A/N: well well well I leave for camp in 7 days and thought it would be best to put up the story before I go. However, I have only written this chapter, I don't know how the fanfiction.net site works, and html is not my thing. Anyways I hope you like the first chapter even though it's short (most of my chapters always are) and even though my stlye can be odd.

Disclaimer: I do not own sirius black or hogwarts or anything else out of the harry potter books. I do not even own the thoughtsor else it's be several hundred million dollars richer.

There Will Be No Stars In Hell

Chapter One: Eating Habits

Sirius' POV

1) I have noticed how you never eat. That you sit at meals with an empty plate. I have noticed, in my first month of truly knowing you, that the only time I have ever seen hunger in your eyes is when you look at me.

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When I first saw you, I was convinced I had died and gone to heaven or some place even better. I did not see the plump little boy that you had been the year before. I did not see the quiet kid who stayed up late in the common room, making it difficult for the marauders to sneak out. What I saw was perfection.

What I saw was snow-white hair that fell over one of your too blue eye. I saw milky skin that covered a slim body, stretched over toned muscles, and showed every fragile vein in you arms. I saw a boy, a young man, in snug black jeans, a fitted black shirt, and wearing a silver ring embedded with a blue stone on a delicate finger. I saw someone I wish I knew.

When I got to know you I found out that you were quite sinful. Every bit the opposite of an angel I thought I saw. I found out that you were devious, mischievous, persuasive, gay, and a tease.

I found out you especially loved to tease me.

I found out you were very good at what you loved.

What you did was drive me crazy. Your teasing, your horrible precious teasing was driving me insane. There were times when you would lean in so close our lips were mere centimeters apart, I would hold my breath and you would simply chuckle before leaning back again. There were times when you would see me in the corridor and pull me into a hug, making sure your hips pressed roughly against my own before pulling away and jogging off to class. There were times, torturous times, when your hand would find my thigh under the table, causing heat to rise into my cheeks and the professors to ask if I was feeling well.

In the end though, I got immensely fed up and now I'm glad your teasing pushed me to that point.

I had taken a month of your teasing and I wasn't going to take anymore. So on that beautiful sunny day, when everyone else had fled outside, I approached you. You were in the common room, curled up in a chair, and watching me. Your eyes were daring me, they were teasing me, I couldn't stand it any longer. I walked over and pressed my lips harshly against your own.

Your Surprise was obvious but you recovered quickly. One of your hands slid into my hair, tangling itself in the masses of dark strands. Your other hand snaked around my slender waist and cautiously pulled me onto your lap. My own hands soon found your silky white tresses and the gentle slope at the back of your neck. You moaned deep in your throat and I pressed closer, my legs falling to straddle yours, my tongue slipping into your welcoming mouth.

I finally pulled away, much in need of oxygen and breathing hard; I was also very much aware that your hand was resting gently on my ass and that your thumb was hooked in waistband of my jeans. My dark eyes briefly found your contrasting blue ones and that is when I saw it first.

The look of lust and the look of hunger.

A/N: second chapter should be up soon and I hope to have all of them up before I leave. It's only a 5 part story unless I state otherwise later.

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