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Entry tags: | remus/sirius |
Drabble: When It Rains, It Pours (Remus/Sirius, G)
Title: When It Rains, It Pours
Rating: G
Warnings: slash, boy!kissing
Summary: Remus Lupin hates the rain, but Sirius loves it.
Notes: I have no clue what inspired this story, and take no blame for it.
Disclaimer: All characters are a product of J.K. Rowlings wonderful mind and I own nothing. Nada, zippo, zero, zip.
Around Hogwarts, when it rains it pours. And when it pours, lightening strikes and thunder rumbles. First years are frightened, fourth years grumble, and seventh years go right back to sleep.
But Remus Lupin hates rain, and rain hates him back.
Rain is wet, and dreary, and makes a big mess out of beautiful landscape. And he always gets caught in it, soaking him to the bone, and leaving him a shivering mess.
Today it rained. While he was staying late in the greenhouses for extra credit. Hail starting clattering against the glass window panes, and he had to wait it out.
Eventually, lunch had come and past, the hail stopped and he was free to leave. He cast a shield around himself, to protect him from the ongoing downpour of water, and made his way to the castle. The rain clashed against the shield, and wind whipped around him, even if he couldn't feel it.
A sudden drenching of water and a cold blast of wind alerted him that his shield had worn off. Rain fell into his eyes, burning and leaving him practically blind. His hair draped itself in an odd pattern across his face, and he thought he must look like a monster from one of those muggle flicks.
"I hate the rain!" He managed to ground out as he cast the shield around him again.
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Around Hogwarts, when it rains it pours. And when it pours, lightening strikes and thunder rumbles. Second years jump when the thunder booms, third years tense up when a flash of lightening is seen from a window, and fifth years mutter obscenities.
But Sirius Black loves rain, and rain loves him back.
Rain washes away impurities, and creates mud for mud pie fights, and it leaves him a rainbow when it leaves. He is always outside when it rains, twirling around and shouting at the top of his lungs, and it seems that when he does this, the rain dances with him.
Today it rained. He was in Gryffindor Tower waiting for Remus to show up for lunch. Hail clattered against the windows and he began to worry that Remus wouldn't make it back for lunch. He sat on the couch and watch the rain fall, flying this way and that because of the winds.
Eventually, lunch had come and gone, the hail stopped and he knew Remus was coming back. He raced down to the front doors and out into the rain. Water fell across his face, dripping into his mouth, tasting like sweet sugar water. His hair flew in the rain, looking like a black halo if anyone was watching. His uniform was sopping with the fresh water and he felt like a new person.
A figure was up ahead, hunched up and looking plain miserable. Sirius knew it was Remus, because Remus hates the rain.
An impulse struck him, and he ran headlong for the figure grabbing him by the shoulder.
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Remus doesn't know what hit him, but it felt solid and warm and he was grateful for the support. He felt the thing grab at his shoulder and give a masculine chuckle. Remus knew it was Sirius, because Sirius loves the rain.
Wet lips crash against his and warm tongue slides into his mouth.
Remus changed his mind, he loved the rain.