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Jaded	By : Lilyyuri Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Remus Views: 18219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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For Summery, warnings, spoilers and disclaimers see chapter one.

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Chapter Seven: Well secluded I see all

(Title from the song �Time Warp� from �Rocky Horror picture show�)

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Harry rubbed his tired, stinging eyes. If he�d known it would take so long to write a bloody letter he�d leave the job to Malfoy and be done with it. But finally, after long hours and longer arguments on practically every word the rivals-turned-allies managed to produce something that was acceptable on both. Harry blinked several times before he managed to focus his eyes on the parchment, rereading the letter,

�Dear Hermione,

I know this is going to shock you as I'm not even sure you noticed me missing, but I have. I'm back in 1977, with Malfoy, can you believe it?

We were arguing somewhere in the dungeons and somehow we both fell through a 'Tempus Alcove', I'm pretty sure you know better than me how these things work, or you will once you hit the books�

Anyway, we need you to inform Dumbledore of what happened and when we are so he could try and bring us back from your side, but please don't tell anyone else about any of this!

Other than that everything is alright, I met the Marauders and let me tell you- all the stories are true! I really wish you were here to help me with my schoolwork, though�

I miss you guys a lot.

Love, Harry."

�Gods these were the longest, most excruciating three hours of my life!� He exclaimed loudly, folding the parchment neatly and putting it in his bag, Draco looked at him with his arms crossed and a sneer,

�That was your fault! You illiterate sod!�

�Always a pleasure to work with you, let�s not do it again!� Harry snarled back and rose from his seat, feeling the bones and muscles in his back popping back to usage after nearly three hours of being crouched over his work.

�Meet me in the library tomorrow after dinner; we�ll search for the right book.� Harry nodded silently, not wanting to prolong their stay in the deserted classroom.

After Malfoy left he stretched himself up, shoving his things unceremoniously into his bag and donning on the invisibility cloak he borrowed from James. He started making his way slowly through the corridors, he wasn't too sleepy and he didn�t really want to go back to the common room and have Remus ignore him again. So he continued to trudge through the empty halls feeling sorry for himself.

When he passed a corridor on the third floor a movement caught his eye, Harry halted and stood stock still, fearing it might be Filch and Mrs. Norris. He felt his heart pounding in his ears and slowly glided towards the wall and pressed against it, trying to breathe as shallowly as he could. It took Harry's paralysed brain a moment or two to remember that Filch wasn't even in school yet, and that Mrs. Norris wasn't even born. Harry breathed a mental sigh of relief, the current caretaker was somewhat weak in his discipline, a fact that the marauders exploited with all they could.

Harry watched in silence as the figure peered carefully around the corner, and then slid into the seemingly empty corridor. He held his breath in shock to see none other than the man who taunted his dreams. Remus was gliding stealthily down the corridor, looking purposefully and peering around him in caution. Harry didn't even think twice before he started following the teenage werewolf.

Together they made it to the lower floors, and then the entry hall. Harry was mightily surprised to see that Remus led the way out of the castle. It wasn't likely that he'd choose to go to the forbidden forest if he didn't absolutely needed to after all. But it seemed that Remus had another path as he made his way swiftly and surly towards the glass greenhouses.

Remus opened the door to the still and dark greenhouse and made his way towards the end of it. Harry followed, wondering what sort of plant needed such late night care. But it seemed that Remus was not that interested in plants at the moment since he didn't bother with any light, save for his wand-light and when they approached the back of the stuffy glass greenery a figure rose. In the dim light of Remus' wand it was hard for Harry to tell who the person was but he could tell they had red hair. The gangliness of the boy, for it was a boy, reminded Harry of Ron from some reason.

"It's about time you showed up, Lupin, I was nearly giving up on you." The boy said with a slight smirk in his tone and lit a couple of candles that were placed on the shelf behind him,

"I didn�t have James' cloak with me. I had to be clever." Remus replied somewhat testily and leaned against the long worktable. Harry watched them with a feeling of dread starting to built in the pit of his stomach,

"You Gryffindors put too much importance on that stupid cloak!" The boy sneered,

"Do I detect a hint of hostility towards Gryffindors? Feeling a bit left out, are we Prewett?" Remus teased with a smile, and Fabian huffed,

"Gryffindor may be good and dandy for Molly and Gideon, but I'm quit happy in Hufflepuff, thank you very much!" Harry's brain gears were working overtime at this, Molly, Prewett, Gideon� This must be Fabian Prewett, bloody hell; he was looking at Ron's uncle who was flirting shamelessly with his crush! Harry opened his mouth to protest but closed it again without making a sound. What was there to say really? He couldn't very well march up there and tell them to stop whatever they were doing� So he watched, with clenched jaw and weak knees, Remus approaching the Hufflepuff boy and growling low in his throat for him to be quiet.

And Harry further watched as Remus took control of the situation and grabbed the boy roughly and pinned him to the glass wall, taking his mouth in a brutal kiss that Fabian seemed to enjoy immensely if his moans were any indication. Harry felt his heart clench tight as if someone squeeze all the blood out of it, his lungs were drawing painful breaths that were hurting his throat. There was only one way this was going and it wasn�t the way Harry wanted it to go. But still he couldn't leave, or tear his eyes away.

Remus was ruthless, every move he made was forceful, every sound guttural and they went straight to Harry's cock, much to his shame. He never thought he had any voyeuristic intentions but still there he was, watching Remus bending Fabian Prewett over the worktable and getting ready to shag him senseless. When Harry felt the first tears streaming down his cheeks he knew he saw enough.

He turned and walked back to the entrance, not even bothering to be too quiet, knowing that the two teens in the back would not be aware of their surroundings for a while. He slid past the door and yanked the invisibility cloak from him, finding the sheer and transparent fabric to be constricting and restrictive. He needed to feel the cool night air on his face, feel himself breathing again after the heat and stuffiness of the greenhouse and what he'd just seen. He ran back to the castle, as fast as his legs could carry him, up staircases and down corridors. He didn't care if he was caught; in fact some part of him itched for a good fight with a prefect or the caretaker. Tears were still streaming down his face but he didn't notice them anymore. Nothing seemed to matter any longer, he was alone and alone he would remain, and not even Lily's generous proposal to help him get Remus would help as the werewolf would never be his.

Once inside the dorm room he tossed the cloak on James's trunk and himself on his bed, breathing hard, his body wrecked by sobbing, broken breaths. Never more than before he wanted to go back to his own time, where things were less complicated, where crushes were teachers and there were better reasons for not being able to have them. He decided then that he�d do whatever he could to hasten his return home, back to his friends and the Hogwarts he knew.

The next morning Harry woke up with a splitting headache and puffy eyes from crying. He spent nearly thirty minutes under the hot jets of water in the shower before he started feeling like a human being again. He didn�t want to talk to Remus, he didn�t even want to see him- the sight of his crush kept bringing back the shameful scenes from last night and each memory seemed to torture Harry�s soul further.

He used the weather as an excuse for his bad mood, and claimed he was feeling a bit ill. Since the sky outside and on the great hall�s ceiling were foreboding and low, dark clouds bringing everyone�s moods to the ground, no one questioned him on his behaviour.

Draco kept sending side glances at Harry, noting his hard-set jaw and the way he seemed to be feverishly enthusiastic about finding the proper book to put Hermione�s letter in. Draco could tell something was bothering Harry, something that wasn�t there the night before, but it wasn�t in his nature to be compassionate and offer advice. Especially not when it concerned Harry, after years of rivalry his first instinct was to enjoy the hurt and discomfort of the brunette, but lately- since they ended up in 1977 things changed.

For the first time in seven years Draco was not the king of his castle, or rather his house. And it was all because he stood up for his godfather on his first day here. Draco learned all too soon that standing up for Snape has caused him to be tagged as the �loser�s friend� and basically dropped him to the bottom of the Slytherin social ladder. And if there was one thing that Draco hated it was being at the bottom of anything!

�Here, what about this book?� Draco shrugged out of his thoughts to look at the book Harry was holding. It was an old edition of �The tales of Beedle the Bard�, �What? Hermione reads this stuff as a study break.� Harry said defensively at the sight of Draco�s scepticism. Draco looked at the book, who looked rather worn out but still in good shape. He looked at the shelf to make sure there were no other copies of the book and then shrugged. After all Harry knew Hermione a lot more than Draco did, and Draco was quite pleased with that- I�ll have you know. He watched as Harry pulled the letter out of his pocket and deposited it carefully in between the yellowing pages. Before Harry had a chance to retrieve the book to its place a cheerful voice called from behind them,

�Hey, Jaime, where have you been, I�ve been looking all over for you,� Both Harry and Draco jumped up guiltily and spun around to look at Remus, who seemed to have deflated a little at Harry�s blank expression, �We said we�d meet here to go over the Herbology essay��

Harry snapped out of this shock when he heard Remus� voice, all he could hear was his voice telling Fabian to turn and bend over the table and his resolve hardened again.

�I�m sorry; I�ve found another Herbology partner. This is Alex.� He gestured at Draco and then swapped past both of them, shoving the book in Draco�s hands and practically running out of the library, leaving the two perplexed teens staring after him. It took Remus a couple of seconds to come back to his senses, and he glanced at Draco. Draco on his part, shrugged as if to say he couldn�t care less, especially not now that he had executed his plan. Remus frowned at him and hurried after Harry.

Harry was pacing fast, fighting hard against the tears that threatened to fill his eyes. He didn�t think that being this close to Remus would be so hard. He felt so weak and stupid, he hated the fact that he couldn�t simply put the memory of Remus with another boy behind him and move on- if he had any strength and a little less heart he�d be looking for his own 'stress reliever' by now, but he couldn�t, he simply couldn�t. He always knew he wasn�t the type to go around and shag at will, hell he only had to look at his parents to know that he was the painfully faithful sort- after all both of them spent nearly seven years dancing around each other having eyes only for one another in a school full of horny teenagers.

�Jaime, Jay, wait!� Harry stopped on the spot and waited for Remus to catch up with him. He didn�t want to speak with Remus but he knew it was stupid and childish to run away. �Jaime, is everything alright? Why did you run off like that?� Remus panted and stopped to put his hands on his knees to catch his breath. Of course that his wheezing breathing didn�t help Harry one bit, but he said nothing.

"I told you I have things to do." He intoned flatly,

"Yeah, studying Herbology in the library with Alex�" Harry crossed his arms and pursed his lips; he didn�t really appreciate being mocked like that. "What's the matter, why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm avoiding you? Well, that's rich! You haven't spoken a word to me these past couple of weeks that wasn't about schoolwork!" Harry retorted, feeling his patience running thin. How dare Remus accuse him like that?

"I� It's because�" Harry watched curiously as Remus shifted and practically squirmed on the spot.

"What do you want from me Remus?" Harry asked tiredly, he had enough of games; he wanted answers, for good or bad so that he could move on with his pathetic life.

"I just want us to be friends again; I don't understand why you shut me out like this?" Remus pleaded,

"You don't, don't you� I� You don't need me anymore," Harry shrugged, "Just go back to your 'boyfriend' I'm sure he'd love it if you bend him over the greenhouse worktable!" Harry clamped his mouth shut, eyes widening in horror, oh Merlin, no� Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit SHIT! Remus' face went completely white and his breathing turned a bit shallow with shock,

"You saw us�" Harry's first instinct was to turn tail and run away, but something kept him firmly in place and he jutted his chin out,

"Yes, I did!" Remus sighed in defeat and slumped against the wall, much to Harry's surprise. He was ready to try to defend the circumstances that led him to see the two boys, in fact- if Remus pushed the subject further he'd soon find out that Harry had absolutely no reason to be where he was last night. But Remus didn't seem like he was about to scold him or accuse him of anything. He just sat there, knees gathered to his chest and looking like a lost puppy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for anyone to see this. It was just� some stress relief, nothing more." He mumbled to himself and Harry gulped a little. He sat down carefully next to Remus, mimicking his posture. They sat in silence for a while, each absorbed in his thoughts.

"I smelled you, that day in the infirmary, after the full moon," Harry glanced at Remus' profile, feeling like a complete idiot, "I knew you wanted me, but I couldn't. I mean� none of the others know what I am," Others, as in plural? Oh, that's just brilliant! "It's never more than just sex, they don't want anything else and I don't want anything else. But you�" Remus turned his head and amber met aquamarine, "You know what I am and you still want me� Why?"

"Because you're the most amazing person I've ever met, and you being a werewolf means nothing to me. It's not you, it's something that happened to you and it doesn�t define you." Harry said quietly. Remus gave him half a smile and turned his head away,

"None of my friends ever saw it like that, none of them ever wanted me the way you claim to." He whispered, and Harry let out a small chuckle,

"That's probably because none of them is gay." Remus gave a nod/shrug and smiled a bit.

"So, now what?" Harry stretched out his long legs and crossed his hands loosely over his flat stomach,

"I'm not one of your 'stress relievers', and I don't want to be your fuck-buddy or your toy. I want more."

"What if I can't give you more?" Harry scrambled to his knees and knelt before Remus,

"You can start by inviting me to the Hogsmede weekend this Saturday."

"We're going there anyway, with the rest of the group." Remus stated and Harry closed his eyes in pain,

"Fine, forget it." He snapped and made to stand up when Remus caught his arm,

"No, wait, I'm sorry. Jaime, would you like to go to Hogsmede with me this weekend?" Harry pretended to think about it, which made Remus chuckle,

"I'd love to." He leaned in and gave Remus a soft peck on the lips before jumping to his feet and making his way swiftly out of the hall, surprised by his own daring but smiling wide nonetheless. Remus ran the pads of his fingers on his lips, a small smile gracing his face.

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A/N: I did get as far as chapter eight in the DH book hence the 'Beedle the Bard' bit, but I promise this would be the last DH spoiler here.

After Harry stormed out Draco spelled the letter to reveal itself only to Hermione and stuck the book on a more remote shelf.

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