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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Remus/Sirius
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Adult +
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13
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Dogs entry 5
AN: T___T
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16 September
Fifth Journal
He cried. I made him cry. I can't believe I made him cry his first time… I can't believe I made him cry at all.
I'd blame it all on animal instincts but I know Remus wouldn't believe that. Hell…I know James' has been reading this (and probably a lot of other people, too) and I doubt he'd believe it, either.
I was just trying to make it good for him. He never told me to stop…he never even hinted that it wasn't what he wanted. So I called him Moony, I'm SO sorry. You know, he called me Padfoot when he jizzed down my throat but does anybody care about THAT?
He doesn't trust me, either. It really hurt me to see how reluctant he was to go to sleep. The truth about me isn't half as bad as the rumors make me out to be. Sure, I get around, but I don't just shag a girl under the stairs and leave her! I certainly wouldn't DREAM of doing such a thing to Remus. And I didn't run out on him in the morning, either! Get your panties out of a twist…I had to talk to Lily about it.
I mean, if I talked to him then he'd know that I read his diary. If I talked to James he'd make fun of me, and I'm NOT going to talk to Peter, especially since he's been spending time with Regulus. Lily was my first bet - she'd keep it private, and she's a girl…so she knows about stuff like this, right?
So anyway. I read his diary (he needs to get a harder password…) and now I know how he really felt about that night. So much for 'best night of his life', right? I actually TALKED to Lily about it, and she made me feel worse than he did. But I guess it has to get worse before it gets better or some cheesy line like that. She made it clear that I'm a pompous, arrogant jackass and that I needed to do a serious amount of ass kissing to get back on his good side.
I went to Hogsmeade and bought him flowers and candy. Trashed those, though.
"Here, I bought you these flowers to add to the trashy décor" and "Here, fatty" weren't the images I wanted to put in his head. I was going to buy him some stuff at the joke shop, but I know he'd hate me more for not taking this siriusly.
I'm going to find him now… I bought him an owl. It's a cute little Tengmalm's Owl; I haven't named it yet. I thought we could name it together. That's what people these days do, right? Buy an animal to raise together and it shows commitment? Well I hate toads and I think you can guess how well I'd do with a cat, but I saw this little thing in Diagon Alley and I just HAD to get it. I went all the way back to London to find him a proper gift to show him how much he means to me, and if he doesn't accept it I don't know what to do. I'm going to have a talk with him, and then give him the owl.
The owl is this reddish brown, save the face and the white spots. It's not fully matured yet but I doubt it'll get to be bigger than my hand, it's such a tiny thing. I hope he likes it; I tried to pick the one that he'd pick but I guess I won't find out until I actually give it to him.
Or maybe he'll hate it, too, and say that I should've been trying to talk to him in the first place instead of finding him a gift to make it better. I'm not going to argue with him, though… I should have talked to him. But I couldn't face him; I only now worked up the nerve. I'm afraid that if I see him, I'll be the one crying.
I love him, and I want him to know that. I want him to know how much I'll commit myself to him. I want him to know how sorry I am that I ruined his first time.
All I can say right now is that there are only three days until the next full moon. Even if he decides that he regrets what we did…I'm still going to be there. I promised that I'd look out for him.
Wish me luck.
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Another journal done. I rewrote this half a dozen times because it was so hard for me to write from Sirius' perspective after Remus's last diary.
Extraho: I KNOW! It wasn't supposed to be that angst. So now Siri is a crybaby.
Really, 244 hits already? That's craaaazy. LEAVEREVIEWSWELOVETHEM!
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16 September
Fifth Journal
He cried. I made him cry. I can't believe I made him cry his first time… I can't believe I made him cry at all.
I'd blame it all on animal instincts but I know Remus wouldn't believe that. Hell…I know James' has been reading this (and probably a lot of other people, too) and I doubt he'd believe it, either.
I was just trying to make it good for him. He never told me to stop…he never even hinted that it wasn't what he wanted. So I called him Moony, I'm SO sorry. You know, he called me Padfoot when he jizzed down my throat but does anybody care about THAT?
He doesn't trust me, either. It really hurt me to see how reluctant he was to go to sleep. The truth about me isn't half as bad as the rumors make me out to be. Sure, I get around, but I don't just shag a girl under the stairs and leave her! I certainly wouldn't DREAM of doing such a thing to Remus. And I didn't run out on him in the morning, either! Get your panties out of a twist…I had to talk to Lily about it.
I mean, if I talked to him then he'd know that I read his diary. If I talked to James he'd make fun of me, and I'm NOT going to talk to Peter, especially since he's been spending time with Regulus. Lily was my first bet - she'd keep it private, and she's a girl…so she knows about stuff like this, right?
So anyway. I read his diary (he needs to get a harder password…) and now I know how he really felt about that night. So much for 'best night of his life', right? I actually TALKED to Lily about it, and she made me feel worse than he did. But I guess it has to get worse before it gets better or some cheesy line like that. She made it clear that I'm a pompous, arrogant jackass and that I needed to do a serious amount of ass kissing to get back on his good side.
I went to Hogsmeade and bought him flowers and candy. Trashed those, though.
"Here, I bought you these flowers to add to the trashy décor" and "Here, fatty" weren't the images I wanted to put in his head. I was going to buy him some stuff at the joke shop, but I know he'd hate me more for not taking this siriusly.
I'm going to find him now… I bought him an owl. It's a cute little Tengmalm's Owl; I haven't named it yet. I thought we could name it together. That's what people these days do, right? Buy an animal to raise together and it shows commitment? Well I hate toads and I think you can guess how well I'd do with a cat, but I saw this little thing in Diagon Alley and I just HAD to get it. I went all the way back to London to find him a proper gift to show him how much he means to me, and if he doesn't accept it I don't know what to do. I'm going to have a talk with him, and then give him the owl.
The owl is this reddish brown, save the face and the white spots. It's not fully matured yet but I doubt it'll get to be bigger than my hand, it's such a tiny thing. I hope he likes it; I tried to pick the one that he'd pick but I guess I won't find out until I actually give it to him.
Or maybe he'll hate it, too, and say that I should've been trying to talk to him in the first place instead of finding him a gift to make it better. I'm not going to argue with him, though… I should have talked to him. But I couldn't face him; I only now worked up the nerve. I'm afraid that if I see him, I'll be the one crying.
I love him, and I want him to know that. I want him to know how much I'll commit myself to him. I want him to know how sorry I am that I ruined his first time.
All I can say right now is that there are only three days until the next full moon. Even if he decides that he regrets what we did…I'm still going to be there. I promised that I'd look out for him.
Wish me luck.
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Another journal done. I rewrote this half a dozen times because it was so hard for me to write from Sirius' perspective after Remus's last diary.
Extraho: I KNOW! It wasn't supposed to be that angst. So now Siri is a crybaby.
Really, 244 hits already? That's craaaazy. LEAVEREVIEWSWELOVETHEM!