Disclaimer:

Moi: Sirius, do the disclaimer for me? Please?

Sirius: Who, me? I'm not doing any extra work. Are you serious?

Remus: *appears* No, you are. *disappears*

Sirius: *bored voice* Aegneth, aka Embarrassed-Elf, does not own me, Moony, Prongs, Wormtail, or any other Hogwarts students. Happy now?

Moi: Thanks. Oh, and if I did, you would be alive.

Sirius: I DIE? WHEN? WHERE? HOW?

Moi: *shakes head and wanders off*


Here's chapter two! Yay!


Remus had almost lost it that morning. When he burst in on Sirius and James having a 'conversation' in an empty classroom, his stomach had clenched so tightly that he thought it never would have relaxed again. The sight of James talking to his Sirius. Wait. When had he started treating Sirius as his property?

Remus shook off the thoughts and continued walking to the hospital wing. He didn't love Sirius. He couldn' was the straightest of all of them, having slept with almost all the year and most of the years around them too. He was so straight that it would have taken a furnace and hammer to bend him.

So why did Remus feel…that possessiveness around him?

"Because he's yours." The small subconscious werewolf in the back of his head whispered, "He's yours and you should have him." But Sirius wasn't his. Sirius was his friend, just his friend. He had accepted him when very few people had, had been the one to convince James he was safe, not a danger to sleep near, not a danger to be friends with. Sirius was the reason Remus kept pushing on, through the pain and fear.

But Remus knew that he could never have what he truly wanted. He could never have this kind and beautiful boy, because who would want him? Who would want a scarred, cowardly werewolf? What straight person would want a gay teenager hanging on to them like a permanent sticking hex?

With that last depressing thought, Remus arrived at Peter's hospital bed and sat down, gazing moodily at the unconscious boy.


Sirius all but ran to the hospital wing. He had decided, no, forced himself, to tell Moony first. He would be the hardest one to break it to. Who would want their friend to tell them that they had a huge crush on them? Moreover, who would want to tell their friend that they didn't return the feelings? Because Sirius was pretty sure that Remus didn't like him. Well, not in that way anyway.


When Sirius Orion Black finally reached the dreaded haunts of Madam Pomfrey, he paused outside the doors. He was going to do it. The question was how.

For a minute, he stood outside, thinking. Then his more attention-seeking side kicked in. No-one had payed him enough attention in the last thirty seconds, so he shoved both the doors open like he had seen in a movie Lily had shown him (AN: LotR anyone?) and walked slowly inside.

It was empty except for the bed that held the still-in-a-coma-due-to-cheese-indulgence Peter, and Remus, sitting in an armchair watching Peter with a rather gloomy look on his bravery ebbing away fast, he moved towards Remus and sat on the arm of his chair, looking down at Peter too.

"I, uh, Remus, I, I have something to tell you." Remus nodded, but didn't answer him, choosing instead to stare at Pete's enlarged belly.

"It's hard to say, I guess, but you need to know. I'll tell James and Pete too, but I wanted to tell you first because, I don't really know. I just thought you'd aught to know first."

Remus nodded again, deep in thought.

"Remus, I'm… I'm…"

To this long pause Remus finally replied.

"How about you show me Sirius? Can you do that? That way you're more likely to do it, you always have a flair for dramatics.

Sirius nodded, and sighed. "Close your eyes Moony. Please."

The look on Remus' face was of utter bewilderment, and perhaps sadness, but he did as instructed. Sirius took a deep breath in. This was not the time to get cold feet. Either he did it now, or Remus would ask questions, and James or Peter would make it worse.

With that thought, he gathered himself up, all six feet of woman-magnet and black curly hair, and he did it.

He kissed Remus John Lupin.

And Remus John Lupin kissed him back.


"Get a room, lovebirds."

Right at that moment, James walked in.

Holding Lily Evans' hand.


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Aegneth, apparating out. *appears in Camp Half-Blood*