Sirius POV
Sirius knelt on the cold stone floor, listening intently to the conversation happening in the other room.
"I… I always knew something was off." He heard Tonks whisper, "But I ignored it. The way you looked at Sirius when he came back- the way you still look at him…" She trailed off, leaving Sirius gasping for breath. Warmth flooded his chest, despite his brain's urges to stop. He had always hoped… he had always dreamed, ever since his arrival, but he never imagined that Remus could ever still love him. He'd faced the truth that he would never be with him again. It hurt so much, but it was better than being rejected by him. But now…
"I…I just… Dora, you must understand…" he heard Remus whisper, and Sirius felt his brows knit together when he frowned. What was that all about? Tonks started to speak again.
"Hush," he heard her mutter, "I know. I knew. I saw the letter. I just… couldn't bring myself to let you go." What the hell? Oh god. She'd found the letter from Moony from all those years ago on his bed. He sighed. Fucking idiot. Sirius's brain buzzed with the new information given to him unknowingly by Tonks. His spine tingled as he thought of what could have been, and what could still be possible. He heard a door close softly, and he slowly peeked around the foot of the stairs into the drawing room. Remus sat there, staring into the dying fire. His face looked so sad, so empty. But Sirius saw the corner of his mouth slightly drawn up, and Sirius gazed at him. Remus was… smiling. A very small, slight smile, of course, but he was in fact smiling. Sirius rested his head on the wall and sighed quietly, a smile stretched over his lips as sleep overcame him.
Remus POV
Remus looked up as a small ray of sunlight peeked through the grey clouds and into the room. He must have fallen asleep after Tonks left, he thought as he raised himself up from the scratchy rug he had been resting on previously. He stretched and yawned as he stood up. Ugh, his mouth was dry. He walked over to the stairs to brush his teeth, tripping over the sleeping figure sprawled there. "What the-" he massaged the place on his head that had hit the wall when he tripped and looked down at the large black dog curled up there. He sighed and picked him up. Sirius had been known in school to spontaneously transform in his sleep, and according to him, it depended on which dream he was having to whether he transformed or not. In fact, there had been many a night where they had to explain to McGonagall why there was a sleeping dog in the common room. "Lousy git," Remus thought, before smiling at the memories and setting the dog down on his bed in his scarlet-clad bedroom. He watched Padfoot for a moment as his legs twitched in his sleep and sat down in a padded desk chair by the bed. His eyelids drooped wearily, and Remus smiled before closing his eyes. A bit of a rest wouldn't hurt.
Sirius POV
Sirius awoke tangled in his crimson sheets. When had he gotten here? He stretched before smacking his lips and opening his now rested eyes. Remus was slumped over on his old chair nearby, his head resting on the edge of his bed. He watched Remus as his lips twitched in his sleep. He had done this many times before, when… Sirius cleared his head, blushing as memories rushed back to him. Many of his nights had been spent watching Remus sleep. Sleep was the only time when Remus was truly relaxed, and the lines around his eyes disappeared, and the faint creases on his forehead were smoothed away. "Worry lines," Sirius thought, and watched sadly as Remus breathed in and out slowly, watching his eye-length fringe being blown away from his face every time he exhaled. Sleep was also the only time when he could truly appreciate his beauty. Sirius gazed at each tiny freckle on his nose and cheeks, the slight stubble that was showing in the early morning, and drank it all in as quickly as possible. This was the closest he had been to Remus all week. "For two years, to Remus" he thought as he continued sleeping. He was so close that he could smell the shampoo that still clung to his hair. He breathed in, smiling as the familiar, clean smell reached him. He was so close to him, their noses almost touched. So close he could kiss him. Sirius stared at Remus's upturned lips, and then stopped. It was too soon. So Sirius lay content on his bed, watching as Remus dreamt the morning away.
Molly POV
Molly went upstairs to wake Remus for breakfast. Despite the days he had been staying at Grimmauld Place, he still looked too skinny for her liking. She waited outside the bedroom he was staying in and knocked softly on the painted wooden door. "Remus?" she asked, knocking again. Still no answer. She turned the aged brass doorknob and slowly opened the door, looking inside. His bed wasn't slept in, she saw. Molly frowned, going up the stairs that lead to Sirius's room. Maybe he knew where Remus was.
She knocked softly on Sirius's door warily. He was still having a bad time coping with returning when everything changed and he needed his rest, the poor dear. She peeked inside and smiled widely. Remus was sleeping, his head and arms rested on Sirius's bed as he slumped in a chair he must have been previously sitting in. Molly gasped as she saw Sirius gazing at Remus sleeping, a look so tender, so full of love on his face that it made her eyes tear up. She gave a watery smile and closed the door softly behind her, leaning on the closed door, sobbing softly. They were so perfect for each other, it was breathtaking.
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Yes, so I was having a really hard time deciding if Sirius should kiss him or not, so I hope you like what I chose to do.
So, I had the most random song stuck in my head that is so old, but I was inspired by it. Sort of.
I still have no idea why it's in my head, but I'm not going to tell you what it is. WAY too embarrassing.
To Cree: Thanks for the review love! And to your question about Fred, yes, he did die. And I was having a bit of a battle with myself about talking about George's coping with Fred, but you're right in the fact that this is mainly about Sirius/Remus. I tried to mention other topics, though… [Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, etc.] Sorry if I disappointed, but maybe another story (;
