Title: Hungry Like The Wolf
Authors: Sailor Twilight & Granitite Stone (granitite@yahoo.com)
Disclaimer: Let's see... if I owned them I'd be the happiest person in the universe, but since I don't... I guess I'm just happy that people like me (who are poor) can write fanfiction and live out our little fantasies (like I said, I'm poor, can't get any money from us college kids). Yes, title is stolen from the title of a Duran Duran song... I am not too original on titles, but hey... who really cares? JKR owns the characters, but it's my plot! You hear me? My plot! *rocks back in forth in her corner, cuddling her Remus and Sirius plushies* ~ From this point on, we introduce two original characters. Both of them belong to Sailor Twilight, and are actual copyrighted characters. Do not use them without permission from her first.

Summary: Set during and after GOF.
Pairing: Sirius and Remus (*yummy*)
Rating: R. THIS IS A SLASH STORY.

"Malfoy?" Sirius stammered the name. "That blond boy you hate is giving you hickeys?"

Harry was the color of a ripe tomato. "I don't… hate him anymore. He's…"

"A good kisser?" Sirius dead panned. 'I'm in shock. This is just too much.'

Harry nodded. "Sirius, don't be mad. I was just… alone, I guess, and we'd been fighting for so long, and it seemed like such a good idea at the time-"

"Harry, it's okay." (I think) "Is this why those Muggles threw you out?"

"Not exactly." Harry sighed. "It's all Ron's fault!"

"Ron? Harry, you know McGonagall has this thing about orgies in the Common Room. She tends to hand you over to Filch."

"It's not like that! Ron and Percy got their letters mixed up, so Pig brought me Penelope's letter by mistake." Harry had calmed down a little. "Uncle Vernon intercepted it and… it turns out Percy's a kinky bastard."

"Weasleys usually are."

Harry did his best to ignore that comment. "He wouldn't believe all that weird bondage stuff was someone else, and took a swing at me. After they locked me in and went to bed, I called the Knight Bus."

"And they took you to Malfoy Manor?" This was getting stranger and stranger.

"No, they took me to Hogwarts. Draco showed up later. Lucius and Narcissa left him behind. They've gone to join Voldemort." Harry rubbed at his scar. "I figured… I need someone to talk to. I could tell Dumbledore I was a she-male hooker and he wouldn't bat an eye, but you're the only family I have left. I need to know if you're going to hate me too."

"For making out with a Malfoy?"

"Because I'm…" Harry trailed off. "Don't pretend the wizarding world is more accepting than the Muggle one, I know it isn't."

"You don't know." Sirius realized it all of a sudden. "How could you know? It's not like we broadcast it."

"Broadcast what?"

"Harry…" He hadn't planned on coming out tonight, but them again, neither had Harry. "Why do you think Dumbledore sent you here?"

"Because you were supposed to be staying here?" Growing up locked under the stairs, Harry tended to miss out on many nuances of conversation.

"Yes, but why?" Sirius was afraid he was going to have to draw Harry a picture.

"Because you're his best friend?"

"Try again."

Harry thought on it. He was smart. He could figure this out. "Everyone else thinks you're a crazed killer?"

Instead of drawing a picture, he picked one up of the floor. Remus must have dropped it. It was the two of them, around age seventeen, curled up together in a chair. "Your father took it."

"Oh." Harry stared for a moment, and it finally dawned on him. "OH!"
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Remus sighed in his sleep, as Sophious tucked him into the guest bed. She smoothed the comforter and stroked his hair. "He'll be fine now. Thank you for helping here, Lobo."

"No problem." He yawned. "I'll be in the bedroom. I’m exhausted. We'll have a pack meeting tomorrow to plot revenge on that bloodsucker."

"Goodnight, Lobo." She gave him a quick smile. "I'll be in bed soon. I just want to make sure that potion was strong enough."

"Night, Kali." He tried to muster up enough energy to get to bed. "Keep Blaze outta trouble 'til I get up."

"Just get to bed already." Kalika playfully punched Lobo's shoulder.

He flashed another smile at them before leaving the room. As soon as he was gone, Sophious's smile faded and she turned her solemn gaze to Remus.

"He'll be okay, right?" Kalika asked softly, sitting on the bed beside her friend.

"Yes. He needs a few days to rest, and regain his blood count. Azimodeus took a lot out of him." She sighed.

Kalika studied her for a moment. "Something's the matter. You miss him, don't you?"

"No, I don't miss HIM." She snapped.

"No, Sophie. I mean your boy. You miss him, I know you do." She rested a comforting hand on Sophious' shoulder.

She sighed again, looking at the floor. "His fifteenth birthday is in a few days."

"I'm sorry." There was really nothing else to say.

Threw was a long period of silence, and then Sophious leaned down and kissed Remus' forehead. "Sleep well, Remus."

Then the two female wolves left the room, without another word.
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"You.. and he.." Harry accepted a glass of water. "Nobody ever tells me anything!"

"It's not the kind of thing that comes up in letters. 'Dear Harry, How's school? By the way, your ex-DADA professor and I are life mates.' How was I supposed to know you would end up shagging a Malfoy."

"It's not something I planned." Harry drained half the glass. "I mean, he's beautiful, always has been. We wasted a long time hating each other."

"Are you sure he's telling the truth about his parents? Maybe this is all some evil plot to get you under Voldemort's thumb."

"Sure, Sirius." Harry laughed. "Voldemort told Draco to seduce me and gain my trust, and when the time is right they're going to come through the Marauder's tunnels and kill me."

"Who's killing who?" Blaze's voice came from the doorway.

"Who's that?" Harry asked, a sly smirk growing on his face.

"Shut-" Then Sirius realized he had forgotten about Blaze being there, and Remus...

"Look, we have to get going. It's late, and my mate is calling me to bed. We should check on Remus too." Blaze trailed off and stared at Harry for a moment. "Wait a second. You're Harry Potter!"

Harry, used to the reaction people first had when they saw him, turned to Sirius. "What's wrong with Remus?"

"Oh...Merlin." Sirius turned red. "I...forgot to tell you."

"Sure, Sirius. Nice going. Make an arse of yourself in front of the Boy Who Lived." Blaze just shook his head. "Remus was attacked. My mate and I found him being bitten by a master in the park. We chased off his childre but he was harder to get rid off. Luckily, my Kalika always wears a golden cross."

Harry was beginning to get used to being in shock, so he just repeated himself. "Who are you?"

"The Boy Who Lived wants to know who I am." His eyes lit up in delight. "They call me Blaze. I'm in the same pack as your friend Remus."

"Pack?" Harry looked like all this information was going to make him have a breakdown.

"Yes, a werewolf pack. You did know Remus is a werewolf, right?" Harry nodded. "Oh, good. Wait, doesn't that bother you?" Blaze looked surprised and pleased.

"I was raised by Muggles and kept in a cupboard under the stairs. I'm sort of unflappable."

"Unbelievable. Who would do such a thing to the Boy Who-"

"Please, just call me Harry." He hated the hero worship.

"I'm sorry... It's just... You carry such a high honor..." Blaze trailed off, then cleared his throat to regain him composure. "Well, we'd better get back to Lobo's. I'm sure Kali is worried about us..."

Sirius nodded. "Um, can we not mention this to Remus?"
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Remus woke up a couple days later, and instantly his hand went to his throat. Instead of a gaping hole, he felt only smooth skin and a sensitive but healing scar. He shuddered at the memory of the attack, vampires surrounding him, beating him... then Azimodeus biting him...

He was about to sit up when he felt a warm, large lump beside him. He rolled over, already knowing  who it was. "Paddy." His voice was a hoarse whisper.

Sirius opened his eyes and sleepily smiled at him. "Morning, Moony."

There was a moment when neither man spoke, just looked into each other's eyes, deep blue getting lost in amber... the full moon just days away now.

"I'm sorry." They both spoke simultaneously.

There was a long pause. Remus cleared his throat, and croaked, "Water."

Sirius nodded, then rolled over and picked up the glass of water Sophious had left him. He helped lift the drink to his mate's lips and watched him greedily swallow the last drop. "Thank you," he gasped, handing the empty glass back to Sirius.

"Anytime," Sirius wiped the stray trail of water from Remus's face.

Their eyes locked again, and Sirius broke their gaze and looked down. "I'm sorry I forgot to say good bye."

Remus stroked a lose strand of dark hair behind his lover's ear. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you when you came back. If I knew it was Harry-"

"This entire thing is my fault," Sirius spoke quickly. "I'm sorry... I should have said something or left a note or owled you... I don't know what I was thinking... I wasn't thinking... ever since I'd left Azkaban... it's all been fuzzy... my memory has been shot to hell... and all I could think about was-"

"All you could think about was that Harry was in trouble, and he needed you." Remus finished. "I know that now, Siri. I'm sorry... about the way I acted... it's just... last time..." His voice trailed off, but before Sirius could respond he put a finger to his lips. "Let me finish... Sirius, I thought that this time things would be different. I thought that we had a future together, starting that next morning. But when I woke up, you were gone. And with you went our future together. I didn't know why you'd left, but I knew it couldn't have been Lily and James again. And I was hurt, and angry. You're my mate... and you just left me." Remus's eyes were watery, but his voice didn't crack. He continued. "But Harry told me everything, Siri. And now I understand why you left so quickly. When that vamp bit me, I thought I was going to die. And the last thing I saw was you."

"I'm sorry," Sirius whispered, and buried his face into Remus's shoulder. "I'm such an idiot."

"That's true." Remus chuckled, stroking Sirius's long, black hair. "But we forgive you." Sirius looked up at him and smiled.

Suddenly the door burst open. "Ah, he's up! Hey Remus, you never told me you had such famous friends! The Boy Who Lived and an escapee from Azkab-" Lobo froze when he saw the two mates snuggled close under the covers. "Um... erm... is now a bad time to talk? I'll just... come back... later..." He turned a bright shade of red, then spun quickly on his heels and raced out of the room.

Remus and Sirius just watched the door slam shut, then burst into fits of laughter.

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By the next morning Remus was feeling much better, and wanted to return to his home.

"You sure we can't talk you into staying here with us?" Sophious offered. "We don't mind. We prefer keeping pack members close by. We're family."

"Thank you, but you've already been beyond kind to me, and I don't want to impose any longer," Remus said.

"All right," Sophious gave in. "But at least let us go with you and help fix up your home. It needs... a woman's touch."

Remus blushed.

That afternoon they went over to Remus's flat, and Sophious and Kalika assigned everyone their jobs. "Okay," Sophious hit her palm with her fist. "Kalika and I will clean up the kitchen; Sirius and Remus get the hall and living room; Lobo, you and Blaze clean the bedroom."

Lobo groaned. "I hate cleaning... you so owe me." He flashed a mischievous grin at Remus. "I guess she's keeping an eye on you and Sirius, otherwise she'd have you two in the bedroom."

He dashed off, dodging the pillow Sirius had thrown in his direction. Blaze shook his head and followed.

"What would you like me to do?" Harry asked Sophious.

"Oh, sweetie, you don't have to do a thing," She attempted to smooth his eternally wild hair. "Just sit back and relax."

Harry stared at her, in shock. Then he remembered that he was far, far away from the Dursleys, and he smiled. "Thank you, but I think I'll help anyway. Sirius can barely take take care of himself, never mind a house."

Remus laughed. "How true."

"Hey!" Sirius yelped, but grinned anyway.

"Alright, if you insist. But you better not make him do everything or I'll call the dog pound Mr. Black." With that, she headed into the kitchen after Kalika.

A hour later they had made a lot of progress, and the flat looked more like home than ever before. Harry was scrubbing *something* off the floor when there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" He said, standing up and heading over to the door.

He opened it, and to his surprise Draco Malfoy stood there, carrying a small suitcase.

He smiled at Harry. "I've come for my birthday present."

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