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Perhaps when time would pass, things would cool down.

Maybe when Remus had a time to think things through…

And Sirius had a time to get over things…

Everything would be all right again.

And Sirius was hoping for that now.

He was not a religious person at all – he had learned that when Sirius' parents had strictly told him at the dinner table to bow his head down with his Slytherin goblet raised high over his head with his left hand, and Sirius had said no because he didn't want to do anything his parents did. And so he wasn't religious.

However, it was mostly because here nobody worshipped the things that Muggles worshipped. They didn't worship large figures of fate that controlled us all, they worshipped the dead, but only the dead that mattered greatly.

Like the four Hogwarts founders. Like Merlin. Like Armando Dippet. Like Dilys Derwent. Like Everard.

And mostly Sirius wasn't religious because his parents worshipped Salazar Slytherin, and that was because they prayed for the Dark Lord to take over instead of peace forever. And Sirius wasn't for that shit.

But tonight and the night before and the night before (and he had a feeling the nights after) he needed someone to pray to and someone to hope to. Someone to share with and someone to believe in that hears you, so that he could at least know that as long as he's doing his share perhaps someone really is listening to his prayers.

Before he goes to bed he slips over the nearest window, opens it and lets the cool night breeze fall over his face and caress his skin, and then he sits on the sill searching for the largest star that he can see with only his own eyes.

And once he finds that star, he tries to imagine praying to Godric Gryffindor. And on some nights he even does so to Rowena Ravenclaw. And then he sits on the sill for a while, repeating his oath of 'doing his own part fairly' to the skies and then he blows a kiss to the star. Almost every time he sees it flash or twinkle when he does so. So then he knows that someone has heard him, so he climbs back into his own bed and falls asleep hoping.

What exactly was he hoping for?

An excellent question, when you think – what does Sirius Black want so much that he'll pray for it?

It must mean that his prayer is coming true because he's made a point to never ask for anything and he just lets stuff happen. The first prayer he's made has got to come true – with all the hope coursing through him and the nightly visits he makes to the window, and sometimes all the way to the astronomy tower to see the stars even better – but he only does that on warm nights.

It's definitely got something to do with love.

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Listening to Peter moan about how that if he doesn't find a girlfriend soon he's going to have to skip classes, and listening to teachers give the strict N.E.W.T. talks because this will affect on their future and if they don't pay attention now… then they'll regret it later, has Sirius so incredibly depressed.

And that one statement is always said in the lowest, most dangerous voice to show exactly how important this studying was. Only the Ravenclaws took it seriously.

But his life has been jammed with talks about school and love, and that just makes him want to have him more. While talking to Peter in the hallway Sirius sees Remus trudging along up ahead, looking so immensely alone… and he has to fight the urge to go up there and fill the spot by his side that seems like it's been empty for so, so long.

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Lying on the cold floor of the Astronomy tower, Sirius thought that this night was different to be lying in the Astronomy tower even though it was cold.

He was up in the tower even though it was a freezing cold night that was chilling to the bone, and it would have been easier to simply sit on the windowsill, but he doesn't care. The stars are shining so brightly that they light up the entire night with this glow that seems to spark this wonderful feeling inside of Sirius that seems to be able to suck the months events out of him.

It was only yesterday that Sirius had been starting to talk to James a bit – he had asked for the pitcher cause it was on the opposite side of the table during breakfast. All in all, since James had started fucking things up when he had beaten up Remus in the bathroom, it had been one month since then. One month ago he was comforting Remus and helping him nurse his broken bones and slightly bloody gashes in the Ravenclaw dormitory hidden beneath the sapphire colored hangings of Remus' four-poster.

Now he was sitting cold and alone on the hard floor of the Astronomy tower, a thin blanket covering him and him only, praying on stars in the sky to be where he was a month ago. He'd know what he'd do differently, and then he wouldn't have to live like this now.

Why had Sirius started that fight with Remus? It was neither of their fault for breaking up, because basically, neither of them did break up with each other. James broke them up. But Sirius knew that Remus and him were on great terms still – if they would have been friends. But then he had to fight with Remus about breaking his heart and ruining his life when James was the one to break his heart and ruin his life and he knew that. Now Remus and him weren't on so good terms anymore. They had fought. They had never fought before, especially about accusing each other on things they knew they hadn't done.

Things had been awkward, but they hadn't been broken.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, he hears this bloodcurdling scream of pain coming from the grounds below him.

Flying upwards with the blanket getting entangled and heaping up at the floor, he almost jumps over the railing as he looks down into the darkness and sees something running around the grounds as though it's hurt – as though it's trying to do something but can't really.

But it looks painful. Very painful.

The sound of ripping fills the night air and Sirius shouts, wincing. The ferocious growling and crashing through something is heard as he sees a dark figure racing along the sloping lawns and screaming along the way. It's yelping.

It makes Sirius so positively terrified for no reason that he dives onto the cold floor, trying to hide himself from the glow of the stars.

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Sitting on the soft silk of the navy blue sheets, Remus held his quill poised over his special, extra-thick parchment, where the number 1 was already written.

Slowly thinking, he wrote after the number 1.

Is he as obsessed with me as I am with him?

Is he thinking about me right me?

Has he ever really loved me?

Did he mean all that stuff he said about me being too private and shy?

Was our time together as amazing for him as it was for me?

Will I always feel like this?

Am I going to spend the rest of life thinking of what a big mistake it was to listen to James and let go of Sirius?

Am I even making sense anymore?

Why can't I stop thinking about him all the damn time?

Did he really believe me when I said that James wasn't the one who beat me up or said to break up with me?

Did he mean it when he said that I ruined his life?

Why did I fight with him?

Why did he fight with me?

Why hasn't he ever come up and talked to me before?

Did Sirius intentionally start the fight?

What the hell is he waiting for?

Is he waiting for me to approach him?

Does he think that I'm ugly?

Does he think that I'm nerdy?

Am I nerdy?

(21). Am I obsessed with this because I'm so so so so sooo much in love with Sirius and I'm worried that he doesn't love me back?

Remus can't help but stare at his list and not be able to answer any of the questions. Either he doesn't know himself very well, or he really didn't know Sirius very well at all. He wanted to know the answer to all of these really badly, but he couldn't necessarily go up to Sirius with the list in his hands like a job application form.

He knows he's in love with Sirius because he has just spent the last two hours making a list of things he's wondering if Sirius is thinking about him.

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The more Sirius really got to know Remus, the more he opened up, and so in the last week that they had been together he had been so outgoing and open-minded that Sirius had realized that it was basically just the same with himself.

The more he got to know Remus, the more he wanted to kiss him – and not the other way around like most girls – where he only wants to kiss her all day long and then he won't even peck her on the cheek a week later.

That's only if they last a week, though.

Maybe that's just how it is and how it works when your mind and you body and your heart and your soul, all agree with each other, and they don't all disagree into different people and different things. Maybe that's how you know that what you're doing is truly fine, and that you're truly in love.

He knows he's in love with Remus because he's been praying on the stars for a week now for him to come back.

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Siri,

I'm not exactly asking you to send a response back, so just meet me at the library at six tomorrow, after dinner, no questions involved. The nonfiction section.

Sirius was not exactly a very good decipherer when it came to 'anonymous notes' but this was kind of clear.

He only knew one person who would ask to meet in a library in the nonfiction section for a secret meeting.

His heart flipped over three times.

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The note still burning in his pocket, Sirius made a mad dash to the library at five thirty instead of six. He skipped treacle tart and even pumpkin juice refills. If who he thought was coming here to meet him was actually meeting him here, he would be here early too.

Smirking seductively right before he reached the library door, he opened it nonchalantly, his hands in his pockets. He browsed in the poetry section for three minutes until he got impatient and sprinted to the nonfiction section hastily.

Nobody was there.

Already he was starting to feel uncomfortable – what if James was here with his invisibility cloak and he was trying to sneak up on Remus or… maybe even himself?

He didn't care that he was looking retarded – he started swiping and swinging his arms around in the small aisle of books, trying to hit something invisible, until a kid said "OW!" When obviously Sirius had hit him with his blind swiping.

Whipping around so fast that he knocked six books on owls off of the shelves, he saw someone who was covering their nose with their hand as blood shone from underneath their finger cracks.

Looking a bit more closely, Sirius saw that it was –

"Remus!" Sirius screamed out worriedly, earning several nasty glances and shhing noises from others. He didn't care, he was trying to see if his nose was broken or not but found it almost impossible to see between Remus' firm, scarred hands.

He was still surprised that it was Remus even though he had been suspecting him in the first place. It had become too surreal to imagine.

"I – ahh – Sirius, get off – please stop that–" Remus said uncomfortably, swatting Sirius' hands away.

"You've probably broken your nose!"

"It's just my nose," Remus said unimportantly. "I've had worse injuries before, Sirius."

After Remus had dabbed at the blood and cleaned his face with his handkerchief, the two stood staring at each other.

Sirius quickly rubbed at the nape of his neck. "S-So were you the one who sent that thing to me?"

Remus nodded slowly. "The note? Yeah." He said quietly. The two shrugged, awkwardness around them again. But they couldn't tear their eyes off of each other, though. They wouldn't look sideways or at the floor.

Remus could have pounced or Sirius could have moved forward, or perhaps both of them did it at the same time, but before either of them knew what was going on, their lips were attached like old friends meeting again or a dead grandmother coming alive, as eerie as it would seem.

Both of them moaned in unison as Sirius' hands slipped downwards to the waistband of Remus' pants and his fingers just gently laid themselves down on his hips, pulling him closer, while Remus entangled his fragile hands at the nape of Sirius' neck and his hair.

It was tongue, battle, war, desperateness, saliva, teeth, muscle – and then it was all over a second later, both of them pulling apart and staring heavily at each other.

"Look," Sirius said right away. "I'm sorry about starting that fight. You didn't ruin my life. Jam – er, I mean – the Slytherins did." He slipped, about to say James.

Remus chuckled softly. "Sirius," He said. "There isn't any need to pretend anymore. It wouldn't really be fair or right to us. Or – er, what we used to be."

Sirius smiled gently, and walked forward a step. His heart flopped three times three this time.

"James did it, Sirius," Remus said quietly. "And I don't understand why I listened to him. I don't understand why we're not together anymore if we both didn't want to split up."

Their eyes connected, sadness in each of them, and immediately, Sirius felt the memory of him praying on Godric and Rowena each night, the stars that twinkled after his wishes, and the fact that it could be coming true right now.

If he grabbed his star, he would have it. If he wouldn't do it now, it would be gone forever.

So why not grab it now?

He ran up to Remus the little distance left and kissed him hard on the mouth, showing him that it wasn't too late and that James was not going to stop them. James didn't matter. It was them together that mattered, and just the thought of it brought his world back again.

"It don't matter, Remus. We'll be fine. We'll fight for our rights as us together."

Remus leaned his forehead against Sirius', sighing. "My brave Starfire."

Sirius smiled as his old nickname rang in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing quietly as they intertwined their fingers.

"No more excuses or lies. No more leaving or fighting against each other. No more need to hope and pray even though nobody thought we'd last forever."

Remus' eyes flashed in a sparkle-like-way. "Forever?"

Sirius tilted his head. "Well. Yeah. It's not that long of a time. I wish it was longer though, if I'll be spending it with you." He said, blushing as the sappiness of it coursed through.

"Did that sound better in your head?" Remus asked, laughing.

"Actually, I never wait for my head. I just say stuff."

"Well, that means that you don't have to think about if you love me or not." Remus said, shrugging. The grin wouldn't come out of his eyes. That was something about Remus. His true grin always sparkled in his eyes, unless he was laughing. And Sirius had a way of detecting his smiles.

"It don't matter, Remus. You and I matter."

Remus closed his eyes and leaned forward just a tad, so his lips brushed against his cheek and then moved over to hover over Sirius' hot mouth. He connected theirs for two seconds.

"It don't matter." He repeated.

Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
We gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
Nobody thought we'd last forever
I feel I'm hopin' and prayin'
Things between us don't get better
Men steady comin' after you
Women steady comin' after me
Seem like everybody wanna go for self
And don't wanna respect boundaries
Tellin' you all those lies
Just to get on your side
But I must admit there was a couple secrets
I held inside
But just know that I tried
To always apologize

And I'ma have you first always in my heart
To keep you satisfied
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
We gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you
Got every right to wanna leave
Got every right to wanna go
Got every right to hit the road
And never talk to me no more
You don't even have to call
Even check for me at all
Because the way I been actin' lately
Has been off the wall
Especially toward you
Puttin' girls before you
And they watchin' everything I been doin'
Just to hurt you
Most of it just ain't you
Ain't true
And they won't show you
How much of a queen you are to me
And why I love you baby
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
We gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you
Oh oh oh oh oh
Cause I got you
Cause I got you
Ooooh
Cause I got you babe
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
We gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
We gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you

AN: So far we still need a happy, sad, or BOTH!!! ending. Right now I'm not getting any mails from fanfic so it's been troubling me for some time now… but that's fine. :D Things are great over here!!! Some people have been saying that their fanfic alert is working but fanfic emails aren't sending in general. I'm not getting reviews or alerts or anything, but I bet it'll come back... Can anybody guess the song up there??? It fits well. :D