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Adult ++
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11,180
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77
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Chapter 13
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: I am soooooo sorry! I know, I know I’m really naughty and should have updated absolutely ages ago but if it’s any consolation. I stick by my mission statement as an author that I will never leave any of my fics incomplete. I have just been so busy with work and union commitments and severe writers block just to make matters worse!
But now I have now decided to simply write and go for it and pray to the great omnipotent one in the universe that my muse returns during it.
Followers may note that have I have reverted to the cannon spelling of Moony now. I have just lost the will to argue this issue. It simply isn’t important! Apathy rules!
Enjoy folks.
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Chapter 13
James looked on in shock as Sirius sobbed openly. However, his astonishment quickly subsided as he took pity on his long-time friend and sat next to him to try and offer him some comfort.
Yes, Padfoot had behaved atrociously towards Moony but now he realised why Sirius had done it. It wasn’t just because Remus wouldn’t put out and he was being vindictive; despite Black’s belief behind why he was doing it. He had simply been hurt and had hit out in response to being rejected.
“You really are a totally and utter twat you know.” James said without any real malice. “You have ruined whatever slim chance he had for a normal life. With his intellect, it was remotely possible that he could have secured some kind of job, be it here at Hogwarts or some other place that wouldn’t have delved too deeply into his personal circumstances in order to gain someone with his acumen.”
Sirius stopped snivelling briefly and then began again in earnest at hearing Potter’s assessment of the situation.
“I know.” He spluttered inelegantly; wiping his nose noisily on his robes. His breathing calmed a little. “You know Prongs, you really know how to comfort someone who is upset!”
James flashed Sirius a big cheesy grin.
“I need to make this right. What can I do to make this right?”
“I don’t know if you can mate. The damage has already been done.”
“Don’t say that.” He begged. “I’m a Black; I may not hold much stock in my despicable family name but it still carries a lot of weight within the wizarding world and if I can trade on it just this once for something useful I bloody well will!” He said with conviction.
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Without any real thought as to how he was going to get passed Remus’ self-appointed student guards, never mind getting Moony to answer the portrait and speak to him; Sirius made his way to the Head Boy’s quarters.
Luckily, it seemed that most of the student body had decided to take advantage of the extended evening meal times at the weekend; therefore only encountering the odd student en route.
He arrived at the portrait of a rather dour looking wizard. Black took note of the plaque, which detailed that the long-dead wizard had previously been both a professor and benefactor of Hogwarts. So, drawing on his all of his aristocratic pureblood upbringing, he bowed deeply and addressed the effigy in a formal manner.
“Learned sir, I have come to visit the occupant of the room you so efficiently protect. However, I do not know the password to gain direct entry. Could I trouble you to inform Master Lupin that I wish to speak to him?”
“Master Black.” He replied haughtily. “I have heard lots of thee from many around this ancient building and naught of it good, I might add. I know that thy rotten behaviour hath caused Master Lupin a great injustice and it goes against all that I believe in to allow thee repeat this blight.”
“You misunderstand my intention Professor Dorning. I merely wish to speak with Remus and apologise to him face to face. You are correct sir, I have wronged him and I merely wish to right that wrong.” Sirius said humbly.
“Well.” The portrait mused. “Seeing as thee hath asked in such a polite manner and thy intent seems sincere, I will asketh the young master if he will see thee.”
The old wizard left the frame, obviously to inform Remus of his visitor. It was a few moments before he returned; from his expression, the news was not good.
“My apologies Master Black but Master Lupin hath declined to entertain you this eve.”
Sirius’ gut instinct was to rant and rave at the portrait; to demand that Remus let him in but for once he thought of the consequences of alienating the centuries-old image before him. He realised that he may need him as an ally in the near future.
Sirius once again bowed low and thanked Artimus Dorning for his time. He knew he needed a plan to get to Remus.
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Over the next five days, Sirius presented himself at the portrait after evening meal and repeated his request to see Moony and each and every time and the old wizard informed him that Remus wouldn’t see him.
Padfoot had formulated a plan but due to its vicarious nature, he was only intent on using it if all else failed. However, as the days passed and Lupin’s continual refusal to meet with him, it was looking more and more likely that he would indeed have to resort to it.
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It was the Friday evening following the incident; exactly one week to the day since he had exposed Remus’ secret to all.
Black lay on his bed and lazily watched James get ready for his hot date with Lily.
“What’ve you got planned tonight mate?”
“ ‘Nowt really. Sit here and mope for lost opportunities I suppose, you know the drill.”
“It won’t do any good you know. Face it; he won’t see you. Maybe he will once he’s calmed down but right now it’s just too raw for him.”
“Yeah, I know.” The silence stretched between the two friends awkwardly. “So, where do plan to debauch the lovely Miss Evans tonight?” Sirius asked suggestively, in an effort to lighten the mood.
“I plan to roger her silly under the starry sky.”
“Ah, the astronomy tower. Good choice, it’s supposed to be unusually warm out.” He said with all the knowledge of an experienced teenage Lothario.
James finished dressing and paraded for Sirius to gain his opinion.
“Well, what’d you think?”
“Killer mate! All the birds’ll be drooling over you on ‘yer way to meet her.”
“I only want one bird in particular drooling over me.” James fidgeted with his shirt cuffs. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Fucking ‘ell Jimbo, if I was on a promise I wouldn’t give you a second thought. Look, I’ll be fine.” Padfoot reassured his friend. “Now go; shoo.”
James checked his appearance once more before leaving Black all alone in the dormitory.
Sirius waited about five minutes; allowing ample time just in case Potter had forgotten something. When he felt confident that Prongs was truly gone, Sirius headed over to James’ footlocker and retrieved his invisibility cloak. He knew he was about to commit a cardinal sin against the Marauders but he had convinced himself there was no other way and in the long run, it was for the greater good.
A/N: I am soooooo sorry! I know, I know I’m really naughty and should have updated absolutely ages ago but if it’s any consolation. I stick by my mission statement as an author that I will never leave any of my fics incomplete. I have just been so busy with work and union commitments and severe writers block just to make matters worse!
But now I have now decided to simply write and go for it and pray to the great omnipotent one in the universe that my muse returns during it.
Followers may note that have I have reverted to the cannon spelling of Moony now. I have just lost the will to argue this issue. It simply isn’t important! Apathy rules!
Enjoy folks.
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Chapter 13
James looked on in shock as Sirius sobbed openly. However, his astonishment quickly subsided as he took pity on his long-time friend and sat next to him to try and offer him some comfort.
Yes, Padfoot had behaved atrociously towards Moony but now he realised why Sirius had done it. It wasn’t just because Remus wouldn’t put out and he was being vindictive; despite Black’s belief behind why he was doing it. He had simply been hurt and had hit out in response to being rejected.
“You really are a totally and utter twat you know.” James said without any real malice. “You have ruined whatever slim chance he had for a normal life. With his intellect, it was remotely possible that he could have secured some kind of job, be it here at Hogwarts or some other place that wouldn’t have delved too deeply into his personal circumstances in order to gain someone with his acumen.”
Sirius stopped snivelling briefly and then began again in earnest at hearing Potter’s assessment of the situation.
“I know.” He spluttered inelegantly; wiping his nose noisily on his robes. His breathing calmed a little. “You know Prongs, you really know how to comfort someone who is upset!”
James flashed Sirius a big cheesy grin.
“I need to make this right. What can I do to make this right?”
“I don’t know if you can mate. The damage has already been done.”
“Don’t say that.” He begged. “I’m a Black; I may not hold much stock in my despicable family name but it still carries a lot of weight within the wizarding world and if I can trade on it just this once for something useful I bloody well will!” He said with conviction.
888888888888
Without any real thought as to how he was going to get passed Remus’ self-appointed student guards, never mind getting Moony to answer the portrait and speak to him; Sirius made his way to the Head Boy’s quarters.
Luckily, it seemed that most of the student body had decided to take advantage of the extended evening meal times at the weekend; therefore only encountering the odd student en route.
He arrived at the portrait of a rather dour looking wizard. Black took note of the plaque, which detailed that the long-dead wizard had previously been both a professor and benefactor of Hogwarts. So, drawing on his all of his aristocratic pureblood upbringing, he bowed deeply and addressed the effigy in a formal manner.
“Learned sir, I have come to visit the occupant of the room you so efficiently protect. However, I do not know the password to gain direct entry. Could I trouble you to inform Master Lupin that I wish to speak to him?”
“Master Black.” He replied haughtily. “I have heard lots of thee from many around this ancient building and naught of it good, I might add. I know that thy rotten behaviour hath caused Master Lupin a great injustice and it goes against all that I believe in to allow thee repeat this blight.”
“You misunderstand my intention Professor Dorning. I merely wish to speak with Remus and apologise to him face to face. You are correct sir, I have wronged him and I merely wish to right that wrong.” Sirius said humbly.
“Well.” The portrait mused. “Seeing as thee hath asked in such a polite manner and thy intent seems sincere, I will asketh the young master if he will see thee.”
The old wizard left the frame, obviously to inform Remus of his visitor. It was a few moments before he returned; from his expression, the news was not good.
“My apologies Master Black but Master Lupin hath declined to entertain you this eve.”
Sirius’ gut instinct was to rant and rave at the portrait; to demand that Remus let him in but for once he thought of the consequences of alienating the centuries-old image before him. He realised that he may need him as an ally in the near future.
Sirius once again bowed low and thanked Artimus Dorning for his time. He knew he needed a plan to get to Remus.
888888888
Over the next five days, Sirius presented himself at the portrait after evening meal and repeated his request to see Moony and each and every time and the old wizard informed him that Remus wouldn’t see him.
Padfoot had formulated a plan but due to its vicarious nature, he was only intent on using it if all else failed. However, as the days passed and Lupin’s continual refusal to meet with him, it was looking more and more likely that he would indeed have to resort to it.
88888888
It was the Friday evening following the incident; exactly one week to the day since he had exposed Remus’ secret to all.
Black lay on his bed and lazily watched James get ready for his hot date with Lily.
“What’ve you got planned tonight mate?”
“ ‘Nowt really. Sit here and mope for lost opportunities I suppose, you know the drill.”
“It won’t do any good you know. Face it; he won’t see you. Maybe he will once he’s calmed down but right now it’s just too raw for him.”
“Yeah, I know.” The silence stretched between the two friends awkwardly. “So, where do plan to debauch the lovely Miss Evans tonight?” Sirius asked suggestively, in an effort to lighten the mood.
“I plan to roger her silly under the starry sky.”
“Ah, the astronomy tower. Good choice, it’s supposed to be unusually warm out.” He said with all the knowledge of an experienced teenage Lothario.
James finished dressing and paraded for Sirius to gain his opinion.
“Well, what’d you think?”
“Killer mate! All the birds’ll be drooling over you on ‘yer way to meet her.”
“I only want one bird in particular drooling over me.” James fidgeted with his shirt cuffs. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Fucking ‘ell Jimbo, if I was on a promise I wouldn’t give you a second thought. Look, I’ll be fine.” Padfoot reassured his friend. “Now go; shoo.”
James checked his appearance once more before leaving Black all alone in the dormitory.
Sirius waited about five minutes; allowing ample time just in case Potter had forgotten something. When he felt confident that Prongs was truly gone, Sirius headed over to James’ footlocker and retrieved his invisibility cloak. He knew he was about to commit a cardinal sin against the Marauders but he had convinced himself there was no other way and in the long run, it was for the greater good.