BEHIND A SHADE OF RAIN Sirius/Remus 15+
He stood motionless in the rain, one foot on the sill. His eyes were focused on the disappearing man in front of him. His hand was still raised in some sort of a wave. He didn't bother to lower it again; no-one would see it anyway.
The warmth of their half-hug still lingered around his body, keeping him warm in the cold rain. His skin burned on the place where Sirius had placed a playful kiss. The Black didn't know what he was doing to his best friend. If it kept going this way he would never know. Coward.
Yes, he was a Gryffindor, but sometimes the bravery every Gryffindor should posses just left. It flowed away every time he had a closer moment with Sirius. A Gryffindor, but not in love. Coward was the only thing his brain then responded for hours, even days. Even longer after the full moon. Sirius was always there to protect him from becoming a murderer. And instead of confessing everything in the Hospital Wing the next day he just swallowed his words and just muttered a useless 'thank you'. Sirius would always be there as a friend.
Maybe that was the problem. Their friendship. How would Sirius react? How would James react? He even worried about Pete, although he would probably make less fuss about it than James. The thought of their reactions made him cringe.
How would they survive anyway? He was a werewolf, no-one should be in a relationship with him. It was way too dangerous.
Tell him. His mind spoke up again, this time followed by the argument no-one could ignore. War. He stared at his feet. What if it happened? What if one of them died during the war? Then the secret went nowhere and then he could feel depressed for the rest of his life. Or Sirius ha d to live on with the loss of his best friend.
He needed to tell Sirius, as quickly as possible. Now? The man was already so far away, he couldn't just yell it over street, could he? Could he? He could, but he didn't dare. He would never dare, he would never say the three words he so desperately wanted to say.
The warmth disappeared. He started to realize how cold in fact was. Inside, he had to go inside before he froze to death. Sirius was still visible, about to take a corner to the place where he could disapparate safely. The wind lay down for a moment and an icy silence took over what the wind had left behind.
Break it. He didn't dare to break it. He needed to break it. He needed to tell Sirius. He had to give his heart the freedom to speak for its own. He had to push away his rational mind. But saying that was easier than doing so. He took a step forward, his heart pounding at a way too high speed in his chest.
"Sirius!" Wait! Please?
"What?"
"Nothing." I love you…