Harry Potter Oneshots From Every Era

Mating Season

RemusxSirius

I hate mating season. That's all, i hate it. It is officially the most irritating month of my life. Yes, i'm one of the lucky ones who get to only have a month of it, instead of three or four, but it doesn't make it any easier.

I'm just pleased my friends don't know, otherwise it would be the most embarrassing thing i'd have to live through, probably with Peter being the only sympathetic person.

'Hey, Remus, you better not start humping my leg.'
'Hey, Remus, just 'cause Sirius looks like a dog, doesn't mean you can start shagging in the corridor.' I can only imagine the endless amount of jokes and sexual comments made to start me all up again.

Of course, i knew it was gonna happen. I had my first February last year, in sixth year, but i was now in my seventh, and it was stronger. I could hide it before, now every single thought that popped into my head seemed disturbingly dirty and turned me on way too much for my liking.

It didn't help that i had that stupid kid hanging around, with his stupid soft hair, and his disgustingly cute little nose. I buried my face in my hands and breathed deeply. Here we go again. All i had to do was imagine his face and i was off.

It was an endless cycle of Sirius, erection, tiredness, boredom, Sirius. Over and over and over. Because Sirius was the person i went to when i was bored, because he was just perfect like that.

That simply wasn't an option now, because when i saw him i had to very quickly hide out of sight until i was free again.

It was now nearing the end of the month, with only three days to go, so my body was starting to get worried. Every so often the wolf inside me would pop into my brain for a bit, and i was assaulted with thoughts of "What if we don't find our mate?" or "What if we find them and they reject us?".

I knew i'd found my mate, however, even if he was about as straight as an arrow, and i was about as gay as he was straight. I looked blankly up at the white roof of the hospital wing.

Where were they? They were usually here when i woke up, but today they weren't here. I always saw Sirius first, with his perfect cheekbones, strong, grey eyes, lines of worry etched onto his forehead... I groaned. There i go again. The door swung open with a quiet creak, and i distinctly heard shuffling of feet even if i couldn't see anyone.

The air was pulled away, revealing three embarrassed looking boys, which was something i was slightly worried about. James and Sirius never, ever in my whole time of knowing them had i seen them look embarrassed. They shuffled over to me awkwardly, and James stated, rather bluntly,

'Sirius has something important to tell you and me and Peter-'
'Peter and i-'
'Would, frankly, not want to be there when he does it.' With that, James spun on his heel, dragging a relieved Peter behind him, leaving Sirius, looking betrayed and more handsome than the last time i saw him, which was seriously saying something.

'So... Uh, last night.' I could literally feel the blood draining out of my face. 'You were... Very calm. Unnaturally calm. We were a little worried, you know. You just parked on the floor and looked around quite happily, like you were still, human.' Sirius paused for a second, presumably to see if i would talk, before carrying on.

'We popped into the library to have a look, and we found a book about what wolfish traits were given to a werewolf.' My heart was now beating so terrifyingly quickly, i was sure it was going to burst out of my chest. He might not know. He could be wrong. He might not know. The words resonated through my head, and i tried to keep myself from saying them out loud.

'We found something that was about a few months, even though it's only if you have really bad luck if you get very long, but- Anyway, we found out about the, um, Mating Season.' I gulped. He did know. 'Is it true?' I just nodded my head feebly and looked down onto my bed sheets, feeling the blood hat had just recently left my face returning full force.

'Wow. I mean, we were hoping it was just assumed-' I glanced up to see he didn't look mischievous or mocking, just awkward and worried. 'Have you, like, found your... Mate?' I bit my lip. I could tell him yes, but not who, or i could tell him and hope that there wasn't anything in it and they could still be friends. I quickly dismissed the latter.

If i told him, he would hate me, and that wouldn't work. I nodded again, this time i little stronger, even though i had to stop quickly as my head was sore. 'Who?' His voice came out in a whisper, and i could even sense a little hope.

Maybe that was because he was hoping it wasn't him... I looked up into his eyes, fully prepared to tell a barefaced lie, but when i saw them, the lie was driven out of my mind. His eyes were so filled with worry, hope and... Something else, i couldn't help but tell the truth.

The word slipped out of my mouth before i could stop it, and i only really noticed i had uttered a thing when Sirius' eyes grew, happiness smiling out of them as if he had just been told his family had gone to hell. Sadly, all of this was washed away and my mind went blank once again, as the soft lips of Sirius Black were placed on mine.

'You.'