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Chapter Nine: Hallowed

It was raining as Sirius sat in the window, he gazed out across the grounds listening to James telling Peter about how he had actually managed to get Lily Evans to smile at him...before she hit him in the face with her bag. He was sat, dabbing at his bleeding nose with a tissue but grinning like a maniac. Sirius smiled slightly, he lounged lazily against the cold stone at his back, one knee drawn to his chest and his long hair tied roughly back from his face. He was supposed to be working on a ridiculously long essay about the Benefits of Human to Animal Transfiguration but he couldn't prevent his eyes from following the trails of water dripping down the glass, it reminded him too much of the beads of sweat running down Remus's chest as his eyes glazed over with pleasure. He felt heat flash through him at the memories, he was happy to let Remus take control for once, it made a nice change and there was something wonderfully erotic about having his control ripped away from him, being tied down by the wrists with his own tie and letting Moony take him. The werewolf didn't seem to mind either, although afterwards he always got embarrassed and seemed unable to meet Sirius's eyes.

One night, as Remus was patrolling the corridors he heard someone following him, he frowned, glancing back over his shoulder and saw a figure standing in the shadow of a statue. "Moony..." Sirius muttered, stepping into the light from Remus's wand.

"What are you doing out of bed? You'll..."

"Get into trouble? Really Moony, I'd have thought that you would know me well enough by now to know that I don't care."

Remus smiled, shaking his head slightly. "I could never understand why I was made Prefect...You and James seem to get me into more trouble than most of the school put together. And also, Please stop creeping up on me, you'll give me heart failure one day."

Sirius crept closer, his feet somehow silent on the stone. Remus had never understood how Sirius had got so good at making every foot fall silent, but all his thoughts were wiped away as he was surrounded by strong arms and pushed into an alcove. Lips were crushed against his and he wrapped his arms around Sirius's shoulders as he felt his friends hand slide up his back, fingers gripping his robes as if he was afraid to let go. "Remus...Remus..." Sirius muttered as he buried his face in his neck and inhaled deeply. "You've ruined me."

"How?" Remus replied, confused by the gentleness in his tone.

"I haven't been able to touch another person since..." Sirius murmured, nipping gently at his ear. "I can't stop thinking about you..." He leaned down, kissing Remus gently, his tongue running over his lips. Remus shivered. "You've consumed me...turned me into something else. Everything...Everything I am...Everything I will be and have been...my entire existence is yours...Remus..." The soft whispers, the gentle, firm touches, everything made Remus want to throw Sirius to the floor and fuck him until he was screaming. He dragged himself closer, Sirius's hand gripping him tightly while the other was planted firmly on the wall at his back. "Fuckfuckfuck..." Sirius gasped, pushing his hips against the Werewolf's. "I need you." He gasped.

"S-Sirius..." Remus gasped. "Not here...mmm...N-Not...Oh...Merlin..." He exclaimed softly. He could see the desperation in Sirius's eyes, that molten silver devoured his senses, driving him insane. He swallowed before watching Sirius fall to his knees before him. "No...Sirius...we can't! We're in the middle of the-nnng..." Sirius's hand massaged his obvious arousal and he nearly fell to the floor as all the strength left his knees. "...S-stop..." He gasped, pushing his fingers into Sirius hair. "Not here...can't you just wait?"

Sirius grinned. "No, sorry." He leaned forward, taking Remus's fly between his teeth, his eyes flicking upwards so he gazed up at Remus through dark lashes.

"Stop looking at me like that...or I'll..."

"We can't have you coming just yet...I want to taste it." He unzipped the fly with his teeth before flicking open the button. He pressed his palms to Remus's abdomen, feeling it clench as he gazed into his lovers eyes.

"Sirius..." Remus's voice slipped out like a moan, unintentionally needy. His hands slipped into Sirius's hair and he yanked on it roughly, forcing his head closer to his erection. "Hurry..." He whispered.

Sirius wasn't one to be able to refuse such an enticing command and without further ado he pulled down Remus's trousers and pants a little way, revealing his erection. His head was forced towards it, fingers tangled in his thick hair.

Remus gasped, throwing his head back as Sirius's lips closed around him. He moved his hips, unable to stop himself, Sirius's hands were still wrapped firmly in the back of his shirt and he shoved Sirius's head lower, forcing himself deeper. He ignored the soft choking sound and sank himself into the sensations. The hall was filled with gasps, stifled groans and soft sucking noises. Remus could hardly hold himself up, his knees shook violently as his hips moved faster, Sirius obviously making an effort not to choke. "Siriussss..." He hissed. "More...n-need...oh god...I-I think I'm...nnnn..." his eyes fell closed, the warmth, the heat, the amazingly talented tongue...everything combined to make Remus bite down hard on his own lip to stop any noise from escaping and it was so good it almost hurt...

Sirius felt the slightly salty liquid hit his tongue and couldn't stop the groan, he swallowed what he could before feeling his head being yanked backwards, he winced as some hit his face. He found himself gazing up into dark eyes, Remus's pupils devoured the irises. Remus dragged him to his feet, grabbing handfuls of his shirt and yanking it from his trousers, his lips crashed against Sirius's and he could taste himself on his tongue. "Fuck..." he groaned heavily, his breathing catching in his throat. "Sirius...we shouldn't be doing this..." But even as he voiced his denials his hand had already closed around Sirius's aching arousal. Fingers clenched into his shoulders, and Remus watched intently as Sirius's eyes turned black.

"Remus...fuck me...please..." He gasped, desperation evident in his voice. "I need to...I need it..."

With a low growl Remus yanked down Sirius's trousers, pushing him against the wall, kissing him sloppily as he felt his own erection return with a vengeance. His teeth sank into Sirius's shoulder and he felt him shaking, his own body was nothing but heat and pleasure as he turned Sirius around, pressing himself into his body.

"Fuck!" Sirius swore, his fingers grasping desperately at the stone. "N-Not...so slow...faster...Moony...Please..."

Remus had a brief moment to realise that only he could make Sirius beg, only he could make him throw away his pride in moments of heated lust and violence, and it turned him on more than anything else could have. The wolf was always so close to the surface in these moments, he was little more than a beast wearing the form of a human being. His blood boiled as he pushed Sirius's shirt up his back, leaving deep scratches behind, claiming him. Telling any others that Sirius was his! He hissed softly into Sirius's ear, a mantra of possession: "Mine...mine..."

It wasn't long before Sirius's whole body went rigid. He trembled and Remus clamped his hand down on his mouth as he felt him tense around him, forcing him roughly over the edge so he had to bite down hard into Sirius's shoulder to stop his own cries from leaving his lips.

Sirius walked down the corridor, James hanging off of him and laughing. Remus walked behind them with Peter looking tired, dark circles hung beneath his listless eyes and he was having great difficulty focussing on anything. It was lunch time and they turned a corner to see a boy stood by the Great Hall. Sirius froze, his eyes glinting maliciously. "Well, well...what do we have here?" He said loudly, gaining the attention of everyone in the vicinity. People began glancing nervously from the Slytherin boy to Sirius and James and back again. James leaned on Sirius's shoulder, his fingers clasped around his wand and a slightly sadistic smile on his lips.

Remus sighed and glanced at Peter who looked on the verge of wetting his pants with excitement as he eyed James. "You two, please..." Remus said, his voice coming out sounding tired and irritable. "Just leave him alone...he's just standing there."

"Yeah, standing there and cluttering up the Hall." Sirius said, his voice low, almost a growl. "Look at him! It's unsightly." His tone was arrogant, his eyes glittering viciously as he smiled.

"I agree...we can't have freaks scaring the first years this early in the afternoon." James agreed. "Oi! Snivellus! Give us a smile, you're freaking the little ones out."

"Fuck off, Potter." Snape hissed, turning around.

"Oooh, not very friendly. There he was, giving you advice and you turn your back on him! That is simply rude, didn't your whore of a mother teach you manners?" Sirius said softly, watching the boy spin around, his face flushed and blotchy with fury.

"You shut up about my mother, Black!"

Sirius laughed, throwing his head back. "Yeah...I would if I didn't know that your mother is the fucking city bike! Apparently she's so poor she has to sell herself for a couple of Sickles!"

The curse rebounded from James's wand, hitting the wall. James grinned. "Now, now, calm down. We wouldn't want anyone getting hurt now would we?"

"James, Sirius...please...this is stupid! He hasn't done anything." Remus said, walking forward.

"I don't need any help form filthy half-breeds!" Snape spat. "You think you're so clever! Sneaking around, thinking no one would work it out! Well, you're a fool!"

"Shut your filthy mouth!" Sirius said suddenly, his face full of sudden, uncontrollable rage. "You don't even know what you're talking about! Take it back!"

Snape sneered. "No. You started this...And don't think I'm blind, Black...I know what you get up to with the Half-breed...like filthy fucking animals the both of yo-..." He fell backwards, an odd, strangled squawk leaving his lips as he collapsed in a heap.

"Sirius!" Remus grabbed his arm. "Stop it!" He managed to pull Sirius's wand from his fingers and step back.

"Give it back!" Sirius snarled furiously, his silver eyes glittering dangerously. "Give it back so I can curse his mouth shut for good! Moony..."

"No! I'm not going to watch you hurt him, not because of something so stupid." Remus pocketed the wand and turned away, walking towards the Hall. Sirius hissed air through his teeth and followed.

"Remus...give me my wand!" He snapped.

"No."

"Give..." Sirius didn't finish as Remus collapsed suddenly, crumpling to the floor with a soft gasp. There was a flash and a scream, James stood there, wand in hand and pointed at Snape who writhed on the floor, trying to stand up.

"Don't...don't you fucking dare hurt my friends you useless bastard!" James hissed, kicking Snape in the side. "How dare you point your wand at someone's back! You useless coward!"

Sirius helped Remus to his feet, he had a small cut on his neck that bled sluggishly. "Are you alright?" Sirius asked softly, worry tinting his eyes.

"I'm fine...it was nothing. James, stop it!" He said weakly. "I'm still alive..."

James looked up and nodded stiffly. "Touch my friends again and you'll regret it." He hissed as he passed the crumpled form of Snape.

Sirius paused as his friends trooped past him and into the Hall. He watched as Snape climbed to his feet and he felt the beginnings of an idea...a wonderful, totally brilliant idea that would be the perfect revenge for hurting his lover. He moved quickly, not wanting his friends to hear this and he dragged Snape up by the scruff of his robes, pulling him into the entrance to dungeons. He slammed him roughly against the wall and gazed into those scared black eyes. "You want to know what we get up to?" He asked slowly. Snape said nothing. "Well, tonight, go to the Whomping willow...use a stick to press the knot and it'll stop the branches...be quick because there are dangerous things in the woods at night, Snivellus." He whispered it, his eyes glued to Snape's and the other boy seemed enchanted, not even blinking as the tension swirled around them. "If you want to know what we do, follow those instructions..." He stepped back and dropped Snape, wiping his hands on his robes with a disgusted face. "Oh and take a bath, you stink." He turned on his heels and couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face.

That night Remus felt a difference in the air. There was something wrong with Sirius who was fidgety, his eyes gleaming with some insane emotion as he kept licking his lips and glancing out the window. Finally Remus went down to the Shrieking shack with Madam Pomfrey and as he left his friends outside the common room he saw Sirius looking excited, an odd energy swirling around him as his eyes darted around nervously.

That night the moon rose bloody in the night sky, a great bulbous crimson stain on pitch black. Sirius gazed up at it, the wind whipping his hair around his face, ignoring his friends mutters. He was hypnotised by it as he swayed slightly on his feet. Then someone nudged him in the back. "Get in there Pads, bring him out." James's voice hissed in his ear.

Sirius's smile was disturbing, and he nodded, changing into a dog and diving down the hole.

James stood, waiting for the dog and wolf to emerge. He was beneath the invisibility cloak so that the dark figure making its way down across the grounds didn't see him. James froze, his eyes wide as he watched Snape making his way towards the tree, James was certain he wouldn't go near it, not when he didn't know how to...it seemed he did know how to stop the trees dangerous branches. His eyes widened as Snape charmed a stick to fly at the knot stilling the trees. There was a tense moment of silence when he heard growls and yips from within the tunnel, Snape bent down, moving cautiously to the entrance to the passage way and James had time to see glowing eyes from within before he moved...

With the speed of his Quidditch training he grabbed Snape by the robes and hauled him bodily backwards. The wolf, a mass of snarling teeth and fur and glowing eyes leapt from the tunnel. It landed on James who had pushed Snape out of the way, he found himself gazing up into the eyes of the Wolf and was swamped by their glowing amber. Suddenly something black smashed into the side of the wolf, there were growls, yelps, snarls and flying fur as James climbed shakily to his feet.

It was the most horrendous thing he had ever seen, the dog and wolf fought with every ounce of their strength. The dog was making an obvious effort to guide the wolf back towards the tunnel entrance. James swallowed as he watched Sirius be smacked out of the way, he screamed and hit the tree with a nasty sounding crunch. The agony drove him out of his transformation and he lay still. James turned and saw Snape gaping at the wolf, seemingly unaware of anything else. The wolf growled and tensed, ready to pounce. James acted without conscious thought, once again grabbing Snape and yanking him to the floor, covering him with his own body.

The night was filled with a long, drawn out howl and a sudden, violent scream. James lifted his head to once again see the wolf fighting furiously with Sirius. Their battle escalated and James looked down at the body beneath him, Snape had passed out. He was on his feet in a second, running for all he was worth, he changed mid-run.

The stag charged, head down as it's antlers crashed into the side of the wolf as it pinned a whimpering dog to the ground by his throat. With the force of a train the Stag collided with the wolf, and stood, sides heaving and its head low as the Wolf prowled. Sirius climbed to his feet slowly, soft whimpers and pants escaping him, he suddenly turned tail, the wolf watching intently as he fled for the forest. A sudden howl rent the air coming from Sirius as he disappeared into the dark woods. The wolf paused for a split second before giving chase.

Sirius ran until he couldn't run anymore. He finally collapsed beneath a tree, losing control of his transformation and almost screaming in agony as his wounds burned. He clutched at his side, hissing air through his teeth and hearing the sound of feet padding across leaves. He closed his eyes as he felt hot breath on his face, slowly he opened them again and found himself gazing into amber. "I'm sorry..." he croaked. The wolf howled again, the noise splitting the air and making Sirius flinch. Then it growled at him opening those jaws, he had never seen so many teeth...

"Sir, please...It wasn't his fault!"

"I understand that James, however, the situation is very grave and I must speak with him."

Sirius heard the voices as if through a mist, it was oddly distorted and slowly he opened his eyes gazing up at the ceiling. It appeared he was lying in the hospital wing. He heard people in the bed next to him and turned his head slightly, he could see Dumbledore stood at the bottom of the bed looking stern.

"P-Professor...Please...I-I don't know what happened! I-I just woke up...in the woods and...and Sirius was with me and he w-was a m-mess...I-I don't know what happened..." Remus's voice was higher than it should have been, he was terrified. Bandages covered his arms and chest but he seemed unaware of his own injuries. His voice shook as badly as his hands as he leaned closer to Dumbledore begging him with his eyes. "Please...tell me I didn't...tell me he's ok!"

Sirius could hear the tears in his voice and heard James whispering something, Remus froze, his eyes moving to Sirius's bed. Their eyes locked. Something inside Sirius seemed to twist viciously and he had to swallow hard to stop himself from throwing up.

"It seems that Sirius is...most strangely, unharmed in any serious way, Remus." Dumbledore said calmly. "When we looked him over there were no bite wounds that we could see, only scratches. It seems as if you subconsciously recognised your friend."

"Friend?" James spat suddenly. "Friends don't betray each other." His hazel eyes lifted to Sirius's briefly and Sirius felt his world shatter, his heart froze in his chest and he felt cold...so desperately cold.

Remus simply sat there, eyes full of hurt. Sirius sat up slowly, ignoring the pain of his wounds and he hung his head. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Yeah, because that makes everything better!" James hissed, Sirius heard his sharp footsteps and had time to look up before a fist hit him in the jaw. He fell out of bed and onto the floor, clutching at his face, blood filled his mouth and he groaned. "Sorry is not fucking good enough! You could have..."

"James, please." Remus whispered. "That's enough."

"Yeah, you're right, Moony...he's not fucking worth it."

Sirius lay there on the cold floor, hiding his face as he curled up into a ball on his side. He felt empty inside, as if his organs had been Vanished. Hands grasped his arm and he was pulled to his feet, he swayed slightly, dizziness threatening to make everything go black and by Merlin did he want to just pass out...unconsciousness sounded much more preferable to having to watch his friends look at him with the same hatred his own parents had. He was pushed into the bed and simply sat there, staring at nothing, someone was dabbing at his split lip but he didn't care. The pain was just a slightly annoying buzz through his veins as the great weight of his actions crushed him. The sadness in Remus's eyes, the fury and hatred in James's...his chest tightened and he wanted to die.

"Sirius, I assume you understand the severity of your actions?"

Dumbledore was talking to him, but he couldn't answer. He would only stare vacantly into space.

Madam Pomfrey kept him in for observation, just in case the wolf had bitten him and he would show signs of Lycanthropy, which he knew he wouldn't...he was certain that only Humans contracted it and when the wolf had bitten him he had been a dog. However, due the nature of the beast, the massive claw marks on his thighs would never fully fade, they would be a permanent reminder of his betrayal.

Remus stayed in the Hospital Wing for a few days after but he didn't speak, even when they were alone, they simply sat in silence. Sirius's heart couldn't take much more and he found himself withdrawing from everything, hiding from people by sinking into his own head. Anything was preferable to the cold, terrifying silences and the freezing wall that had been erected between them.

It was horrible. When he was released from the Hospital Wing he ended up standing in the hall for a long time, simply gazing at the stair case which seemed to have taken on a life of its own, like a sleeping Giant ready to wake and crush Sirius beneath its stone fist. He didn't have the courage to face them...he couldn't...but he had nowhere else to go. Each step was like walking to his own death, which he decided would be preferable to this agonising pain he was having to endure. He couldn't understand it, a massive weight was threatening to force him to the floor and as he reached the last stair case before reaching the Portrait he finally collapsed. He fell to his knees shaking slightly as he gazed up the stairs dreading having to speak the password and enter the common room. Fear gripped him until he wanted to turn tail and run, but he couldn't...he deserved it. He deserved their hatred, their looks, their punches...he deserved every nasty comment, every mutter of Traitor, every ounce of pain they could bring down upon him he deserved it all. And so, he stood, straightening his back ready to face his punishment. When he reached the portrait the Fat Lady gazed down at him. "S-Salamander..." he muttered and the Fat Lady swung open with a small shake of her head. He crawled into the Common room and his eyes scanned the room, people sat around doing homework, talking and doing any other perfectly normal activity. Sirius felt as if he was in a bubble, a poisonous, evil bubble that if anyone else spent more than five seconds in his company, they would be tainted too. So, he lowered his head and slunk off to the dormitories.

He slipped in through the door and heard someone clear their throat, he looked up through his hair and saw James leaning against the post of his bed, Remus lay on his own, curled up in tight ball and not speaking. Peter simply glanced at Sirius before looking down at an interesting hole in his bed spread. Sirius took a deep breath and straightened himself out, his eyes meeting James's.

The silence in the room was oppressive. "So, you gunna tell me why you acted like the fucking Slytherin you were so obviously meant to be?"

Sirius flinched violently and took a step back from the vehemence in James's voice. "I...I have no idea." He whispered. "I'm sorry..."

James made a derisive noise. "You make me sick, you know that?" He said, looking at Sirius with a hatred he was used to.

Sirius's hands shook by his sides. "I'm sorry." He said again, he couldn't say anything else.

"I just wish we could get you re-sorted because sharing a Dorm with you for the next year and a half is going to really test my patience." He pushed himself away from the bed post and walked towards Sirius, who backed off until his back hit the wall. James slammed his fist into the wall beside Sirius's head and he flinched again. "I want nothing to do with filthy Traitors." He hissed.

Sirius hung his head, nodding.

"Say something! For fucks sake! You are such a fucking coward!"

"I-I...I'm sorry...James...I..."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your excuses...I wanted you to know just what you have done to Moony, he hasn't said a fucking word since it happened. It's not me you should be apologising to, It's him...and it's also up to him if he forgives you or not...but I told him he shouldn't. Obviously I was wrong about you...You're just like them...you're just like your family." James frowned furiously. "Look at me!" he snapped and Sirius lifted his head, gazing unwillingly into those hate filled eyes. He felt something shatter inside him, like a mirror and he reeled, leaning heavily against the wall and gasping in deep breaths of air.

"Please...I-I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." he whispered.

"I should hit you again." James replied coldly. "But Moony reckons you've had enough." He stepped back. "Don't talk to me..." He turned his back and Sirius slipped down the wall. "Ever."
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