[And he's there earlier than 20 minutes, pacing around, his hands shoved in his pockets, his very last cigarette clamped between his teeth--unlit, shifted from one corner of his mouth to the other as he paces, stiff and about as on-edge as you can get.]
[ Raven's got it timed out pretty perfect - leaving the gym in no hurry, if not just so she doesn't have to answer questions as to why she's cutting her normal routine a little short - and she arrives in the oxygen garden about twenty minutes later, uncharacteristically wearing her Tranquility jumpsuit over her blue form. she looks a little nervous too, not antsy, but a little unsure. she's assuuuming Remus told him what happened, but maybe.. not. hn. still, she keeps her arms crossed over her middle once she finds him, her wrist hidden under her sleeve, tucked under her elbow. yes, there. totally natural. ]
[He looks over at her--and then he looks a little harder, like he's going to be able to see something on her, some mark or something. I bit her, Remus had said as much to him--but she looks the same as always, so far.
He doesn't approach her just yet, but stays where he is for another moment.]
Hey. Are you-- [He shrugs, self-consciously, aware of how stupid this question is.] --all right?
Generally speaking I'd say I'm alright. [ oh, okay. so he knows. that's fine. maybe better than fine, since she told Remus she wouldn't be telling anybody what happened, not until they knew for sure if him biting her with his mask on meant she was a werewolf now. but now she knows she can at least.. mention it, if Sirius asks. ] But I'm guessing you don't mean in the general sense. So, um. I've been craving red meat something fierce, but other than that? [ have a one-shoulder shrug, arms still crossed. ]
[He nods, shortly, though his eyes still glance over her, as if making sure she's mostly intact. Craving red meat means she likely isn't intact, not in the strict sense of the word (here defined as not bitten by a werewolf who happened to be untransformed at the time).]
Good for your, er, iron. [It was iron that was in red meat, right? Something like that. It's a shit joke anyway, and Sirius takes a half-step forward.] Can I see it?
[ well that was fast. Raven unfolds her arms, but- he's tiptoeing, what's that about? ...well, okay, she knows what it's about, but it seems all wrong. Sirius doesn't tiptoe. it's a very un-Sirius thing to do, and she doesn't like that she's the cause of it. so she gives him something of a look, then walks right up and slides her arm through his, like they're just about to go for a walk now, all very normal. which they are, because she can't handle just standing here all antsy. so she links her arm through his, her hand at his elbow, and she pulls him starts to head a little bit deeper into the gardens. ]
It's already healed, for the most part. It's not so bad. It's a little weird? I mean, it's very obviously.. a bite, but. I dunno. I just wanna make sure you're the only one that's around to see it. [ which explains the walking, since she's not about to pull up her sleeve if someone could stroll right into the gardens at the same time and see it too. they're just about on the edge of the jungle-ish looking area of the gardens, the hum of insects and water flowing through pipes a little louder over here. good.
she moves to stand in front of him, letting go of his arm so she can tuck her fingers under her sleeve and pull it up her forearm. on her blue skin, it almost looks like more patterned markings. kind of. there's a very obvious row of teeth ( fangs ) on the inside of her wrist, and when she turns her hand over it's almost impossible to really see the bottom row over her scales. so she shifts, just her arm, until she has fair pink skin.
aaaand that looks a little uglier. there aren't any scabs, her mutation really did heal it up in just a day or two, but the scars are a deep red, and they look a little irritated, but that's only because Raven can't seem to stop scratching at them every so often. she's not used to scars. in fact, she's never actually had a scar. her healing abilities usually close up any kind of cuts and scrapes too clean for it. but this scar is permanent, a rough disruption on otherwise perfectly clear skin. and now she's peeking up at Sirius, still holding her sleeve back, just to see his reaction to it. ] I haven't shown anybody else. And I won't, not for as long as I can help it. I just- I don't want- [ the reality of this to sink in? naaah ] -I don't want Remus to get in trouble. I don't want people to think he attacked me or anything like that. You know? It's not that simple.
[Walking arm-in-arm with girl--he can definitely handle that. With a fit girl, yeah, that's per the usual. With a fit blue girl is a little more irregular, and more irregular still is a fit blue girl taking him off to turn her arm pink and show him a bite.
A seriously ugly bite. Sirius stares at it a moment, distantly horrified--he's never horrified at Remus, but you can't help being horrified at the sort of shit a werewolf gets into, and the marks he leaves behind. It's the same horror that he feels when he confronts fresh scars on Remus, and a vague sense of guilt--stronger guilt for Remus, of course, as he's there for Remus, as he's able to stop Remus from doing things like that and should and if there are scars that means he hasn't, and he hates that. But so he hates this too, the clear red mark on her skin, and he doesn't wait or ask or anything, he just takes her arm and pulls it close so he can study the bite, breathlessly.]
Bloody hell.
[He says it faintly, distantly; he swallows, but he doesn't look away from the bite just yet, and his thumb shifts to push gently at the skin just beside the bite, as if it could be smoothed away (a really stupid impulse).]
[ Raven isn't a good liar. well, not to her friends. and not when she's distracted. so she falters a little, stumbles over a pause. ]
I instigated it. By. Getting in his personal space. [ pointedly not looking at him now. ] Because I was trying to take off his mask. That's why I was there, you know. To get his mask.
[In contrast, he looks up at her quite sharply, his fingers tightening on her arm. She's looking away, of course, so there's little he can read from her face, but he sucks in a breath anyway. No wonder Remus didn't want to explain--]
And then--what--he just twisted around and bit you? Merlin-- By the time I got it off of him, he was still mental about it--
Well, he didn't have the mask on at the time. [ wait. oh boy. he's holding onto her arm so she can't even move away, just sort of look around like she isn't COMPLETELY, STUPIDLY NERVOUS. she can't tell Sirius what happened, no way. oh my gosh, no. so awkward. be smart about this, darkholme. ]
No, yes he did. When he bit me he did. But before then, all I had to do was ask and he took it off. Though I think that's because he thought I wanted him to bite me? Like, bite bite. So he was just being nice, because of that. But when he did bite me, he put the mask back on first. And it was really just a complete misunderstanding, obviously, because when I said bite, I didn't mean it like that. Why would I have meant it like that? [ ... WAIT. ] Or in any way. It's not like I wanted him to bite me at all. [ yesshedid.
OF ALL THE TIMES TO START LAUGHING NERVOUSLY- she's just going to rush past all that; ] Like I said though, I instigated it. I was too aggressive about it, should've been smarter and just took the mask when I had the chance.
[Okay wow he is still holding her arm and staring at her and now she's going on about bites that were wanted--that's what she said, right? When I said bite, there's only one way to interpret that--
Hang on are they talking about Remus Lupin still, and it's then that everything comes to a jarring crashing halt in Sirius' head. Remus Lupin, biting girls, not in a werewolf sense? And while the very real possibly werewolfy bite is extremely important just now (extremely extremely important), and the masks, too, yes, very important--all of this is urgent and important but Merlin's beard this really has to be cleared up first--]
You told him to bite you? As in-- Remus. We're talking about Remus. Right?
[ this would be Raven's face when she has no- idea how to talk her way out of something. it's kind of like she's forgot her lines in the middle of a play, spotlights blaring, her mouth open but nothing's coming out. her cheeks flood with a dark blush, especially once she makes the mistake of finally looking at Sirius ]
Yeah. Yeah, we're taking about Remus. Look, it wasn't- [ how can she explain this without explaining anything more than the bare minimum? ] We didn't mean for it to... happen. At first it was just a distraction? A reason for him to take off the mask. I just wanted him to take off the mask, you know? That's all. [ a little desperate there because oh my god why does she feel so guilty. probably because she still feels like she took advantage of Remus somehow. like the mask was like some mind-altering drug, and she just ignored that and- no, wait, stop. ] And then he was just- [ just what, what could you possibly say right now ] Have you ever had someone ..look at you like-? [ actually maybe let's not go there ] No. Um? It just sort of happened...
[...right. This is just-- a great deal at once. Because first it was only mask problems, and Sirius can handle that well enough--and then potential werewolf problems, but he's been dealing with furry little problems for some years now, so one more is disastrous, fucking miserable, but he can work it out, he can panic quietly to himself and work it out, and possibly stop Remus from drowning himself, because it's a horrible accident but not insurmountable, no matter the depths of his guilt--and those depths are nigh unfathomable, but Sirius can help with that, too, there's very little Sirius can't find ways to help with, even unwelcome ways--
Right so but why is the sticking point of this the thought of Remus willfully and possibly (almost certainly) sexily biting Raven. Is it just too weird to think of (bookish old Lupin! booksexual Lupin! doesn't even get nervous around girls because it's like he's above them on some enlightened plane), or is it some weird-- well, jealously isn't outside the realm of possibility here, because Sirius likes girls, all girls nearly, and Raven is interesting and blue and amusing and clever and sexy in her way and wow but this thought has gone on long enough, and Sirius blinks a few times to try to clear his head, and he's still holding her arm, and that scabby old bite is right there, which is what he really ought to be thinking of, bites and werewolves and Remus who is probably digging himself a spacehole to crawl into right now--and he is, he is absolutely thinking of Remus, except that also sort of makes him think of biting again and have you ever had someone look at you like, and yes, Sirius has, if he's finishing that question properly and Merlin's pants what is happening.]
So-- hang on, so you--snogged him, before he-- [Oh, well done, Black! That's all you can manage right now? Well done, well done!] --I mean, sorry--
Look, this is very weird. Sorry. Give me-- [He pinches the bridge of his nose. Focus focus focus.] Half a minute.
[ Raven's just watching him, because what else can she do? she's already rambled too much, obviously she's said more than enough. and for a moment there's that flight instinct again, I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry, that point where she runs because it's better than messing up her friendship further, hurting someone more, and- well, that's just dramatic, isn't it? he just looks.. confused, not hurt. not really. she refuses to read into it, not just yet. it's about the bite or the 'snogging' or both, and she doesn't want an exact reason, not just yet. but still, she has to force herself not to lift up on her toes and bolt, even while her nerves spark up - you ruined it, he's mad at you, you ruined it. ]
It was different. [ she's not sure if this will help, at all, or just make it worse, but she feels like she has to point it out ] When he had the mask on, it wasn't- him-him. Not when he kissed me, not when he bit me. I should have left before it- But. It's- It doesn't have to be weird. Right? [ the weird part for her is that she doesn't... regret going there to try and help him, it's not that. she's just mad at herself for getting bit. maybe she had control of the situation, maybe she didn't, but it ended badly and the blame is just as much on her as it is on Remus, she feels. ] Maybe the werewolf side of Remus is more willing to bite people than we realize, but our friend Remus, the real Remus, isn't like that. He has more control. [ unlike herself, apparently. wow she feels guilty, this is ridiculous. ] It's gonna be fine, Sirius. The bite, the- everything. We'll figure it out.
[It's more than a little stupid that she's the one reassuring him--just stupid enough to make him shove away all those idiotic thoughts. Get out of it, Black, and he does; he scratches at his nose with a scowl, and shakes his head, and--right right right right. So werewolf Remus snogs girls as well as bites them and tries to (tries to being the operative word here) (because she might not be a werewolf) (right) turn them.]
No. Yeah. I know--yeah, I know. That's not him. It's all-- [He waves his free hand around, an all-encompassing gesture.] --it's all the werewolfy bits, it makes him aggressive. [Moony bullies Padfoot around, so who's to say that Moony-as-a-human wouldn't snog girls?]
It was different, you're right. [And now he can look at her more firmly, and his grip on her arm shifts, finds her hand instead, and he squeezes it with a bracing and reassuring air.] It's not even for sure that it's going to do anything to you, right? So perhaps even the bite doesn't-- doesn't matter.
[...right so but Remus, that's really what's brought them together today, and Sirius' face screws up in a brief scowl again.] Have you spoken to him since?
[ the way that blush comes creeping back up on her cheeks after he says it makes him aggressive is probably telling, isn't it? damn. double damn. triple da- oh. now that he's looking at her, and holding her hand, it's easier to not be so distracted. it's actually pretty damn reassuring to finally hear someone else say it - that the bite might not matter - because Remus seemed so sure, so worried, and it was enough to make her a little more fearful of the worst than she'd like to be. but Sirius says it basically the same way she was thinking it, and she nodnodnods, wiggles her fingers a little bit so the handholding is more mutual. she's probably holding on a little tighter than she realizes, her nerves refocused now that they're talking about the bite again.
deep down, she's kind of really, really scared of being a werewolf. ]
I did, yeah. For a little bit. I texted him to ask about the full moon, in case something does happen. Which, apparently, it's in just a couple days, so. I'll know pretty soon. [ nervous laugh, you should maybe sound less nervous next time. ] There wasn't much to talk about after that, he just kept apologizing. Which I mean, obviously it's- I'm glad he's back to normal, but it's driving me crazy how guilty he feels over it. Like I'm some victim of this giant tragedy. [ she doesn't sound mad, or bitter, just a little confused. she has no idea how to handle this. ] I mean, I get it, it's scary. And I'm kinda scared, I am. I'm not gonna pretend I'm not. But at the same time, it just- I can't be mad at him for it. No matter which way I spin what happened in my head, I'm still not mad at him. I just don't know how to get him to believe that.
[The full moon is something to be nervous about, so he doesn't even bat an eye at her laugh. At home, the full moon is entirely different--it's like a little holiday sometimes--but here, there's added strangeness and stresses and dangers--and always the threat of Sirius' spells not being enough, and Padfoot not being enough--
Anyway. He manages a sad little smirk at the rest of it.]
It's something he never wanted to happen. I mean, obviously, but--Merlin. He goes on about it, he always has, how he never wanted to-- to bite anyone, ever. So that's it for him, then, he's done it. [What Remus is afraid of--they've sort of talked around this, ever since the "Marauders versus dungeon boggart" incident in fifth year. The full moon. The werewolf, prowling the grounds.] We just can't let him-- I dunno. We can't--
[He cuts off a moment, and rubs his hand over his mouth, hard, staring fixedly at the ground.]
When we were in fifth year, he nearly bit someone else. Because of me. There's this bastard, Snape--anyway, he went after Remus, which was my fault. And would have gotten him, but my best mate James saved Snape--stupid git--and... Anyway. Remus didn't bite him, but he could have, and he was miserable about it for weeks, he wouldn't even talk to me for a bit--anyway, so we can't let him obsess on it. Because he will, because that's what he does. No matter what the hell happens at the full moon.
[He glances back at her, then.]
D'you want-- I always stay with Remus, when he transforms. You could come as well, so you wouldn't be--y'know. Alone.
[ she keeps quiet during the whole story, watching him without staring, letting her fingers slide to loosely link with his instead of just letting go. she should have known it was more than just worrying about whether or not he changed it her, that it was a fear deeply rooted by now. she's still completely conflicted about it, mostly in that she really doesn't know what it means for her if she's been changed, if she transforms this week. Remus was right, the shock hadn't sunk in. but honestly, for the girl who's had blue skin and yellow eyes since she was six years old, the idea of being cursed, of being different, didn't scare her. the idea of being out of control was scary, but- well. no, it hadn't really sunk in yet.
still, that doesn't change the fact that she wants to make sure Remus doesn't let it eat at him. ]
I already told him I'm not going to let him shelf on the blame entirely on himself. If anything, maybe- You know, if I am ..a werewolf now, it could be a good thing. At the time, when it happened, he seemed... I dunno. It was odd. I think he was disappointed in himself for hurting me, but it was more than that. Maybe there's some sort of appeal to the werewolf side of him in having another werewolf around. Which I know there are other werewolves here, but not from your world, right? I dunno. [ Remus seemed... sad. when she protested. it was a weird thing to consider, but he wasn't just some evil monster when he bit her. there was so much more to it than that. ] Either way. I think I should stay apart from you two this first time. Just in case it turns out a little unpredictable. I'm still not sure how my mutation will mix with the transformation, is all. ..Plus, if it turns out I'm not a werewolf, I'd rather not be trapped in a room with you both during the whole thing, no offense.
-- Wait.
How is it you can be with him when he transforms? I thought...
[It makes since that she wouldn't want them around--if she is a werewolf, which she might not be--but if she is, then she's right to say that they ought to stay apart from one another, at least at first. Just so everyone can get sorted out. Werewolves don't typically go around in droves--
Packs, that's the wolf word for it, and the one that the other werewolves use. Mentioning them even in passing gets a little scowl on Sirius face, and he glances at the ground a moment. Other werewolves, what the hell does Remus want with other werewolves anyway? He has Marauders--or one Marauder, anyway, and a staunch dog companion Marauder at that, which means he's never alone at the full moon--and Sirius isn't a werewolf, yeah, but he works really hard to get it, to understand, and what he doesn't understand--well, it's not important. Or it is, but he's Remus' best mate here, he makes up for his lack of understanding with that. And if Raven is in fact a werewolf, will he end up being jealous of her as well?
But so none of that ends up mattering, because--
Oh, shit.]
Er-- yeah. I mean, I stay close, so when-- [Well done, Black. Nearly three years of keeping a secret and then you just blurt it out to a girl.] --when he transforms back--
[But what the hell is the point in lying. Sirius sighs, and pushes his other hand through his hair.] I can make it so I'm safe around him. Werewolves only go for humans, they aren't really interested in biting animals-- look, it's probably easier if I show you.
[ oh mY GOD SIRIUS BLACK YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN RAVEN'S FACE LIGHT UP THE WAY IT IS LIGHTING UP NOW ]
Yes, show me. Do it.
[ she lets her hand slip from his, rolls her sleeve down veryvery carefully back over her wrist, steps back a few paces. the whole thing, all very quick. she's even up on her toes again, but now it's in, well, complete and utter excitement ]
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remus & i traded
i locked his up & he locked mine
safe enough i reckon
you?
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i can head out of the gym if you wanted to meet somewhere. we can't really talk in here or anything.
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could lock yours up with spells as well
gardens instead?
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sure. 20 minutes?
text; - > action!
[And he's there earlier than 20 minutes, pacing around, his hands shoved in his pockets, his very last cigarette clamped between his teeth--unlit, shifted from one corner of his mouth to the other as he paces, stiff and about as on-edge as you can get.]
action! ( finally home!!! )
..Hey.
action!
He doesn't approach her just yet, but stays where he is for another moment.]
Hey. Are you-- [He shrugs, self-consciously, aware of how stupid this question is.] --all right?
action!
action!
Good for your, er, iron. [It was iron that was in red meat, right? Something like that. It's a shit joke anyway, and Sirius takes a half-step forward.] Can I see it?
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pulls himstarts to head a little bit deeper into the gardens. ]It's already healed, for the most part. It's not so bad. It's a little weird? I mean, it's very obviously.. a bite, but. I dunno. I just wanna make sure you're the only one that's around to see it. [ which explains the walking, since she's not about to pull up her sleeve if someone could stroll right into the gardens at the same time and see it too. they're just about on the edge of the jungle-ish looking area of the gardens, the hum of insects and water flowing through pipes a little louder over here. good.
she moves to stand in front of him, letting go of his arm so she can tuck her fingers under her sleeve and pull it up her forearm. on her blue skin, it almost looks like more patterned markings. kind of. there's a very obvious row of teeth ( fangs ) on the inside of her wrist, and when she turns her hand over it's almost impossible to really see the bottom row over her scales. so she shifts, just her arm, until she has fair pink skin.
aaaand that looks a little uglier. there aren't any scabs, her mutation really did heal it up in just a day or two, but the scars are a deep red, and they look a little irritated, but that's only because Raven can't seem to stop scratching at them every so often. she's not used to scars. in fact, she's never actually had a scar. her healing abilities usually close up any kind of cuts and scrapes too clean for it. but this scar is permanent, a rough disruption on otherwise perfectly clear skin. and now she's peeking up at Sirius, still holding her sleeve back, just to see his reaction to it. ] I haven't shown anybody else. And I won't, not for as long as I can help it. I just- I don't want- [ the reality of this to sink in? naaah ] -I don't want Remus to get in trouble. I don't want people to think he attacked me or anything like that. You know? It's not that simple.
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A seriously ugly bite. Sirius stares at it a moment, distantly horrified--he's never horrified at Remus, but you can't help being horrified at the sort of shit a werewolf gets into, and the marks he leaves behind. It's the same horror that he feels when he confronts fresh scars on Remus, and a vague sense of guilt--stronger guilt for Remus, of course, as he's there for Remus, as he's able to stop Remus from doing things like that and should and if there are scars that means he hasn't, and he hates that. But so he hates this too, the clear red mark on her skin, and he doesn't wait or ask or anything, he just takes her arm and pulls it close so he can study the bite, breathlessly.]
Bloody hell.
[He says it faintly, distantly; he swallows, but he doesn't look away from the bite just yet, and his thumb shifts to push gently at the skin just beside the bite, as if it could be smoothed away (a really stupid impulse).]
How did-- how did it happen, he wouldn't say--
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[ Raven isn't a good liar. well, not to her friends. and not when she's distracted. so she falters a little, stumbles over a pause. ]
I instigated it. By. Getting in his personal space. [ pointedly not looking at him now. ] Because I was trying to take off his mask. That's why I was there, you know. To get his mask.
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And then--what--he just twisted around and bit you? Merlin-- By the time I got it off of him, he was still mental about it--
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No, yes he did. When he bit me he did. But before then, all I had to do was ask and he took it off. Though I think that's because he thought I wanted him to bite me? Like, bite bite. So he was just being nice, because of that. But when he did bite me, he put the mask back on first. And it was really just a complete misunderstanding, obviously, because when I said bite, I didn't mean it like that. Why would I have meant it like that? [ ... WAIT. ] Or in any way. It's not like I wanted him to bite me at all. [ yesshedid.
OF ALL THE TIMES TO START LAUGHING NERVOUSLY- she's just going to rush past all that; ] Like I said though, I instigated it. I was too aggressive about it, should've been smarter and just took the mask when I had the chance.
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Hang on are they talking about Remus Lupin still, and it's then that everything comes to a jarring crashing halt in Sirius' head. Remus Lupin, biting girls, not in a werewolf sense? And while the very real possibly werewolfy bite is extremely important just now (extremely extremely important), and the masks, too, yes, very important--all of this is urgent and important but Merlin's beard this really has to be cleared up first--]
You told him to bite you? As in-- Remus. We're talking about Remus. Right?
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Yeah. Yeah, we're taking about Remus. Look, it wasn't- [ how can she explain this without explaining anything more than the bare minimum? ] We didn't mean for it to... happen. At first it was just a distraction? A reason for him to take off the mask. I just wanted him to take off the mask, you know? That's all. [ a little desperate there because oh my god why does she feel so guilty. probably because she still feels like she took advantage of Remus somehow. like the mask was like some mind-altering drug, and she just ignored that and- no, wait, stop. ] And then he was just- [ just what, what could you possibly say right now ] Have you ever had someone ..look at you like-? [ actually maybe let's not go there ] No. Um? It just sort of happened...
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Right so but why is the sticking point of this the thought of Remus willfully and possibly (almost certainly) sexily biting Raven. Is it just too weird to think of (bookish old Lupin! booksexual Lupin! doesn't even get nervous around girls because it's like he's above them on some enlightened plane), or is it some weird-- well, jealously isn't outside the realm of possibility here, because Sirius likes girls, all girls nearly, and Raven is interesting and blue and amusing and clever and sexy in her way and wow but this thought has gone on long enough, and Sirius blinks a few times to try to clear his head, and he's still holding her arm, and that scabby old bite is right there, which is what he really ought to be thinking of, bites and werewolves and Remus who is probably digging himself a spacehole to crawl into right now--and he is, he is absolutely thinking of Remus, except that also sort of makes him think of biting again and have you ever had someone look at you like, and yes, Sirius has, if he's finishing that question properly and Merlin's pants what is happening.]
So-- hang on, so you--snogged him, before he-- [Oh, well done, Black! That's all you can manage right now? Well done, well done!] --I mean, sorry--
Look, this is very weird. Sorry. Give me-- [He pinches the bridge of his nose. Focus focus focus.] Half a minute.
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It was different. [ she's not sure if this will help, at all, or just make it worse, but she feels like she has to point it out ] When he had the mask on, it wasn't- him-him. Not when he kissed me, not when he bit me. I should have left before it- But. It's- It doesn't have to be weird. Right? [ the weird part for her is that she doesn't... regret going there to try and help him, it's not that. she's just mad at herself for getting bit. maybe she had control of the situation, maybe she didn't, but it ended badly and the blame is just as much on her as it is on Remus, she feels. ] Maybe the werewolf side of Remus is more willing to bite people than we realize, but our friend Remus, the real Remus, isn't like that. He has more control. [ unlike herself, apparently. wow she feels guilty, this is ridiculous. ] It's gonna be fine, Sirius. The bite, the- everything. We'll figure it out.
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No. Yeah. I know--yeah, I know. That's not him. It's all-- [He waves his free hand around, an all-encompassing gesture.] --it's all the werewolfy bits, it makes him aggressive. [Moony bullies Padfoot around, so who's to say that Moony-as-a-human wouldn't snog girls?]
It was different, you're right. [And now he can look at her more firmly, and his grip on her arm shifts, finds her hand instead, and he squeezes it with a bracing and reassuring air.] It's not even for sure that it's going to do anything to you, right? So perhaps even the bite doesn't-- doesn't matter.
[...right so but Remus, that's really what's brought them together today, and Sirius' face screws up in a brief scowl again.] Have you spoken to him since?
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deep down, she's kind of really, really scared of being a werewolf. ]
I did, yeah. For a little bit. I texted him to ask about the full moon, in case something does happen. Which, apparently, it's in just a couple days, so. I'll know pretty soon. [ nervous laugh, you should maybe sound less nervous next time. ] There wasn't much to talk about after that, he just kept apologizing. Which I mean, obviously it's- I'm glad he's back to normal, but it's driving me crazy how guilty he feels over it. Like I'm some victim of this giant tragedy. [ she doesn't sound mad, or bitter, just a little confused. she has no idea how to handle this. ] I mean, I get it, it's scary. And I'm kinda scared, I am. I'm not gonna pretend I'm not. But at the same time, it just- I can't be mad at him for it. No matter which way I spin what happened in my head, I'm still not mad at him. I just don't know how to get him to believe that.
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Anyway. He manages a sad little smirk at the rest of it.]
It's something he never wanted to happen. I mean, obviously, but--Merlin. He goes on about it, he always has, how he never wanted to-- to bite anyone, ever. So that's it for him, then, he's done it. [What Remus is afraid of--they've sort of talked around this, ever since the "Marauders versus dungeon boggart" incident in fifth year. The full moon. The werewolf, prowling the grounds.] We just can't let him-- I dunno. We can't--
[He cuts off a moment, and rubs his hand over his mouth, hard, staring fixedly at the ground.]
When we were in fifth year, he nearly bit someone else. Because of me. There's this bastard, Snape--anyway, he went after Remus, which was my fault. And would have gotten him, but my best mate James saved Snape--stupid git--and... Anyway. Remus didn't bite him, but he could have, and he was miserable about it for weeks, he wouldn't even talk to me for a bit--anyway, so we can't let him obsess on it. Because he will, because that's what he does. No matter what the hell happens at the full moon.
[He glances back at her, then.]
D'you want-- I always stay with Remus, when he transforms. You could come as well, so you wouldn't be--y'know. Alone.
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still, that doesn't change the fact that she wants to make sure Remus doesn't let it eat at him. ]
I already told him I'm not going to let him shelf on the blame entirely on himself. If anything, maybe- You know, if I am ..a werewolf now, it could be a good thing. At the time, when it happened, he seemed... I dunno. It was odd. I think he was disappointed in himself for hurting me, but it was more than that. Maybe there's some sort of appeal to the werewolf side of him in having another werewolf around. Which I know there are other werewolves here, but not from your world, right? I dunno. [ Remus seemed... sad. when she protested. it was a weird thing to consider, but he wasn't just some evil monster when he bit her. there was so much more to it than that. ] Either way. I think I should stay apart from you two this first time. Just in case it turns out a little unpredictable. I'm still not sure how my mutation will mix with the transformation, is all. ..Plus, if it turns out I'm not a werewolf, I'd rather not be trapped in a room with you both during the whole thing, no offense.
-- Wait.
How is it you can be with him when he transforms? I thought...
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Packs, that's the wolf word for it, and the one that the other werewolves use. Mentioning them even in passing gets a little scowl on Sirius face, and he glances at the ground a moment. Other werewolves, what the hell does Remus want with other werewolves anyway? He has Marauders--or one Marauder, anyway, and a staunch dog companion Marauder at that, which means he's never alone at the full moon--and Sirius isn't a werewolf, yeah, but he works really hard to get it, to understand, and what he doesn't understand--well, it's not important. Or it is, but he's Remus' best mate here, he makes up for his lack of understanding with that. And if Raven is in fact a werewolf, will he end up being jealous of her as well?
But so none of that ends up mattering, because--
Oh, shit.]
Er-- yeah. I mean, I stay close, so when-- [Well done, Black. Nearly three years of keeping a secret and then you just blurt it out to a girl.] --when he transforms back--
[But what the hell is the point in lying. Sirius sighs, and pushes his other hand through his hair.] I can make it so I'm safe around him. Werewolves only go for humans, they aren't really interested in biting animals-- look, it's probably easier if I show you.
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[ oh mY GOD SIRIUS BLACK YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN RAVEN'S FACE LIGHT UP THE WAY IT IS LIGHTING UP NOW ]
Yes, show me. Do it.
[ she lets her hand slip from his, rolls her sleeve down veryvery carefully back over her wrist, steps back a few paces. the whole thing, all very quick. she's even up on her toes again, but now it's in, well, complete and utter excitement ]
No pressure. It'll be fun.
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