Sirius stormed back to the dormitory and sat on his bed, he didn't understand what he'd done. He wanted to go with Remus, he needed to be there so he could make sure he was alright and this was the last full moon before the summer holidays, which were starting next week.

He lay on his bed, staring up at the red curtains, eventually falling asleep hours later.

Down in the hospital wing Remus was lying on the bed not talking to James or Peter, both of whom had nervously asked what Sirius had done. They didn't get an answer.

As the moon began to rise, James and Peter crossed the grounds under the invisibility cloak. Peter quickly turned into a rat and froze the Whomping Willow, slipping into the tunnel beneath, followed swiftly by James.

They had both noticed the strange behaviour of their two other friends, Peter had no clue what was going on, but James had an idea what was going on. That's right, James Potter is observant enough to realise that his friends had feelings for each other. Yeah, Lily told him.

He just wished the two of them would just suck it up and tell each other or kiss or shag or something.


A few hours later James ran up to the dormitory, shaking Sirius awake roughly.

"Prongs, what?" Sirius asked sleepily.

"It's Moony, he got badly hurt," James replied, looking tired.

"Shit," Sirius stood up, not even bothering with the invisibility cloak as he ran down to the hospital wing.

He knew he should have gone, this wouldn't have happened if he had been there to help. If anything happened to Remus it would be his fault and he'd never be able to forgive himself.

When he got to the hospital wing and finally convinced Madame Pomfrey to let him in he went straight to Remus' bedside, sitting down.

We looked pale, there was a large cut stretching from the back of his ear round to the middle of his neck. His chest was covered in bandages, and Sirius noticed with a sickening pang of guilt that there was blood of them. Remus' hand was lying on top of the blankets, pale long fingers, this hand wasn't scarred like the rest of his body and Sirius had a strong urge to hold it.

After about five minutes of staring at that hand, Sirius took it in his own. Remus stirred in his sleep, he looked up at Sirius with eyes glazed over with tiredness.

"You weren't there," he said, quietly, he couldn't remember telling Sirius he didn't want him to go.

Sirius looked back at him, a little confused, "you said… doesn't matter, I know, I'm sorry."

Remus looked at him for a few more seconds, there was pain in his eyes and it looked like he was having trouble breathing. Sirius didn't want to make things harder for him by telling him that he'd said he didn't want him there.

He realised he was still holding Remus' hand, he blushed slightly, but Remus hadn't pulled his hand away nor did he look disgusted. Maybe he hadn't noticed at all. He looked back at Remus' face, but he had fallen asleep again.

Sirius leaned forward, he didn't know why but he bent to kiss his cheek. But Remus turned his head slightly and suddenly their lips met. Panicking a little, Sirius went to pull away before he felt Remus kissing him back.

It was better than he had ever imagined, Remus' lips were soft and gentle on his own, but not at all like a girl. It was perfect; he was in heaven, until Remus pulled back.


Authors note- Sorry about the super short chapters, but this is just the way I'm planning to write it. I love you all and please review!