...yes. I have, er, had a few same sex encounters."

"Is it..." I take a deep breath. I'm really pushing it now, but I want to know. "Is it okay if I ask about them?"

"Oh! Er..well..." He gets that scared animal in a trap look. Like he really doesn't want to be there, but it would be rude to run so he won't. "I...I suppose it's all right. I...I had a few relationships in school, but one ended rather badly. With other young men. Just two, actually."

"Oh?" What if it was Sirius? That's definitely something to think about. Because it would be weird, and just sort of funny. Not because it would be a turn on or anything.

"Er...yes. That's all there it to it, really." He doesn't want to tell me something. Which just makes me want to know more.

"Is it anyone I know?" I make sure I say it teasingly.

"No!" He says really quickly, but he's blushing. So it *was* Sirius. I'd bet everything I owned it was Sirius. So, I decided to take a bit of a chance, but not much.

"Bet you everything I own it was Sirius." I say, still teasing. Remus makes a choking noise, and he doubles over, and then I realize he's laughing.

"Oh lord...Harry, had I taken you up on that, I would be a very rich man." Remus smiles broadly. "No. I never went with Sirius. His tastes don't run that way."

"Oh." Now I'm really confused. Then something hits me, and I really wish it hadn't. "Uncle Remus...it wasn't...I mean..." I can't even say it.

"Hmmm?" He's wiping tears away from his eyes, but I guess he sees something in my face. "Oh, no. No Harry, don't worry. It wasn't your father either."

"Then who?" Now I *really* want to know.

"I'm not telling you." Remus says, pretty primly.

:Why?" He's told me everything else. Why not this?

"Because..." He says. "You'll most likely laugh at me, and I have no desire to be mocked."

"I won't laugh." Why would I laugh? I mean, I can't really think of anyone else they went to school with.

"Yes you will." He smoothes the blanket over his lap.

"I swear I won't." I won't laugh.

"You just...you have to remember that people were different then. Nicer." He's getting almost defensive. I *have* to know now. I nod, just wishing he'd tell me. I guess he does, but I can't hear it cause it's mumbled so much. I *swear* he said Sirius. I mean, that's exactly what it sounded like.

"Uncle Remus, you said you never went with Sirius."

"I didn't say Sirius." He says in a pained way. "I said...Severus."

"Severus?" I blank, trying to remember where I know that name from. I know I've heard it. Then it hits me. Well, I don't want to laugh. I actually want to be sick. I mean, that's just...

"As I said." Remus says through gritted teeth. "People were different back then. He was very handsome, and very....well, appealing is the best word I have for it. And he had a certain...seductive appeal."

"Seductive?" Again, I want to be sick.

"Yes! And he was quite graceful, and eloquent, and learned. Witty, if a bit caustic at times. And there was a certain inquisitorial air about him that I found alluring."

"Alluring? Professor Snape?" I still can't believe it.

"Yes." He sighs, and stands up. "I think I have a picture." He goes into his bedroom, so I follow him. He's fishing through one of his drawers, and he pulls out a big album. He flips through it, before pulling out a picture. Or I'm assuming it's a picture. He closes the album and hands it to me.

"That's not Professor Snape." I say immediately. There's no way that the boy in the picture, the one with the thick black hair, pale skin, and dark eyes is my nasty potions professor. It's just not possible. The guy in the picture *is* good looking. In a sort of vampire elf way.

"That's Severus at age sixteen." Remus says. "Look closely."

I do, and I know it is. There's that little sneer, and of course the nose.

"How can you like him? He has a huge nose." I shake my head. It's so weird.

"He has a roman nose, it's a very distinguished feature. And it suits him. And..." Remus trails off, blushing again. I don't want to know what he was going to say.

"So...you dated Snape." Well, it's the best I've got to go on. Now for the really big questions. "Did you guys ever...you know." I just wave my hand, hoping he gets my point.

"Harry!" He looks so shocked. "What Severus and I did on a physical level is our business."

"Please?" I really want to know. I guess it's some sort of perverse curiosity. And it'll help me figure out what to do, if I do decide to make a move.

"Well..." He's thinking about it. "Realize you're not going to get intimate details. But again, I suppose it wouldn't hurt. All right, I'll tell you."

~~~~

Oh my!
- 5
- 6
- 7
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Uncle Remus