Overchay with Me- Chapter Three
Chapter One: Life in My Closet
Chapter Two: Let's Go, Just You and Me
Chapter Title: Chapter Three: Pretend You Never Even Knew Me
Rating: Still safe, but it will get delicious in chapter five, I promise!
Warning: -looks around- Two boys...Holding hands....Kissing...Groping...And then Lily interferes, damn her.
Summary: After my Waiting a Long Time Quadrilogy, Remus and Sirius must deal with their new relationship.
It's not too late to read this...err, in case you think you're too far behind to start, or something. -hint,hint-
Chapter Three: Pretend You Never Even Knew Me
-August-
Lily sat outside Fortescue's, trying to look inconspicuous. James was sure to be around here somewhere, and she really didn’t feel up to seeing and loathing him today. Her stomach was too busy trying dispose of the butterflies that kept reappearing, usually at the thought of Remus. Once at the thought of Frank Longbottom, but that was probably a fluke.
Underneath the charmed umbrella that contained a blockade of cool air around her table, she pulled out a book (as was a popular companion of hers) and began reading, every few pages looking up at the shopping crowds in Diagon Alley.
It was once again the weekend. Every year at this time, Hogwarts students came from wherever to buy school supplies; everyone whose parents would take them, that is. Unfortunate were the children whose parents refused to go, “when the shops are so crowded, honey.” They were practically social outcasts.
“Well, hello Evans!”
Oh.
Damn.
She'd been trying to stay low.
Sighing and saving her place in her book, she looked over her right shoulder.
“Hello, James.” She sighed.
“Fancy seeing you here, eh?”
“Oh yes, it's not like this is a popular weekend or anything. I mean, it feels like we're the only two people in the world right now.” She sighed in annoyance and waved her non-book holding arm in the direction of the shoppers.
“Oh, er.” James frowned and looked down at his feet, awkwardly gripping at his jeans. He looked back up and Lily should’ve figured that he could never be modest. “I guess I get what you mean. You wished we were the only two people in the world?”
“Yes, Potter.” Lily returned to her book, opening it and then giving off a perfectly executed yawn. “That's exactly what I meant.”
“Well, Lily,” James continued without missing a beat. “I'd love to stay and chat, perhaps buy you a lovely cone, but I can't. I'm meeting Manny Spinnet.”
Lily met this with no response.
“Yep. Well, I ought to go. Gonna have a cone with Manny and then meet the guys.”
Nothing.
“'Bye, then.”
After Lily was positive that James had taken a seat at a table almost a perfect amount of distance away, she resumed scanning the crowds. James planned to meet the boys after having a cone with Manny, but that didn't mean that Remus wasn't here already, did it? He'd replied to her note; he'd said he'd love to shop with her.
Her mouth twitched.
Where was he?
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“We have almost a whole day to ourselves, Moony! Do you know the next time we'll get one of those? Never!”
“Now you're exaggerating.” Remus tried to push his friend's hand away from his own, as it had been sneakily making its way into his off and on for the last hour. “But it will be difficult to spend time together at school, you're right. Oh! And we don't have all day.”
Remus stopped walking and Sirius bumped into him. The river of spenders just made their way around the stagnant teenagers without as much pausing. Remus turned to face Sirius.
“I told Lily I'd spend some time with her.”
“Ugh. Why would you do that?” Sirius asked, disgusted.
“She's nice!”
Sirius glared.
“To me,” Remus clarified. “Besides, she asked in a note, and I do like talking about books with her, and you know, she fancies me.” Remus said the last part in an embarrassed whisper.
“So?” Sirius asked. “Stand her up.”
“I can't do that!”
“Why the hell not? I fancy you; I should get to spend some fucking time with you too.”
“Don't say that.” Remus blushed.
“Oh, which part? The spending time with you part?”
“You know which part, Sirius.”
“Oh, you mean THE FANCYING PART, then?”
Remus threw himself at Sirius, covering his mouth with his hand, struggling with him for a moment before tumbling down to the ground, landing atop him. No one paid them a second glance.
“Hmmm...I have to say, Moony,” Sirius was chuckling, “I think falling on top of me is much more obvious than two blokes just talking.”
“You didn't have to say anything.” Remus stood up and wiped off his sleeves, frowning. He looked down at his goofy friend and seemed to be contemplating holding out a hand to help him up before thinking otherwise and reemerging with the crowd, walking towards the shops; Zonko's, it looked like.
Sirius watched Remus disappear through the masses before jumping up and running, catching up with him and grabbing his arm before he went into the joke shop.
“You don't like that place anyway,” he said.
“I like it when I'm not with you and James. When I'm not thinking about all the horrible pranks I'll have to pretend to not notice. I'd like it if I went in with Lily,” Remus finished in a bitter flourish, trying to remind Sirius what had started their argument. Sirius sighed.
“Well, if you want to spend some time with Lily before we meet James, we'd better get on with our day.” Ignoring his resistance, Sirius locked his hand with Remus's and yanked the boy along a few meters before breaking into a full run. “Maybe we can find a private place to shag or something,” Sirius yelled in Remus's direction, joking, but Remus did not admonish him. Because albeit feeling awkward, Remus was laughing just as hard as they ran hand in hand through the blurry crowds of wizards.
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“Oh, James, you're so ace at Quidditch! You're like a pro; you should definitely go that route after school.”
Lily rolled her eyes from her spot tables away, but, oblivious, Manny continued with her idolization.
“Seriously. You're great.”
“Thanks, Manny.”
James's ‘But I know’ was not a necessary addition to the sentence.
“You want some more ice cream?” James asked.
“Oh, I dunno. Mum is gonna freak that I had just the one cone.”
“Well, er, actually you had two.”
“Oh.”
Lily smirked. For someone who claimed to be so good with women, James really had no idea what to say to them.
“Well, then,” Manny went on, not holding James's maleness against him. “Tell me, when we get back to school, will you even spare me a passing glance? Or will all your attention fall once again on your buddies, hmm?”
Manny may be flaky, Lily decided, but she really was smart, and not naive at all. Giving up on her book, Lily tilted her head towards their table, interested to James’s response.
“Oh, Manny, you know...” James finished his thought by kissing Manny's hand in what Lily was sure he thought a suave manner. But Lily did not have much time to mock James in her head again, for she spotted who she'd been seeking all morning: Remus, hand attached to Sirius's as the boys ran into an alleyway.
How odd, she thought.
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Sirius pushed Remus against a thick brick shop wall once he was sure they were the only occupants of the alley.
“I'm going to snog you now. In public. Gonna fight me off?”
“I haven't yet, have I?” Remus laughed and then allowed Sirius to kiss him, surprised at his own eagerness. Sirius pulled back, smiling.
“So you really do like me then?”
“I feel like we've had this conversation before.” Remus exhaled. “I do like you.”
“All right then.” Sirius continued kissing Remus. “I like the way you kiss, it's different.”
“Bad?”
“No, no, no. Brilliant.”
“Good.” Remus chuckled, but then tensed as he felt Sirius's hand graze along his side, neck to hip.
“You have to grope me in public?” He sounded humored, though uneasy.
“Just a quick feel; no more, I promise.” Sirius then forced his tongue into Remus's mouth with such fervor that Remus's head hit the wall.
“Ouch.”
“I'm sorry,” Sirius said, trying to cover his snickers.
“It's okay.” Remus bit at Sirius's mouth with his own to relaunch the kissing.
“Remus? Are you back here?” The ghost of Lily's voice echoed off the alley walls.
“Christ!” Sirius fell back off of Remus quickly and began to smooth down his robes.
“Like she's even going to look at you.” Remus frowned in Sirius's direction, worried that he didn't feel guilty, and in fact, partially wanted to be caught. “Hello, Lily.” He waved the red-head over, and she cautiously approached the boys.
“What are you doing back here?” she asked. Remus thought for a moment, hoping to come to a sensible explanation, but Lily followed that immediately with, “Why is James having ice cream with Manny Spinnet?”
“Oh, I-I dunno, Lily. I thought you were going to shop with some of your girlfriends and then we'd meet at Flourish and Blotts?” Remus questioned her, confused, and noticing immediately the look of distaste upon her face.
“I was. But then they found a much more interesting topic of discussion than what color robes Amelia should buy for the ball.”
Remus started to laugh, but stopped when Lily sent him a look. There was only one thing in the world that Lily's friends could talk about that made her voice take on that particular tone.
“So,” Sirius intervened, sensing a time to. “Just what are the birds saying about me these days?”
“The women,” Lily scowled, “are coming up with the conspiracy theory that you are now engaged, betrothed or something, as is old Black tradition in the rumor mill, and that would explain why you haven't had a girlfriend since Lizzie.”
Sirius seemed amused.
“Hear that, Moony? Conspiracy theories.”
“Yes, they're saying that if you find yourself with another women, you're electrocuted or something. A Monogamy Curse or whatnot.”
“That's absurd!” Remus yelled, but stopped when Sirius touched his arm.
“No, no, Moony. It is now time to come clean.”
“About what?” Remus wondered, briefly panicking.
“Lily, I will go tell your friends of my betrothal. That is why I can no longer date so promiscuously.”
“Really?” Lily and Remus said at the same time.
“You didn't know?” Lily asked Remus suspiciously.
“No, no. Well, yes. But, I---I dunno who she is, though. Who are you engaged to, Sirius?” Remus asked, interested to see what his friend could come up with. He was not disappointed.
“Alas! I've never met her.” Sirius twirled around dramatically. “But, I am told, she is an utter troll. Huge! The size of me, Moony, Jimbo, and Petey put together, easy. And her family's old money, not from England. Italy, I think. Yes, yes, yes, an ugly, hairy Italian. Fat and stubborn, and I am horrified at the prospect of having sexual relations with her, but there you go. My family are awful cows.”
“That sounds far-fetched,” Lily said of Sirius's impromptu tale.
“So was the idea of magic, right? Come on, Lily.” Remus grabbed her arm and pulled her along, back towards the street. “Let's go have some fun, okay? And you,” he called back to Sirius, “be sure to let the girls down easy.”
“Oh, I will.” Sirius responded with a wink.
As Remus stepped back onto the crowded street, somehow winding up holding Lily's hand, much smaller and less sweatier than Sirius's, he felt an unusual feeling overcome him as he realized something about Sirius's 'engagement.'
Sirius, not known for taking his romantic endeavors too solemnly, wasn't planning on being with anyone else while he was with him.
How odd, he thought.
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