Stop Ignoring Me!

A/N: Remus and Sirius slash. Don't like? Don't read.
Theme: Ignore
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"You're acting like a child!"

Remus rolled his eyes and continued on his way out of the Gryffindor common room, not looking back at the other teen who was calling out his name.

With a huff, Sirius sat back down in his seat on the couch right beside James who was trying his hardest to hide his smirk. "How long's it been?" he asked while managing to sound nonchalant.

"3 days," Sirius mumbled, slouching more in his seat as he crossed his arms over his chest as he pouted. It had been an accident, it really had, but Remus still blamed Sirius for his essay being ruined by his tea. It wasn't Sirius's fault that the drink had been resting on a small stack of books by said essay and that he'd accidentally on purpose bumped into the table to get Remus's attention which caused the cup to topple over. "He's never ignored me this long before."

"Have you tried apologizing?" Peter suggested, not looking up from the Muggle magazine he'd gotten from his mum the day before. "It wouldn't hurt to apologize again, you know."

Sirius made a sound like he was in pain – which caused a lot of the other Gryffindors in the room to look at him – as he covered his face in frustration. "It was the first thing I did!" he told them although it was a little muffled due to his hands. "That's what I've been doing for the past 3 bloody days! But he refuses to listen!"

"Apology gifts?" James suggested, remembering that it had worked a few times in the past.

"He just takes whatever I have and gives it to someone else," the black haired boy said, sliding down a little more in his seat. "Even his favorite chocolate…"

James and Peter looked at each other, both a little shocked and confused that Remus would do something like that. Even when Moony was at his maddest, he never ever gave someone else his chocolates. "Pad…what was the essay for?"

Since they'd heard about the tea incident, both boys knew not to interfere with the couple's fight. They'd tried a few times in the past with minor arguments and had been severely yelled by both boys so they knew not to intrude in on this one.

"Ancient Runes…" he replied but it was so quiet he had to repeat it for Peter.

"Good luck getting back in his good graces," James said unsympathetically as he stood. The three Marauders knew that Remus had been working on that particular essay for a whole month now. It was no wonder that Sirius was being ignored.

"You're no help!" Sirius called after his not-by-blood brother who only laughed as he headed up to the dorm. He continued to sit on the couch in a way that was making his back ache but he refused to move.

Peter sighed as he closed the magazine then threw it right at Sirius. Somehow, his aim was true: it hit the taller boy square in the face. The two stared at the magazine which now resided on Sirius's chest before looking at each other. "Peter…"

"Bloody hell, Remus'll never believe…"

"You won't be able to tell him if you don't explain why you thought it was a good idea to hit one of Gryffindor's best Beaters in the face with a magazine," Sirius said as he sat up, now in an even more foul mood.

Peter made a squeaking noise that was reminiscent on his Animagus form when he saw the harsh glare coming from Sirius. "H-have you talked with him?"

"I told you, I've apologized plenty! He just won't listen!" His mood wasn't getting any better now that he was being forced to retell everything he'd told James a few moments before.

Peter could tell his friend was mad but continued. "But you haven't talked him, have you?" he asked, feeling a bit more confident when Sirius's shoulders slumped. "It's just an essay, one he could easily save. I'm sure that's not what's really bugging him."

And, before Sirius could have another mood swing, Peter hurried out of the common room to the safety of the kitchens. Sirius sat there for a few moments before hurrying up to the dormitory.
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"Hey, Remus," Sirius said 15 minutes later when he found the other boy in Greenhouse Two along with Lily Evans. While his boyfriend continued to ignore him, Lily sent him a glare and whispered to her friend. Normally that would irritate Sirius enough for him to yell but he held his tongue as Lily walked over to him. "Hello, Evans."

"Black," she replied and stood directly in his line of sight for Remus. "What do you want?"

Sirius inhaled deeply, trying to not yell at her about minding her own business but calmly replied, "I need to talk with Remus about…us."

Before he uttered the last word Lily looked like she was going to yell at him. "Fine," she said instead and left the Greenhouse. Sirius was thrown at her willingness to leave and stood there in confusion for a moment before slowly walking over to Remus.

The other boy had been helping Lily out with one of her assignments for Herbology – Remus was pants at that class – and refused to look Sirius in the eye when he got closer. But that was fine, Sirius didn't want Remus looking at him while he said what he'd come to say.

"I'm…sorry, Moony," he told him as he looked down at the pot of soil that was placed in the table between them. "Not just for ruining your essay. I'm sorry for how annoying and selfish I've been with you. I know that I've been keeping you from your homework a lot, I guess I was just excited that we were…you know."

It was still a little odd to Sirius that they were actually together and he never actually said it aloud. In fact, he never really acknowledged their relationship outside of the Gryffindor Tower – probably due to years of Pureblood "traditions" and whatnot. But, Remus had always been patient and okay with that. Lucky for Sirius.

"I really didn't mean to do that, Remus, and I'm sorry," he continued saying, playing with some of the soil that had fallen out of the pot onto the table. "Just…stop being mad at me. Please?"

Sirius chanced it and looked at Remus only to find the other boy already smiling fondly at him. Neither said a word as they both leaned forward and lightly kissed. "Let's head to dinner, Sirius," Remus said, gently gripping the hand that had been playing with the soil to walk with Sirius to the Great Hall. "Do you still have some of the chocolate you were trying to pacify me with?"