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translation, translation : Adunatio (6 / 7), part

Title: Adunatio
Author: Vixenette
Translator : miss_jad
Beta : gredoune
Pairing: Sirius / Remus, James / Lily
Summary: Remus and Sirius are literally glued to each other for a week ...
Rating: NC-17 for language and some explicit scenes!
Archives: original - lj, ffnet , french_slashers
Disclaimer : nothing belongs to the author, let alone, me, everything has to JKR!
Ndt : I post here the translation of the complete and uncensored version of the fic Vixenette, that is to say that which contains passages too ... feufeunet too much for ...
I'm really sorry, I had to cut the chapter into two parts because LJ would not let me post all at once ... too long ago apparently (-_-')
mistakes or things that do not? I'm all ears!

Adunatio

Sixth Day-Part Two-
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"It happened last year. You know, Daniel is also in seventh grade, but in Ravenclaw and Terrence is the sixth year that is in Gryffindor." Sirius paused and passed his fingers nervously through his hair. "I realized I liked boys after having sex with Robyn. It was so weird with her and then the next day I noticed she was pretty, uh ... like that, boy. I mean, she looked a bit like a boy. She had almost no breasts, she never wore make-up and then she had any time short hair. Then I began to understand that I give much attention to boys. My eyes tend to wander in the showers after Quidditch practice. I thought it was normal, you know, it was just curiosity vis-à-vis other boys. But others did not seem to watch, so ... "Sirius Remus paused and stared into the eyes.

Reeve was paralyzed. The steam had curling black locks of Animagus and water had stuck to her cheeks red and his brow furrowed. One drop is threw the tip of its nose and crashed hard on his upper lip. The werewolf was then seized with a mad desire to go lick every drop that strutted there but could not. He realized suddenly that he was panicked at the idea of making the first move. Sirius had just opened one of the doors locked and he thought it turned out, now, another door was hidden behind. And this, the Animagus could leave it open. Remus was to decide when he would be willing to overcome his fear of being 'excluded' and 'different'.

"Do you hate me now?" whispered Sirius.

"No." How could he? How could he hate the most wonderful friends, most beautiful, most intelligent and headstrong person he ever met her?

Sirius waited a second longer, studying her face pale in front of him, before lifting his hand. Though wedged between his fingers, stood painfully wand with licorice, almost flaccid to have been drowned a few minutes earlier. With a quick movement and insured, it was soon pushed into the mouth of Remus.

He instinctively planted its teeth in the lollipop and the taste of licorice spread over his tongue and palate. Seating himself comfortably, he began to chew with a deliberate slowness, wanting to watch Sirius licked his own, without finding the courage to look up. But what was he so afraid? The young Black had told him there was a chance. So why did he show such cowardice?

"I think I'm trying to turn me into a mummy," remarked absently Sirius and Remus felt his heart plummet to the bottom of his stomach. Yes, of course, Padfoot wanted out of the tub. He wanted leave the bathroom. He wanted to escape the situation that forced them to remain head to head, chained to one another and totally naked. Was this the last time they were alone in the water? Would they really need another shower by for breakfast? Is that Monday would be their last day together?

His piece of licorice stick to still in your mouth, then stepped aside Remus and Sirius began to mount on the edge of the tub, without looking at the other boy. It would be wrong to stare at him while Animagus had clearly expressed a desire leave.

But a flick at the wrist stopped him. He turned and found the drummer standing in the water, trying to fix it. "Where you going?"

"I ..." The question disconcerted the prefect. "I thought you wanted to get out."

"I never said that. I was just a remark." Sirius raised his hand. The tips of her fingers were wrinkled. "You see?" He frowned. "But if you want to be so-"

"No!" Remus let himself fall precipitously in the tub and realizing he had used a tone perhaps a bit too severe, he said more calmly. "No, I thought you meant that you had finished."

Sirius heaved a sigh before smiling at him and the werewolf felt his heart leap into his chest. "I could stay there all day," whispered he, letting go on the bench, Remus did the same.

Silence fills the room again and the young Lupin wondered if he could now address the issue that tormented him since yesterday.

Then Sirius asked, "What you were saying just now, when we started talking about the same time?"

It is. It is now that I confess that I wanted him. Remus gathered the little courage he could muster, opened his mouth, which organized the words burning his tongue for hours, and fired.

"Nothing."

Dork! Idiot! Stupid idiot! Moony could not suppress a grin while animagus shrugged and turned away from him. But what am I so afraid? Damn!

"In your opinion, what is happening in that classroom?" then went on Sirius.

"I'm not sure."

"You think it's a sort of surprise for the school? Or maybe Dumbledore hides a mysterious treasure or weapon or something like that. Or it could be a new magical creature! And if it was ... "

" And why he would keep these things in a room of Ancient Runes? "

Sirius paused a minute to think." I guess you're right. It must be something trivial, but secret. I still wonder what could it be? "He gave Remus a smile that gave him the shivers." You think we could sneak into the room during our tour of duty, just to have a little help from eye? "

" Certainly not, "rebuked the young prefect. He sent Sirius a look sanctimonious while the boy cried piteously. "This is business Dumbledore. He trusts us and there is no question that we go snooping."

"But Moony-"

"No." Remus tried to suppress the smile that crept over his lips as Sirius began to moan insistently, giving him an air of a beaten dog.

"You're not funny, Moony," muttered sullenly on Black, although he could not help smiling too. The hand of the werewolf lashed the surface of the water and went several drops fall on the face of the Animagus. Pronounced with a roar, Sirius jumped on him and Remus found himself suddenly under water. When

rose to the surface, the foam covering his eyes, he laughed and then began to shake his arms blindly, hoping to catch Padfoot. A cry like a bark was heard on his left and he pulled on his arm, trying to sink the other boy. Instead, he felt that his arm strength folded before him and left the right arm of Sirius passed over his head to become wedged against his right hip. Hastily wiping the foam which obstructing the view, Remus managed to open his eyes to see that their arms were welded pressed against his stomach and the wrist it was Sirius curiously twisted.

"I got you," gasped the Animagus, blowing softly into her ear.

Because the funny angle of the wrist near his navel Sirius, Remus found himself trapped on all sides, surrounded by outstretched arms and pressed against a warm body. He could not restrain a sudden thrill, before setting and close the eyes. If that was all he was able to free himself from his fiery passion for his friend, then so be it. If was too cowardly to admit openly that he felt anything but friendship, then this kind of contact would be the only innocent windfall that would feed his fantasies for the rest of the school year.

Then Sirius shook and he felt something dig into his lower back.

He immediately was plunged back under water, while the embrace of the Animagus and he backed off reclaiming his arm. When Remus emerged, rubbing his eyes to remove the water, it was to find another boy standing before him, head down.

"Sorry. I did not want ..." Sirius's voice slowly fades away, and while obviously trying to control himself, he still refused to look at it, the werewolf swore that his friend was shaking.

Now! Say it now! "What you're sorry?"

"I purposely did not fall in love with you, Moony."

"I ... what? What you just said?" Remus felt his courage back and then spinning in his veins at full speed. He could do it. He had only to do the second pitch. With this last confession, Sirius had just opened all doors and, if he ever left them close, then it would only have to jump from the top of the Astronomy Tower. "You ... you love me?"

"Yes." The Animagus finally turned to look him in the eyes. The foam had almost completely disappeared, leaving a boy, looks unhappy, dipped in the middle of the tub. Staring at the navel of his friend, Remus distinguished from brown curls beneath the surface slightly rough water.

"You do not have to be sorry," whispered the young Lupin, the ball which filled the throat prevented him from speaking normally. He took a step forward and forced a smile. "After all, you make me rather facilitates things ... I mean, about what I wanted to tell you earlier."

In a dead silence, stared at Sirius, studying her face, her eyes, her hair and even his neck. Remus closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, he could swear that the eyes of his friend was about to come over his body. That look that was burning, by itself, inflating his erection ...

"And what did you mean just now?" encouraged the Animagus. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sirius had slightly closer. They stood now, more than a step from each other.

"I ..." The werewolf cleared his throat several times in a row. Why was it so difficult? "I think ... I mean ... I ... I ..."

Sirius interrupted him then. Not with words, but by looking at him and pressing soft lips against hers and, oh, it was perfect. Remus hastened to return his kiss, raising his right hand to the face of the Animagus and dragging his thumb on the cheek raspy who was there.

"You wanted to talk about that?" asked Sirius away from him. The young warden let out a breath he did not have retained all this time.

All he wanted to do for now was to continue to embrace Sirius. Then he harnessed it with ardor.

This time the kiss intensified, became more impassioned, emboldened and Remus opened his mouth to go lick the lips of Padfoot. He nibbled gently before, finally, begin to suck the flesh with fire. A deep groan burst from the throat of the Animagus who drew sharply against him by opening, in turn, the mouth, so their tongues mingled and their bodies pressed firmly against each other.

Remus asked quietly with his left hand on the hip of Sirius while he was diving his right hand into the boy's hair, wrapping his fingers into the hair dark. He tightened his grip and let his tongue caress that of the Animagus, occasionally lingering on the palate smooth he teased gently.

The heat and steam fogging her mind and, despite the Left Hand of Sirius who had to touch her lower back, it blurs a little more ideas, Remus managed to hear the creaking as the door was open. He stepped aside to cons heart, difficulty holding a grunt, and turned his head toward the intruder.

"Oh, you," sneered Severus Snape with a contemptuous smile, his hand on his wand. "I did not mean to interrupt your little party with love."

"Get out of there, Snivellus," released the scathing voice of Sirius. "You got nothing to do here ... it's a bathroom. You know, with a bathtub. This kind of thing big and filled with water that is used for washing." He paused. "And you're NOT prefect! You have no right to be there, slimy cretin."

"Oh, but it means is that I missed the announcement of the century," quipped Snape on a calm tone, eyebrows raised, "that made you honored the great title of prefect, Black."

"Come on," the werewolf whispered to his friend, trying to swallow the lump that had again stuck in his throat. He managed to pull the other boy to the edge of the bath and went out with agility. Turning his back to Snape, he waited nervously for Sirius so in turn.

"You see something you like, Snivellus?" Black inquired with some pride, and when Remus glanced over his shoulder, puzzled, he found the Slytherin in watching them. Or rather, in the process of looking at him. "He has a nice ass, right? How would you like to come back for the ball, huh?"

If the choking steam room had not already flushed her face, this remark would have inflamed cheeks on the field. Instead, he used the outbreak of trouble to pull Sirius out of the water, drag him to the pile of towels and hot in a tightly wound around his waist, ensuring that the Animagus did the same.

"I'm not the type to use things that have already served," Snape sneered from the other side of the tub. Remus tried to ignore it. Please, Sirius, drops, here we go. Please.

But the young Black had already returned to secure a Slytherin look as bad as he could for holding a cloth tied around the hips and another wedged around his neck. "Remus is as innocent as you on that point, of course, the reason is completely different. You, no one would dare touch you, even with a pole ten feet long! "He pulled the towel that was blocking his neck and began to vigorously rub his hair black and wet, while he coached the Wolf garou corner where lay their clothes.

"And the excuse of Lupin, what ... because it is taken, perhaps? "Snape let go when Remus pulled on his shirt in a hurry, not caring who drops pearls at the end of her hair." I'm sure inquiring minds would like to know. "

"If you're the curious mind, al-" began the Animagus angrily, but the Slytherin cut it.

"Do not be ridiculous! It's HIM I would not touch even with a pole ten feet long!" Snape turned away from them suddenly and lowered the handle that emptied the bathtub. "Too bad that the taps are not in money, you do not, Lupin?" He leaned and operated plumbing, fixing the copper pipe as he spat out a white foam and air. He growled. "Anyway, I do not go behind the beasts . You know what I mean, Black?"

Remus had to muster all his strength to keep from rushing to Sirius across the room and throw himself on the Slytherin. It was not as strong as his friend, especially when he was furious, but he still manages to retain him. "Come on, come on. Ignore it! He's just trying to get us into trouble."

He managed to help a Black surly to get dressed before the lead up to the exit. At his side, still fuming at the Animagus.

"Come on," Remus repeated. When the door closed behind them, the werewolf threw a glance at his watch. "It's almost time for our shift." They went

in a silence stretched out to the fifth floor. The young Lupin did not stop to think that, perhaps, when they find themselves all alone during their patrol, maybe they could ... well, they could kiss again. Not that he looks forward to the idea of neglecting his duties as a prefect ... But when they arrived

in the corridor that housed the classrooms of Ancient Runes, they found it completely empty. Remus left the planning of his pocket and studied a second.

"Zabini Tim and Nancy Davies should be somewhere around," he said softly Sirius. The corridor was lit by torches and widely spaced, which emitted wave shadows on the stone floor.

Advancing a little farther down the hall, they discovered the hiding place where young prefects. Remus found himself smiling when he realized what they were doing, wondering if the two sixth years had not read his thoughts.

"Tut, tut, tut! Were you, I am ashamed!" suddenly threw Sirius, frowning and left hand firmly placed on his hip, Slytherin who startled at the sound of his voice. "Se roll like two scoops sixth grade excited instead ... "

" We're sixth years, "exclaimed Tim, but animagus continued as if he had not heard.

" ... you act like adults! You're supposed to be an example for small fayot first and second year. And you're here, to balance the trust of Dumbledore by the window. "Remus felt his smile disappearing. Sirius had he not intend to engage in the same activity? Near him, Black continued to grumble, "... can not believe you are prefects. And if a student left his dorm? And if he broke into the hall of ancient runes? And they kept a monstrous creature in there, so fierce that it would consume a single bite? What would you do you and your little sense of duty prefect, eh? "

" Come on, Tim. It goes, "Nancy indignant while the two Slytherin moved away by throwing black looks. Padfoot turned to Remus.

" You have been a little harsh, do not you think? "It could not help feeling a twinge of regret at the apparent aversion had Sirius for kissing in public. The Animagus Were there any remorse?

But at the very moment the two prefects disappeared down the hall, Sirius pushed him against the wall and pressed lips against his greedy.

Despite the cold stones and rocky which mauled the back, despite her knees started to weaken, threatening to give way under his weight, Remus was euphoric, he loved it, and when he realized, he was completely dazed. It surrounds the other boy of his right arm and drew her against him, squeezing as hard as he could, feeling her sex react abruptly at the extreme proximity.

"Hello?" advanced a voice close to them and the werewolf extricates cons to the heart of the embrace of Sirius, collecting a small guttural grunt from the boy with black hair parted away.

"Who is it?" he called softly. That's when Nick-Quasi-Sans-Tête, the ghost of Gryffindor assigned, passed through the wall a few feet away.

"Hello!" Nick repeated with a huge smile and Remus had to repress the ridicule of his need to throw something on the intruder, the ghost. "I'm supposed help patrol tonight. The prefects chief want someone at each end of the corridor and as you can not seem to get rid of, I was asked to come in as reinforcements. "

" But of course if we can, "muttered Sirius sarcastically . 'It has just had an entire week pretending to be attached to each other. "

The Animagus grumbled a bit but the duty prefect called them. The boys then headed towards the west, while Nick was floating in the opposite direction. Arrived at their posts, they saw the silhouette of the bright ghost to another down the hall and Remus could not help making a face. With this unexpected help, not only they were prevented from spending time in s'explorant each other, but in addition, they could not even sneak into the Hall of Ancient Runes to cast an eye to what There was guarded. Despite what he said to Sirius, the young prefect was actually very curious.

"So when is it that you've realized that ... you know?" At his side, Black kept making trips. "Me, I realized that I wanted was you last year, when I slept with Daniel and I thought it would be even more beautiful with fair hair and a slender body. "

" And you decided that you had a crush on me, just because of that? "Remus inquired of a hint of doubt, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure there was something else."

Sirius gave a little smile a little ashamed. "Well, that and the fact that I was extremely jealous of Naylia, even if James and I, we never knew you slept with her. "He paused a moment, then his smile widens suddenly." Oh, and once when we were in Metamorphosis, I made bandage alone watching you lick a feather in sugar. "

Remus stumbled a second." Really? "Imagine Sirius, sitting beside him, watching him while trying to conceal the erection that pointed her dress ...

"It was after Daniel and Terrence, of course. When I understood my feelings and I realized that I wanted was you, I made a cross on the other boys. I did not really have a chance with you. "Sirius turned around." I was sure you would never love boys. That you love me forever, me. After what happened in the shower this week when you said you were straight ... I think I've never been so miserable in my whole life. "

" I think that I I was trying to hide one's face, "whispered the prefect setting the small flame of a torch, which was reflected in the eyes of his friend." It's just that I do not want to be even more different from others I do already was, so I convinced myself that I did not feel anything else to you than friendship. "He offered her a small smile." During the course of Muggle Studies, when you were sucking this rod with licorice, I have been able to concentrate after that. My blood is channeled elsewhere . "

Sirius allowed himself a wink." It was done on purpose, you know. It was worth getting into trouble t'embraser to see you like that. "

Remus allowed himself to laugh softly. He approached,
resistant as well as possible the temptation to grab the other dryly boy and pressed his mouth against the soft lips that obsessed him. He needed to feel that intimacy. He walked just enough to wedge his head on Sirius's shoulder and closed her eyes, feeling a wave of serenity wash him away. How is it possible to get so lucky?

"Is it going there?" shouted Nick. Muttered a few obscenities to Black himself, while they split up and resumed their round.

In fact, fortunately they had returned to patrol because of the corner of the eye, Remus saw a movement and a thin black curve had disappeared in the darkness of the hallway. He touched the arm of the Animagus of his right hand and pointed to the corner of the corridor head.

"Hey!" yelled Sirius. The werewolf grinned while his friend led him straight ahead until the crossing where they found a boy wrapped in her black dress, her lips turned up and tried to make himself small. It was not as expected Remus, a student of first year or two too curious.

was Peter.

"What are you doing here?" hissed harshly prefect. The young rats sighed before closing her eyes and let his head fall forward.

Lupin waited, and thank you Merlin, Sirius made no comment. Finally, Peter looked up. "That they keep in the hall of ancient runes, is for NEWT Uh ... is someone who told me. I just wanted to take a look to see what that it was really happening. " He ran his hand through his blond hair and purposes decided to look at Remus. "I'm sorry, Moony. I knew that you were told to patrol. I ... I think I'm going back to bed."

Somehow, the explanation surprised the prefect. Peter was more of a worker, he always did his homework, he copied it on his friends or take them alone. But see Pettigrew, planted there in the dark, one hand in the pocket and the other in her hair ... anger crept softly to him. Remus was not a saint and he had nothing against a bit of outside help from time to time, as this essay on aging potions-but never, it does stoop to cheating for consideration as important as the NEWT

"You know, Peter, you're not stupid. You could look and everything would be okay." He felt Sirius pressed his wrist, but ignored it. "Sometimes people have to work harder than others. You I choose to believe the facility? You think it's easy for me to let me into the forest every full moon, you endanger all three and all those that could pass? You do not think I'd rather not stay in the shack so that no one is risking his life? It's hard to let me go, let you make decisions for me. It's really hard to reason with myself, not to rush home to tell her everything Dumbledore to get rid of my guilt, to forgive me of betraying his trust. "

In view of the expression had been stated in this young rats, he felt anger abandon while Sirius gripped her wrist again.

"Remus ... I'm sorry. I know you're right." Peter reached over and squeezed the shoulder of the Reeve. "And thank you for saying that I was not stupid. I guess I was just looking ease. I do not know what came over me."

"Yeah, well," Sirius began eagerly, but when the werewolf looked, he saw a little smile dawning on the corner of the lips of the boy with black hair, "Look, Wormtail, you'll have to copy to my duty Ancient Runes. It will avoid you to cheat at least for that. "

Remus growled softly, really angry." Go back to sleep, Peter. We will soon either, our guard tower is almost finished. "He paused." So that's all we watching? I mean, it's just something for the end of the year? "

The rat nodded and Sirius let out a slight groan." And I thought it was something interesting! This is nothing more than stupid thing for NEWT ... pfff!

With a smile, Peter patted the shoulder of the young prefect and waved Black head, before retiring quietly, turning back to their dormitory.

"You really find it hard to let you go with us during the full moon?" Sirius asked as they resumed their patrol.

Remus looked down at his shoes and sighed, trying to suppress the guilt that he crushed his chest permanently. "It's just that I hate be forced to lie to Dumbledore."

"Anyway, you really believe that he can lie to that old man?" The werewolf turned to the Animagus, looking confused, and it continued. "I mean, you remember this guy, Bones? He sold the subjects of the OWLS exams in the fifth year, two years ago ... It seems that Dumbledore always manages to discover everything. I'm sure he knows us, but he leaves us to think that because the three of us, it is strong enough to stop you if you ever become uncontrollable. "

weight hanging over shoulders of the young lycan lightening a bit. "You really think so?"

"I would even bet a hundred galleons."

And Remus could not help smiling.

-

time that their tour of duty ends, a feeling of happiness was deeply rooted in the chest Moony and even scornfully threw their two Slytherin seventh year, Evan Rosier and Narcissa Black, when they passed them, n ' was not because of his euphoria. As fatigue began to be felt, Remus led the way up to Gryffindor Tower, where they were greeted by a totally deserted common room. As he headed for the stairs to their dormitory, Sirius pulled on his wrist, wanting to drop it.

An arm slipped around his waist, one hand moved to the bottom his back and a wave of invading his whole body shivers when animagus put warm, wet lips on hers. Planted amidst the common room and sure to be surprised at any time by an inquisitive student, the young prefect yet found himself overwhelmed by the urgent need for bedtime Sirius strewn on the carpet before the fire, to continue what ' they had begun so well in the prefects' bathroom. While his lower lip was a language skillfully caressed by silky, talented drummer's left hand ventured under his shirt, got rid of the bulky jacket and began to dig her bare skin had come for, sending small tingling in the body of the werewolf.

"I knew it!" exclaimed a voice above them, causing them to jump and come off sharply from each other. Leaning over the railing of the balcony upstairs boys, James Potter stared at them wide-eyed behind his round glasses. "Every two ..."

Remus felt a monstrous wave of terror engulf him. There, he was there. From that moment, it would definitely be labeled as someone 'different' and 'bizarre'. Sirius seemed perhaps not embarrassed, but he had the horrible feeling that James would be a joy to mark it with a hot iron for the whole school can see how it was abnormal. Not only did he happened to be a werewolf, but in addition, he was attracted to boys. As a boy in particular. A boy who turned the heads of most girls of Hogwarts, and more. He wondered if the Animagus would reject everything, claim that their privacy was not what it seemed. He wondered if the fact of being pointed to so would be pretty scary for the elder Black represses his feelings. What happened between them tonight would not matter. Sirius does not leave classified as 'abnormal', he knew it. And now, Remus was terrified. Terrified of being himself belongs to this category. Yet now he knew what he felt for Sirius, now that he knew that his feelings were mutual, the young warden realized that he had never been so happy with all his miserable life. The Animagus accepted it as it was and found it desirable despite the appalling truth. Remus felt that James was about to destroy his world. Sirius would take his distance, he knew, and he would find someone who can never fill the void so naturally that it pierced the soul permanently.

"You're jealous, Prongs? After all, Remus has nothing to envy to Lily. Are you sorry to have missed your chance?"

Then the uncontrollable chain of thoughts that galloped to the head of the werewolf stopped abruptly.

"When you have retrieved the bottom of your jaw dragging on the floor, "continued solemnly Sirius to the attention of the bewildered who was staring open-mouthed," Is what you will leave us alone, we can finish kissing quietly? "

" You. .. you ... "James stuttered, his eyes bulging with surprise. Then he seemed to recover and confessed with some seriousness." I'm just surprised that you do not say anything m'ais. Since you talked about Daniel and the other guy ... "

" James knew? "Remus interrupted, raising his eyes to the young Black and feigning a look full of pain. It does was not really surprised. After all, Sirius and James were like brothers.

"Of course I knew it!" Potter exclaimed with a big smile. "He could not really tell you about it, especially since he thought you were straight. He was afraid. You know, with him, but friendship comes first."

"Sorry, Moony.'s True, everything I told James." Sirius growled, looking ill at his best friend, which leaned perilously over the railing.

a gesture of the hand, Remus brushed the apology of the Animagus and felt his lips crack a smile happy. "I'm not angry." His gaze reverted to Pronger. "So you've got nothing against that? We both, I mean?"

James sniffled loudly. "I know that according to Sirius," he lowered his voice, trying to imitate his friend, 'Remus has nothing to envy to Lily, but I prefer' nothing 'Lily, that thou you have , Moony, if you know what I mean. So why am I against? "

" I did not ask you if you were jealous ... "But the sentence of the werewolf died when he realized, his heart beating, the deer they smiled sympathetically top at the observatory. It approves .

"And if we continued this interesting conversation tomorrow morning?" inquired Sirius, Lupin and young Potter surprised to fix a curious way. "Go ahead, you come immediately."

James nodded. "That's right, yes' immediately '. See you tomorrow at breakfast'." With a nod to Remus and without a word, the boy with glasses disappeared into the corridor of the seventh years.

"Where is it that we were together?" Sirius leaned over and placed his lips on the cheek Moony.

Remus's heart did not stop banging against his chest, still baffled by the fact that James, one of their two best friends, had no problem with them being together. He felt suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of joy and felt the urgent need to take to tighten the Animagus furiously in his arms. He avoided the kiss reluctantly follows his nose and plunged into the neck of the other boy, frantically saying his grip.

"It surprises you that much that James is happy for us?" Sirius whispered, his breath fluttering by the hair of young prefect.

"It's just that I did not know what to think," confessed Remus. "I did not know he was already familiar to you." He drew back slightly to show a frown face to disturb the elder Black. "Do not worry, it does not bother me that you told him ais and not me. And I guess you did not tell Peter?"

"Neither Lily," Sirius said. "It was not a question of confidence, you know I just wanted to sort through my feelings before you bother with this."

Remus's heart sank suddenly. "And if Peter and Lily accept not? If they come to hate us? And if it happens to know and the whole school hates us? "

" Peter is not one to make judgments about these things any more than Lily. As for the rest of the school, they will just go to hell. "

" You really think they would agree? "

Sirius sighed and raised his left hand, gently placing the tip of his fingers on the cheek of a werewolf. "Hey, forget it for now, ok? We'll see when the time comes. For now, we're going to time us and we will be able to spend together between classes, assignments, revisions and trainings. "

Remus allowed himself a smile, realizing that if Sirius was so calm, so it could be, too." I'll try to relax. "He closed his eyes and drew his face from the hand of the Animagus, which began to stroke his cheek.

The werewolf turned his head slightly and kissed the palm of a young Black. This gave her a little smile, before letting his hand slide slowly to wrap around the neck of Remus and draw against him.

Nearby, the warmth that emanated the chimney was sweating but the prefect did not care. He opened his mouth and his tongue fell upon that of Sirius, battling, stroking, swallowing the moan that tore the throat of the boy with black hair. He went further, pressing firmly to their chests against each other, and shuddered as he felt the left hand of the Animagus down along his back, finally grabbing the bottom of her sweater.

"... the couch," muttered Sirius, and Remus tried not to leave the lips of another boy while they were moving, somehow, to the sofa. When Padfoot lasted on the burgundy velvet sofa, Moony toppled with him, without thinking, struggling not to break contact.

When Sirius began to gently kiss her jaw, leaving her fingers pull on the neck of his sweater, the werewolf felt his hair stand on end. When a language drew the rough outline of his ear, the werewolf shuddered. When he planted his teeth gently in the soft lobe, the werewolf could not accept a complaint. It was a sweet torture, it was so good that Remus had to fight to resist the urge to tear his clothes on the spot. Sirius then proceeded to chew her neck and a tingling wave swept through her body, forcing him to dismiss the head back begging for more. Hot lips parsemèrent his skin a trail of wet lollipops and a gasp escaped him while Sirius plunged his tongue in the hollow of his collarbone. Who would have guessed that a simple kiss could be so exciting? Why Naylia had never been able to make him feel this sort of thing?

Then Sirius reappeared mouth against hers. Remus and grabbed the bottom of the shirt of a young Black when he felt the other boy to do well and push his fingers into the firm flesh of his side. Their hips collided painfully tearing a rumble Animagus and electrifying the skin of the werewolf, who instinctively stuck his teeth into the lip of the drummer of Gryffindor.

The mumblings that escaped when the mouths of her Animagus grisèrent senses and he showed a fierce craving, clinging to roughly the other body. Loved the kidneys of Sirius and accentuated a wave of ecstasy swept over the nose as he poked in the neck of the Animagus and lapped the thin film which was salted away. Black growled under his lips and Remus felt a hand slip under her sweater, touching his palm back and fingers to creep into his pants.

He slid one leg between those of Sirius and feverishly rubbed against him. The groans from the warm body he dominated, flattered his ego and he felt a deep sense of power, while the delicious friction of the fabric of his pants against her thigh sent him to the edge of orgasm. His left arm was severely bent them both, but he barely felt the pain he flung himself on the other boy's mouth, insinuating his tongue inside while holding onto the black locks that bewitching. The pleasure was intensifying as his hips were crushed against those of Sirius.

Remus felt like they had just begun, and he was probably right, but when the hand of the Animagus closed over his buttocks, he totally lost control of his actions. The werewolf assen few shots back, panting impatiently against Sirius's lips, until her body shudders violently and that he enjoys. Under him, Black twitched, releasing a discreet "ah!" which contrasted with the ecstatic cry of the prefect of Gryffindor.

Breathing still panting, the young Lupin felt embarrassed win quietly. He looked up and found Sirius, his eyes fixed on him, smiling like a saint, his face damp.

"It was unbelievable," murmured the Animagus, and heart, yet terrified, of Remus, exploded. What should I be embarrassed?

The roar that filled his ears since the beginning gradually calmed down and he abandoned himself to the heat that consumed his body. Head on Sirius's chest, he thought he heard the other boy's heart beat as fast as his.

"We should go to bed," whispered the werewolf. He really did not want to get up, but he knew they should not remain lying there too long, failing to fall asleep and be woken by an early riser first year.

"I can not move," Padfoot mumbled in response. Remus smiled and climbed on the legs, causing the other boy with him. A dark patch soiled their pants.

Sirius slowly pointed his finger on the crotch of the young prefect. "I think you're wet," laughed he with a small grin.

Lupin snorted defiantly. "I'm not alone."

With a shrug, Sirius put his palm on the cheek of the werewolf and let his fingers run along the jaw discreetly hot. Remus let out a long sigh before raising his hand to cover one's Animagus.

"I'm glad it all arrived," he whispered. Sirius gave her a smile, shaking his head slowly and Remus continued, "I do not even know why I could not understand earlier that I felt for you. How could I be so blind?"

"It does not matter now. What matters now is the fact that we both know it and we can obey our feelings. I do not care what other think, but I know you not, then remember ... just that I'm here. I'm not going to reject you or act as if nothing had happened. "

Remus wondered if the fire had not ignited suddenly, because he felt her cheeks ablaze after the declaration of Sirius.

"Come, we go to bed," begged the boy with black hair before a werewolf cause determined, on the stairs.

To be continued .. .

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Fic, translation: Adunatio (6 / 7), part

Title: Author Adunatio
: Vixenette
Translator: miss_jad
Beta : gredoune
Pairing: Sirius / Remus, James / Lily Summary
: Remus and Sirius are literally glued to each other during a week ...
Rating : NC-17 for language and some explicit scenes!
Archives: original - lj, ffnet , french_slashers
Disclaimer: nothing belongs to the author, let alone, me, everything is JKR!
Ndt : I post here the translation of the complete and uncensored version of the fic Vixenette, that is to say that which contains passages too ... feufeunet too much for ...
I'm really sorry, I had to cut the chapter into two parts because LJ would not let me post a once ... too long ago apparently (-_-')
mistakes or things that do not? I'm all ears!

Adunatio

Sixth Day-Part-
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"Hey, ho! Standing, big band lazy!"

Remus heard a grunt in front of him and when he opened his eyes, it was to close them immediately. "Merlin, closes the curtains, dammit! It is too early for there to be much light."

"Early?" Peter's voice sounded somewhere beside him, looking rather amused. "There are two o'clock in the afternoon, marmot. You've already missed lunch. "

Remus let out a low growl. Was it really so late that? Why could not he sleep a little?

" Come on, Moony, wake up, "whispered Sirius and the werewolf is forced to open their eyes to find his friend lying face it, a slight smile on his lips. The door clicked softly behind Pettigrew when he left the room. "Peter is right that we must one rises. We still have homework to do, we must finish the dissertation Wauldin and then you have a meeting of prefects tonight. "

" Wauldin can go to hell, "replied the Prefect of insolent tone grumpy, but he still pushed the covers before recovering and find that the Animagus had not budged an inch." If I get up, then you too. "

Sirius gave a sigh and finally sit down in turn. The T-shirt he wore for the day was wrinkled up collar and tousled his hair completely. Some of his black mop of hair was flattened on one side and the other rebiquait. Remus allowed himself to smile when he lifted his right hand and tried to smooth flyaways.

"I need a shower," he whispered with Intelligence, suddenly fully awake. Padfoot's hair was soft and warm. Contact the electrified when Sirius closed his eyes and his head closer to the palm of the werewolf.

Pull yourself Remus. The boys did not come suddenly to touch the hair of other boys without seeming weird. A regrets, he removed his hand and jumped off the bed. Once on his feet, he stretched himself, rounding the back and craning his neck until he feels a 'pop' satisfactory.

"It looks like a cat when you do that," Sirius announced quietly, eyes wide open.

"Really?"

A nod. "Absolutely. Cats stretch like that when they wake up, they get on all fours and bend back exactly like what you just did."

"So maybe I should put myself on all fours, too?" Remus let go without thinking and he could not restrain a slight grin when he saw Sirius eyebrows and his mouth open in amazement. "Uh, no, it's not what I meant, not like it ..."

"Do not worry." The werewolf thought see the cheeks of a young Black color is a red tinge, but it must be due to the lighting of the dormitory. Yet the only light that lit up the room from applications that broadcast a strange orange halo.

Sirius stood up and opened the way to the bathroom. Once the shower before he turned suddenly and Remus almost missed him in return.

"Hey," he snapped. "Why do you never use the prefects bathroom?"

Lupin was not even really sure to know the reason but he supposed that his unconscious had to have one. "I guess it's because I do not want to get yourself there. I know where it is and I'm already gone, but it is far too big for me."

"You think we could go have a look?" I always wanted to visit. I heard there was a huge tub and faucets spit bubbles of soap. "

Even though he found the idea rather dangerous, Remus shrugged and asked, "What would you say to have a look after my meeting tonight?"

"Really?" Excellent! "

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"I need a break!" Sirius groaned, pushing his book of charms and resettling more cleanly in his chair. Throughout the day, it was hard on a piece of parchment, stubbornly clinging to write with his left hand. Unfortunately, his attempts had been more foolish fruitless, the words were even more unreadable if Remus had written in his right hand, the letters were all twisted and irregular, and the sentences do not even followed a straight line. It was finally abandoned after the young Lupin pointed out that he wrote as a child.

Remus relaxed muscles with a sigh. It was in the middle of his duty to Metamorphosis. They had established a working system, the prefect wrote while Animagus was researching the next duty they had to make. It would not stop. The NEWT approaching fast and the werewolf was trying to ingest as much knowledge as possible at once, while managing to ignore the thoughts that his mind persisted in rehashing.

Thoughts on Sirius.

"Come, let's take a ride," exclaimed while drummer with a pleading look. Remus sighed again but accepted, they had not stopped all day and it was almost dinnertime. He put his things into his bag and placed at the foot of the table before getting up and stretching. Torticollis he endured after they had completed the duty of Potions pain signals its presence.

James and Peter decided to join them and they had barely time to set foot outside that something Pettigrew struck in the head. It had snowed the previous night and the ground was covered with a thick white powder, marked by footprints left by a few students who had trampled here and there. In one corner, we sensed several blades of grass where Lily Evans and her friend Gwynne had piled a lot of snow. The young redhead laughed.

"I was sure you did not long resist the call of the cold," she whispered between gasps. A snowball in hand, Gwynne smiled too. Without warning, her visa Sirius in the chest.

Looking down on the white track now that blocked his blue sweater, the Animagus is split into a grin, before picking up a little snow and propel the girls. Unfortunately, having not really been compacted, it went crashing a few feet away, which caused a giggle at the two girls.

"Come on, help me," exclaimed Sirius, his eyes shining as he dragged Remus back to establish a 'camp'. James was already beginning to pile the snow to build them a kind of box, while Peter was busy compress the snow to shape large balls that serve as their ammunition.

Reeve could not help smiling when attending the ensuing battle. Lily and Gwynne were constantly bombarding them with balls snow, reaching one of them almost every shot, while the boys were too distracted by their own hilarity to aim properly.

"We should develop a strategy," suggested Peter. They then agreed that the rat goes to lie in ambush behind an old wooden bench on the left, while the werewolf and the dog would take the girls back on the right. By attracting the attention of two friends on either side, this left the field open for deer to attack from the front.

Remus head was spinning. He had not had this much fun since ... well, he could not remember even more than last time. He thought of nothing, or homework, or to NEWT, or even Sirius. Instead, it focuses on what girls were doing and the plan they had mounted. He helped the elder Black to stack a pile of snowballs into the reservoir that formed his improvised sweater. He was really happy to have slipped several warm clothing before going out.

When the boys had finished loading the ammunition, they progressed on tiptoe on the right, Remus holding his jacket with both hands. It had started snowing during the development of their strategy, but they were happy because the rain rolled hid their silhouettes, or at least, she did what she could to conceal two boys dressed in blue sweat pants and beige.

So focused on what were doing girls, Remus jumped when he felt a warm breath close to her ear. "We made the same time, okay?" Sirius whispered with a smile and eyes sparkling with mischief. His hair was sprinkled with small white spots and a single flake had perched on the lashes of her left eye. The warden also noted that the cold had made her cheeks turn pink and the tip of his nose.

"Um, yeah," Remus nodded, his gaze fixed on his friend, without really knowing what he answered. Sirius smiled at him and during a second he looked down. The werewolf felt his stomach do a Bond. Is it just to watch my lips?

And then a moment later, the Animagus grabbed a snowball and gaze swept around in search of Lily and Gwynne. He found the girls a little farther, trying to strafe Peter, shouting themselves hoarse that to sound the rallying of the troops while defending themselves with aggressiveness. Remus felt himself swept away when the drummer flew in their direction, left arm folded behind his back.

"Kill him!" Sirius shouted. The young werewolf laughed as they rushed near the place where girls remarkably well dodged snowballs that Peter threw them. He dropped the stock of ammunition on the ground, bent down to seize one of them and threw it on Lily.

Then James rushed into battle, catapulting balls of snow, howling. One of them struck Gwynne in the neck, while another went crashing into the arms of his best friend.

Throwing more and more balls to the girls, Remus felt dizzy win again. He aimed the back of Lily, but only succeeded in touching the side of Gwynne just when she blocked a ball sent by Peter.

"Hey, they were surrounded, they are damn," whispered Sirius. "It was perfect, Moony!"

And then all of a sudden, a turnaround took them by surprise. Both girls had miraculously found a way to bomb them all four, almost simultaneously. "It folds! Potter shouted. Peter retreated with a yelp, Lily has dipped a handful of flakes from his back and his shirt. James is somehow protected the head with his arms and he seemed to Lupin a laugh escaped from this shelter.

Sirius began to pull back and Remus barely had time to return he received a snowball in your face. Destabilized, he stumbled when her heel sank into a hole and went full length slouch in the snow, causing her fall in Animagus.

Sirius literally collapsed on him.

Sirius.

on him.

Remus shuddered and opened one eye, refusing to respond to such a close proximity. Above him, stared at Sirius, the face surrounded by black locks.

"Hi," gasped the Animagus and a werewolf exhaled slowly, feeling, somewhere, relieved. It did not really know what was going to tell Sirius but he was happy that it does not happen to others.

Whatever 'it' would be .

"Hi," he said in reviewing an infectious smile at the other boy.

"Oh. I had never noticed," Sirius went into raptures, eyes wide open, without ceasing to smile. "You have a dimple on her right cheek. Too bad that is not attached to the other side."

Remus grimaced. "I'd rather not have it. I look like a little boy."

"But you did not look like a boy when you wrinkled her nose like that," Sirius said sarcastically as he raised his left hand and was caressing the dimple with your fingertips. "It's really cute, like a lot."

The werewolf froze on contact with the skin against her cheek. "Hmm," he muttered shyly, forcing himself to look the other boy in the eye. His stomach began a cascade of short hops rather pleasant in the sight that launched him Black. Almost as if ...

"Find yourself a room!" Remus turned his head and found James planted a few feet away, hands on hips and a small smile on his lips. Peter stood beside him, looking for fun greatly, while stubbornly Gwynne fingers through her hair to remove stubborn flakes. Lily, meanwhile, do not leave the eyes, frowning slightly.

"You've finished them both?" She seemed a prey to internal battle, especially not determined smile. "It is almost time for dinner."

Remus suddenly found himself standing, led by Sirius had nearly thrown forward to throwing a handful of snow on James. Their laughter subsided only after having passed through the doors of the Great Hall, the warmth of the castle as well as the warming cup of hot chocolate that everyone was firmly in his hands. Lost in the thoughts swirling in his head, the prefect drank her milk slowly, in small sips.

Since when was he attracted to Sirius? He suspected his attraction to go back to well before the accident in Potions, even if he could not pinpoint the exact moment. He remembered the day when his three friends had presented with a fait accompli, this day of second year, when he had confessed everything about his condition, and he could not restrain a smile at the recollection of the face of the Animagus when he solemnly declared that "Remus would do just as well to leave Hogwarts if he refused to stay their friend '. It was only a few months later that Sirius itself had announced to the young werewolf's idea of becoming Animagi, eyes sparkling with excitement at the thought of a new challenge. Was it at this moment that Remus had fallen in love with another boy? When realized that there was someone who not only cared for him despite knowing his true nature, but also wanted alleviate the anguish that was choking? Part of him had always feared the transformation, not because of pain, but because of the harm he could do. What would happen if he managed to free himself and escape? And if it bites someone? And if he killed, or worse, contaminating a human being? His three friends had decided to 'destroy' the fear and the promise came from the lips of the boy he wanted now more than anything.

At that time, Sirius was rather thin and small. He always seemed younger than the others, including Peter, especially because his eyes were a little big for his face and his hair was always messy. And then, somewhere during their college years, the drummer had the muscle with Quidditch. He had grown a lot, even to surpass James and Peter, and he began to arrange her hair so that they appear disordered harmoniously. He had become, as prefect heard regularly by saying all girls, one of the most beautiful boys of the school.

So why does it Remus was not reported sooner? He knew he was not cool to take her attraction to the same sex in the wizarding world. Some were just disagree, but most thought it was horribly disgusting. The werewolf also knew no one openly gay student at Hogwarts.

People are as they are, regardless of their preferences. Lupin knew him, did not judge anyone. After all, was not that what everyone did when they started to study the werewolves being DADA? Assuming they were all monsters, even in their human forms? They possessed extraordinary powers that made them more dangerous than normal humans?

No, Remus had nothing against homosexuals. It just did not want people to have another reason to try him. He never wanted to draw attention to himself, as he would have done had it set to 'run after a person of the same sex.

But it is true that he had never been attracted to another boy. It had not even ever crossed my mind. Naylia he had enjoyed, and some before her, but had never laid eyes on a boy simply because he never really watched.

And now, when he threw a discreet glance at Sirius through his hair, Remus felt a wave of relief to invade. He had just discovered a new truth about its nature, a truth he wanted to shout from the rooftops. He realized suddenly that he was attracted to both boys from girls, then there would be two times more chances of finding someone who would accept fully and without compromise, to accept the human and the wolf.

Padfoot turned and smiled, his lips closed while chewing, almost as if he had heard the thoughts of Remus.

Sirius accepts me unconditionally, I and the wolf, we accept both . The problem now was whether his friend felt the same thing about ... well, about boys? Does Remus was making illusions that the Animagus could be attracted to him? There were story occurred in the morning, some days earlier, when the young Black had whispered his name in freeing himself against his thigh, but did not he just imagined it all? Or was it just a way for his head to tell him what his heart had never done?

There is only one way to find out . His thoughts then swerved toward Sirius had wanted to visit the bathroom of the Prefects.

The problem now was to find the courage to try to get what his heart, his mind and his body wanted more than anything.

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"to ... patrolling in the hallway of Ancient Runes, the fourth floor. Please feel free to provide deductions for all students that you will find out from their beds. "James pushed his spectacles on his nose and looked up." Questions about the schedule tonight? "

" Yeah "Sirius let go suddenly, before yawning open, causing a gasp from Potter, who looked up to heaven." When is it we're supposed to sleep? "

" It's not my fault you managed to tie you to a prefect, "James snorted." Remus has obligations and you will have to endure it all the time it takes. After all the courses he had taken and the duties he had to write to you, I think you can do that for him. "

Remus, trying to ignore the looks of all the other prefects, shook his head. "Do not worry, James. We'll be there for my watch tonight. "

" Why should we do that already? "Sirius inquired angrily." I mean, what's the problem with the passage of Runes old? "

" I told you, I do not know. "sighed again, Potter before asking the list of ads he held since the beginning of the meeting. Lily came and took her hand, offering it in passing, a sweet smile.

"As James says, we will take the first watch," she recapitulated the attention of all the prefects. "Holly and Sean, you're on patrol for the next hour." A pair of fifth-year Hufflepuff nodded from the chairs they occupied on the right. "Tim and Nancy, you will be the third to monitor the hallway." Two sixth year Slytherin nodded. "Remus, since you already have a pair, you will load both the fourth guard tower." She tried unsuccessfully to hide a smile behind his hand. "For the rest ... everyone remembers the order? I'll give you a list anyway. Only relay team in front of you when you're ready, okay?" She distributed a packet of sheets summarizing the order of appearance. "And remember, do not go poking the side of the hall of ancient runes. What it contains is supposed to remain secret. Dumbledore had specifically asked us not to ask him questions, he said he walked around without socks for a whole year before entrusting anyone what was happening. "

"Well, somebody else to complain? "James waited only a second before adding," The meeting is adjourned! "

while returning to the Gryffindor common room, Remus Sirius listened to rail against the patrol that was unexpected mess the evening. He wondered, as others at the moment, what was so important and secret that require monitoring of the fourth floor corridor. But he knew his duty was to follow the rules without question. This was, moreover, that one of the reasons would have made a prefect Padfoot really pathetic.

"... fucking badge Chief Warden is bigger than his own head, "Sirius growled as they passed the portrait." This idiot thinks he can give me orders, I will follow them like a dog without flinching. As if I had nothing better to do tonight! "

" And what you had planned to do tonight? "Remus inquired in an amused tone, a raised eyebrow, knowing that the Animagus had nothing planned.

Sirius blew blatantly without him throwing a glance, so they borrowed the stairs to their dormitory.

"Ben, sleep, for example!" He stopped in front of their door and turned to Remus. "And also, go check out the bathroom of the Prefects, remember? You said you would show me."

"Oh, yes, I forgot," Remus lied. It never had, in fact, not left from dinner. "You can go now, if you want." Turning back, they descended the stairs and back across the picture, causing an exasperated sigh from the Fat Lady.

How am I supposed to do that? Is he just waiting to be stripped and then I jumps on him? Do I remove all my clothes in front of him and then I told him I wanted him? Is it intends to take a bath already, or is he just wants to see the bathtub? Remus's feet seemed to know the way by heart, thankfully, because his mind was totally preoccupied by what was to follow. He came to realize that Sirius never said he wanted to take a bath.

They met on the fifth floor faster than expected, past the statue of Boris the Haggard. Arriving at the fourth gate of the corridor, Remus paused leaned close to the door and whispered the password "bubble mint." It opened slowly, with a little crunch, dragging Sirius inside.

"Wow!" exclaimed the Animagus setting, speechless, the vast room. Remus found himself unable to look away from the face of his friend. Sirius's eyes were wide with amazement and admiration as he gazed at the chandelier, then the table which had been out-siren-and, of course, the huge hole that served as a bathtub. It was big enough to act as a pool, but tonight, Remus had no desire to run cold water. He offered a smile to Sirius, who sent him, and walked to the nearest tap, tap, gold inlaid with a small emerald.

"Want to try?" he asked nervously, trying, even while, to conceal the anxiety that was vibrating his voice, while his fingers ran frantically to the green jewel. There was a long silence and Remus suddenly realizes that he feared the reaction of Sirius.

"I have not come just to visit the best bathroom in the castle, you know," replied the Animagus. Laying his hand, werewolf let up a little smile as his friend added, "Especially now that I saw the bathtub."

Remus felt the heat rising to his face. Nervously, he opened the valve and a green foam gushed profusely, while at the bottom of the large bathtub, holes spitting water so hot plumes of white steam rising from the surface. Sirius took care to open the tap and after soap bubbles as big as melons them escaped.

"Come on, I want to see the rest!" Sirius was already dragging down other valves Remus, pausing to turn and see what came out, before switching to the next. They left a lot of sink faucets and the bathtub fills up quickly clear water, mossy green and blue and bubbles of all sizes. Once full, the valves are cut off by themselves and silence filled the room, leaving the two boys standing in the middle of the bathroom, fixing the surface of the water cloud.

"Good," launched Sirius, his voice bouncing off the walls of white marble, "I suppose it has more to undress." He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the sleeve of Engorgement Remus.

Reeve took his shirt, pulling his wand from the pocket of his pants to throw the same fate at the sleeve of the young drummer. They took off their clothes in silence, and when Remus cast a quick glance at his friend, it was to find him watching him

"Ready?" With a small smile, and without waiting for an answer, Sirius dragged to the edge of the tub and forced him to jump at the same time as him.

Remus rose to the surface coughing. They had jumped from the deepest side, where their feet do not touch the bottom, and now the thickness of the foam prevented them from seeing properly. Sirius pulling behind him, the young werewolf swam to the shallow waters. When he felt his feet touch the bottom, he followed up on the comfortable benches that ran under water along the walls. He sat down slowly, the foam reaching almost to her neck, while the surface of the water was just over her navel.

Sirius let out a sigh relaxed, sitting beside him. "Oh, it's been a long time I wanted to pay me a good hot bath and bubble," he moaned. "How come you never come here?" I am every day, if I were prefect. "

Remus breathed a small mound of blue foam that flew off the tip of his nose clean. "The bathrooms are normal practices."

When turned his head, his gaze was attracted by the mountain of blue and green foam that sat on top of the head of Sirius. He could not help laughing and animagus frowned. "What?"

Remus shrugged and raised his hand to clear the foam black hair. "Thou hast full everywhere," he murmured.

"You too," Sirius replied with a smile. The werewolf wiped the foam hair sprinkled him and plunged his hand into hot water. He settled a little better on the bench, noting the wall that served as case was much more comfortable than he had initially thought.

"So, like that tomorrow you will no longer have to support me in both senses of the word." Remus looked around and found a Sirius, frowning-still-trying to fix it. "You never have to do my homework."

"It does not bother me that much," he assured the young prefect.

Padfoot sniffed. "Oh, come on. Wauldin And this dissertation, one for which you had to write twice as much as everyone else, whereas me, I had nothing to do. And there are all these notes you had to do to me being Muggle Studies. And then, you forget the obligation to share my bed ... There are also waking early because of, uh, my usual morning ... "

" No, really, it does not bother me, "said Remus. It dug deep down and found a fragment of courage Gryffindorien he hastened to take advantage of watching Sirius in the eye when he confessed, "I really enjoyed playing with you, this whole week."

"Really? I was not too painful? "

Remus smiled softly." Not at all. "

They settled in a comfortable silence, his eyes still glued to each other, when the voice of Sirius echoed through the room, "You think we come off when the accident took place last week?" A slight grimace

hid his face while he was thinking of Remus. Wauldin said ... about a week. "I do not know if it will be exactly the same time. It may well be a bit before or after. Why?"

"Well, it's because of the glue tomorrow night," Sirius began, but the werewolf interrupted with a rumbling sound.

"What a dirty cunt," he spat. "I do not even talk to him more, but it has not prevented him from finding an excuse to punish me. Not but what I have done her?"

Sirius did not answer. Instead, he finished the sentence he had begun. "I'll come with you anyway, even if the potion does not act. After all, he said I had to anticipate my future glues."

"You do not have-" Remus began.

"Of course it does. And anyway, I want to."

Reeve looked down, attracted by the foam floating on the water surface, and felt, despite him, a smile dawning on the corner of his mouth. "Thanks."

"Hey, you want us to share the licorice stick in that thou hast provided?"

Remus shrugged before nodding. Actually, all he wanted was something that Sirius licking a lollipop, but he could not decently say that out loud, so when the Animagus began to rise, he merely follow.

"I put it in the pocket of my pants this morning," Sirius explained as he climbed on the edge of the bathtub, showing off his butt to greedy eyes of Remus. "I told myself I eat it in the day. By the way, thank you for the gift. "Once released, he turned and looked down at his friend, remained banned in the water." Are you coming? "

Shaking his head briefly to drive the ideas that had arisen saucy in his mind after the last question, Remus nodded. "Yes, sorry." turn it oozes out of the bath and both headed to where they deposited their business, their wet feet slapping loudly the floor leaving a trail wet topped colored foam. That's when Sirius bent down and that the werewolf could not this time, do nothing to prevent the salacious ideas swirling in his head. I do not watch, I do not look, I ... 'm watching ... damn, Remus, stop that ... At his feet, always animagus rummaged in his pants, looking for the stick in candy. When finally he put his hand over, he rose suddenly before stirring gently under the nose of the young prefect.

But Remus was frozen, his eyes refused to focus on one area more virtuous. Despite his natural reserve, his eyes remained fixed on the crotch of Sirius, an invisible force him to it.

few mounds of moss green and blue were prisoners of curly black hair. Hidden behind a pile of blue foam particularly Therefore, Remus came to distinguish the sex of Sirius obviously a little excited. He swallowed hard before trying to look away, but it went very quickly that he could not. He was trapped, a slave to his desires most shameful. Oh, Merlin.

"Ahem," The young drummer gently cleared his throat and Remus finally raised his head to come face to face with his friend. Still reddened by the heat of the bath, the cheeks of werewolf sparkled even more.

"Okay, well we need only return to hot now," Remus muttered quickly in a voice more acute than usual. Ignoring the prying eyes of Sirius, he rushed to the bathtub and in his haste he almost jumped into the water, by tripping the other boy, who went through without falling near him.

"Holy shit," muttered Sirius, and the werewolf was angry with himself. But once he cleared the foam from his eyes, he saw that the young Black was smiling.

Relieved he swam to the bench and moved back comfortably. He closed his eyes when he felt Sirius sitting to his left.

Then something resembling nothing so much as the fingers closed over his thigh. He opened his eyes and inhaled sharply, fingers were indeed dangerously close to his crotch.

"Is it ..." he paused and cleared his throat because she had reached a new score abnormally acute. "Uh, what are your fingers?"

Maybe it was the time he expected. Maybe Sirius would tell him that there was an attraction, that her fingers were exactly where they should be and they were held there on purpose. Remus could not, obviously, to have dreamed the name that was whispered animagus this morning ...

But when he turned, Sirius had just looked horribly panicked and disappeared into the fingers flapping wing owl. "Sorry, I thought it was the bench."

A heavy silence enveloped and uncomfortable and Remus felt as tension was being stifled. For many minutes he tried to gather his courage. Yet it was the perfect time for him to confide his feelings, knowing that once posted, they probably never find themselves alone. The elder Black was the best friend of James and Peter followed them almost everywhere. He realized that the only chance he had to confess to the unexpected and furious animagus infatuation he felt for him, was there, just ahead.

He took a deep breath, still trying to organize his thoughts before, finally, to enter without a net.

"I have something to"

"Remus I think j-"

Both boys were silent at the same time, chuckling their perfect synchronization. Remus took the opportunity to regroup and hastened back," You first. "

" Ben " The Animagus licked his lips, the warmth of the water by shining drops that beaded on his forehead. "I wanted to tell you about two other people ... You know, those with whom I slept."

Of subjects that Sirius could have addressed, that there was absolutely not part of what Remus had expected. A ball formed in his throat and the young werewolf swallowed several times, unable to speak. He had no desire to learn more about the girls that Sirius had known intimately. Not here, not now, when he came to understand his feelings and he was about to confess everything to the Animagus. But he wanted above all, being a good friend, so instead of stopping, Remus shook his head.

Daniel Watkins and Terrence Carmichael. "

Oh.

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