Get One Thing Straight, I'm Not

Chapter 7 Sirius' Seduction

On his way to the classroom to meet Remus Sirius felt so elated that it was almost as if he could soar. Thoughts of Remus always affected him in this manner. Containing such joy was impossible for Sirius; therefore he began to skip, assuring himself that it was a very manly skip, to the dungeons.

He really hated it. Not the skipping, he despised not knowing why Remus made him feel this way; so special. Maybe Jamesie has a point. Besides the one on the top of his head. Maybe my feelings for Remus could run a little deeper than most.

When he arrived at the classroom the vision that greeted his eyes was Remus and another boy lying on the stone floor laughing. He had a powerful impulse to shout, though the impulse to get far away from the scene that was causing him pain was stronger. He bolted in the direction from whence he'd come.

"James!" Sirius bounded into the dorm.

"What's the matter?" He looked sullen; he had lost his argument with Lily, but he was used to that and refused himself to wallow in self-pity when Sirius needed him.

"I saw Remus with his tutor," muttered Sirius unhappily. "It was horrible."

"Why? Oh, wait, I know!" The light bulb could literally be seen going off above James' untidy head. "His tutor was something scarier than a bread crumb, like a pillowcase?"

"Nah, worse; it's a guy that Remus seems fond of." He added, "At least now I know he swings that way."

"See, you're jealous. You want Remus, just admit it."

Despite his earlier contemplation he was about to again protest that he did not think of his fellow Marauder intimately when it dawned on him that the thought of anyone putting their hands on Remus in anything other than a friendly way did make his stomach boil with envy, however, the thought of himself touching Remus made him feel rather...Well, there was no other term for it, turned on. "Oh, all right, I do want Remus...in more ways than one."

"You must be wrong," James confidently told him.

"What? But you said-"

"I meant about Remus liking this other guy."

"How do you know?"

"I figured out that you fancied Remus, didn't I? Well, I know that he fancies you too." I'm awesome like that. Why Evans doesn't worship me I'll never understand. Oh well, first things first: get the troublemaker and the bookworm together.

A smile brightened Sirius' attractive features. "That's great!" He paused. "Um, so what do I do now?"

The door opened before James could answer, revealing Remus Lupin.

James instructed Sirius simply, "Do whatever feels right." He exited the dorm, leaving his two comrades alone.

Remus glanced curiously between Sirius and the place where James had been standing. "What were you guys talking about?"

"Don't worry about it, Moony."

The lycanthrope raised his eyebrows. "Moony?"

"It's my new nickname for you. Do you like it?" Sirius crossed the room in four long strides so that he was standing very near to Remus. He realised doing this to his sensible friend was risky, yet it was widely known that recklessness was Sirius Black's specialty. "Moony," he repeated, experimenting how the name would sound with a purr. The innocent blush he received from Remus for a response made the blood rush below his navel with desire. He leaned his face closer to Remus' so that their noses almost touched and he could count all of the long eyelashes that framed Remus' intoxicating amber eyes. Sirius moved no closer; he had done enough. If Remus was truly compelled to be more than friends as James had claimed then he would have to bridge the gap between them.