Sirius let out a dreamy sigh as he stared at Remus from across the classroom. Love was so different here at Hogwarts. If you liked someone you just grabbed them and snogged them silly in the hallways. But all he could do was sit and stare at Remus' pretty face. They had been meeting up almost every night now, and Remus had even agreed to hold his hand. He was his without a fight. Having someone you liked was simple and new, and Sirius felt as if he was dying of sheer happiness. Something about Remus made him feel whole.