The Darkness Wept || ๐“ข๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“พ๐“ผ ๐“‘๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฌ๐“ด

The Darkness wept || ๐“ข๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“พ๐“ผ ๐“‘๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฌ๐“ด

Summary: Sirius spends the Christmas break at Grimmauld Place 12 and he has to learn that the lives of the ones he loves are in danger.

Warnings: hints of homophobia, physical abuse & slurs

A/N: Itโ€™s a little bit angsty, but i hope you enjoy it! Feedback is always welcome btw.

The Darkness Wept || ๐“ข๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“พ๐“ผ ๐“‘๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฌ๐“ด

Sirius walks over to the window and reflects on his cold surroundings. He has always hated Grimmauld Place 12 with its damaged, suffocating darkness. Itโ€™s a place that encourages his tendency to feel sad and all what is waiting for him now, is the torture of the holidays. What was the point of keeping his promise to his father to stay over Christmas anyway? Sirius would have never agreed to this, but his father always leaves a terrifying impression on him. His face is filled with fury, the desire to be with James and the rest of his friends growing. He can remember them clearly. Their voices and faces never leaving his head. Suddenly, his line of thoughts are interrupted, when his mother, Walburga Black appears in the dark doorway, dressed in a beaded black evening gown. "I see youโ€™re back," she says, in a tight-fisted tone. Sirius represses the desire to laugh. "Unfortunately," he answers.

"Donโ€™t your so-called friends want you anymore?" A tiny, satisfied grin marks her face. "You know nothing about me or any of my friends," he shots back.

Her eyes stay fixed on him. "You haven't heard it yet, have you? I haven't told Regulus either, but i wanted to let you know first." Sirius' mouth is set in a thin line, his expression grim. "There were deadly attacks on mudbloods and half-breeds, which seem to be increasing at every minute," she says, almost satisfied, as she eyes him curiously. Sirius balls his hands into fists. "What the hell are you talking about?" He feels sick to his stomach, feeling like he might throw up. "Itโ€™s true," she declares viciously. He never felt more hate towards her than in this moment. If he could, he would wipe that condescending look off her face. "Mudbloods and bloodtraitors, filth and stains of dishonor. It had long been necessary." His head is pounding. It couldnโ€™t be true. Remus and Lily. Whatever it takes, he would make sure, theyโ€™re safe from any hurt, harm or danger. He knows that this world is not safe for Remus. Twice he put his life in danger, to protect him and heโ€™ll not hesitate, when the deatheaters will go to find him. He canโ€™t afford to lose him. Sirius narrows his eyes at Walburga, but says nothing. He can feel her tense up in front of him.

"You wonโ€™t be seeing that half-breed werewolf anymore. Whatโ€™s his name? Remus?"

Sirius freezes, his breathing shallow. Slowly, he turns to face his mother. "How do you know about that?" he asks harshly. Walburga looks carelessly at her nails before answering. "Regulus was always more observant and clever than you ever gave him credit for." To hell with them all, Sirius thinks. His brother and his stupid views. He adopted them so quickly. What a bunch of crap they all are. "You either stop seeing that filthy boy or heโ€™s as good as dead." Sirius looks her right in the eyes, giving her that stare. The Black men always had a stare that made you either love then or fear them. "You wouldnโ€™t dare," he says.

"Oh, i would," she spats. "Deep down, you've always been like the rest of us."

"Iโ€™m nothing like you. Iโ€™m what you made me!" he blares out. "If anything happens to Remus, iโ€™ll destroy everything in this house and then myself." Sirius feels ice flood in his veins. She stares at him, wide-eyed. "Donโ€™t tell me, you really care that much for that filth of a boy?โ€ His fists ball at his sides, nails pressing into his palms. "Heโ€™s my friend and i love h-" he blurts out, voice trembling a little. Sirius regrets the words as soon as they leave his mouth.

"Love him!" she erupts in laughter. "Absolutely horrendous. Thereโ€™s no such thing as love!" she declares in pure disgust.

His mother is furious, her rage filling the room and instinctively, Sirius takes a few steps backwards. "Pathetic," she bellows. "You brought shame on this family. Tell me... is he your boyfriend?" Heโ€™s trembling, a familiar feeling rising up inside of him, something burning in his throat.

"Weโ€™re just friends - "

Walburga clenches her jaw. The room is silent. She takes a few steps forward and fists his collar. He tries to pull away, but she doesnโ€™t let go. "If you ever go near that boy again, if you try to talk to him, iโ€™m going to tear you apart." Sirius goes pale, shaking. "You know i canโ€™t do that." Heโ€™s incredulous that sheโ€™s actually threatening him. That sheโ€™s trying to break him and Remus apart. She doesnโ€™t threaten him very often anymore, but she always has a knack for it.

Her dark and possessive eyes are fixed on him. Sirius breathes hard, chest heavy. He hated his mother all his life, the things she has put him through are unthinkable, but the unreasonable part of him still loves her, seeks her approval. She laughs, confident he won't do a damn thing. Digging her nails into his collar, she throws him up against the wall. Everything feels numb. Sirius can feel his eyes burning and his hands fly up to his head. He bites his lip to stifle a scream, as a shooting pain strikes his head.

"Sirius, don't be stupid" she says in a flat voice. "You should have known, that iโ€™m only her to warn you."

"I hate you so much" he spits out.

"Your brother told me about the things you have going on with that boy. Youโ€™re gonna leave him alone. I donโ€™t want any mudblood close to you." He chuckles, loudly. "No, iโ€™m not." His mother looks him in the eye, "I wasn't asking, Sirius."

"I'm not gonna leave him alone, that's final."

"Clearly you are having trouble understanding me. You are not to speak or be with him ever again. If i know youโ€™ve been in contact with him, or anyone else of your so-called friends, iโ€™ll take care of it and theyโ€™ll all be dead, you ungrateful brat."

He never felt so weak and powerless before. And the whole time, his mind keeps wandering back to Remus. "Get the fuck out. Get the fuck out, now!" she yells. Grabbing his arms, pulling him harshly and watching him struggle to get up. Siriusโ€™ ears are ringing. "Mother." He suddenly hears the all too familiar voice of his brother. "Let him go, you'll hurt him." Regulus attempts to pull him away, but Sirius shoves him away. "Donโ€™t you dare touch me", he growls. There are tears forming in his eyes, desperately holding back the urge to cry, as he stumbles away. Looking at his mother with terror in his eyes, he leaves the room and slams the door.

Nothing in the world could calm Sirius's nerves tonight.

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The Act of Love ||ย  ๐–‚๐–”๐–‘๐–‹๐–˜๐–™๐–†๐–—

Summary: Remus and Sirius sleep together for the first time.

Warnings: smut (18+)

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing, so i apologize in advance haha. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this, but iโ€™m still a little bit insecure. Hope you enjoy nevertheless!

The Act Of Love ||ย  ๐–‚๐–”๐–‘๐–‹๐–˜๐–™๐–†๐–—

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Sirius and Remus are in their dorm, door locked with a strong locking spell, just in case. James and Peter went out to Hogsmeade and now thereโ€™s no one that can disrupt their precious time together.

Theyโ€™re only inches apart and then theyโ€™re kissing. Sirius gently lifts Remus up and lies him down on his bed, while hovering above him and instead of his lips, he goes down and kisses his neck. Remus is unable to control his yearning any longer. His heart is beating fast. His brain loses itโ€™s ability to think rationally. So he decides to listen to his heart. His heart, that tells him to take this further.

โ€œSirius-โ€

โ€œHm?โ€ he pauses kissing his neck.

โ€œI...โ€ he swallows loudly and feels the slight blush that grows on his cheeks โ€œI think iโ€™m ready.....i really want to....with you....but i mean we donโ€™t have to, if you donโ€™t want to.โ€

Sirius looks up and cups his cheek with his right hand. They're staring into each others eyes once again.

โ€œRemus....i want to. You have no idea how long i've been thinking about this.....you and me.โ€

Remusโ€™ stomach flutters at his words.

โ€œI just thought you werenโ€™t ready and i didnโ€™t want to put any pressure on you,โ€ Sirius murmurs.

โ€œI wasnโ€™t for a long time....the thought of my scars....and exposing myself to you....but i want this with you....and only you.โ€

Remus feels a sudden rush of shame and tries to hide his face. Sirius frowns a little at his words and still cupping Remus' cheek, he puts his thumb under his chin and turns his head to look at him.

"No.....you never have to hide...not from me. Youโ€™re beautiful to me no matter what and a few scars wonโ€™t change that.โ€

โ€œI love you..โ€ Remus says with tears in his eyes.

โ€œI love you too. You have no idea how much.โ€

Their lips meet in a passionate, heated and breathtaking kiss. Thereโ€™s no shame, no more hiding, just pure love and lust rushing through both of them. Remus feels like heโ€™s spilling over.

Their tongues interconnect in gentle caresses and Sirius' hand finds the way under Remus' shirt, pressing his palm onto his heated skin. He lets out a soft whimper and almost reflexively, he slides his fingers into Sirius' long, dark hair and slowly strokes through it.

Sirius slowly pulls away and commences to take off Remus' shirt, then pulls him in for yet another heated kiss. As they explore each other's mouths, they strip each other from their clothes, leaving them both completely naked. Remus worried about being naked in front of Sirius a lot in the past, but the slight embarrassment he continues to feel, does not overweight the want of having him in the most intimate way.

He looks up at Sirius, as he sits back and begins to trail his fingers down his belly. Both their eyes are cloudy with lust and burning affection.

โ€œIs this okay?โ€ Sirius asks gently.

Remus, closing his eyes once more, can hear himself saying yes. Everything just feels too hazy. He begins to place open mouthed kisses on each of Remus' scar filled hips and it triggers soft pants and longing whimpers.

Sirius makes sure to cover every inch of skin. On Remus' inner thigh, he slids his hand down and cups his privates. Sirius watches as his eyes squeeze tight together.

โ€œYouโ€™re doing so good for me, baby..โ€ Sirius gasps out.

He proceeds kissing down Remus' entire naked body and Remusโ€™ hands tighten in his hair the closer he gets to his erection. He shudders and his back arches as Sirius begins to lick him.

โ€œSirius...i-โ€

Fingers curling and uncurling weakly into the sheets. Remus' throat feels dry, unable to formulate words. He's reduced to breathless whimpers and voiceless moans. Sirius' hand cups his cheek once again, thumb swiping underneath his right eye as if wiping away nonexistent tears.

"Look at me, love.." he murmurs.

Remus forces his eyelids open. Sirius' face is flushed and heโ€™s looking at him with love. So much love. The longing to feel him becomes overwhelming, so Remus slowly lifts his legs and wraps them around the other boy's waist.

Sirius lets out a surprised whimper and gasps into one of their never ending kisses. This is utter bliss and Remus never wants it to end. Sirius takes hold of his legs and holds them there.

Theyโ€™re staring longingly into each otherโ€™s eyes and as Remus gives a silent nod, Sirius reaches over to his nightstand to grab his wand. He utters a silencing spell and then he reaches to the bottom drawer, grabbing a condom and lube.

The preparation is slow. Sirius is careful, so as not to hurt him. He focuses his eyes on Remus. He is attentive. Trying to see what is working for him and what isnโ€™t. The image of Remus, underneath him and his utter trust, to do this with him, almost makes his heart burst with love.

"Just tell me if i need to stop, okay baby?"

Remus nods and finally, Sirius begins to line himself up and slowly and carefully eases himself into him. They both breathe shaky breaths.

Having Sirius this close to him is overwhelming, to feel him inside of him and him being this tender with his body, almost makes Remus want to cry. He loves him with every fiber of his being. A part of him says itโ€™s to good to be true, yet Sirius harmonizes his own moan of ecstasy with his. The sheer sound of his vibrato, causes Remus to shudder yet again.

Gods, it feels good. So so good, even though itโ€™s still a little bit painful. He makes a hissing sound and Sirius heart contracts painfully in his chest, knowing he causes him pain.

"Are you okay?" Sirius asks concerned, ready to pull out.

"I. am. fine." Remus moans out.

Sirius kisses him, soothing the pain quietly as he begins to pull out, only to slid back in a few seconds later. Both of them moaning unabashedly loud at the feeling.

When Remus is ready, Sirius goes deeper. Inch by inch, until he is fully sheathed inside. He bottoms out and Remus is clenching so tightly around him, he swear he can feel his pulse.

A thousand butterflies well up in Remus' stomach. The rhythm is slow, forcing him to notice every movement. His body clenches tight, only to be pushed open wide, over and over again. Sirius lays loving kisses as he sets a steady rhythm. His head hangs low as he pulls out and then pushes back in, keeping a slow and careful rhythm.

"You feel so good my darling," Sirius breathes.

Heโ€™s spurring Remus on, praising him and continues to tell him how good he feels around him. Remus is whining and moaning openly now. Crying out as heโ€™s clinging to Sirius' back, legs looped around his waist. He wasn't even aware that he could make these kinds of sounds. Itโ€™s music to Sirius' ears. To see that he can bring Remus pleasure like this...it motivates him to keep trying harder. How long he wished to be with Remus like this. His Remus.

โ€œI love you,โ€ he gasps, grabbing either side of Remus' hips and thrusts into him harder and deeper. Again and again, repeating โ€œI love you I love you I love you-โ€

Remus keeps his eyes screwed shut, as he slowly throws his head left to right. Heโ€™s losing himself.

โ€œSirius, Sirius, Sirius,โ€ he babbles around each thrust.

He canโ€™t even think straight. So all he can think to do is pulling Sirius closer to him and pressing his lips onto his for a deep kiss.

โ€œSo beautiful,โ€ Sirius murmurs, his mouth pressing to Remusโ€™ jawline and fingers cupping his face. He can feel his inner muscles tighten around him. Remus is a sweating, shaking mess by now, completely lost in pleasure.

โ€œCome for me, baby. I need to feel you come around me,โ€ Sirius says before he reaches between Remusโ€™s legs, grabs his most private part and starts pumping.

And so he does. With a prolonged whimper and Siriusโ€™ name on his lips. Back arching off the mattress as his orgasm ripples through his body.

โ€œSirius..โ€ he almost screams out, completely lost in the moment.

โ€œI got you, babyโ€ Sirius pants heavily, brushing the hair from Remus's sweaty forehead. โ€œI got you.โ€

Remusโ€™ hands caress his back, keeping him as close as possible, while Sirius rocks once more and shutters apart in Remus' arms and filling him with everything he got.


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monbeauloup - our tragedy was written in the stars
our tragedy was written in the stars

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