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Someone Like You, Someone Like Me...	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4900 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Someone Like You, Someone Like Me...

AN: After a horrific accident in the forbidden Forest Sirius Black is left scarred in more ways than one and his best friend is soon to discover what happens beneath a rare and beautiful Blue Moon... (AU.SB/JP and SB/RL.) Ok, a few warnings, the Beastiality in this is pretty mild and only happens once, I’m not really into that but it needed to put in for the story, the rape is actually the beastiality...I put rapefic just in case because I have no idea if animals can rape people. O.o lol. Lastly, I am unsure to continue this into a full blown story or leave it as a oneshot so any reviews on how you reckon its going would be wonderful. :) Thank you for reading.

It all happened one early summer day in the year of 1977. It was night time, the full moon hung above the forest a huge orb the colour of frozen sky. It was surrounded by rings of fiery blue, as cold as November snow. The Forbidden Forest was alive with sounds, sounds that froze the blood.

Animalistic screams echoed through the grounds, the sounds of two dogs fighting to the death.

Inside the forest, in a small clearing of trees a massive, hulking wolf circled its prey its amber eyes narrowed and its lips peeled back from its huge white teeth. It’s prey was a dog, only a little smaller than the wolf with bristling black fur, its ears were plastered to its head and it too had a vicious snarl on its face. Blood dripped from its muzzle, it was limping as it circled with the wolf, an eternal dance of death.

The scent of blood made the giant stag dance, its antlers picked out in shadows and blue moonlight, he was confused as to what was happening, it had all been too fast. The rat was long gone, buried somewhere in a pile of leaves but as much as the stag wished to join him, he couldn’t leave the two canines. Blood had been tasted, and soon something had to give. He eyed both beasts carefully, trying to decide what to do, if he split them up he could end up getting hurt too or perhaps even killed, it wouldn’t take much for those jaws to open his throat. He shifted again uneasily and that seemed to signal something, the wolf made a furious snarling noise and leapt. The dog yelped loudly as it was bowled off its feet and hit a tree, he lay still quivering desperately and whining as the wolf backed away again, blood dripping from its teeth. It growled furiously as the dog began to rise once again. The stag snorted, its ears twitched as he moved forward a few paces before stopping, the dog flew at the wolf and they met in a vicious clash of tooth and claw. The dog was injured badly. Blood spattered the clearing, dark patches of eternal night beneath the blue moon. The stag quivered, his skin crawling as it tossed it’s head and bellowed loudly enough to startle birds and send them flying into the air screeching furiously.

The wolf’s ears twitched but it made no other sign it had noticed, it was intent upon subduing its prey. It used its bigger body mass to force the dog beneath it, its jaws clamped on the scruff on the back of its neck, the dog panted and whined and struggled but to no avail, he was weakened by his injuries. As the dog began to relax beneath him the wolf howled his victory to the moon, the dog quivered violently, his fur bristling.

The stag watched from the shadows, pacing back and forth, his head tossing as he tried to work out what to do, in all the years he had been with the wolf he had never seen it acting so oddly. The wolf had never once attacked any of them so violently, and now the stag was stuck. He had no wish to hurt either of his dearest friends but he knew he had to break the fight up somehow, his ears twitched and he lowered his magnificent head...

Then something terrible happened. The dog gave a long, drawn out whine that seemed to reverberate and suddenly it turned into the scream of a human. Prongs lifted his head and bellowed in panic and terror as agony of his wounds drove Sirius from his transformation. The wolf was shocked and he almost backed off, he was still pinning the dog down but now...now he wasn’t a dog. His ears flattened. He knew that scent. He knew the feel of the furless skin. He growled and felt the body beneath his trembling, he could smell the terror. It was thick and made him salivate, his tongue lolled between his huge teeth as he howled again.

Drowned out by the wolf’s song was a tiny voice; “No...Remus...”

The stag was too slow, the shock of seeing his friend return to human form was too much but before he could lower his head he saw the wolf’s jaws open. The scent of human blood filled the clearing and a scream of agony rent the air. Sirius was trapped beneath the massive wolf, its jaws locked firmly in his shoulder, teeth grinding against his bones as he grasped uselessly at the ground. His scream petered off into soft, childish whimpers. The wolf liked it when the Human went limp, he released him from his jaws, suppressing the urge to rip at the tasty flesh. He began sniffing at his prize, enjoying the vibrations of terror and agony ripping through the small form. Sirius lay with his face in the dirt and his mind a buzz of pain, thought was incoherent and he could hardly move. He had a broken wrist, he was covered in his and the wolf’s blood and his clothes had been torn to shreds beneath the huge talons of his attacker. He moaned softly.

The stag watched in muted horror as the wolf began sniffing the human beneath him, he licked at the wound he’d made and made his prey cry out again. Sirius lifted himself onto all fours shakily and began trying to shuffle away, wasn’t it enough that he’d been ripped and torn at? Wasn’t it enough that he’d been attacked for no reason? Slowly he tried to escape the wolf then felt those huge teeth tearing at his clothing, he jerked away sending agony rip through his body. Somehow he managed not to collapse again and continued trying to crawl, his teeth gritted against the pain and his wounded wrist held close to his chest. He whined in a very dog-like fashion before feeling the air hit his naked flesh, his eyes widened in surprise.

The stag bellowed again and once again lowered his head, he pawed the ground nervously before breaking into a run. He had to get help, and because of the rats terror he had to leave his friend to get it.

Hot breath tickled the back of Sirius’ neck, pain was all he could feel. He could taste it. He could see it. His body was wracked by shivers as pain and cold and heat alternated through his battered nerves. He moaned again feeling claws tighten on his sides, he tried to get free but felt teeth break the skin on the back of his neck. His scream was lost in the night...

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Remus woke with a groan, he rolled over and felt something warm at his side. Inhaling sleepily without opening his eyes he smiled to himself and wrapped his arm possessively around what something in his mind told him was his. The scent filled him with a violent need, an urge to protect to mate...

His eyes opened. They were wide and the colour of melted toffee but slowly they began turning darker and darker as his human side took control. He realised belatedly that he had an erection, frowning he sat up and cried out as pain ignited his body. He trembled violently for a moment before it had subsided enough for him to begin checking himself over for wounds. He was covered in blood, blood that he knew wasn’t entirely his own. He frowned as the scent returned to him and he turned his head to see...

“Sirius!” He gasped in shock as he saw his friend lying spread-eagled on the ground. His clothes were barely there, his trousers little more than rags that hung from his belt. He was almost completely naked. Remus let his eyes travel his friend’s body and saw wounds covering his pale skin, he grimaced. He must have attacked Sirius while he had been in dog form, he knew he couldn’t turn his friends while they were in the form of an animal but he still felt enough grief over hurting them that tears filled his eyes. “Sirius...Padfoot...” He began shaking Sirius awake.

“Nnng...ugh...” Sirius came around slowly, his mind blurred and sluggish as he opened his eyes and looked at his friend. He managed a weak smile. “’Lo...” He croaked. He was shaking and pale, his eyes much too dark.

Remus frowned. “A-Are you...are you alright?” He asked slowly.

Sirius tried to move but pain made him stop quickly, his vision went grey and he uttered a pained grunt. “...Hurts...” He gasped, clutching a horrible burning patch in his shoulder and neck. It was as if there was acid in his veins instead of blood, he could almost feel it working its way into him, like a worm in a rotting apple. “...R-Remus...” He gasped, gripping his friends arm tightly, his eyes wide.

Remus stared at him, his mouth hanging open slightly as he reached out and removed his hand from the wound in his shoulder. A perfect set off teeth marks. Remus felt bile rise in his throat. His eyes were huge in his white face, he felt terror block out Sirius’ agonised moans. “No...” He breathed.

“No! Sirius! No!” Remus grabbed his best friends shoulders and began shaking him, unable to help the blinding panic that settled across his vision, he couldn’t see anything but those silver eyes glazed over in pain. He couldn’t hear anything except Sirius’ screams of agony. He never even realised anyone else was in the clearing until strong, rough hands grabbed him and yanked him away, he struggled violently, screaming for Sirius but those hands held him still. Tears blurred his vision and he howled his grief at the sky.

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“We had to knock him out, Dumbledore...he was mad. He was beyond reason and he hurt Mr. Potter who tried to restrain him.”

“I understand Poppy...” Dumbledore gazed down at the only two occupied beds in the ward, his blue eyes glittering sadly behind his half moon spectacles. “Where is Mr. Potter?”

Poppy moved to a chair where James was sitting gazing at his best friends with blank eyes, around his wrist was a white bandage where Remus had scratched him. He had refused to have it healed, asking Pomfrey to concentrate all her efforts on his friends instead.

“James?” Dumbledore said softly as he sat down in an unoccupied seat and looked at the sixteen year old.

James turned his eyes to him. “Are they...are they going to be ok?” He asked in a rough voice.

“Remus is grief stricken, he will sleep for a while but other than that he has suffered no lasting damage...” Dumbledore trailed off.

“A-And...And Sirius...?” James whispered, his face white as a sheet and his eyes as dark as tree bark.

“I am afraid that he was bitten numerous times...” Dumbledore said slowly. “These wounds will not heal using any form of magic, they are...cursed wounds.”

James made an odd choking noise in his throat and covered his face with his hands. His shoulders shook violently. “I-I...It’s my fault...I...I could have...s-stopped it...I should have...but I didn’t know! I didn’t know if I-I would h-hurt them o-or something...I-I’m sorry...I’m sorry...Sirius...”

“I must ask you James, what on earth were you doing out in the forest with a werewolf? How long have you been doing it and how have you managed to avoid, until now, being bitten?”

James looked up at his headmaster. “We’re...we’re unregistered Animagus.” He breathed softly.

Dumbledore stared at him for a long moment until he shook his head slightly. “That is an impressive feat but what you have done is dangerous, not only that but it is highly illegal.”

“I know...but we had to help Remus. We had to find some way to ease the transformation...and it did! It worked until...until last night...when he...” James’ face crumpled as Sirius’ screams echoed in his head. “I was worse than useless...”

“If you had gotten involved you would have either been hurt yourself or you would have hurt your friends, you could only do what you did and come to get us.” Dumbledore put a hand on his arm. “Come now, let them rest.”

“Sir...what...what happened? I mean, he was fine until suddenly he turned on Sirius...they fought and there w-was blood everywhere...but Remus has never once tried to kill us before...”

Dumbledore frowned and looked at Sirius for a long time, Pomfrey stood behind him and blushed slightly. “There is a time when a Werewolf is at its most ferocious. This is the night during a blue moon...”

James’ eyes widened. “We never read anything about that...”

“No, it is a little known secret. During a blue moon a werewolf is forced to find a mate...” He sighed and saw James’ eyes widen in horror. “I must ask you if you witnessed Sirius and the wolf bonding?”

“B-Bonding?” James whispered, unable to get the words out of his throat properly.

“Mating. Has the werewolf consummated his pact with Sirius? The ritual is simple, the werewolf will fight with his chosen mate, if the mate submits in any way then the wolf will bond with them by biting and leaving his mark on the flesh of his chosen mate and then...he will seal it by making a claim upon his body.”

James’ breathing caught in his throat as he remembered the wolf tearing at the obstacle of Sirius’ trousers. He swallowed and grimaced. “I-I...I don’t know...I was panicking and I...I just thought he was trying to kill Sirius so I...I ran to get help...I didn’t know what else to do!” He looked at his unconscious friend, a deep grief in his eyes. He remembered when Sirius had first confessed it to him, he remembered the feeling of warmth spreading through his body and making his heart pound in his chest. He remembered those soft lips against his own, their tongues tangling and their breathing becoming heavy. He too had already claimed Sirius, in the dorm bed, in the bathroom, a cupboard...anywhere he could get him alone. He bit down hard on his bottom lip and turned to Dumbledore. “What does this mean if...if the wolf’s m-mate already has a mate?”

Dumbledore’s eyes softened. “I am sorry James, unless you wish to drive your friend mad with a jealousy that isn’t his then you are better to remove yourself from having a relationship with Sirius. We will look for a way to break this bond but please understand that there may be nothing we can do.”

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When Sirius opened his eyes he was gazing up at the white ceiling of the hospital wing, he blinked slowly as the events of the previous night came to haunt him. He remembered that terrible burning sensation in his gut, the feeling of being violated by something that wasn’t human. Sickness filled him and he grimaced, he lifted his hands and covered his face. He could still feel the wolf’s teeth at his neck, biting, not hard enough to kill but hard enough to draw blood. He remembered the feeling as if something foreign was invading his body, changing it and making him into something...he choked and rolled onto his side, curling into a ball and closing his eyes tightly.

With his eyes closed his sense of smell was heightened. He shifted and half opened his eyes as he breathed deeply, he could smell Remus. He smelt of the forest, of soap and animal. Slowly he sat up, his eyes dark beneath his lashes as his eyes landed on Remus who appeared to be sleeping. Sirius watched him for a long time, a rush of confusing feelings filled him until he thought he would explode. He loved James. James was his everything, he was his best friend, his other half his whole reason for living...but now, now he could feel something stir within him when he looked at Remus. An animalistic desire that flooded his veins and made him bite down on a moan, he felt fire fill him and closed his eyes tightly. He filled himself with thoughts of James, of his eyes, his lips, his hands but it was useless. Something made him get out of bed and move to his friends, he climbed onto it and hung over Remus who opened his eyes and lifted his hand to touch his face. Sirius bent his head and buried his face in Remus’ throat, he inhaled deeply and one thought flitted across his mind; Mate. He shuddered and let out a dry sob. Remus’ hand slid into his hair and he lifted his head so their eyes could meet. He looked sad. Intolerably sad. “I’m sorry.” He whispered.

Sirius nodded and closed his eyes, his hair tickled Remus’ face. “I love James...”

Remus tensed beneath him, his hand shook as it held his hair in his fist. “Don’t...”

Sirius opened his eyes. “Nothing will change that.”

“I...Sirius...don’t say anything...please...”

Sirius ran his tongue up Remus’ neck, tasting him and moaning softly. He nuzzled at his friends hair gently. “Why did you do it? Why me?”

“I...I’m not sure...I can’t really remember it. I only know that when I saw you last night all I could think about was that I wanted you. I wanted to claim you for myself, I wanted to own you.”

Sirius sighed and pressed his forehead to Remus’ chest. “And you did...didn’t you?”

Remus nodded, guilt filling him with lead. “I’m sorry...”

“It’s not your fault...you couldn’t help it...So...what now? What do we do now?”

“Now? Now we stay together...we have no choice...I...I turned you. Sirius...I bit you in human form...Y-You’re...you’re like me...”

Sirius gazed at him from blank eyes as dark as tarnished silver. He nodded and fell forward, covering Remus with his body and burying his face in his neck. “At least...at least now y-you won’t be alone...”

Remus felt a jolt of joy at that, but forced it away, it was a selfish feeling. He hated that he had turned his best friend into something like him. “We’re...monsters now...”

“Yeah...I guess so...”

“D-Do you know what this means, Siri? Do you really understand what I’ve done?” Remus whispered softly, reluctantly enjoying the warmth and closeness of his bonded mate.

Sirius shivered but said nothing.

“It means that you and James...you and James can’t...not anymore...I-I’ve ruined it. I’ve destroyed you both...”

Sirius lifted his head, Remus could see the pain there, he had known what it would mean. “And...and a part of me will always hate you for it.” He breathed and grabbed Remus’ face with one hand, he kissed him deeply. “But another wants you. The other part of me craves you Remus.” He reached down between their bodies and grasped Remus’ prominent erection, he feared suddenly that this would become an issue if they were in close proximity to each other. He moaned heavily and let his thoughts fly away from him as he grabbed Sirius roughly and rolled them both over. He pinned Sirius’ hands above his head with one hand while he yanked down his pyjama bottoms, Sirius’ face was flushed with pink. His lips parted slightly as he felt Remus’ fingers pressing against his hole. It felt right, it felt perfect but he couldn’t stop the tears flowing down his cheeks. He couldn’t stop thoughts of James Potter from entering his head and making grief tinge the pleasure. “O-Ow...Remus...You’re hurting me...”

Remus seemed not to hear him, not this soon after the full. His eyes were amber, he bared his teeth in a feral snarl and lifted Sirius’ legs up he pressed his erection against his entrance and forced himself inside, he hadn’t prepared him properly as the wolf took over his body. He wanted to mate. He needed to. He gasped and growled, his nails digging into Sirius’ skin scarring him and marking him as his own. He looked down into pain filled silver eyes, his human side screamed at him to stop, to stop hurting Sirius but he couldn’t. He had lost control.

Sirius was roughly turned onto his front as the werewolf mounted him again, his fingers dug into the bed sheets and he lowered his head onto his arms. “R-Remus...” He breathed as teeth dug into the flesh of his neck, Remus dragged his nails down his back leaving bloody lines behind. He gasped and arched into the hot body hanging over him, Remus grunted. They moved together, their flesh burning, fingers grasping, biting, panting and groaning. Sirius grabbed one of Remus’ hands and squeezed it tightly, he pushed back on instinct as pleasure overwhelmed his senses. He couldn’t think. He was nothing but a ball of exquisite pleasure and screaming agony. “Remus...Oh...fuck...don’t stop...” he gasped, staring blindly at the metal bed-stead. Remus growled at him and he felt a hand on the back of his head, his face was pushed into the pillows. Remus pushed himself as deep as he could go into Sirius’ quivering body, he had never once had sex with another man, he didn’t know what he was supposed to be doing so he was running on instinct. It felt so good he couldn’t stop and Sirius’ gasping moans drove him on.

Sirius tensed, his back arching as he threw his head back. His eyes almost glowed as claws were raked across his flesh, tearing at it. Teeth bit at his neck as Remus moved into him brutally. He shuddered. “Please...” He whispered and felt something twitch inside him, he felt Remus’ hot semen fill him and was forced brutally into his own orgasm. White filled his vision as tears fell from his eyes. He was blind, he was deaf and the only things he could feel was the heat of Remus’ body and an all consuming pleasure that made him draw blood in his lip as he stifled a scream. His body jerked as he came over the bed sheets beneath him. Finally Remus pulled out and collapsed by his side panting heavily. Sirius felt his semen trickle down his legs along with what he was sure was blood. He let his arms and leg give out as he fell at Remus’ side and allowed him to wrap him in warmth. He closed his eyes and let a desperate sob escape him. It felt so good and perfect but it was so wrong.

James watched his friends collapse back onto the bed, his eyes were dark and filled with jealousy, greif and an all consuming love for both his friends. He loved Sirius, he craved him like a starving man craves bread, his need for Sirius was as all consuming as his will to survive. He choked slightly as he watched his friends hold each other, Remus with his head pressed firmly between Sirius’ shoulder blades and a protective arm around his waist, Sirius with his face covered by one arm. The sheets were bloody and stained with semen. James took a shaky breath and walked away.

The hardest thing he had ever had to do was walk out of those Hospital Wing doors and see James standing before him. Sirius met his eyes and suddenly lost control, he ran to him and threw himself into his arms, all the love he felt, all that unbridled passion erupted forth and he kissed James on the lips. He felt James tense before responding slowly, his hand snaking around his back and pulling his body closer until their chests heaved against each other. James’ hand went to Sirius’ hair and he grabbed it, tugging it lightly as Sirius pushed his own fingers into James’. They stayed like that for a long time, simply revelling in their kiss until finally pulling away to breathe. Sirius sighed shakily as he closed his eyes and let James press gentle, loving kisses all over his face. “I missed you...I missed you so fucking much...” Sirius muttered, his hands shaking. “I love you Jamie...”

“I love you too Siri...but I...” He felt tears burn his eyes and lifted Sirius’ head to look into his eyes. “We can’t.” He breathed. His eyes filled with pain and he pulled away from Sirius’ embrace feeling cold and empty.

Sirius felt his heart leave him, he swallowed the painful lump in his throat. “Jamie...”

“No...No...Sirius please...! Don’t make this any harder...I-I...I can’t risk Remus’ life like this!”

Sirius fell against the wall as his strength left him, his eyes darkened until there was nothing left behind them. “I know...” He whispered and heard James turn on his heel and walk away. He closed his eyes and bowed his head to his knees, the tears came and he didn’t fight them. He let himself get swept away on a tidal wave of agony.

Remus had seen it all, he stood in the shadows by the Hospital Wing doors and hugged himself, his body shaking with the suppressed urge to rip James to shreds. He took slow, shuddering breaths as he kept his eyes locked to Sirius. They had stopped. They had broken it off. And it was his fault. All his fault. The pain this knowledge caused made his knees go weak and he sank to the floor in his little shadowy corner. He sighed and closed his own eyes. “I’m sorry...I’m so, so sorry...”
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