Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case, the wonderful JK Rowling and all associated parties (including Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, Warner Bros. Inc.)
Warnings: Spoiler for Prisoner of Azkaban.
Authors Note: Written rather quickly again, and likely to still be fairly random. But then, the mind is a random thing :) Italics are diary entries.
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It's out now. I think everyone must know.

"I'm glad that's over." Remus slumped against the wall. Sirius ruffled his hair affectionately.
"It wasn't that bad Moony."
"It's all right for you Sirius, everything bounces off you." Sirius shrugged.
"I can't help it Moony. Besides…" he leant closer to Remus. "I don't care who knows how I feel about you." He breathed into Remus' ear, smiling as he felt a shiver run through Remus.
"I don't –" Remus paused, suddenly aware he was speaking too loudly. He continued in more of a whisper. "I don't care either. But did you see the looks Severus was giving me?" Sirius stepped back slightly and looked thoughtful.
"Snivellus was giving you the eye?" he asked in a clipped voice. "I'll fix that."
Before Remus could say anything to stop him, Sirius had turned on his heel and stalked up the corridor.
"Oh no… what's he going to do?" Remus muttered to himself before hurrying after Sirius.

Did I say how much I hated full moon?
Well, I hate full moon. And this one was the worst yet.
And it was all because of Sirius.
And Severus.
I ache so much.
When Sirius said he was going after Severus, I thought he was just going to hex him or curse him. I never dreamed he would do that. If it wasn't for James, I wouldn't be at Hogwarts still. And neither would Severus.
Why did he have to do that? Why did he have to trick Severus into following me down the tunnel?
I could have killed him.
And I would have done had he reached the shack. It was horrible. I could smell the fear once he realised what was going on. What I was. He's not going to forget that easily.

"Don't pretend you're sorry Sirius!"
"But I am."
"You meant for me to kill him!" Sirius blanched.
"I… I didn't. I just wanted to teach him a lesson."
"No, you weren't going to teach him anything. I would have! It's just lucky James found out."
"What do you want me to say Moony?"
"I don't want you to say anything Sirius. Or do anything." He added as Sirius moved towards him. "I'm going to bed." He stormed off up the stairs leaving Sirius standing in the deserted common room.

"Remus, you know why he did it."
"I really don't want to hear this Lily." Remus glanced up at her before returning to his book. Lily sat down next to him undeterred and continued.
"He was jealous Remus." That got Remus' attention.
"Jealous? He knows how I feel about him."
"Jealous of Severus. Look at it from his point of view. You've not long told each other how you feel and then you say that Severus is looking at you."
"He's jealous of Severus?" Lily nodded. "But I didn't… I mean I wouldn't…"
"I know Remus." Lily interrupted. "And so does Sirius if he really thinks about it. You two need to have a serious talk."
"Have you ever tried talking to Sirius about serious stuff Lily?" Remus asked wryly. She laughed.

Jealousy is a strange thing. I know I'm jealous of Lily and James. They can show how they feel. People don't mind seeing them kiss in the corridors. But if me and Sirius did – well, that's different.
We walked for hours this evening. Walking and talking. I can understand now why he did that. I don't agree with it. But I understand it.
Professor Dumbledore swore Severus to secrecy about me. Which means I can stay here without anyone worrying.
We talked about a lot of things. We are going to move in together once we finish. It's not too long to go now, and Sirius says we can finally do what we want to do. We'll just kick Lily and James out of the house for the evening he says. He does make me smile. He also makes me feel a lot of things I never thought I'd feel. Being a werewolf has its drawbacks. Once people find out, they're scared of you. But Sirius isn't.
And I love him for it.

"Mmmr?"
"Morning Moony." Remus opened one eye to find Sirius hovering over him.
"That's better than being woken by a pillow."
"I'll wake you like that every morning Moony. Now get up, it's Potions this morning." Remus groaned.
"Can't you hex me or something so I don't have to go?"
"You can't avoid him forever Moony."
"I can try." Sirius let out a bark of laughter and kissed him again.
"Get up Moony."
"I am up!" Remus called, throwing his pillow at Sirius' retreating back.

Potions wasn't quite the disaster he had expected it to be. Severus had studiously avoided him all lesson, not even daring to look at him. Remus felt slightly unnerved by it, but it was better than being stared at he supposed.

"So what subject do you want to take for your NEWTS?" Peter asked anxiously, pouring over the careers leaflets they'd been given.
"I'm dropping Potions." Remus said immediately. They all laughed.
"I don't know what I'm going to take." Whined Peter.
"Wormtail, we know that you'll take whatever James is taking." Sirius smirked. "I'm definitely keeping Defence Against the Dark Arts."
"That's only because you want to know more curses to use against Snivellus." James laughed. "What are you going to take Remus?"
"I thought maybe Care of Magical Creatures." Said Remus, reading a vivid green leaflet.
"I'd have thought Padfoot would need to take that too. No, wait… he already knows how to take care of certain magical creatures." Remus blushed while everyone else laughed.
"You are going to win against Slytherin tomorrow, right Prongs?" Sirius asked. He still wanted to humiliate Severus Snape, but had settled for safer ways of doing it.
"'Course we will Padfoot. It was a good practise today."

Gryffindor did beat Slytherin, by 640 to 30. Sirius was more than satisfied, as was the rest of Gryffindor House. The celebrations lasted late into the evening.
Sirius pulled Remus to one side.
"Come on, the dormitory's empty." He winked. Remus blushed and followed him up the stairs. They had few precious moments alone together, and took every chance they could. They never did much, just lay there together, talking, kissing and simply enjoying each other's company. They had both decide they weren't ready to take things any further. They had the rest of their lives for that Sirius had said.

Gryffindor won against Slytherin.
We managed to sneak away from everyone again and get some time to ourselves. We're not going to do anything. We don't want to do that, not yet anyway. I just like lying there in his arms. We talk about anything and nothing. The future and the past. Us.

Remus put the diary down and gulped down his Firewhiskey.
"Things change." He muttered to himself, reaching for the bottle to refill his glass. They hadn't talked much when they found each other again. Sirius wasn't the person he had been before Azkaban. He was quieter, more withdrawn. They'd still had their quiet moments together. But they were quieter than before. Sirius didn't talk about his emotions as freely. Almost as though he'd shut them off. But what he didn't tell Remus, he had shown him.
Passionately.
Remus felt himself blushing at one of the more vivid memories that sprang to mind. He looked at the picture on the table. It was of him and Sirius, taken many years ago. He watched himself gaze adoringly up at Sirius. In response, the Sirius in the photo pulled him a little closer. Remus smiled.
It was hard, there was no denying it.

He may not have Sirius anymore, but he had the memories they made together.