So I finally finished the sequel to the story about Sirius scars. Dont worry if you missed it this can be read by itself. Hope you like it :) Sirius nervously paced the corridor in front of the fat lady as Remus warily watched. Honestly Sirius was brave in nearly everything he did; he mouthed off to potential Death Eater, cut a clump of hair off of Mrs Norris’ tail and even, on a dare, drank most of a can of muggle bug spray before being rushed to the hospital wing. Perhaps stupid was a better word. Either way, Sirius was brave in most everything… except things that involved James, or in this case, telling James things he needed to know a long time ago. “I can’t tell him” Sirius said for the hundredth time, looking more uncertain with each reiteration. “Yes you can” Remus soothed, trying to remain patient. Sirius weaved his fingers into his beloved hair dramatically as he looked plaintively over at his friend, “He won’t- I don’t- I just can’t Remus” he sighed, slumping against the bannister facing the fat lady’s portrait. “Come on, James loves you, he’ll want to know” Remus said softly. “Go on” the fat lady burst out; unable to contain herself any longer, “it’s plain as day that you boys belong together.” She added dreamily. Sirius looked at her wide-eyed. “What?” She smiled at him in one of the most comforting, but definitely the weirdest show of support either of the boys could think of. Remus sniggered before breaking out into a hearty laugh. “Oh come on!” Sirius exclaimed, when he had cottoned on to her meaning, “why does everyone think we’re together? You know what?” he interrupted her, as her mouth opened to explain her opinion on the matter, “never mind.” Remus smirked at Sirius, who had gone back to rubbing his arms self-consciously and looking around fearfully for James, and his smile fell. It hadn’t been long since Sirius had revealed the scars he had littered across his body courtesy of his evil parents for his ‘misbehaviour’ to Remus. But it had been long enough that he should have told James. Years too long really. Sirius groaned “What am I even supposed to say Remy? ‘Hey James! I’ve been horribly tortured by my parents and extended family for my entire life, check out my scars-’” he said in a falsely cheery voice as he pushed up his sleeves “’nifty huh? Oh but don’t mind me! Compared to Regulus I’m practically spotless, he looks like a divine patchwork quilt! Ain’t that grand?’” Remus rolled his eyes at the sarcasm as Sirius’ sleeves dropped again. “You have to tell him though,” Remus said seriously. “Peter and I know and he’ll think you don’t trust him if you haven’t been the one to tell him and he finds out through some stupid way instead.” Sirius’s palms kneaded his eyes, “It’s not as easy as that Moony, I don’t want him to get upset over something he can’t-” Sirius cut off abruptly as he turned back to the portrait hole which had swung open noiselessly during their conversation to reveal James, whose jaw had dropped. “So…” Sirius said with a false grin that was very hard to tell from his regular one, “how much of that did you hear exactly…?” Sirius didn’t even bother to finish his sentence the look on James’ face was so stern. “Ah,” Sirius said sheepishly, fiddling with his sleeves, “so the whole thing. Right.” Without another word James grabbed Sirius’ hand and hauled him through the portrait hole before dragging him upstairs to their dormitory. Of course it wouldn’t be the Gryffindor common room if they weren’t followed by a few wolf whistles and catcalls. Remus, on the other hand, decided not to follow them, thinking that the two would need some privacy to work it all out. James slammed open the door, startling poor Peter as he read despondently from a romance novel Lily’s dorm mate, Mary, had disgustedly thrown away after her mother had sent it to her to try and force her daughter to be more ‘feminine’. Peter squeaked and threw the book across the room in fright as the pair crashed through the door. “We need the room Wormy” James said gravely, shoving Sirius onto his bed while and starting to pace like a caged lion. Peter completely missed the tone and said “aren’t single mattresses a little small for two?” “Out!” James snapped, to which Peter rolled off of his bed, slack jawed, and made a beeline for the door. Turning on Sirius, James growled “Speak” before sitting down across from Sirius for maximum glare effect. Sirius sighed and began to unbutton his shirt. James’ eyes snapped wide “woah, wait, what are you doing?” he asked, blushing. This really wasn’t where he had been intending to go with this. But Sirius just ignored him and let his shirt fall to the floor, revealing a multitude of scars mapped out across his skin. James darted forward, missing the pained and awkward look on his friend’s face as he examined the scars more intimately that Sirius had ever allowed them to be seen. Finally, after what seemed like an age, James straightened up, his face set, and said “You’re not going back there.” Sirius almost shuddered. He knew that voice, James was a rather carefree and jovial person but when he used that voice; either shit was going to go down or someone was in trouble. “Well where would I go?” Sirius said despondently, avoiding James’ eyes “I don’t exactly have an abundance of good guys in my family, and the ones who are think they can’t trust me. Can’t say I really blame them. If any kid of Narcissa’s or Bella’s ran up to me for anything I’d probably dump holy water on them.” Sirius looked cautiously up at James, hoping he’d at least crack a smile; unfortunately he still looked so grave he would blend in rather effectively at a cemetery. James sighed irritably as Sirius looked up at him once more. “Don’t be an idiot.” He scoffed “You’re coming home with me.” “Mr Potter!” Sirius gasped in his best southern bell accent, “I thought you were a gentleman! At least buy me dinner first,” James knew better then to laugh, Sirius always tried to cover up with humour whenever he felt exposed. It wasn’t easy for him to have serious attention focused on him. James resisted rolling his eyes, “I’m being serious.” “No I’m Sirius” Sirius tried again half-heartedly. “Sirius, I’m willing to put up with how stupid you are for most of the year so I might as well make it the whole year. You know I’m not going to stop until you say yes, I should have asked ages ago really, and my parents love you more than me” James said loftily. Sirius allowed himself to look hopeful for a minute then said “well if it’s for Sylvia and Carter I suppose I could put up with you only… just please be sure, I can’t have this not work out, you’re my best friend. I don’t want to lose you because I’m an idiot; I want to lose you because I found someone better looking.” Sighing James said, “ok, looking past all the insulting, I’m guessing that’s a yes? Good.” He said without waiting for an answer, “I hope you have everything important here because you’re not even going back to pack.” Sirius stared at James hard for a moment before deciding that James really meant what he said, he never had to go to that hell, he’d suffered in for sixteen years, again. So, without thought, Sirius threw himself at James, wrapping his arms around his friend tightly, unable to believe his luck. He felt a small pang of guilt for leaving Regulus alone but he knew that his brother had already chosen his path and there would never be anything that Sirius could say to stop him. Stubborn-ass Black’s the lot of them. It was at that point when Remus strolled it, Peter in tow, “oh good, you two have sorted it out. So I’m guessing Sirius is going to live with you James?” Remus asked nonchalantly, picking up Peter’s book absentmindedly while Peter slipped onto his own bed and rifled around for chocolate. James and Sirius both looked confusedly over to Remus and spluttered; “but-” “how did you-?” Remus snorted “I’m not an idiot” he simply said “well, now we’ve figured that out we can get down to more important matters.” “Like what?” James asked around a mouth full of honeydukes chocolate he had snatched from Peter, knowing better then to try and steal Remus’. “Like why Peter is reading a Mills and Boon novel for one thing.” Remus said, to mostly blank stares. Two days and a bit of speed reading later Sirius and James had figured out exactly what Mills and Boon was and teased Peter mercilessly by acting out many of the scenes in his presence. Sirius was just grateful for the distraction from himself. Living situations were never brought up again besides the wordless tug on Sirius’ sleeve at King’s Cross station at the end of the school year as James led him over to his parents so they could go home. - Cristie
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 12:34:19 +0000
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