-----AN----- This is an edited version of the previous six chapters. If you have already read them you do notneed to read them all again sincethe changes are minor.
Ok, usual disclaimers, not that anyone really reads this or cares, but here they are. I do not own any of the copyrighted characters (duh their copyrighted) and if I did things would be way different, such as Sirius...well you know... anyhow I wrote this mainly cause I'm sick of all the Sirius/Remus...for Petes sake, Remus is a werewolf, of course he's going to be dominate... any how on with the fic. Plus this was formally known as Alfa but some ass gave me grief over it so I deleted the story and reposted it
He was the type of boy who got second looks from every girl in the school, as well as a few boys. When he entered a room, everything in said room knew that they had been blessed with his divine presence. A toss of his silky locks, that many girls would kill for, would make many blush, even some teachers. A glance out of his blue eyes were enough to make one swoon. He was the very personification of sex, lust and desire. His toned muscles rippled as he moved with the grace of a cat. Oh yes, he was by far the most desired person within these stone walls and Sirius Black was very much aware of this.
He could get anything he wanted from almost anyone at anytime. He wanted to snog all he had to do was snap his fingers and someone would come running. He wanted to shag, all he needed was to say the word and many would gladly spread their legs for him. He was one of the best students in the school and without a doubt had the most talent and the darkest side than that of the members of his group. Everyone had their place in their little group. Remus was the brains, although he was often prodded into planning something by the two more popular of the gang. James was the leader, the one who executed the pranks and the one to suffer the consequences. Peter was the informant, he knew everything that was going on in the castle better than anyone else, excluding Dumbledore. And Sirius was the little devil of the group, silently guiding the others into their scrapes, tempting all who looked at him. But this little devil had a problem.
For the boy who could have anything, the one thing he wanted seemed unattainable. For numerous reasons. Just like the reason he wanted it to begin with. Or should he say him? Yes, what Sirius Black wanted more than anything else was Remus Lupin. His second best friend, fellow Marauder and the resident werewolf. To anyone who looked at him they wouldn't think he was anything but a sickly kid, but in fact Remus was very attractive, once you got passed the peakiness that was a result of his lycanthropy. Remus had startling grey eyes in which every possible shade of grey could be found. His elfin features were emphasized by his naturally pale skin and blonde hair. Although not particularly tall nor muscular, he had a lean fit body that was of average height for a boy of just sixteen. And his long pianist fingers moved with grace and dexterity, and to a testosterone charged sixteen year old sex god, this was torture. He also had one of the most wonderful laughs that Sirius had ever heard. While his was a bark, Remus had a laugh that was soft and musical, that would send shivers down your spine. His personality, of corse, was the reason he was so close to him to begin with. Although James and Sirius were considered by each other and everyone else to be the best of friends, no one knew Sirius like Remus did. After all he had made friends with him before anyone else had, simply because Sirius had been tactless enough at eleven to not get the hint that Remus wanted solitude and drew the shy werewolf out of his reclusive shell. And last, but not least, was the fact that Remus was a werewolf. To the irresponsible, danger-seeking Black this was the ultimate temptation, for no one could offer danger like Remus could. Unfortunately this was one of the main reasons that he could never have Remus. One was that Remus feared getting close to anyone, especially if it involved intercourse for he was scared of accidently bitting them and secondly, more importantly, werewolves had one mate and one mate for life. Such intimacy would create that person as a permanent and prominent part of his pack, a part that he could never voluntarily separate from and would do anything for. As well as Sirius would never do anything to fuck up the relationship they had together, not to satiate his libido. Then there was the fact that in terms of sexuality so far it seemed that Remus was heterosexual, while Sirius was infamous for being bi (not because people looked down upon it, but because it meant he could fuck even more people). But that was minor compared to the other problems. And so Sirius resigned himself to have this one desire never fulfilled. But fate, it seems,had other intentions.
Remus moaned slightly as he stretched his arms, making his friends glance up at him. Hazel and beady eyes quickly looked back down and were absorbed in their work, but blue continues to stare at him. Remus quirked an eyebrow at the owner of said eyes, he was the only guy they knew who could arch his brow like that. Sirius sat up, clasping his hands in front of him and stretching as well, with a yawn for additional attention.
"What's up Padfoot?" James asked, glancing up momentarily from his paper before continuing. Professor Binns class was by far the most boring of them all and the papers were also the hardest. Mainly because everyone ended up falling asleep in his class.
"Bored." was the reply.
"What else is new?" asked Remus rhetorically, shaking his head ruefully.
Peter looked up, panicked. "What your already done!" He exclaimed shrilly. "Let me copy off yours." he said as he reached for Sirius' paper. Sirius grabbed the parchment just before Peters clammy hands could grasp it. He held it out of Peters reach, scowling.
"Copy off of Prongs or Moonys, but keep you paws off mine, you little cheat."
"Padfoot!"
"Sirius!"
James, now fully paying attention, and Remus looked at Sirius with disapproval in their eyes. Sirius glared back at James, who rolled his eyes in return. When Sirius was in a mood, nothing would stop him from stirring up something. Remus however continued to glare at Sirius, who dropped his gaze. He knew that Remus wasn't really mad, for when he was his eyes would take on a yellowish tinge, and if left long enough to stew, would turn completely yellow with his pupils enlarged. But in this instance Remus' eyes were normal, albeit sparking with anger, but no color change or hint of it. Peter looked between the two friends, one glaring, the other staring at the table top as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. The rat shrugged his doughy shoulders and glanced at James, pleadingly. James huffed, muttering something to the effect of "Wish they would just have a dogfight and get it over with" as he slid the first piece of parchment over to Peter, who grasped it as if he was the Pope getting his hands on the Grail. Soon all that could be heard was the scratching of quills as Peter and James continued their essays. Remus and Sirius, however, continued their silent battle. Sirius was privately enjoying this, for not only was is fun to bait Remus (as long as you didn't get him too mad) but all of his attention was now focused entirely on Sirius, his paper that he was proof reading now lay forgotten.
"Sirius.." Remus trailed off, mentally urging Sirius to look at him. He knew that some sadistic part of Sirius was enjoying this, but he couldn't just forget about it. He hated it when Sirius made jabs at Peter, for he knew that if the school was aware of his curse he would be the one people made jabs at.
"Sirius!" came a high pitched squeal from the other side of the room. Sirius' head bolted up and he looked at Remus with pleading in his eyes. Charlotte was the most thick-headed, persistent girl on the face of the planet who had been chasing after the elusive Sirius ever since she laid eyes on him, six years ago in Diagon Alley. And for someone like Sirius, when someone chased after them this much, any appeal they might have had goes down the porcelain pee-hole. Just to get her off his case for this year (and for the rest of the duration of his educations here, but he mustn't get his hopes up) he had begged first James and then Remus if he could pretend to be "involved" with them. James had said no because he didn't want the girl of his dreams, Lilly Evens, to get the wrong impression. Remus never gave a definitives answer, thus why Sirius was now looking at him in such a manner. He didn't even bother with Peter, for he would have said no, and it was too far of a stretch of the imagination for them two to be involved. The reason he had begged this of his pals was because if he was with a girl that would not deter her in the least, she would just elbow her way in, which she had done on countless dates, but if he was with a guy she would go sulk in her room for the remainder of the day. Remus merely rolled his eyes and gave a slight inclination of his head to show that Sirius could use him as a decoy. Sirius quickly scooted over so right next to Remus and placed and arm around him. For Sirius nothing could be greater, for after all, this killed two birds with one stone. He got to get rid of her for the rest of the day and he got to flirt shamelessly with Remus.
"Sirius sweety," he cringed, "What ya doing?" She batted her eyes in what she mistakenly thought was a flirtatious manner, when it simply looked as if she had something in her eye.
Sirius places a hand casually on Remus' upper thigh and said with a tilt of his head and a raise of an eyebrow "I'm busy." stressing the last word.
Charlotte laughed shrilly, "Oh don't be silly, you can't fool me! You two are just friends, anyone knows that!" Both Remus and Sirius mentally cursed as Peter and James looked up, wondering what was their friends next move. Remus realized that nothing else would get done, be it schoolwork or plotting the next escapade or prank, if they could not shake off Sirius' annoying shadow. Usually they were pretty good at avoiding her but not only were they cornered in the common room, but this year it appeared she had decided to become even more aggressive, if that was possible. Remus knew he would have to take the initiative, for not even Sirius would make such a move if he doubted whether Remus wanted it or not.
Truth be told Remus did want it, very much so. He had known he was gay even at the age of ten and a half. He never talked about his sexuality because to him it was a mute point, for once he found out about the life-mate thing, he knew he would never want someone with that much power over him, or who would stay with him out of pity. And fortunately for him he had fallen for his best friend. This meant he could be near, touch and fool around with (not sexually though) him at any point and no one would think twice. So perhaps this wasn't going to be that bad, after all he was fulfilling a fantasy that he had since their third year. So he leaned over, whispered something unintelligible into Sirius' ear and claimed his lips with his own.
Yay, part one done... don't know how long this will be... just as a warning this will have some serious lemon later on, so don't be surprised (although i plan on doing a lot of plot development before then...so sorry but they don't just get to have a good shag...i make them suffer first). And obviously Charlotte is NOT a Mary Sue. Please review cause I like to know that people are reading this, otherwise why am I bothering to post it?