Romance Awareness - You have half a soulmate mark. It completes as you spend time with your soulmate.

Changing Marks

Just something quick that was in my head.

"Just watch," Sirius insisted, pleading with James. "It's on my shoulder, by my neck."

"If you're going to try and tell me that it's me doing it again, I'll have to lock you out of the dorms. You can't just cuddle people without warning."

"No. I worked out my mistake. It's not you - it was never you."

"Well, who was it? Peter?"

"Peter? Are you joking? No! Just watch," Sirius hissed. He pushed open the door of the dorms and glanced around.

Remus was laying on his stomach, his eyes on his book and his head propped up on his elbows. His eyes flicked up to them for a second before returning to his book once more.

"Remus!" Sirius exclaimed, walking over to his bed, stripping off his top and kicking off his shoes. "Budge up."

"What? Why?" Remus turned to him, his eyes narrowed. "What are you planning?"

Sirius ignored the question, dropping down onto the bed next to Remus. "What are you reading?"

James moved around the bed, trying to look at Sirius' shoulder.

"A book," Remus muttered. "James, do you mind? Are you trying to get a look at my backside or after my chocolate? Whatever it is, get away from there."

"Neither," James said, is eyes on the black splotches on Sirius' back. As he watched Sirius' arm press against Remus', the splotches began to slowly move and one began to change shape, spreading out across Sirius' back. One that had been half formed started to take proper shape.

Remus, I want you to look at Sirius' back," James said.

"I knew it. You just want me to stop reading..." Remus leaned up to look and his words trailed off. As he leaned back, the marks stopped moving. "Is that a... is that a moon on your back?"

"Touch it," Sirius insisted. "See if it moves again. It should if you're... you know."

Remus hesitated and the minutes passed as he stared at Sirius' pattern. Sirius didn't move, scared that even the smallest movement would have Remus run away.

Finally fingers touched his skin and Remus gasped. "How long?"

"I noticed a few weeks ago. It was both yours and James' seventeenth and I noticed when it was just James here. I thought it was him at first... but when I grabbed his hand, it made no difference."

"He made me hold his hand whilst he looked at himself in the mirror," James grumbled. "I tried to tell him that my marks hadn't changed but he didn't listen."

Remus' fingers continued to trace the skin and James was very aware that Remus was using his free hand to unbutton his cardigan.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I want to know what mine is doing," Remus insisted. His fingers moved down to his trousers and he hesitated.

"Where is yours?" Sirius murmured.

"Lower back. I'd have to... take everything off. If you... if that's okay?"

Before James knew what was happening, Sirius had flicked his wand and closed the curtains.

He headed to his bed to grab a comic before going down to the common room. He knew what they were going to do behind those curtains and he didn't want to hear a thing.

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