3Remus Lupin and James Potter are maddly in love with each other. But what happens after James gets drunk one night? The story of how James ended up with Lily. The poem is Déjeuner du matin by Jacques Prévert. I wrote this one day in school because I was bored and we had to learn this poem for French. After my teacher tried to make this poem none gay (It was written by a guy) I had to write a story to go along with it. Italics is the translation. Characters belong to JK Rowling. Warning : yaoi (boy's love) and suggested mpreg
Il a mis le café He put the coffee
Dans la tasse In the cup
Il a mis le lait He put the milk
Dans la tasse de café In the cup of coffee
Il a mis le sucre He put the sugar
Dans la café au lait In the coffee with milk
Avec le petite cuiller With a little spoon
Il a tourné He stirred
Il a bu la café au lait He drank the coffee with milk
Et il a reposé la tasse And he put the cup down
Sans me parler Without talking to me
Remus never said anything when he first got up. I knew he wasn't ever awake until he had his coffee, that's the way it always was. It didn't matter that we fought last night. I hoped that he had forgiven me but, I wouldn't blame him if he didn't. Last night I had told him that I had cheated on him, once, but, that was enough. The girl had gotten pregnant. I think that's what hurt Remus the most. He had wanted a child for sometime now but, I kept telling him that we were to young, we couldn't raise a baby yet. Yet, here I was sleeping with Lily Evans and getting her pregnant.
Il a allumé He lit
Une cigarette A cigarette
Il a fait des rounds He made rings
Avec la fumée With the smoke
Il a mis les cendres He put the ashes
Dans le cendrier In the ash tray
Sans me parler Without talking to me
I love watching him smoke. I never could figure out how he made those rings but, it was interesting to watch. I knew he wasn't happy with me now. I could see the pain written all over the beautiful face of his. I couldn't stand it. I always hated seeing him in pain through it wasn't unusual, his eyes were always filled with the pain he endued, I knew that I was part of that pain now. I got up and kissed his cheek. "Good morning my fluffy little wolf. What do you want for breakfast? I'll make whatever you want. How about some oatmeal with bacon and sausage? I still can't figure out were all that food you eat goes." I chuckled a bit. Maybe if I make enough jokes he won't leave me. I kiss his neck softly. "I love you. You know that right?" He still didn't say a word. "I'm sorry. I won't drink anymore. I'll be your slave. Whatever you want. Just please don't leave me."
Sans me regarder Without looking at me
Il s'est levé He stood up
Il a mis He put on
Son chapeau sur sa tête His hat on his head
Il a mis He put on
Son manteau de pluie His rain coat
Parce qu'il pleuvait Because it was raining
Et il est parti And he left
Sous la pluie Into the rain
Sans une parole Without a word
Et moi j'ai pris And me, I put
Ma tête dans me main My head in my hand
Et j'ai pleuré And I cried
He left into the rain not having said a word to me since last night. I sat down at the table laying my head down as tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. I hoped he would be back. In a few days he would calm down, I would wait on him hand and foot, and everything would be alright again but, deep down I knew it wouldn't. I knew that I would never talk to him again. I guess I'm asking Lily to marry me now.
Author note: Comments are mucho appreciated. There is an epilogue that I wrote but, I don't know if I'm going to put it up or not.
