The Rabid Plotbunnies Strike Again

[kasche]

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"Remus, if you are.. I already know about werewolves' mating stuff, and-"

"What?"

He is watching me astounded. Evidently he wasn't expecting that from me..

"..I mean, about mating for life and I-"

"What??"

Man, this is tiring me out. Can't he simply let me speak?
But.. what's that look on his face? He's looking at me as if I've just said McGonagall is pretty..

"Pads, don't tell me.. Had you really believed all that rubbish?"

Believed? Rubbish??

"What..?" Now it's my turn, it seems. And my face has to seem pretty funny, since he simply starts giggling. This isn't going at all as I was expecting.

"Remus? What do you mean..? And stop laughing like that!! I'm serious!"

Fortunately he lets go every comments about the usual pun. Probably he understands that, if he did, I would have killed him just here and now.

"..sorry.. - he manages to say - ..but.. Oh, Sirius, how could you.. This isn't true, really!"

Not true..? And stop chuckling, Remus, please.. it's really unnerving..

"What are you saying??"

"I don't mate for life, Sirius..! Wolves do! Me, not!"

"Oh." What else should I say..? "Oh."

"..on a second thought, I think neither wolves do.."

The floor is suddenly interesting. Oh, look, all this cute crevices..
I'm going completely nutters. COMPLETELY.
Next thing I know, I'll be admiring the bars at the window in my St. Mungo's cell. Who knows, perhaps they use nice curtains there. I'm just not in a hurry to discover that right now.

"Hey."

Maybe they won't get me there for appreciations about the floor, but to cure a sudden deafness. My daftness, on the other hand, is entirely beyond any hope of recover.

"Sirius."

After all, we are wizards for a reason. When I was little, I was sure that, looking long enough at a surface, I would have carved a hole off it. Not bad having a grave on the Hogwarts' grounds.
Even if a random unused classroom isn't exactly my place of choice to spend all the eternity in.

"Sirius!"

As long as it isn't a random POTIONS classroom, though, I think I could manage it.

"For goodness' sake, Sirius, look UP!"

I may not be a wizard skilled enough to dig, wandless, a grave on a stony ground, but I am a trained dog. So, I raise my head.

I don't even have the time to add that I'm not only a trained dog, but a stupid one to boot, that I hear a sigh (not mine) and feel a sudden warmth (again not mine) across my chest. And a mouthful of hair in my mouth, nose and generally face, but this is not that important at this point in time.
What is important is the pair of arms that are finding their way around my waist, and that I trust to be able to keep me up, since my treacherous knees are going to take an impromptu holiday. Taking my pride with them, but they don't seem to care that much.

"Stupid."

And here I thought that was settled. I realize it's been a while since the last time I actually opened my mouth, so I should speak again, or I'd result rude.

"What?"

Then again, being rude probably isn't that bad.

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The Part I being Sheet of Water (death to the stupid titles), written on an impulse for the Cookie Jar of the HMS WolfStar.

Part II is actually missing a beginning, an end, and it's getting way too fluffy, so we'll see what we can do. Especially considering that the original idea was of Remus being (strangely) straight and turning Sirius down, which is quite clearly not the way he's taking now. Any suggestion is appreciated!

Comments

[gothikmaus.livejournal.com]

Hah! Povero Sirius, fa proprio la figura del cretino! La fic è interessante, ma a un certo punto non capivo bene cosa stava succedendo. In questo punto:

I don't even have the time to add that I'm not only a trained dog, but a stupid one to boot, that I hear a sigh (not mine) and feel a sudden warmth across my chest. And a mouthful of hair in my mouth, nose and generally my face, but this is not that important at this point in time.

Sirius si ritrova i capelli di Remus in faccia per via della differenza di altezza? *sono un po' lenta*

Per il resto è carina, sai SB/RL non è proprio il mio pairing preferito... =P

[kasche.livejournal.com]

E il bello è che Sirius in quel modo mi è venuto spontaneamente.. ^^""
Diciamo che è una reazione alla comune credenza che i licantropi si.. accoppiano per la vita (al momento non mi viene in mente una traduzione migliore, ma spero tu abbia capito a che mi riferisco.. ^^")

Il pezzo dei capelli è più o meno il punto in cui sono più insicura.. visto che c'è Remus che praticamente si butta addosso a Sirius, più che abbracciarlo. ^^" (e per questo i capelli di Remus finiscono in faccia a Sirius.)

So che non è il tuo pairing preferito, per questo apprezzo anche di più la tua review ^^
Oh. Dio. La rima. =___=