Sirius slowly woke up and was disoriented for a moment before recognising his surroundings. He was back at Lupin Manor, with Remus curled up next to him in a chair. The brunette stirred and yawned, having felt his mate's magic flow become stronger and more energetic nearby.
"How are you feeling?" Remus asked, shifting in the chair so he was sitting up properly. He looked over at Sirius, who had just convinced his sleepy body to sit up himself.
"A little tired, but much better." Sirius replied. A lot better actually, Sirius thought to himself. It was like being free for the first time. He could feel that his magical core was much larger and more powerful than he had ever believed and he could feel the difference in his mind, it was sharper in a sense and clear from the fog he'd never really realised was there before.
Thinking for a moment, he asked his mate, "Would you mind if I invited some friends over some time to explain what's going on? Not Robert, Harriet, Crabbe, or goyle of course." The names of the people he'd thought he could trust felt bitter on his tongue.
"Of course I wouldn't mind. We'll have to ask my parents, but I think that would be a good idea. Actually, can I have a few friends over as well if that wouldn't overwhelm you? It would be a good opportunity for our friends groups to meet. Then we will have more allies and we can work together easier." Remus replied.
"How positively gryffindor of you!" Sirius laughed. "That would be fine, just don't leave me alone with them unless I ask..." The dark haired boy was already planning on gluing himself to the brunette's side the entire time, but Remus didn't need to know that. Suddenly, he thought of something and snorted. "Hey, I don't think you know, but the Sorting Hat tried to put me in gryffindor. I managed to convince it to put me in Slytherin under my father Orion's compulsion spell." He spat the man's name like a curse and made a face of disgust.
"Only you could get that stubborn hat to change your house." Remus muttered, purposefully ignoring sirius' other comment. The two had moved and Remus was now being leaned on by Sirius while the brunette stroked his hair.
"What time were you thinking for the meeting?" He asked, playing with some of the strands that refused to untangle and lie down flat.
"Tomorrow morning?" Sirius hazarded, before realising he didn't even know what day it was.
"Oh, you don't know how long you were out!" Remus exclaimed, comprehending the look of confusion on Sirius' face. "Only about 21 hours, it's roughly 7 in the morning now."
"Kay, thanks Remus." Sirius said, voice muffled by his face against the other's shoulder. "I'll send out letters today with Alexis after I ask your parents, and ask them if they can come tomorrow." His beloved owl had found her way to the Manor easily, having been freed by Sirius at the train station at the beginning of the summer to protect her.
"Let's get to breakfast then, we can ask my parents there." Remus poked the boy until he reluctantly moved off his shoulder.
***
The brunette left the room briefly while Sirius got dressed and went to get changed himself, before meeting back in his room. They walked downstairs together to the same room they had eaten dinner in before.
His parents were already there, casually discussing a new potion theory over a plate of fresh fruit. They were animated talking, both being quite knowledgeable on the subject due to their friendship with Remus' godfather Felix.
His mum noticed their arrival first and called out, "Morning, Sirius! Glad to see you're up. Morning, Remus dear, I asked Mipsy for some of your favourite fruit for you already."
Perking up, Remus practically dragged Sirius over to their seats, sitting down as quickly as he could while retaining his manners.
"Just spaghetti, huh?" Sirius muttered teasingly. In retaliation, Remus very maturely stuck his tongue out before quickly stopping at his mother's disapproving look. His father covered a snort with a cough. The men all knew who really ran the Lupin household.
Mipsy appeared at this moment carrying a tray of food. She gave a plate to both boys before popping away again.
***
Sirius took a bite and swallowed before asking, "Er, Mrs Lupi- Hope," He hastily fixed his mistake at her look. McGonagall had nothing on Hope's glares. "Well, I was wondering if I could have a few friends come over tomorrow? I'd like to update them on what's going on and I didn't think owl mail was the best way to go about something as big as this. Remus said he'd like to have a few friends over too if you don't mind..." He trailed off, glancing at his mate for reassurance.
Remus gave him a proud look and a warm smile and he felt himself relax almost immediately, his unsurely and self-deprecating thoughts vanished in the comforting presence of the brunette.
"Of course, Sirius. I think that's a wonderful idea!" Hope replied, smiling approvingly at him. Mr Lupin, er, Lynal, also agreed quietly.
The table lapsed into comfortable silence as they finished their breakfast. Sirius excused himself after he'd finished, whispering into Remus' ear that he was going to his room to write letters to his friends, somehow knowing that his mate would prefer to know where he was.
He went upstairs and settled in a chair by the window, pulling out some parchment and ink. He chewed thoughtfully on the end of his quill for a moment, before deciding to write to Severus, Dorcas, lily, Marlene, and Fabian and Gideon. He didn't really have any other friends, the rest just wanted fame or money. Marlene he had met through lily last year and the two had hit it off well, regularly spending part of the weekend down by the school's lake, reading or simply relaxing and doing nothing. The blonde girl was in the year below Sirius, so they didn't interact much outside of that.
He was halfway through his letter to Marlene when Remus arrived, flopping down on the bed and watching him write.
"Hey, Remus!" He said, melting inwardly at how the other looked laying there, with his honey brown hair tousled, amber eyes playful, and a little smile on his lips. The other seemed to sense it through their connection because he stretched out languorously, smirking as his shirt rode up slightly. Sirius' mouth went dry at the sight of the bare skin, toned and creamy.
"I-I'm trying to write here, Remus!" He said indignantly, giving him a mock frown and crossing his arms, letter temporarily forgotten..
"I'm trying to distract you." Remus replied slyly, smirk widening.
"Well, you're succeeding, so let me be!" Sirius said.
"Fine, fine, but I want cuddle time later." His mate pouted and looked at him pleadingly.
"Sure." Sirius replied, giving into his demands. "Now, leave me alone so I can write." Remus smirked and turned into his stomach, quietly watching the smaller boy as he wrote.
***
Eventually, both Sirius and Remus had finished their letters and sent them off with their respective owls. While Sirius had Alexis, his beloved Eagle Owl, Remus had a large Tawney Owl, which he refused to tell Sirius the name of. All he would say is that it wasn't chosen by him, but rather a young Peter. Sirius concluded it was probably something ridiculous and embarrassing and left it for now, but secretly resolved to ask Peter about it if he came tomorrow.
While the owls were waiting for the letters, Sirius swore he saw Alexis flirting with the male owl, preening and fluffing her feathers and looking sideways at him. When he told Remus about this, the brunette laughed and then caught sight of his owl staring into Alexis' eyes and snorted.
"You weren't kidding, huh. I swear, if our owls end up together..."
"We could go on double dates." Sirius choked out, laughing so hard he almost fell over.
Eventually, they managed to get the owls sent off and wandered down to the garden, where they helped get Sirius' garden replanted as promised.
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FanfictionWhat if Sirius was placed in to Slytherin after all but was still treated the same by his family? What if Sirius was seen as a disappointment? What if he was hated by everyone just because of he's family? What if the future was just a repeat of of...
