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A/N: Hello again! No- I didn't die. Things have just been hectic lately. This takes place the beginning of sixth year, obviously WolfStar. Please R&R and enjoy!


Sirius pulled out his textbook with a sigh- books, of any kind, always reminded him of Remus.

He shook the thought out of his head, annoyed that Remus had once again managed to invade his mind. He slouched in his seat as the rest of the class filed into the room. He looked up as James happily took the seat beside his. Suddenly, Sirius felt a smack on his shoulder and immediately turned to face his attacker while rubbing his now sore back. The culprit had a slight scowl on his face and a rather large book in hand.

"Remus? Why'd you hit me?" He complained with a whine, in a voice he knew always made Remus smile- it worked. Remus shot him a look and sat down beside him, pulling on the collar of his rumpled school uniform, but Sirius could tell that he was having trouble keeping the smile off his face. "It's because you do such awful things to Snape, which of course sets Lily off, meaning that my free period was listening to her routine rants about how awful you two are," Remus said, glaring at James who was smirking in the seat next to Sirius.

"I couldn't help it." Remus rolled his eyes and opened his textbook. He settled himself more comfortably on his chair next toSirius', dropping his beat up satchel on the ground beside him.

"You never can, can you?" He asked in a disappointed tone, his voice betraying his weariness. It made the grin disappear from Sirius' face- something about disappointing Remus left him with an awful feeling in the pit of his stomach, one he didn't like. James leaned in closer to the pair and gave Remus a large smile.

"You know, if you act so hostile to him again, Marlene's going to dump you. She and Lily are two peas in a pod, and Snape and Lily are just as close- it'll be an unpleasant domino effect," Remus warned as he glanced at the impassive male beside him. Sirius just sat there, and it took Remus a second to determine why he found him so captivating- Sirius was sitting in complete silence, and unmoving, which never happened in itself and most certainly not at the same time. Remus' heart melted as he watched his best friend and dorm mate of the past five years stare deep in thought. Remus couldn't help it as his eyes took in the fine features of Sirius Orion Black- the elegantly chiseled jaw, the flawless porcelain skin which seemed more appropriate on a doll than a human, the strong build and defined muscles which came from the years of Quidditch practice. His dark hair fell just below his chin, the beautiful tousled locks the envy of many in the school's halls.

Sirius frowned more at his words, the only indication that he had heard Remus, who rolled his eyes and pulled out some parchment to begin taking notes as their professor started his lesson.

"Too late," Sirius shrugged as he watched the large willow tree through the window, the sunlight streamed in, bathing his impassive face in a warm glow. "I got dumped yesterday."

Remus hesitated as he flipped the pages of his textbook again, uncertain of how to take this news. On one hand he was ecstatic that Sirius was once again single, but on the other hand he knew that his friend had longed for Marlene McKinnon for quite some time. Remus wasn't sure how to take it.

"She told me that I'm not the person she thought I was, " Sirius shrugged.

Remus rolled his eyes- how many times had one of those girls come up to the infamous Sirius Black with their big doleful eyes and had left him with a line like that?

"How am I not surprised?" James drawled in a half teasing half exasperated manner. Sirius twirled his quill, deep in thought.

"Birds will be birds, and apparently I spend too much time with my mates and not enough with her."

"I'm sorry, Pads, I never meant to come between you and her," Remus turned to James with a look, who took the hint and immediately started nodding in agreement.

"Dumb birds- the both of you. If I wanted to spend time with her more than you, I would've- trust me. Either way, I'd choose you over any of those girls," Sirius snorted.

Remus considered Sirius' answer, as hope blossomed in his chest. His mind ran a mile a minute as he thought what it could mean that Sirius would choose him over his girlfriend.

"You're my best friend after all," Sirius' words cut through Remus' wishful thinking and he blushed at his hurried conclusion that Sirius meant he'd choose him in that way.

"Of course," Remus smiled slightly and turned his attention back on taking notes.


By the end of the week Sirius had a new girl hanging off his arm, and both Sirius and Remus thought the conversation in charms class had been forgotten- neither bothered asking the other to learn the truth. It had been a long day and the approaching full moon hung over the boys, the impending stress all too clear in their strained minds.

Sirius sat in the Common Room, lying on Remus' shoulder and feigning sleep. James had left after an exciting game of exploding snap, and the numbers had gotten smaller and smaller until just the pair remained in the Common Room. Remus took his gaze off the dying embers and turned his stare onto Sirius. The cerulean eyes, which Ethan often found himself lost in, were soon hidden behind long lashes which brushed Sirius' unnaturally pale cheeks. Sirius curled closer to Remus, letting him know that he was there and not going anywhere. Remus' arm wound around him, his long fingers burying themselves in his hair. Sirius sighed contently, enjoying their little moment of serenity before the tidings of stress that a full moon always carried arrived. The unhealthy ashen grey hue to Remus' cheeks worried him, but he choose not to say anything. He instead let his dark curls be toyed with, and simply enjoyed the warmth from the warm body which sat beside him. The fire burned out completely, leaving the pair in darkness. Without warning, Sirius felt lips land lightly on his forehead, the touch so soft he could hardly feel them. With that thought in mind, he angled his chin upwards and-

"Sirius! Wake up!" James hissed in his ear. With a jolt, Sirius sat up.

"We've got Quidditch practice," The sleepy teen explained, and Sirius stretched his long arms in acknowledgement. He hurried to the washroom to shower, and let the cold water run over his face as he tried to forget what his dream had confirmed.


A/N: Loved it? Hated it? Let me know in the review box below. I'm just getting back into the swing of FanFiction (sorry for abandoning you guys by the way) and am looking for a bit of feedback! Thanks to my friend Elizabeth for being a fabulous beta!

-FG2