Disclaimer: I do not own these characters at all, they are the owned by J.K. Rowling.
The soft moonlight filtered through the high-arched windows in the Gryffindor dormitory, bathing the circular room in a shimmering silver wash. The gentle sound of breathing could be heard, broken only by the occasional snores from the bed closest to the door. One of the boys stirred, twisting himself into the bed sheets, and causing the only conscious figure to look up, startled. Realising this innocent movement, he rested his head back on the pillow, glistening with fallen tears. His heavy heart heaved and James released a sigh.
Surely this was wrong.
James was in his sixth year at the wizarding school Hogwarts, and his only true relationship (if he could call it that) was with Lily Evans. Everyone, including his closest friends, thought that James wanted more from the friendship, but the truth was that he didn't. He never had. He had never like Lily in that way, she was more of a sister or a mate – someone he could joke with, talk to, just be himself. But he wasn't being himself. Not recently. The problem was that James didn't really know what 'himself' was at the moment; his head was a mixture of feelings rushing around as if he were playing an extraordinary game of Quidditch where the players were his emotions. One thing he was sure about was that he was in love. Sitting there passively, he was neither perturbed by the gentle hooting of an owl outside the windows, nor the gradual movements of the others in the room. After a prolonged period of time, the dark-haired teen slowly rolled over, and his solemn rhythmic breathing joined the chorus of the night.
It was only the early hours of the morning, yet Sirius Black was already awake. He had been enjoying a particularly pleasing dream when he was rudely awoken by the noise of an owl hooting outside in the night sky. Slowly twisting around, attempting in vain to cling to that dream, he noticed that he was not the only boy to be awake at this ridiculous hour. Cautiously twisting onto his side, he looked over and noticed James sitting on the edge of his bed, fresh tears apparent in his eyes. Sirius' heart was crying out to him, he hated seeing James in pain, for the truth was that he loved his best friend, as more than just the title would imply.
But that was ridiculous. It was common knowledge throughout the school that James liked Lily Evans, a studious and charming girl. She was rather attractive, owning a bright pair of almond-shaped green eyes, and long, dark-red hair which seemed to glimmer under lights. James was as straight as a guy could get, so what chance did he, Sirius, have? He looked up again and saw that James had gone to sleep. Sirius enjoyed this view; there was something almost hypnotic in the calm movement of his chest under the sheets; whilst his face had an expression of contentment, comparable to that of a sleeping cat. Sirius had only wished that the reason behind the feline smile was him. Sighing, he too rolled over and his doggish breaths joined the others and the room was quiet once more.
The next few weeks passed without any major interruptions, and as November passed into December, it brought with it a fresh blanket covering of snow. This new found blankness to the landscape ensured that every break and lunch was filled with the sounds of the younger students laughing and several broken windows. It also meant that the Gryffindor common room was a lot less crowded than usual, and on this one Thursday evening, there were a mere half a dozen students left in the rounded social area. Four of these students were huddled around the fireplace, whispering frantically between one another. They had a lunar calendar in the middle of them and were discussing plans for dates which coincided with the full moon. After what seemed like hours, the shortest figure announced in his rather squeaky voice that he was starving so headed towards the portrait hole. A second figure, possessing light-brown hair, stated that he had a 'wolfish' appetite (gaining him several cynical looks from the other two) and followed the first out of the portrait hole.
The following minutes passed in silence, both boys relaxing in the squashy arm-chairs, listening to the fire crackle. Gradually, the last few students in the common room filtered out, towards the Great Hall, leaving just the two dark-haired boys. They looked at each other.
James knew that everything that he had ever wanted was sitting in that chair; his life was within arm's reach.
Sirius noticed a glimmer in the other boy's eye. Could it be possible – even in the slightest – that he felt the same way? There was only one way to find out.
He leaned over, pressing his lips to James' – his arms wrapped around him in a tight embrace. Surprisingly for the young teen, James didn't back away, he allowed it, even enjoyed it – his hands working smoothly through Sirius' hair. After what seemed like an eternity, they broke apart, both boys breathing hard.
Did we just?! - I think so… - Oh God! - Did anyone see? - I don't think so… - But you did enjoy that didn't you? - I guess so…
This last statement was a tremendous underestimation; James had enjoyed it very much. It had been all he could think about for who-knows-how-long and it was better than he could ever have expected. Before he had any more chance to dwell on it, Sirius was kissing him once more, this time gentler pecks on the neck. James affectionately kissed him on the forehead and the two boys separated, just in time for the gentle influx of students arriving from dinner. Returning to their seats and trying to slow their breathing and reduce the redness in their faces whilst all the while reliving that last view minutes. James only wished the timing or place had been a little better, maybe somewhere they wouldn't get disturbed. Together, they got up and ascended the spiral staircase leading to the boys' dormitory; Sirius wrapping his arm around the other boy's waist – who batted it away playfully to save them from any prying stares.
A/N: I would just like to thank Alissa (MaidenStar) for all her help for my first 'story'. I know this is probably rubbish, but you don't have to like it. Please review. There will probably be some more of this story to follow if i ever get around to writing it. =)