Glitter and Rock and Roll
Glitter and Rock and Roll
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Title:style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Glitter and Rock and Roll
Author: Nixie D
Fandom: Harry Potter
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Pairing:style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Sirius/Remus
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Rating:style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> PG for now, but believe me it’s going to go
up.
Summery: In an era of sexual exploration
and fighting self suppression, two young boys find themselves in the epicentre
of it all.
Feedback: Welcomed, but please no
flames.
both being left ambiguously aged here, (around 16-17), but will be 18 before
anything happens. This will be a slash story, if this isn’t your cup of tea
turn around right now.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, all
characters and places are the property of their respective owners, primarily JK
Rowling and WB. I’m merely playing with them temporarily, and make no profit
from them.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Authors Note:style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> This is my first time in the fandom, and to be
honest apart from reading Harry Potter
and the Prisoner of Azkaban what I know of this fandom comes mostly from
fanfiction, and small bits from the movies.
This is a work in progress, and the chapters will vary in length, but be
patient, I’ve got three other projects on the go.
Inspired by Bowie, Molko, Welling and every other pretty boy out there.
Prologue
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It was the era of David Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust,
glitter, sexual liberation, and Sirius Black. With long black hair and blue
eyes he was the epitome of “pretty boy”, tanned skin permanently graced with
just a hint of glitter and school shirt just a touch too tight; designed to
draw the eyes of would-be admirers. How he looked was nothing though to how he
moved; Sirius moved with a grace unknown to other boys his age, he appeared
both hunter and hunted, seducer and seduced. He prowled the halls, sauntered up
and down the stairs, prolonging the time spent before others. Sirius Black
wanted to be fucked, ask any student, but despite all the stories, all the
rumours and all the gossip that lingered in his wake; Sirius had yet to ever
give in. He was indeed a “pretty boy”; gloriously beautiful but sinfully untouchable.
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maybe it was the three boys who were constantly in his company. The rumours
that surrounded the little group ran wild, was it one of them who had captured
him? After all; the cluster was not just home to the pretty boy Sirius, but
also housed a devilish being called James Potter, star pupil and quidditch
player, had he snagged Sirius? There was little doubt in anyone’s mind that the
petit podgy boy named Peter Pettigrew would never capture Sirius, but it was a
tawny-eyed creature that held the most intrigue. Despite falling a bit short on
height and seeming to be permanently buried in a book; Remus Lupin had become a
thing of intrigue. With fey-like features and copper-blond hair, he was hardly
unique at this young an age. But his eyes; those gold specked, yellow rimmed,
caramel-brown disks glimmered with secrets. They taunted, teased and tantalised
with an innocent look, their secrets clear but hidden, and who didn’t enjoy
learning a secret?
was surprising that Remus would associate with the other three, but as it was,
wherever Sirius Black was, James Potter was likely to be found, and with James
there would be Peter Pettigrew scampering after, begging for approval, walking calmly
along behind them all was Remus Lupin, hands clasped around a ratty book bag
and puffing, to try to blow a stray lock of hair off his nose. Now perhaps this
may seem as if Remus merely tagged along, but if you waited just a few more
moments, with a flair of motion, Sirius Black would appear, sweeping the bag
out of Remus’ hands straight to James, before slowly placing that annoying
stray lock perfectly in its place.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>With those few brief moments there was hint as
to what exactly went on within the tight knit group, and like smoke, as soon as
it was gone you wondered if it was ever there.