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Title<\/b>: Some Disease-Addled Puppy Love [Remus\/Sirius]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: PG for snuggling.
\nSummary<\/b>: Sirius ends up in the infirmary as well the morning after a full moon.
\nA\/N<\/b>: Written during a cold when all I wanted was snuggling. <\/p>\n
Some Disease Addled Puppy Love<\/b><\/p>\n
\tSirius knew he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d overdone it the moment he changed back from Padfoot. He resisted the urge to return to the dog-form as aches and pains descended on his whole body. A raging headache suddenly drove him nearly to his knees and he sagged against the wall.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Padfoot?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James asked, supporting an exhausted Remus. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sirius, are you all right?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yes,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius tried to grunt, but started coughing halfway through the word.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What should we do?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Peter asked James nervously, glancing through the windows of the castle at the sky which was threatening that dawn wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t far off.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You help Remus to the infirmary,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James told Peter, making a snap decision. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sirius is heavier, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll get him to the dorms.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
As James was shifting Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 weight onto Peter, Remus roused slightly and noticed Sirius crouched against the wall.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153S\u00e2\u20ac\u2122wrong?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he demanded, struggling against James and Peter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153S\u00e2\u20ac\u2122wrong w\u00e2\u20ac\u2122Padfoot?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be all right,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James tried to calm Remus, but Remus kept struggling until Sirius got a hold on his coughing fit and could speak.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be fine,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he told Remus, voice raw. He straightened a bit but was still leaning heavily on the wall. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Just get yourself to the infirmary.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tRemus let Peter pull him away down the hall as James pulled Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 weight away from the wall onto himself. Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 moment of stability took away his last vestiges of strength and he was barely able to help James get him to their room, his legs threatening to spill him on the floor with every step.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you tell us you were too sick to go out?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James grunted as he struggled to force Sirius up the stairs.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius wheezed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Overdid it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll say,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James grumbled.<\/p>\n
\tAt last they reached their room and Sirius tumbled bonelessly into his bed when James let go of him. He barely had the strength to flop the covers over himself before he passed out.<\/p>\n
*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*<\/p>\n
\tConsciousness descended on Sirius like a ton of bricks. He tried to spit out a string of curses that would have done Lily Evans\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 proud, but only produced a moan.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sirius?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James asked sleepily from the next bed over. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go back to sleep. We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve still got nearly an hour before breakfast.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tSirius moaned loudly again, and heard the rustling of James sliding out of his own bed. Then Sirius heard James padding over on bare feet, all the noises seeming amplified to his aching head.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Are you still sick?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hurts\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius managed weakly.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What hurts?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James prompted, stifling a yawn.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Everything,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius whimpered.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh, hell,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d James blinked and took a closer look at Sirius. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You look like death warmed over. We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d better get you to the infirmary.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Sirius heard James pad away towards Peter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bed, some more rustling, and then some cursing. Several minutes later, James reappeared with a haggard-looking Peter, both of them hastily buttoning shirts over pajama pants.<\/p>\n
\tBetween the two of them, they managed to fireman-carry Sirius up to the infirmary. James pounded on Madam Pomfrey\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s door until she emerged, clutching a dressing gown about her person.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What on earth\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6oh!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Pomfrey took in Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 poor condition quickly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Looks like that nasty flu that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been going around finally caught up with you, Mr. Black. I warned you about rolling about in the snow and then running all over the castle with wet hair!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Sirius moaned pathetically.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153All right,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she sighed, taking Sirius from James and Peter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You boys run along, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be just in time for breakfast. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll put Sirius to bed.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
James and Peter exchanged long-suffering sighs and trudged out of the infirmary.<\/p>\n
\tMadam Pomfrey helped Sirius to one of the beds and let him collapse on it. He stared up at her plaintively as she pulled the covers over top of him.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sorry, Sirius,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she sighed, brushing some of his hair out of his face, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153but there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s nothing that will help you but bed rest and time. Try to make yourself comfortable.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Cold,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius croaked.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yes, chills are part of the package,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Pomfrey told him. She reached over and pulled a blanket off one of the empty beds and laid it on top of Sirius. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Try to get some rest, dear.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tSirius watched her leave the room and flip the lights out, nearly crying with frustration. He began shivering, which made every part of his aching body twinge with pain.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Knew you were lying,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d a raspy voice said on the other side of him.<\/p>\n
\tSirius turned his head gingerly, wincing, and saw Remus lying on the bed next to his. Remus looked very pale and seemed to be breathing hard, but was laying on top of all his covers with only pajama bottoms on.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Cold?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius asked, wishing feebly that he could get more than one word out at a time.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Always too hot after,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus shook his head. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Werewolf metabolism. You?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\n\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153F-freezing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius replied through teeth that were suddenly chattering uncontrollably.<\/p>\n
\t\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maybe I can help,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus said. He didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t say anything else for a minute, and Sirius was about to ask what he meant when Remus pushed himself unsteadily to a sitting position.<\/p>\n
Ignoring Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 monosyllabic protests, Remus struggled to stand up, leaning heavily on the hospital bed, then took several tottering steps towards Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 bed, nearly toppling over onto Sirius when he made it. <\/p>\n
Feeling like he should help, Sirius weakly pushed the covers down so Remus could crawl underneath with him, the weirdness of the situation not even registering in his disease-fevered mind. <\/p>\n
Reaching over shakily, Remus fumbled with the buttons on Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 pajama top, biting his lip in utter concentration. Sirius batted clumsily at Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 hand, intending to protest that he was too cold, but dropped his hand limply when Remus said \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Trust me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\tRemus got enough buttons undone to tug the shirt over Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 head, then he slid down to press his chest against Sirius\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 back with a relieved sigh. Sirius gasped a nonsensical word as Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 searing skin warmed his own chilled flesh.<\/p>\n
After several seconds, Sirius stopped shivering and relaxed against Remus. He felt Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 hands slide over his chest and stomach to hold him closer, like a child clutching a stuffed animal. Sirius wanted suddenly to roll over, to wrap his arms around Remus too, but his body felt to heavy to move, like the Deadweight Curse that Snivellus had cast on him Fourth Year. He settled for seeking out one of Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 hands with his own and twining their fingers together.<\/p>\n
Remus murmured something unintelligible into his hair, and Sirius sank heavily back into sleep with the feel of Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 lips brushing against the back of his neck.<\/p>\n
Later that afternoon, when Sirius woke suddenly to find Remus lying with his back to Sirius and twitching in sleep like a puppy, Sirius returned the favor.<\/p>\n