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Chances Lost
1: Studying
The clock shows ten past midnight and Sirius doesn't understand why he's still studying.
It's not like he really needs to anyway. This whole study group had been created after dinner for Peter who had conveniently waddled off to bed at least an hour ago and then James had followed because he had a game the next day and now it was just Remus and him in the common room because everyone else had had the brains to go to bed. And Sirius really wanted to follow their example, but he knows that he can't because of Remus.
And the worst part is it isn't like his rather nerdy friend needs the studying!
But he is so Sirius is stuck staring at the same page of his Astrology book (and has already found three mistakes in the author's calculations about Jupiter's moons and how can that be possible?) and Sirius just really wants to sleep. And know the minute hand is pointed at the six and this is just ridiculous so Sirius closes his book and Remus looks up from his own text to stare at Sirius in surprise. Obviously the werewolf hadn't even noticed his friends presence, how rude!
Outside the rain is falling harder and harder so it sounds like someone is pelting the window with rocks and the fire in the fireplace is beginning to die out so everything in the room looks more gold then usual and Remus' hair especially. Sirius wonders how he had never noticed how soft it looked before now and he has an overpowering urge to reach out and touch it. But then Remus' clears his throat with an inquiring glance and Sirius is broken out of whatever weird trance he had been put in. Golden? Really? He needed to stop sneaking a peak at Evan's romance novels.
He picks his book up and grins easily, "Come to bed before the sun rises all right?" he calls out from as he ascends the staircase to the boys dorm all the while feel like he's missing something.
A/N: Three short drabbles about what could have been.