Backstage Marauders

Backstage Marauders
Author: Jill Rocca
Disc: I wished I owned all, but Harry Potter. Thankfully at least we actually know ONE OF THEM IS GAY!!! YAAAY! (Go Dumbledore gay pride.) Changed the title, I think it’s more fitting.
Fandom: Harry Potter, MWPP era, but in 2006-2007 America. Very AU.
Pairings/Characters: Remus/Sirius central with James/Lily because I love them too. I have a plan for Peter.
A/N: This chapter is action packed with character development and a surprise at the end … enjoy!

Warning: Character development, getting to know Remus’s family … yeah, I kind of made this like an actual life story, but it all goes somewhere, don’t worry. I feel like I gave Remus all this extraneous family members … but he had to have a history! My family is kind of similar I’ve come to find as I write this warning after I’ve finished. It’ll all go somewhere, but I wanted to write this like a life story so it would feel a little bit more real … like how reality is pretty random.
Chapter 4: Dining Out
Sirius moaned. At the rate they were going, he was going to cum soon, and he craved to be inside the other, but the one on top of him wasn’t letting up. Sirius grabbed the other’s face with both of his hands and brought it down so he could kiss it. The other’s hands stopped moving below Sirius’s waist so much and became calmer as Sirius deepened the kiss sticking his tongue inside the other’s mouth. Sirius used this pause to get on top of the other. He smiled mischievously downward.

That other smirked, “What are you going to do to me?” they said slowly and sensually, but it wasn’t an actual question. They knew what Sirius was going to do and they were ready and willing for it. Sirius was ready to make him moan. It started out slowly as Sirius touched the body underneath him first with gentle caresses as they kissed, but then he moved more rapidly, all the blood rushed to his member and he wanted more.

The boy underneath him was quite submissive and not too fast to cum. He was red in the face from holding it in for so long and also blushing from having Sirius touch him and kiss him so much. Sirius was working on the other boy’s chest making little red marks sprout up all over. Sirius was moving his head lower and lower until the other boy gasped because Sirius had just kissed his member.

Sirius looked up and smiled wickedly. He began moving his fingers inside the boy, making him howl. Sirius was thoroughly enjoying this and finally he thrust himself inside the other boy. The boy underneath him was moaning and groaning and calling out Sirius’s name, asking for more, which Sirius was only happy to give him.

“Remus … Remus, Remus.” Sirius cooed at the other boy.

Remus smiled. His hair was plastered to his face with sweat and his face was red. The little marks Sirius made seemed redder with the continued thrusts Sirius was putting through Remus’s body. A particularly hard thrust sent Remus’s spiraling. He breathed very heavily and moaned out Sirius’s name. They were both cumming out or into each other and crying out each other’s names and groaning. The heat was too much; they felt constricted. Sirius moved and moved trying to get comfortable and situated with his orgasm, but it just wasn’t working. What was on him that was making him feel so constricted and hot? He grappled and jerked around, but he only felt more restricted. The next thing he knew, Remus was gone and he was in a sweaty tangle with cum on his bed sheets struggling for freedom.

When he finally pulled himself out of his tangled mass, he was so pleased, he didn’t realize that his next movement would make him fall on the floor, which happened; he fell onto the floor with a hard thump! Cursing, he tried to remove his legs from a new tangle. When he succeeded, he was laying upside-down with his back on the floor and his legs bent over the side of his bed, entangling himself in his sheets.

Today was not going to be a good day, he could just tell. He swirled himself around so he could sit up straight and survey the damage. He was still hard when he woke up, but what had he been dreaming about again? His face flushed as he remembered who else was in his dream. Then he remembered what they were doing.

Damn, damn, damn, damn!

This was the last thing he needed to be thinking about before school started. Where did these things even come from? He had known Remus almost all his life and now … things were getting weird and it was all one-sided too. Damn Remus for not feeling his particular pain. (But is that really his fault?) Sirius finally extricated himself from his bed sheets and threw them in his laundry basket. Thankfully the house staff did laundry on Monday’s.

Sirius jumped in his shower and washed himself almost feverishly. He stepped out twenty minutes later and looked at his clock. It was still a half-hour before his alarm went off. He lay back down on his bed wrapped in his towel not bothering to retrieve the comforter from his laundry pile in his closet. He lay on his side thinking. It had been bad to face Remus after that locker incident (as he liked to call it) and now he was dreaming about him. Cursing his raging teenaged boy hormones, he held his face in his hands. In the dream, it had felt right to be with Remus. Indeed, the boy made everyone he met feel comfortable, but something must have turned people off about Remus. Sirius tried to think about it and the more he thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense. Remus was a cool guy; he just didn’t put himself out enough. People were so hard to figure. Given the opportunity and putting his hormones aside, he felt he and James could be good friends with Remus.

Sirius’s alarm eventually went off and Sirius slowly got up to turn it off. He got dressed and got his things ready for the day. He headed downstairs for breakfast to find Bellatrix, Narcissa, and his mother already seated there. Putting his bag down in the foyer, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Regulus strode over to put his bag down next to Sirius’s. They didn’t say anything to each other as was customary and walked into the breakfast room together.

As soon as they sat down to eat, Bellatrix and Narcissa got up from the table and said their good-byes. A car horn blared outside. Sirius could get used to this. Only have breakfast and dinner on weekends with his less likeable cousins. It wasn’t long until Sirius’s father and Andy came downstairs and they were all eating breakfast.

“Where are Bella and Cissy?” Mr. Black asked his wife.

“They had to go to school early, dear.” said his wife.

The past couple of days hadn’t been too nightmarish. His cousins weren’t as bad to live with as he had expected, they were barely home out with their boyfriends. By his cousins, he meant Bellatrix and Narcissa. As long as Sirius didn’t have to see Lucius lurking around his driveway or darkening his doorstep, he would be fine. He found it a lot of fun to have someone like Andy to talk to at breakfast and dinner and seeing her around was actually pretty awesome. After moving Andy’s stuff into her room and helping her redecorate, they met James and Ted at the park to just hang out and play some soccer or touch football and they were joined almost every hour by some friends they had called over or happened to be driving by.

Despite his dreams, Sirius had a good feeling lurking somewhere in his gut, what it was, he had no idea, but the happy feeling of anticipation welled up inside of him and carried him all through breakfast. They had breakfast mostly in silence before Ted eventually came to get Andy and Regulus went to the bus stop. Sirius went into the kitchen to grab his lunch and a breath mint wondering where the hell James could be and was just think about calling his in the foyer when Regulus came back into the house, angrily slamming the door.

“What’s wrong with you?” Sirius asked pulling out his cell phone. James was way late.

“I missed the bus.” Regulus said.

Sirius smiled and said in a voice as if he were talking to a baby (honestly, it was too funny, Regulus getting so upset over missing the bus. Though, he had left when he usually did, so Sirius supposed it wasn’t entirely the younger boy’s fault), “Do you want a ride?”

“Don’t talk to me like that!”

Sirius waved his cell phone around his brother’s face. He knew he should be so annoying, but it was just too fun to tease Regulus. Regulus stared at his older brother uncomprehendingly. “I can’t give my baby brother a ride to school?” Sirius said in that mocking tone.

“Well you never wanted to before.”

“I’m calling James.” Sirius said punching in the speed dial. “Hey, where are you?”

“Sorry, Frank needed me to get him, and since he takes Alice to school, I had to get her too, I’m just pulling into your subdivision.” James’s voice echoed into the phone.

“Oh, okay. Listen, Regulus missed the bus, can you give him a lift?” Sirius asked.

“Err … okay?” James said and they hung up.

Regulus stared at his brother who stared back clearing his throat. Regulus finally got the hint. “Thanks … Sirius.”

* * *

Sirius walked nervously into Chemistry class that morning not knowing what to expect. Remus was there in his seat looking at something on his lap and smiling. When Sirius got closer he realized it was Remus’s cell phone and he was texting someone.

Mr. Slughorn, their chem teacher wasn’t in the room just yet, so this was presumably why Remus had even bothered. Slughorn hated Remus. The whole class could tell because he looked for any excuse to punish Remus. Why? Sirius had a feeling it was because Remus nearly blew a hole in the room during their first lab demonstration. It was strange, Remus had been volunteered to help Slughorn with the experiment and he had done everything the man had told him to do, and yet, the entire flask exploded. Remus didn’t get punished for it by Principal Dumbledore because the whole class had seen Remus do everything Slughorn told him to do, hell, Slughorn had even helped at some points, but presumably humiliated, Slughorn had not been happy around Remus since.

“Who are you texting?” Sirius said sliding into his chair beside Remus.

Remus looked up and gave Sirius a surprised and happy ‘You want to talk to me? Really?!’ Sort of a look.

Sirius held out his hands, “Sorry, it’s really not my business—”

“My cousins.” Remus said smiling and turning back to his phone.

“Oh! Do they go here?” Sirius said sounded astonished. If Remus had cousins, he would definitely see them hang out around here. Right?

Remus shook his head, “No, they live in D.C. and Boston.”

“Oh, I see.” Sirius was contemplating whether or not he should stop the conversation here or not. After a moment he decided to take the plunge. “Why so far?”

“Oh, um, my Uncle works for CNN in D.C.—”

“No way!” Sirius was generally interested now.

Remus smiled. He said, “Yeah, he’s a news anchor.”

“Wow,” Sirius said in awe. “A-and your cousin in Boston?”

“She goes to Boston College and her family lives there.” Remus said pointing to his hoodie which read, “BOSTON COLLEGE.”

Sirius looked at it, smirking and said, “And … her name?”

Remus chuckeld and said, “Irina Sadfried.”

“Mom’s side?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.”

Unfortunately for their conversation, Mr. Slughorn decided to come in and start class. Remus handed Sirius the notes from yesterday, which he hastily started copying down. He was so absorbed that he almost missed when Mr. Slughorn assigned them a five-paged single spaced research project, due next week.

Sirius nearly slammed his pen down and hissed at Remus, “What?”

“Look at your seat partner,” Slughorn was saying, Remus and Sirius looked at eat other knowing what was coming, “This is your partner. Turn in the research you have done on the topic I will assign you, with the paper, a works cited page, and PowerPoint due Monday.”

“WHAT?” said about have the class in unison including Sirius.

“No questions,” He said leafing through a pile of papers and putting a few on the first desk of each row for them to pass back; they were their instructions for their papers. Slughorn then moved to each set of pairs telling them what their assignments were before turning back on his heel to stand up at the board and begin teaching, the jerk.

When the bell rang, Remus turned to Sirius and said, “So, um, how do you want to do this? I mean, at least our topic isn’t that hard to research.”

“Well …” Sirius started, “I have practice all week except Friday.”

“Oh, so do you want to just research separately or at lunch and uhh …”

“Uh, yeah, yeah, sure. Do you want to meet up on Friday or … um …”

“Sounds good to me. Where then? Library or … maybe we could go to one of our house—”

“Not … not my house.” Sirius said.

“Um … okay?”

“Err, it’s just that … well … my family is … um, well, you know Bella and Cissy.” Remus nodded, “They live with me.” He said as if that explained everything, which … it sort of did.

“Oh.” Remus seemed to understand. “Well then, do you want to come to my house?”

“Sure.”

* * *

The rest of the week seemed to pass quickly and the bell signaling the end of school on Friday made Sirius jump out of his chair, but not in a good way. He was slightly nervous about going to Remus’s house. Especially since the whole week he had been having dreams about Remus that were getting stranger and more erotic as the week went on as he anticipated spending an entire evening with the other boy. All he had to get through was one night where he’d be working on the paper, which shouldn’t take long; he had been researching the crap out of their topic, five pages would hopefully come easy with their combined efforts and get him in and out of Remus’s home.

Remus came to meet him at his locker and out their strolled to the parking lot towards Remus’s car, not saying much. They got to Remus’s car and hopped in, throwing their bags onto the backseat.

“You did tell your parents you were coming to my house tonight, didn’t you?” Remus asked putting on his seatbelt.

Sirius did the same. “Yeah.” He had mentioned it at breakfast. His Dad had nodded in approval. No big deal.

“All right!” Remus threw the car into ignition and they were making their way out of the parking lot. They didn’t talk much while driving. Sirius was getting more and more curious to see the Lupin house. They drove a little bit through town when Remus’s cell phone started ringing in his bag. It rang twice before Remus said, “Sorry, do you mind answering my phone? I’m sorry, I don’t like to talk on the phone while driving … I’m sorry.”

“No big deal,” Sirius grabbed Remus’s phone and flipped it open, “Hello?”

A boy’s voice called out from the other end, “Remus?” The voice was confused.

Sirius smiled into the phone, “No, actually.”

“Oh,” said the voice, “Well … are you going to clue me in as to what you have done with my cousin?”

“He’s driving.” Sirius said simply, smiling into the phone.

“Oh! Well then! Can you tell him Walden called?” said the voice.

“Sure thing,” They hung up. “That was some guy named Walden?”

“Oh, my older cousin,” Remus said, then he looked confused. “He should be in school …”

“Is he the one in D.C.?”

“No, Walden lives in Wyoming.”

Sirius had to laugh at this, “Random?”

Remus laughed. “His dad, my uncle Carver, works at the University of Wyoming as a psychology professor.”

“How many family members do you have and where do they live?” Sirius asked.

“Well … my Dad’s parents live in Canada … my mom’s live in France—” Remus began smiling.

“Stop! Just stop.” They started laughing. Then Remus’s phone rang again. Sirius answered it without question; it felt pretty good being apart of something even though he and Remus were hardly close, but at least they were getting somewhere. “Hello?” Sirius said still chuckling.

“Hello? Remus?” called a girl’s voice.

“Oh, who’s this?” Sirius asked in his most jokingly flirtatious voice he could muster.

“His cousin, Irina.” said the girl’s voice. “Where’s Remus?” she asked playfully.

“He’s driving. May I take a message?”

She chuckled a little there were sounds of lots of people talking, a bus going buy and cars: Boston. She said, “Yes, can you tell Remus that he is coming to visit me in October?”

“Sure. Remus,” Sirius said, turning away from the phone, “Your cute-sounding cousin, Irina, says you are in fact coming to visit her in October.”

Remus braked at a red light, he called at the phone, “You got the tickets? Yes! Thank you!”

Sirius turned on Remus’s speakerphone, “We got you guys tickets! You, Vance, all our parents and some of my friends are going to the game!” She said. “Let’s see … I have three extras, Vance said none of his friends can come …”

“Tickets for what?” Sirius asked.

“The Boston College versus Penn State football game,” The two of them said in unison.

“Really?” Sirius sighed. Remus seemed to have the coolest family in the world. His family never did anything like go to a football game much less just hang out or … anything. The most their all did together was eating … sometimes go on vacation, but even then, they avoided each other except during meal times.

* * *

Remus finally pulled into his driveway and they got out. The house was not as expansive as his, but it was nice, like a 1920s estate. They walked into a foyer and Sirius was stunned. He looked like he had stepped onto the pages of Elle Décor! To the right was a dining room with a dark wood table with a table cloth and a case of china and a liquor cabinet. To the left was a long living room with an L-shaped off-white couch facing away from the window with a grand piano in the corner. Facing them was a set of stairs, but off to the side was a hallway that led into the Lupin kitchen and next to the kitchen was a den with bookshelves, a big screen television over top of a brick fireplace, and family pictures all over the walls. Remus offered Sirius something to eat or drink, but Sirius neglected him still taking in the house. If this was the downstairs, what did the upstairs look like?

Remus laughed at Sirius’s expressions and grabbed his arm and dragged him upstairs to give him the full tour. Upstairs was a spacious hallway that led all the way down to the master bedroom. In between it was a full bathroom, a guest bedroom, and Remus’s room.

“You can just leave your stuff in here.” He said.

Except Sirius wasn’t listening, he was too much in awe of Remus’s room. It looked like it was straight out of a magazine just like the rest of his house. Sirius’s house was professionally decorated, but this was just so much better! Remus had a large window with a cushion on the sill and I oak desk in one corner and a queen-sized bed on the other side of the room and a bookshelf that almost reached the ceiling. He had a bunch of family photos hung on one of his walls by the window and just all this cool stuff like a desktop computer to name one thing.

Remus looked over at Sirius’s astonished face and said, “Do you want to see the upstairs?”

Sirius sunk onto Remus’s bed and said, “I don’t think I can handle much more.”

“And this is coming from the guy with the biggest house on the east coast?”

Sirius could only stare and nod.

“My mom’s an interior designer … she went kind of crazy …”

“Wow …”

Remus led Sirius down the hallway and up another set of stairs to the third floor. They had two more guest rooms up there, a full bathroom, and two office spaces, which Remus explained were for his parents. His father had a circular room that looked like a study, it was lined with bookshelves and there was a desk and a couch in it as well. Mr. Lupin was a lawyer, Remus told Sirius, and sometimes he liked to work from home. The second office space was Mrs. Lupin’s and it was lined with whiteboards and cork boards and also contained stacks of sketch books, there was a long white table in the center of the room; pictures lined one wall, probably with past or future project spaces, Sirius assumed.

Now that the tour was over, Remus and Sirius headed back downstairs to Remus’s room to work on the project.

* * *

They were three-fourths of the way through editing the report and completely done the PowerPoint around six o’clock. They had to sit unreasonably close at Remus’s desk to use his computer to compile all the things they had researched and taken notes on that week. Occasionally, like when Sirius leaned in to point at something in Remus’s computer screen, their knees would brush, and Sirius would blush at the notion and apologize, blushing even more because it wasn’t Remus’s fault he was having erotic dreams … about Remus.

They were just starting on their conclusion when the front door could be heard opening and closing and the sound of heels clicking on the wooden floor came before a woman’s voice called up, “Remus! Honey, I’m home!” It was his mother. Remus backed out of his chair and Sirius followed Remus downstairs to greet his mother. At first Remus thought the woman standing at the banister was Remus’s sister or something she looked not a day over twenty-one, but it was his mother. Remus hugged her and she asked him, “Did you have a good day?”

He said, “Yeah, did you find a new landscaper yet?”

“No … I just don’t like anyone that’s come to interview,” She sighed. She turned her gaze behind Remus and said, “Hello! You must be Sirius.” She reached out her hand.

He shook it saying, “Yes, yes I am.” She smiled warmly. She looked so young, but surely she must be about forty or so, unless …

She walked into the kitchen, Remus followed her, and she was saying something about calling Remus’s father to see where he was and asking the boys what they wanted for dinner. Remus looked a little like his mother, especially when they smiled.

She set her purse down and led them into the living room with the L-shaped couch and they sat down.

“So how is your project coming along?” She asked.

“Good, we’re pretty much done.” Remus said and Sirius nodded.

“Good,” She smiled, “What do you boys want—”

She was cut off by the sound of the front door opening again. There were some heavy footsteps and a handsome man walked into the room staring around. He put a briefcase down and strode over to sit next to Mrs. Lupin, looked at her and asked her, “Can we go out to eat?”

“Welcome home dear!” Mrs. Lupin said to her husband sarcastically. “How was your day?”

Mr. Lupin smiled, “Great, I have a new case coming up, have you found a new landscaper?”

“No, I had so many interviews, but nothing just yet. A bunch of straight out of college kids I may take on for internships, but no one really reached out to me.”

“I didn’t realize finding someone to arrange a flowerbed was so hard.”

Mrs. Lupin pushed her husband a little and said, “Stop.” They started chuckling.

Mr. Lupin looked at his son, “His son, how was school?”

“It was okay. Oh! Irina told me she got our tickets!” Remus said brightly.

Mr. Lupin paused for a minute as if not sure how to react, but then he seemed to brighten up and he was almost shaking with anticipation, “This is so exciting …”

Remus’s father looked like he could be Remus’s older brother. They looked similar, especially in height. They had the same face shape and nose. Sirius wondered how old Mr. and Mrs. Lupin were, unless it was a family trait for both of them to look young, but Remus looked all his sixteen years and no less. He couldn’t help but wonder if Remus was a mistake, but the family looked so happy together and successful in whatever they were doing.

Mr. Lupin shook Sirius’s hand as Remus introduced him to his father. It took a minute, but Sirius finally recognized Mr. Lupin. “Y-You’re Ben Lupin, the attorney!”

“Mm … hmm?”

“My Dad used to talk about you all the time when he was following your case a few years ago with that … rapist blackmailer!”

“Ah, the resulting lawsuit bought us this house. But wait … I’m talked about?”

“Oh course you are honey, that was very brave thing you did.” The case of Ben Lupin and the Rapist went on for about a month of going back and forth between defense and prosecution. Ben Lupin was handling defense of the alleged rapist. According to an interview with the Philadelphia Inquirer, Ben Lupin had a chance to hear the defendant confess to the crime of raping a little girl and just so happened to record that confession, present it to the court and have his client arrested. He lost the case completely, was fired from his first law firm, but didn’t lose any money and was picked up by a more powerful law firm providing him with an even bigger paycheck. Sirius’s father had been so astounded and impressed with the man’s willingness to lose his own case and here was the man sitting right next to Sirius who didn’t know that the man lived right in his township! He wondered how his dad would react if he told him. Sirius inwardly smacked himself. How many Lupins could there be in all of Pennsylvania?

“Thank you.” Ben said smiling at Sirius. He turned to his wife and said, “So, there’s this restaurant I saw that looked pretty interesting on my lunch break in Philly I thought we could go check out tonight, if that’s okay with everyone.”

“Sirius do you have to bed home at a certain time?” Remus asked.

Sirius shook his head.

“Good, are you boys done with your project?”

They nodded; they could edit that last paragraph later.

“Let’s go.”

* * *

The four of them were laughing and talking and generally getting along in this restaurant. Sirius had all but forgotten his recent slew of dreams and feeling more and more comfortable in Remus’s company. It was a lot of fun getting to know Remus better, that he wasn’t the loser the rest of the school thought he was, he was just shy and reserved and so much better than those cliquey people—the main people that say if we ostracize you, everyone must follow suit. Sirius knew that Lucius Malfoy threatens anyone that is seen “hanging out” with the “losers” of the school, but if people are really that stupid to believe that he’ll actually do something, then they didn’t deserve to be Remus’s friend. Remus was a starter for the basketball team, really smart, funny, and kind to everyone. Sirius wasn’t really one to talk, however, he had ignored Remus too, and here was this person so suppressed by high school and waiting for a friend to come along. Remus had had friends before, but that was just maybe when they were little and kids made and lost friends every day. Though, he couldn’t give Remus so much credit because he didn’t usually try to put himself out there, but making people feel comfortable seemed to come naturally. Sirius now knew that Remus mostly hung out with his family and they traveled often.

Sirius found out that Remus’s grandparents lived in Canada and France respectively. On his father’s side, there were three Lupin brothers: Carver, Dallan, and Ben, in order. Carver lived in Wyoming, Dallan lived in District of Columbia, and Ben here in Pennsylvania. Mrs. Lupin only had one older brother, Remus’s uncle Cid. His cousins were Irina, Walden, and Vance.

“How in the world,” Sirius was saying as they finished their entrées, “Did your family come from Canada to Pennsylvania?”

“Well,” Said Mr. Lupin, “My brothers were both born in Canada and they came to Vermont before I was born because my dad got a job from his company in Burlinton, Vermont, so we lived there until the summer before Dallan was a senior in high school.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, he was pretty pissed off. My parents got new work in Pennsylvania and I can still remember the conversation. My parents told us at dinner when Carver was visiting over his spring break from college and they just said, ‘boys, we’re moving,’ and Dallan just looks at them and goes, ‘Where? To Middlebury?’ my parents said no, and so he starts listing off every other nearby Vermont town and then they finally stop him and say, ‘Dallan, we’re moving to Pennsylvania’. He was so pissed. He made them promise to take him college touring wherever he wanted in the United States and that they couldn’t give him crap if he went to college far away like Carver did when he went to Emory University in Georgia.”

“Crazy,”

The evening was coming to a close. Sirius was feeling really tired and it was only ten o’clock. They drove through Center City, past the Art Museum, and through Fairmount Park all the way home. Sirius had been having such a good time he didn’t want to go home, but he couldn’t impose after they had shown him such a good time. He nearly fell asleep in the car, and he must have dozed off because the next minute, the Lupins were opening their doors and Sirius jumped up and walked with Remus up his driveway.

“Do you … um, did you want me to take you home?”

“Umm,”

Mrs. Lupin said, “You’re more than welcome to spend the night, Sirius, if you’re really that tired.”

“Oh, I’m not,”

“You fell asleep in my car,” Said Mr. Lupin.

“Dad, really—”

“What?”

“I’ll just call my dad.” Sirius said taking out his phone. It rang and rang, and finally his younger brother answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Where is everyone?”

“Out.” Regulus said curtly.

“And they left the poor baby Regulus at home by himself?”

“What do you want?”

“I’m just going to spend the night here at Remus’s, I’m too tired .”

“Yeah because you’re the one driving.”

“Shut up, just tell mom and dad.”

“Fine.”

They hung up.

“Who was that?” Remus asked as they headed upstairs to his room.

“My little brother.”

“Oh,” they reached the room. “You can borrow my clothes if you want.”

They changed quietly, Sirius facing one wall so that he didn’t have to look at Remus, the thoughts of the dreams wafting back into his brain. When they were done, they decided just to head off to bed. They said good night to Remus’s parents and Remus broke out his sleeping bag, but Sirius never used it. They ended up sitting on Remus’s bed with the lights off just talking and somehow they ended up lying back and getting under the covers and lying in sleepy silence after they had already over stressed talking about school and friends and sports.

“Remus?” Sirius called out sleepily.

“Yes?” Remus answered.

“Have you ever been … kissed?” Something most people had been wondering in his social circle, maybe once or twice.

Remus didn’t answer for a short while. He said very sleepily, “No.”

“Have you ever wanted to try it?” Sirius turned on his side to look over at Remus, Remus was looking up at his ceiling, his eye lids looked like they were getting heavy.

Neither of them was really thinking about the outcome or even what they were doing when they shifted on the sheets and came closer and closer together until their lips met. Sirius was kissing Remus slowly as if they had been doing this forever. Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus’s waist pulling his closer. Remus didn’t object; he put his hands on Sirius’s shoulders as if he was holding on, not wanting to be let go.

After a while, Sirius slid his tongue into Remus’s mouth, and Remus accepted by widening his mouth, allowing entry. The kiss seemed to last for hours and hours, it stretched on into the night and somehow they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

In the morning Sirius had thought that he was having another one of his dreams and he felt remorse that he had done that in Remus’s own house, but at least he hadn’t came, the kissing felt so real, so sweet, and almost shy. He definitely liked it, which made him feel more embarrassed, this couldn’t go on, and it was awful because he really liked Remus, but he just wasn’t sure how much he liked him.

When he opened his eyes to see a sleeping Remus resting peaceably in his arms, he knew he was in trouble. He was staring at Remus realizing that last night was definitely not a dream at all. As if sensing being stared at, Remus slowly opened his eyes looking back and Sirius. His eyes grew wide. They shot backward off of each other as if electrocuted.

“Boys! Time for breakfast!” called Mrs. Lupin from the kitchen.

Remus knew not even the pancakes that smelled so promisingly downstairs would do anything to get the taste of Sirius out of his mouth.

TBC …

Yes, I know I’m evil. Next chapter will be shorter I’m thinking. This was 14 pages on my computer …. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it despite it’s slow pace. I know the ending was a little slow to come … but I hope you all liked it as it was anyway. Thanks for reading!