Disclaimler: Not mine.

Author's Note: This is a finished story, so if you like it don't worry about it remaining ongoing. It just needs to be edited. I'm just changing the settings and names and of course some characteristics. (To be honest there is something I'm changing about the plot and I didn't write this thinking about Sirius and Remus So some characters will be extremelty off canon.) This is slash and in the further chapters, the rating WILL change. And if you read it, please leave a comment! :)

Remus sighed as the professor talked, talked and talked about things he didn't give a single fuck about. He stared at his desk setting up a rhythm of throwing his eraser up and catching it in every five seconds. His mind was obviously at somewhere else as he just sat there like a robot with an annoying rhythm of throwing his eraser. After staying awake until four am and waking up at seven am for his least favourite classes, he was sure a little tight and noticeably irritated. Many of his mates were slightly concerned as they've never seen him without a kind smile on his lips which always made people comfortable around him.

But that day Remus was making people feel anything but comfortable. Everyone was shifting in their seats and clearing their throats to catch his attention but he wasn't having any of it.

"Mr. Lupin?" he heard as a bulky figure of the professor towered over him. He winced at his loud, ear destructing voice. Remus wanted to spat some inappropriate words he liked to describe this man when he's alone with his best friends but he managed to control himself. He straightened up at looked at him. "I'm sorry, I couldn't catch it." he said with a dull expression on his face.

The man's feature seemed to harden after he replied to him. "I don't think anyone here cares about your education but you have no right to annoy other people with your behaviours." he said coldly.

Remus stared at him in confusion, mixed with anger. "Excuse me?" he said louder this time.

Man took a step back, tilted his chin up. "Stop with the eraser Mr. Lupin."

Remus stared at his back evilly as he walked back to his spot with the confidence of a prom queen. He rolled his eyes as he leaned back at his chair and started eyeing the clock. At that moment, he couldn't care less.

Sirius, as always, spent the whole class watching the boy. He ignored everything, and just focused on that beautiful boy who was sitting across the room with an unusual attitude for him. Not that Sirius minded, he thought he was even hotter when he was angry.

Sirius first laid his eyes on Remus after half a year later he first saw him. Sure he thought he was hot but didn't think much about it. It started after a class they took together. Literally.

After a boring, extremely boring Economics class, people were trying to get the hell out of the class quickly. Remus was rubbing his forehand with his hand to ease his headache and walking without looking around. He was able to walk out without falling on his knees and then he easily found his way to the garden where students mostly spent their time during breaks or free classes.

He greeted some people and bumped fists with a few of them as he made his way to his usual spot, right across the football field. He increased his speed when he saw his tree waiting for him with open arms. He sat down before putting down his books so they were all over the place. He cursed to himself angrily and picked them up. He took his Ipod and earphones and started it placing his head back. He started to watch people walk around with smile on their faces while they were talking to their friends or walked in a rush to get somewhere. It was a thing he did to clear his thoughts.

A group of boy who he recognised from his classes were going into the field with a football. A few of them waved at him and Sirius returned their gestures. They were about ten people. They split into two teams in one or two minutes and started to play.

He was glad that he had now something more fun to watch. It was a regular football match between friends but there was actually something more. The boy whose name he couldn't remember caught his attention like the full moon did in the darkest nights. He was playing like a professional and made others seem like a bunch of five year olds as he easily got past them and passed like a maestro. Sirius was amused to see other try to stop him but didn't even come close to it.

But that was not it. It was that he never seemed to brag, he just enjoyed the match just as he was supposed to.

This was the type of person Sirius wanted to become.

James, being annoying as always, smacked his cheek as he sat down next to Sirius. "Who are you stalking?"

Sirius hit him in the ribs with his elbow. "I'm not stalking anyone dumbass. Just watching the game."

"Uhuh. Is this why you didn't realise me making monkey faces five meters away?"

Sirius turned to look at his best friend and rolled his eyes. "Maybe that's because I'm used to your idiocy and don't even notice it anymore."

This time James rolled his eyes, much more dramatically of course. "Cut the crap. I know you better than you. Now tell me who you're stalking?"

He sighed defeated, he wanted to talk about it anyway. "That boy." he muttered with a blush forming on his face. James raised his eyebrows at his friend. "Which one?" he insisted.

"The good one."

James watched the game for a minute and then he got it. "You mean Lupin? Oh man you fucked up." he said throwing his hand up in the air as he always did when he got excited.

Sirius felt like his world lightened as he remembered the boy's, Lupin's, name. Sirius grinned as he patted James' shoulder. James stared at him dumbly. "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Sirius was still grinning like an idiot and he nodded his head. "No, I heard you perfectly." he said rubbing his hands together like a pervert maniac.

James shook him by his shoulders harshly. "I said you were fucked up. He has a girlfriend and I don't even think he has even one gay bone in his body."

Sirius' grin was long gone and his mood dropped noticeably. James felt a little guilty as his friend's shoulders sagged and he bowed his head down. But it was right thing to warn him before he got into him and then get rejected by him.

He patted him on the head and showed his sympathy.

It was nearly two years later after that day, and it was the first time Sirius saw him angry. Yes, he had been upset, tired and bored but never angry. He wondered if he was ever going to get over him. As if something even happened between them.