Romance Awareness Challenge: Wolfstar - Dialogue "Shall we take a leisurely stroll through the garden, just you and me?" - Soulmate! AU: If you dye your hair, your soulmate's hair turns the same color

Word count: 970

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.


If you dare to hope


Sirius is stretched out across the couch, half of his face burrowed into a pillow. He's very down, not feeling up to doing anything at all. James even invited Sirius and Peter to a Quidditch scrimmage, but he declined it so only Peter went. Remus was off studying in the library with Lily. So that left Sirius all alone, contemplating what shouldn't be contemplated.

Soul mates.

Supposedly, there was another person out there that destiny—the universe playing Cupid—had chosen specifically for him before he was born—before the creation of time—that was supposed to be his other half. Sirius thinks it's bullshit. He's seen marriages involving soulmates that fail. His own parents are soulmates, and they're not in love.

But you see, Sirius' heart is traitorous and still carries on that hope of believing. Every bone in his body screams that soulmates are lies, but his heart clenches painfully and continues to hope. Hope that he finds his soulmate and that they'll be perfect for him; supporting him through all the messed up things going on in the world. Or just simply to hold him when he can't go on anymore.

It'd be really easy to check who his soulmate is, if they attend Hogwarts. All he has to do is due his hair or just a piece of his hair. But this overwhelming fear he feels when he thinks of finally knowing who his soulmate is, leaves him thinking it's better not to find out.

Sirius wouldn't be able to take it if his partner is one of those stuffy Slytherin girls or boys. It'd be like a constant reminder of how he's going to be like his father or how it's in his fate to succumb to the dark forces.

He's afraid it means he has no chance of change.

And he knows that the flimsy excuse of not wanting to ruin his natural hair because does James know how much it takes to become this beautiful isn't cutting it out for his best friend. James, ever the romantic, wants Sirius' best interests at heart and apparently it includes finding his soulmate.

James has, of course, dyed his hair one time. It had been over the summer where he showed up on Sirius' doorsteps when his parents were gone, sporting a strand of green hair. Sirius was surprised at James' choice to do it in the summer, but he was even more surprised when Regulus walked down the stairs, sporting the same green strand. Regulus was scared and ran away. James hasn't attempted to dye his hair again.

Sirius is scared that his own soulmate will reject him. That he'll disappoint them.

(Maybe he's afraid of letting himself be happy. Maybe he's afraid it's not the person he wants it to be.)

He hasn't got much to offer them. He's a disgrace to his family name, even if it is for all the right reasons. So he chooses to wait, hoping they'll make the first move, because he can't.

He closes his eyes and sighs. How long will he live with this fear? He hopes it's not much longer.


When he comes to, there's an unsettling weight on top of his legs. He wakes up in increments, blinking groggily. He sees Remus and Lily huddled together, talking in hushed tones and harsh whispers. He glances at his legs and finds James peacefully sleeping opposite of him.

It's then he realizes that his legs have fallen asleep. He groans loudly, trying to kick James off. He manages to slide them from underneath James' torso and stand on wobbly legs.

"Sirius!" Lily exclaims, straightening up, casting a quick glance Remus' direction. "You're up! We found you sleeping with James when we walked in."

Sirius furrows his brows. "When did you come in?"

"About half an hour or so," Remus replies, voice soft and oddly distant.

"Oh, James must've climbed in with me sometime then because I'm more than positive I fell asleep alone." He raises his arms and stretches. Sleeping in a couch is awful for his back.

"Oh, we were just wondering because of the …" Lily vaguely motions to her head, "Your soulmates aren't you?"

Sirius laughs long and hard, clutching his stomach. "Uh, no. We're not."

Remus raises his gaze from the floor, tilting his head. "What about the matching red strands?"

Sirius feels around his hair and pulls out the fake red hair extension. "Oh, it's probably that prank we we're talking about earlier, you know. Besides, James already has a soulmate."

Lily laughs, nodding her head. "So that's it! Sorry, we just assumed." She nudges Remus with her shoulder. "Wait, James knows his soulmate?"

Sirius winces, glancing at James' still sleeping form. "Don't mention it. It's a sore subject."

There's a moment of silence before Lily blurts out, "Remus just dyed his hair."

Sirius' eyes widen and he quickly looks at Remus. "You did?" he asks roughly.

Remus nods shyly, turning around to show a piece of blonde hair at the back of his head. Before Sirius can respond, Lily walks behind him and shrieks.

"God, I knew it." Lily laughs. "You have a blonde lock of hair, you know."

Sirius gasps, looking at a hopeful Remus. "Does . . .we're?"

Remus shoots him a hopeful smile. "If you want."

"I do," Sirius replies quickly, face burning. He needs to think and talk it out with Remus. He needs to know that he hasn't disappointed him. "Shall we take a leisurely stroll through the garden, just you and me? I think we need to talk about what this means for us."

"I'd love to."

Remus hesitantly stretches out a hand and Sirius takes it. They wave goodbye to Lily and move forward, unsure of what this means for the future, but certain that this is what they want.