ch2

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Screamed Remus as he held on tight to Sirius as they flew over through the clouds, racing to London. As they reached the city, they came down from the clouds and and landed in an alley. Remus looked around and told Sirius where to go.

They flew back up into the sky, without any muggles seeing thankfully, and headed in the direction Remus said to go in. They landed in from of a small apartment building, and walked inside. Sirius peered around the lobby, holding the broomstick.

"Don't worry. It's all muggles here, no one will reconize you," said Remus in a soft voice.

He headed over towards the lift and hit the up button. The doors opened and he stepped in, Sirius followed. When they reached the third floor the doors swung open and Remus got out and walked down a long hall. When he came to the seventh door on the right he took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

Inside was a small dim room. Sirius looked around, the walls could not be seen due to the grand bookcase, which was over filled, it smelled of honey and chocolate. Several candles were lit, and the couch and armchair looked old and beaten.

"Well make yourself at home, I guess. Kitchen is to your right, my room and the guest room as well as the bathroom are the the left. I'll go put on some tea, you just relax," Remus said. He headed into the kitchen.

Sirius looked around the living room. Something was missing. "Don't you have a telly? I rather miss them, I remember we used to have one."

Remus stopped what we was doing and laughed. "What I remember was you had over heard Arthur Weasley rambling on about them and decided we needed one. I only knew what it was since I was raised around muggles. The thing was old and broken. After Arthur fixed it you were so sad because it wasn't in color, so I charmed it for you. After you left I got rid of it. No need to own one really. I just well, read."

Sirius seemed to stick up his nose at reading. He plopped down on the couch, and leaned his head back, resting. Remus made noises in the kitchen. Sirius' eyes searched around the room, taking it all in. The werewolf came out of the kitchen, his wand raised, holding the tea in midair and sat it down on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"So, now what?" Asked Sirius.

"I don't know. Tommorrow I'll head out and go buy you come new clothes. You are very dirty. Don't you wash anymore?" Remus asked, laughing.

Sirius' clothes were torn and dirty. He snorted and said, "I've been on the run, Remus. I barely have time to eat."

"Well, take a shower after you finish your tea. You can borrow some of my clothes until we can get you some."

The two chatted until they were both very sleepy. Sirius got up and went into the bathroom and took a shower. He came out twenty minutes later, he went back out into the living room, with a towel wrapped around his waist. Remus was sitting, with his nose deep in a book.

"Uh, Remmy. Clothes?" Sirius asked, shyly.

"Oh, right. Follow me," Remus replied as he closed the book.

Remus lead Sirius into his bedroom and opened up a draw in a small dresser. He took out a pair of blue pajama bottoms and threw them at Sirius. "I know you don't like to wear shirts at night. So here just wear these." Remus was getting nervous. He knew Sirius would want to sleep in his room with him, yet he wasn't ready to make take that next step to being a couple again. He needed time to adjust to Sirius even being back. But deep down inside he wanted Sirius to hold him and never let go.

Sirius could tell that Remus was nervous, so he decided it was best if he didn't suggest sharing a bed. He took the pajama bottoms and left the room and went into the guest bedroom to change. When he opened the door back up he noticed Remus' bedoor was slighty ajar. He slowly walked over and peered into his friend's room. Inside he could see Remus sitting on the bed, licking his arm. Licking was a nasty habit Remus had due to him being a werewolf. Normally, it meant he had a wound in that spot.

Remus licked away at the large gash on my forearm that was healing. It itched badly, but he knew not to itch it. Sirius continued to watch, fasinated by Remus' small movements. When he finished licking his wounded arm, he took off the brown undershirt he was wearing, revealing scars and wounds. Some where bloody and swollen.

Sirius gasped and Remus jerked his head up. "Are you spying on me?"

Sirus opened the door up and stepped inside. A look of worry crept over his face. "Remus, you're nothing but scars, and you're all bloody," Sirius replied, softly.

"The full moon was just three nights ago."

"Still attacking yourself, I see. You haven't killed anyone or turned anyone have you?"

"No. I'm going to sleep, Sirius. It has been a long day. I'm sure your tired as well." Remus got under the covers and shut the light off. Sirius turned around and began to leave the room, when Remus spoke again. "Well, if you want to sleep in here hurry up."

Surprised that Remus was letting him stay in his room, Sirius raced over and jumped into the bed. Remus let out a low growl. Facing Remus, Sirius grabbed the werewolf's waist and pulled him closer. Remus was shaking from nerves and was beginning to breath heavly. Sirius took note of this. He touched Remus' face, tracing the large scars that went across his face. He then kissed Remus for the second time that night. This time was more passion, and Remus didn't fight back, he just let it happen.

Remus let out a slight whimper that made Sirius smile. This was not the plan that Remus had thought of, but it was what his heart desired. Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius, holding him tightly.

Finally, Sirius pulled away, laughing. "Merlin, I missed you," he said. He leaned back over and caught the werewolf by the mouth once again. He push Remus over onto his back and climbed on top. Remus was tugging at Sirius' black hair, letting out small moans as the pureblood ran cold fingers down his scarred chest.

Sirius once again pulled back. "Are you sure you want to move this fast, Remus? We can stop now."

"Finish what you started, Siri," said Remus, begging.

Sirius laughed once again. They made love until the sun broke through the darkness. They didn't sleep at all, they just lay there, holding on to one another. Fearing what would happen if they let go, hoping that it would last forever. Remus secretly feared that Sirius would leave his world once again, and it pained him to think of a world without him.

"Don't leave me again, Padfoot. I can't lose you."

"Never again shall I leave,Moony. I love you too much to leave," replied Sirius.