Sentiments of Seventh Year

Sentiments of Seventh Year

Part I

Pretty Padfoot, Miffed Moony

The scent of autumn was flush in the air, pervading the throngs of students standing on Platform 9 ¾. A dark-haired boy breathed in the spicy aroma and sighed deeply, fluttering his long eyelashes as he did so. Nearby, a giggling group of third-year girls swooned; the boy saw this and smirked.

He walked right past the wide-eyed girls, swaying his hips rather ostentatiously and winking as he swung his long black hair over his shoulder. The girls could hardly stand it, charmed by and lusting after the older boy, beyond belief. With a grin of satisfaction and a final look at the girls, he descended slowly upon a slightly shorter boy, with brassy hair and copper-colored eyes. He enveloped the smaller boy in his arms, running his hands down his back before tilting his head back to kiss him.

The dark-haired boy gazed deeply into his friend's eyes, shimmering gray-blue peering into liquid copper. A faint blush stained the pallid cheeks of the golden-haired boy, before his pursuer leaned in and kissed him. Lips met briefly, teasing and pressing for more. The gray-eyed boy let his tongue slide across his friend's lower lip. The other boy shivered and parted his lips, as though inviting the dark-haired boy farther, and closer. The taller boy accepted the subtle invite, and met, tongues clashing, in the other boy's eager mouth. They finally parted, breathing heavily and still entwined.

"Ohh...Sirius, you taste so good..."

"Do I?"

The copper-eyed boy licked his lips, as though verifying his earlier claim. Smiling, he pulled closer to the boy named Sirius.

"Yes...definitely. But, I have a question...?"

"What is it?"

"Was this, er, encounter, a result of your suppressed passion..." he snickered at this, "...or were you just throwing your new fan club a curve ball?"

"Ah but both, Remus dear," the said Remus frowned good naturedly at this "both."

"Yeah, right and I'm going to be the Minster of Magic."

"You never know..."

"Sirius..."

"Well, really...both. I've missed you very much and I needed to give the new recruits to the 'Devoted Sirius Stalkers' Club an, erm, initiation test?"

"Sure Sirius..."

"Hey...looky there! One of them fainted!"

"Sirius! That's serious!"

"Another one? Where? I'll kill him...thinking he can steal my name..."

Sirius was apparently quite sincere in his insanity and Remus threw his arms up in exasperation, completely giving up the sliver of hope that maybe now that they were in their seventh year, Sirius would be able to hold a halfway-intelligent conversation.

"Oh well," thought Remus "I guess something's never change..."

While the golden-haired boy ranted inwardly, his charming counterpart had wheedled his way through the crowd and had finally come upon his dear friend and newly elected Head Boy, James Potter. Unfortunately, James was currently in a rather compromising situation with the Head Girl, a beautiful redhead named Lily Evans who has just recently given into James' constant pleas for a date. The two had begun seeing each other a month into the summer and hadn't come up for air since.

Sirius let out an exaggerated sigh. James and Lily momentarily halted their make-out fest and turned towards their exasperated friend. James smiled at him, made a few rapid eye movements and vague gestures at Lily, who stood aside patiently, and Sirius, taking the hint rather begrudgingly, moved off.

He walked off, muttering angrily, when he noticed a certain greasy-haired classmate standing on the edge of the platform alone. Sirius smiled a grin to make the Cheshire Cat jealous - then changed direction swiftly, and strutted towards the hook-nosed boy. Remus turned around from his position a few meters away just in time to see the encounter unfold. Against his will, an admiring smirk appeared on the werewolf's face.

"Oi Snivellus! Had a good summer, you and that curvaceous creature on your face?"

"Wha- why you..."

"Why me? Well, because I wanted to compliment you on your crooked snout and its ever greasy companion, atop your head."

"You bloody prick, I'll ki-"

"You're going to kiss me? So you've been teasing me all along, have you?"

Sirius maintained a straight face and began to make kissing faces at the enraged Snape. Meanwhile, the rest of the school had crowded around the duo, anticipating another victory for Sirius the Divine, as he was referred to by a group of second-year Hufflepuffs. Remus remained a small ways from the group, chuckling as he watched his boyfriend's ridiculous antics. It was really incredible how much the golden-haired boy adored Sirius - as was all that Sirius gave back in return.

Remus couldn't call it love, which he found too painful, on the off chance that Sirius wouldn't accept it. Even if he really thought that it was. His attractive partner probably wouldn't agree, but the way Remus felt when he was with Sirius was unmatched. "With" meant anything: walks in Hogsmeade, hand-in-hand, picnics near the lake, staying up late to scrawl out essays on the properties of wolfsbane and Wendelin the Weird, chaste kisses during Charms, playing footsie at breakfast, rushed sex in the dormitory, groping in the Library...the list stretched on and on, forever.

Remus's pleasant list making came to crashing halt as he heard "Rictusempra" and a flash of silver light caught his eye. Before he could do anything, he heard the hysterical laughter of Severus Snape; the Slytherin's howling laughter echoed down the platform, loud and shrill enough to even attract the attention of James and Lily, still at it in their secluded corner. Shaking his head, Remus headed slowly towards the snickering crowd, wincing as Sirius took a bow and accepted the subsequent applause. He weaved his way through and came upon his dashing boyfriend; Sirius looked over, saw Remus's less-than-happy glare, and quickly left the area. Remus followed him, away from the recovering Snape.

"Before I yell at you; did you remove the jinx?"

"No Remus, I left it on him so I could watch him piss in his pants."

"No need for sarcasm, Padfoot."

Remus's tone scared Sirius. He seemed so calm and collected outwardly, but just beneath the surface, Sirius could see him practically smoldering; he was that furious.

"Right. Um, Moony?"

"Yes?"

"Pardon my language but...what are you so bloody mad about?"

"You can't possibly serious, Sirius."

His golden eyes glimmered dangerously; the dark-haired boy could almost see sparks flying.

"Remus, let me put it this way. You've known me for what, seven years now? I've always done this sort of...shite. It's fun for everyone, you know, except Snivellus. But who really cares for him...bloody prick."

"What's you point Sirius?"

"I'm a prankster and a show off and you know it and you still love me. Why should I change now, and stop harassing that greasy-haired git? It's my last year at Hogwarts anyway, might s'well enjoy it."

"But that's my whole point! You're in seventh year now...Quidditch captain, top of the class in Defense Against The Dark Arts and Arithmancy, President of the Dueling Club, and, not to mention, voted Hogwart's Most Desirable five years running! What more attention could you possibly want?"

"My dear Moony, it's not about the attention...well not just about the attention. It's the excitement, the thrill of the hunt-"

"You mean scouting out potential victims and people you hate? That's exciting?"

"That's half the fun right there. And then the prank itself...I'm having an orgasm just thinking about it."

"Oh god Padfoot...pull yourself together."

Remus began to smile; he couldn't really help it. Sirius had an absolutely infectious grin that made his slate-blue eyes twinkle and his pale skin dimple slightly at the corner of his mouth. He looked beautiful and Remus, in spite of his good intentions to scream at Sirius, was lost in the warmth of his boyfriend's smile and sparkle in his eyes.

"You're smiling! Aha, I win!"

"Shut up! Or, or..."

"Or what, my dear stuttering werewolf?"

"Or the physical portion of our relationship says ta-ta for a week."

"You wouldn't!"

"Would."

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"Would you two idiots mind continuing this in the train car? The train's about to leave!"

A simultaneous "Shite!" was heard as two laughing boys quickly grabbed up their possessions and jumped on the scarlet train, already moving out of the station. They made to move into a nearby compartment, where Peter, James, and Lily had already arrived. After placing their luggage in a nearby hold, Sirius suddenly cornered Remus into another empty compartment, closing and locking the door as they proceeded inside...

(to be continued...)

Author's Notes: So, let's see what we have here, shall we? Established Sirius x Remus and James x Lily...and plenty, really, plenty of Snivellus-bashing! It's a seventh year fic (hence the title) and it's nothing too serious (as of now)...read and review! Later.

Shuffle Queen