These Marauder's

Disclaimer:

I don't own the Marauders or any of JK's amazing characters!

Honestly if I did I think you would all know about it!

WARNING there isRemus/Sirius SLASH!

If you don't like this, then this story is not for you.

For everyone else however...Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Sirius POV

I don't know what to do. I'm in love. That's right,Love. Blacks don't fall in love, I just don't. These romantic mushy feelings belong to my best mate James Potter, romantic extraordinaire known by all. There is also the fact of WHO I am in love with; this is causing me to become quite scared. For starters the she you are all expecting is not a she, but a he! Yes, he! One of my best friends to be honest! He goes by the marvellous name of Remus. Remus John Lupin. I don't know how to act around him anymore, ever since I figured how I felt a few weeks ago.

Curse my so-called-best friend James Potter! He just had to leave to have another extravagant attempt at wooing the famous Lilly Evans, and Peter, well he's scarpered of to the kitchens again hasn't he. Leaving me left here all alone by the lake, with Remus. I mean, here I am sat next to him, in the perfect possition where I can see the sunlight reflecting softly of his beautiful golden hair, shimmering you could say. Oh sweet Merlin, he's stretching! His shirt riding up his lean muscles, only slightly showing of that tanned chest, I gulp, trying to steady my already racing heart. This is not good for me, just how many times have I dreamed touching that chest, hearing him moan, moan my name… NO! Stop! I mustn't think that, not now! As I feel myself blush, I glance at his face briefly, only to see that his eyes have fluttered shut as he lies back into the grass. Good, I sigh in relief, he hasn't noticed me staring, and that would be awkward. My breathe hitches, as I realise his shirt is still open slightly, enabling me full view of his chest as it softly moves up and down with each breath. I allow my eyes to wonder his delicate figure; he is like a piece of art. His well defined chest is covered in these beastly scars, a constant reminder of what he is.

Anger boils in my gut as I remember what happened to him long ago, what still and will forever happen each and every full-moon. He doesn't deserve this. Remus is such a kind, caring, smart, funny, shy and beautiful person. Every time he smiles, the world feels perfect; every touch sends shivers down my spine and his laugh sends me into pure bliss. I fell for him and hell I fell hard. I love the way he says my name his own special way, how he smiles when I say something funny, but when he laughs, oh, it feels like a gift, a gift from the highest of all. Oh Merlin! Why must he be so… so perfect? My eyes trace his strong jaw line and end on his lips, oh those soft kissable lips. Why must he tempt me so? It would be so easy to bend down and claim them for my own, to taste them finally. But no, I cannot. He would hate me. He's straight for Merlin's sake! It would ruin everything, so this I will keep quiet, I must keep quiet. For his sake, for the sake of our friendship. I sigh again, slowly drifting out of my day-dreams and back into reality. Only to find these gorgeous hazel eyes focused on my face. Shit. He's looking at me funnily, he must have noticed.

'Sirius?'

His soft voice calls out, filled with slight concern.

'Pads? Are you okay?'

Dam it, not my nickname! I look away quickly, mumbling something as I do so.

'Sirius, your all red, you're not ill are you?'Oh no, I still look away. What do I say? I start to panic, how can I explain to my perfectly straight friend why I was looking at him as I was?

'I-I'm fine Remus! Honestly! You worry too much!' I get out, hoping I sound as I normally do.

He doesn't appear too convinced however as he moves closer to me, mouth open to speak, but I'm saved the trouble of answering anymore dangerous questions when James Potter comes over sullenly.

'She rejected me! Again!'

I feel a slight smile tug on my lips. Ahhh how relieved I feel hearing his daily complaints!

'Well, my dearest James, how did you attempt to woo her heart this time?' I asked, putting on a mock voice of concern. 'You haven't charmed your broom to shoot stars out the end and write 'My sweetest Lily Flower! You are a radiant goddess oh my love for you will never die, unlike these stars up in the sky. Yet if you continue to deny my love, I shall follow you like a mourning dove'in the sky again have you? I mean we all know how sappy your poetry can be at times'

'No! I didn't! You know how well that ended pads! No, I just simply asked her to go on one date, to give me a chance; I even gave her roses this time!'

James looks devastated; Remus and I briefly glance at one another, and begin our cheer-up James pep-talk.

'Ahhh James, she'll come around! You're amazing!' I begin.

'Fabulous even'

'stunning'

'Kind-hearted'

'Funny'

'Charming'

'Witty'

'Extremely loyal'

'A true friend'

'A true marauder'

And with that said, Remus and I both stood and frog-marched James towards the school.