Sirius/Remus (will be more of that later)

It was a snowy and cold day, too cold to be outside. Sirius was on his way home to his flat, he had been seeing his best friend James at the Leaky Cauldron. He hurried through Diagon Alley and the street was almost empty with people this Saturday night. But he suddenly stopped as he saw someone sitting in the snow across the street, huddled into a ball to keep warm. He wasn't able to see his face since it was buried into the arms. Sirius crossed the street and stopped in front of the person sitting on the ground, who hadn't heard him coming closer.

"Hey there" said Sirius quietly. It was a boy looking up at him with frightened, wide eyes. He seemed to be around Sirius' age and had light brown hair that fell over his eyes. He wore a brown thin coat which didn't look like warm him at all and a red scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. The boy breathed quickly and looked scared.

"Don't be scared, I'm not going to hurt you. Are you cold?" said Sirius kindly. The boy looked at him for a while with his big amber eyes. He then looked down at the ground and gave a small nod. Sirius took of his own long, black coat and wrapped it around the small boy. The boy flinched at first but then relaxed and buried his nose into the fabric.

"What's your name?" asked Sirius. The boy didn't look up and his answer was muffled by the coat. "Re – Remus" he said quietly.

"I'm Sirius" Remus meet his eyes for a moment and then buried his face into the coat again. He seemed to be afraid that Sirius would take it away from him. Sirius wore a black hoodie and wasn't that cold without his coat. "Are you hungry?" It took a while before Remus nodded again.

"Come" said Sirius and Remus looked up. "Come with me, I'll help you." He offered his hand to Remus. The boy looked at the hand and then back at Sirius, he seemed to consider if he could trust Sirius. But then, slowly, he reached out his hand to take Sirius'. Remus' hand was small in Sirius' and very cold and pale, wonder how long he been out here he thought as he pulled the boy to his feet.

"I don't live far from here" said Sirius as they began to walk. Remus held a tight grip to the coat and looked down at the snow. They turned to smaller street and stopped outside a red door. Sirius took up his keys and locked it up and then they climbed up the stairs to the second floor.

"It's not big" said Sirius when he had opened his flat door. He took of his shoes and motioned for Remus to sit down on the couch. They had walked in to a small living room and a kitchen could be seen at the right and only two other doors, one leading to his bedroom and the other to the bathroom. In front of the sofa was a fireplace where Sirius now lit fire with his wand. Remus sat down at sofa and looked around with wide eyes.

"I'll take that" said Sirius and took the coat from Remus' shoulders. Remus shuddered and his face was pale. Sirius went to his bedroom and put his coat over a chair. He came back to the living room with a blanket in his hand and Remus sat stiffly on the sofa and looked into the fire. When Sirius approached him he turned to look at him.

"I can take your jacket and scarf" said Sirius. Remus took it off slowly and now it was more visible that he was trembling. Sirius wrapped the blanket around him and gave him a smile. "You were hungry, right?" He walked into the kitchen and prepared sandwiches and hot chocolate for them. Remus needed something warm, he thought as he pureed it into two cups.

"Here you go" said Sirius and gave him a cup. Remus took it with both of his hands and sipped it. "Th-thank you, sir" mumbled Remus.

"Call me Sirius". He studied the boy as he eat hungrily. He was quite cute with his pale skin and messy hair and now in the light Sirius could see several scars crossing his face and neck. But he couldn't be old, what was he doing on the street at this young age?

"How old are you?" asked Sirius after a while.

"I'm seventeen" answered Remus.

"Hm, I just turned twenty. You're quite young…and very young for living on the streets"

The boy refused to meet Sirius' eyes and looked down into the cup. He is shy and has trust issues, but that's understandable, he can't have many people to trust. "Is it rude to ask what happened to you? Don't you have a home or parents?"

Remus shifted a bit on the sofa and cleared his throat "Well…no I guess…Ehm, I used to live with my mum" He spoke quietly so Sirius had to lean closer to hear. "But then she…she died when I turned sixteen" Sirius just wanted to wrap his arms around the boy and hold him but he stopped himself to do so and instead said 'I am so sorry'. Remus still looked down and continued. "So, then I moved in with my dad…but he doesn't really like me…or, he hates me. So when I got of age, at seventeen, he threw me out…on the street"

"That's horrible!" said Sirius and looked shock. How could somebody do that to such a sweet kid as Remus? So that's where the trust issues came from "For how long have you been out there? How did you survive?"

"It was about a month ago…I think. People who passed me have given me some change so I've been able to get some food…and I've found things to eat…things people leaves or throws away" Sirius pitied him more than ever and wanted to take care of this boy forever.

"Well you're not going out there again!" said Sirius firmly. "You can stay for as long as you want"

Remus meet his eyes, "I don't want to be a burden…I'll be fine" he said.

"You're not a burden and you wouldn't be fine! You will die out there in this weather!" said Sirius. He then turned and looked into the fire that sparkled. In the corner of his eyes he could see Remus drink from his cup. "You know…I live here by myself" said Sirius after some minutes. "My parents are like your father. They are awful. I run away when I was fifteen and moved in with my friend, James. But when I went out from school I got this flat" said Sirius and he could now feel Remus watching him. Maybe he feels more comfortable when he knows we're similar.

They sat for a while and studied the fire till Sirius turned to Remus. The boy still trembled from being outside in the snow for so long and his lips were blue. "You're awfully pale" said Sirius. "You might get fever"

"I -I am cold" mumbled Remus. Sirius took the now empty cup from Remus hands and sat a bit closer to him. Remus looked up in his face, his eyes scared and wide. Sirius smiled at him "I'm not going to hurt you" he ensured him. "Come here" he opened his arms. Remus seemed to consider if it was safe enough until the cold took over him and he slowly leaned into Sirius' chest. Remus was truly trembling and he breathed quickly at the warm contact. Sirius wrapped his arms around the boy and tried his best to warm him. They sat in the light of the fire for a long while. The time must be around three by now, thought Sirius as Remus breath got deep and slow. He thought Remus had fallen asleep when he suddenly heard him whisper "Thank you, Sirius…" Sirius smiled and held him tighter.

Remus had definitely fallen asleep quickly after that. Sirius tangled out from Remus and instead lifted him up into his arms. He was very light, but what could you expect when he hadn't eaten properly for so long. Sirius carried him into his bedroom and carefully lay him down on the bed. He pulled the covers over him and made sure he was warm enough. Remus' light brown hair was spread over the pillow and he look more adorable than ever. His face was relaxed and unconcerned for the first time that night. Sad what happened to him. But I'm going to make him alright! Thought Sirius and walked out of the room and closed the door quietly behind him.

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Soo, what did you think? Planning to post another chapter if there's any interest ^^