AN: Harry potter is not mine. This is my First slash story lol. Story is major OT and no amount of flaming can correct that. Sorry to say, its too far gone.
Really short chapter, but I just need to get the introduction and the next few will be longer.
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Chapter 1
A livid Sirius Black marched back towards the Gryffindor common room, dragging his confused werewolf friend and soon-to-be-life-mate with him.
How dare Lucius Malfoy undress his Remus with his filthy, Slytherin-tainted eyes? Hadn't he made it clear that he had dibs on Remus the moment that he had stepped into Hogwarts when they were 11? He'd thought he'd been upfront about it to everybody and yet people still had the nerve to make moves on his werewolf.
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START FLASHBACK/
"I'd like to make an announcement, far more important than the sorting that had transpired today!" Sirius Black announced, a muggle loudspeaker in his hands. He ignored the groans that followed.
True, Dumbledore had already dismissed them and had taken the recently dubbed love-of-his-life Remus Lupin on matters that he did not know yet, but if there was one thing that he learned from the prestigious Black family, was that important things were not to be delayed and this, to him, was so far the most important moment of his life.
He gave the future infamous Sirius Black glare to his fellow students, and a whole lot of the student body shrunk in their seats. There were, of course, other exceptions, but no matter, he still had 7 years of schooling to show that his glare was not to be taken lightly.
"Oh get on with it Sirius!" His new found friend James scolded. "I wanna see the common room!"
"Fine. I'll keep it simple. I've created my own Hogwarts Decree!" At the confused stares, Sirius continued. "Of course, since I have only decided on this about an hour ago, I haven't yet completed the whole decree but the gist of it is that Remus Lupin is mine and he is not to be to looked or touched at without my written permission!"
"Who's Remus Lupin?" One of the older years asked.
To the question, Sirius Black reached into his bag and began distributing several pictures of a sleeping Remus Lupin to the students. "That is Remus Lupin. He was the boy who left with Dumbledore a few moments ago."
There were several groans of protests, which Sirius had already anticipated. It was obvious that he wasn't the only one who noticed the cute little werewolf (Of course, he didn't know about the werewolf part yet) on the train.
"Aw, come on, Black!" Another one of the students, a Ravenclaw, protested. "You can't expect us not to at least look! He's too cute not to be looked at."
Sirius contemplated this for a moment, before wavering. The student was right, looking can not be prevented.
"Fine. Looking at Remus is okay." He concluded. "But if it lasts for more than 30 seconds, then it is staring and it will be against the decree!"
Somewhere in the Headmaster's office, Remus Lupin was oblivious to all that had transpired.
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"Aww, Sirius my arm! What is wrong with you? You're hurting me." Remus Lupin protested, his puppy-dog (or should I say wolfie?) eyes, scanning the hallways for help. Some of the students looked ready to help him, who could resist those innocent eyes? but none of them attempted, seeing as doing this would be going against Sirius Black.
Sirius stopped in his tracks and softened, just a wee bit, at Remus' words. "I'm hurting you?"
The smaller man nodded, gesturing to the death grip on his arms. "Yeah. My arm hurts."
Feeling apologetic, Sirius softened his hold, not enough for Remus to escape since the full moon was still so far away, lifted the captured arm to his lips, and gave it a soothing kiss- before his face scrunched back in anger and once more, he pulled Remus towards the direction of their common room.
As soon as they arrived, he dragged Remus up the stairs and into the room they shared with James and Peter. He then sat Remus on the werewolf's own bed, right beside the wall, just as he decided all those years ago, and sat himself on the only bed next to it, his. "How could you be so oblivious?!"
"Excuse me?"
"Didn't you see the way Malfoy was staring at you?!"
Remus pouted. "He was not staring! He was looking. Nothing wrong with looking Sirius."
"No. He was staring. I counted." Sirius replied. Of course he counted, he always counted, it was second nature to him to count the number of seconds a person would look at Remus and Malfoy was .23464 seconds over the 30 second mark.
"You counted?"
At this, Sirius Black's eyes immediately began darting around, looking for something to change the subject with. Nearly 6 years of friendship with Remus, and he was smart enough to know that Remus would be absolutely furious with him if he found out about the Decree, that Sirius had lovingly nicknamed 'SARS' (Sirius Against Remus Staring).
Remus was not ready for that kind of commitment yet, and at the moment, the only thing Black could do was protect him from the dangers at Hogwarts. It had been tough, but he had eventually gotten most of the students to stay away from Remus.
"I counted? Of course I didn't." He opted for lying. "But I could very well tell the difference between looking and staring!"
Remus' face scrunched up in confusion. "So what if he was staring? Nothing wrong with staring."
"Holy Merlin! Remus, he's Slytherin scum!" Sirius snapped. 'And everyone knows that you're mine, so he shouldn't have been staring.'
"There's nothing wrong with being a Slytherin, Sirius.." Remus started, as much as he was a Marauder, he did not share his other 3 friend's prejudices against the Slytherins.
"Of course there is! He's Lucius Malfoy!" 'And he was staring at you so that just defeats all other arguments.
TBC..