1st of November 1995

Remus was up earlier than usual. It was around 5 in the morning, and he gave up on even trying to sleep some more. Yesterday was an unusually quiet day at the Grimmauld Place, because Sirius locked himself in Buckbeak's room. He didn't even let Gwen in when she brought him something to eat. Remus shrugged at disappointed Gwen, who really did try her best to cheer both of them up. The main difference was that Sirius didn't even give her a chance, and Remus decided to appreciate her attempt by at least spending some time with her. She even made Sirius' favourite cookies, but nothing could get him out of that bloody room. Gwen finally gave up when she went to sleep, and Remus couldn't really do anything, but to wish her a good night.

Tonks was acting really strange since she got back from the last Auror mission, and Remus couldn't figure why. When Sirius acted out, the reason was obvious. For instance, now he couldn't cope with all what he was feeling, so he decided to shut himself from everyone. Gwen wasn't so dramatic, and she was pretty much straight forward. But Tonks was different. Since she came back, they didn't have any stakeout missions. Tonks took some time off, and visited her parents, and Ted's parents. She visited Grimmaulds for lunch the day after she got back, but she talked mostly to Gwen, and kind of ignoring both Remus and Sirius. Remus figured Gwen knew what was going on, but still wasn't courageous enough to ask her directly about it.

A little part of Remus hoped he'll see the silver jack rabbit hopping to meet him every time he looked outside of the window, but that didn't happen. It made him miss her even more, but the idea of her hating him, and avoiding him gnawed his mind like rust. With every day he didn't see her, the feeling became more intense. And, to add, it was seven days before the full moon. He was tense, and was much weaker with his nerves. Just the other day, he yelled at Kreacher, even though he didn't mean it, and he felt quite bad after it. Everything was building up in him, and he felt so annoyed by literally anything.

Remus knew there was a possibility of him seeing Tonks today. Gwen said Tonks promised her to escort her to Hogsmeade. It was All Saints' day, and Gwen wanted to visit her mother's grave, and her house. She told him Tonks will pick her up in the morning, and that she'll be joining them for breakfast. Remus took a deep breath, and decided to dress himself. He had a meeting with Imogen later, as she was filling him up with inside information for the Order cases. Since Kingsley was sent to Muggle world again, Remus took on the task of meeting with Imogen. But, today was the day he really didn't have any will to do so. He remembered her crush on him, and tried to be as reserved as he could be during their meetings. However, Imogen would occasionally take his hand, or touch him in a way that didn't comfort him at all.

He decided to wear the robes Gwen bought him, the matching pair of trousers, a shirt, and his favourite cardigan. Remus really took care of the cardigan, but he needed some esteem boost today. When he took out the cardigan from the closet, it felt different than it usually did when he took it right after washing it. It felt like it was worn. He didn't put much attention to it, but he did notice it. But, from a moment he put it on, the familiar fruity smell filled his nostrils. Tonks. Remus frowned, and didn't really get what was going on. Gwen charmed the closets to keep clothes fresh after being washed, and his cardigan definitely shouldn't smell like Tonks. He smelt the fabric, and convinced himself he is not crazy. The cardigan really did smell like her. He was now even more confused than before, and scratched his chin. As he lifted his arm, he noticed a strand of hair. A strand of orange curly hair. He remembered Tonks' hair was just in that shade, and texture on the evening of the last full moon. But how could it that be? Why would she wear his cardigan? And why is he feeling so relaxed suddenly?

He took another deep breath, and sat on his bed, his head dropping to his hands. Why did he feel like this when he thought of her? Since the idea of her wearing his cardigan got into his mind, the image of her in it couldn't leave his mind. Only in it. He couldn't help himself, as the sensation was flowing through his body. He felt guilty, and embarrassed to think about her in that way, but she was so beautiful, and she was a temptation to him. Just like when he thought about kissing her, the idea was so wrong, and right in the same time. "I will poke my eyes out, that's the only solution," Remus thought, as he managed to gather himself, and leave the room. Once when he figured nobody was up yet, he made himself a cup of tea, got some books, and lounged into sitting room's couch. It was one of the desperate moves to see, and talk to Tonks. He must find out what is happening with her.

Gwen reached the ground floor after 8 o'clock, which was rather odd for her. She was usually up much earlier. Remus let her go into the kitchen without saying a thing. He figured it was Gwen since she sang Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix quite loudly. Even Walburga's curses didn't get her mood down. When Gwen upset Walburga, the portrait would treat her with blood traitor, shame of your blood wave of insults. If the portrait was uncovered, Gwen would flip her off, and drew the curtains while doing so. Both Remus and Sirius found that amusing, because Gwen was usually good-mannered. Remus was too tense for cheerful Gwen, so he decided not to interrupt her. He finally decided to join Gwen when he heard her placing the dishes on the table.

"Morning," he greeted her shortly.

"Morning, Moony," Gwen smiled widely. "Hungry?"

"Yes, I got up earlier, so I buried myself in books, and completely forgot to eat," he was lying. He wasn't in a mood to make food. When Remus made his meals feeling this tense, he would usually mess it up. He was back quickly, sitting right across Gwen.

"Are you all right?" Gwen asked him suspiciously. "You look… Tense, and worried even more than usual."

"I'm fine," Remus lied again.

"Mhm, and I'm the queen of England," Gwen said, narrowing her eyes.

"I am fine, really, the full moon is coming, so it must be it," Remus grunted, but he knew he sounded so unconvincing. His body felt better than usual, but he still was tense, and

"If you say so," Gwen raised an eyebrow, and returned to her coffee.

"You know, as much as I appreciate you and your help, you have a nasty habit of having to know everything," Remus muttered, and continued eating.

"Yes, because then I can help all of you hopeless cases," Gwen was fast with the response.

"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you're hopeless case?" Remus was now even more tense, and by Gwen's raised eyebrows, and seconds of silence, he figured he went too far. "I'm sorry."

"Usually, I would be so pissed at you now, but I'll give you a free pass because of your condition. A piece of advice, because you're feeling shitty, you don't have to be a shitty person. At least not with people who only want to help you," Gwen stood up, taking her dishes, and leaving Remus fuming alone. He felt bad for talking with Gwen like that, but he couldn't help himself. And she really was rather nosy lately. Neither Gwen, or Remus knew that Tonks is right in front of the door, trying to calm herself.

Nymphadora Tonks had a dilemma. She was so happy to finally be at Grimmauld Place, but since she saw Remus and Imogen in the Leaky Cauldron, she felt insecure in front of him. She didn't know how to act around Remus, and she wasn't even sure what she feels. Well, by now she managed to figure she really fancies Remus Lupin, in more than a friendly way. He was funny, smart, attractive, manly, mysterious, and he was a perfect gentleman. He always noticed the things around, and about her, and he smiled so softly at her when she talked. Even though he would never admit it, he had his way with people. Or he just had his way with her? He was always smelling so nicely, and his hands were mesmerising. Just like his eyes. Her dilemma was pretty much simple; should she let him know she obviously fancies him, or should she play it cool?

Tonks took some time off because she was really over-worked, and needed some time to get her emotions in order. And she felt bad for not seeing her parents, and grandparents as often as they would like. So, she used the week to visit them all, and spend some time alone. Tonks was still surprised by the jealousy she felt. She never thought of herself as a jealous type because usually she wasn't jealous. Not in this way, anyway. Because of that, she was to embarrassed to spend time around Remus. She couldn't even look at him the day after at lunch, because she would blush so badly, not even morphing helped her.

However, Tonks missed spending time with him. She got used to spending nights with him on the stakeouts, and she liked his presence. She wanted to spend time with him, even though she didn't know how to act. In fear of making a fool out of herself, she decided to spend some time away. And now, she was standing at the door, feeling so self-assured. If she sees him, she'll act normal, like nothing happened. Remus didn't see her, anyway. Tonks entered the house, and took a deep breath. She didn't even trip over that hideous umbrella stand, and entered the dining room proudly.

"Wotcher!" She smiled brightly at Remus. She expected someone with him, but she must stay focused. And act normal. Remus looked at her in awe. She looked so fresh, and vibrant. Her hair was platinum blonde, with magenta pink tips, and tied in two not so long braids. She wore the long leather coat, a plain shirt, and a pair of bell bottom jeans. And of course, her boots.

"Hello," a shy smiled curved Remus' lips. He was so relieved to see her all bright, and fresh. "How was your… Vacation?"

"Oh, great! I visited my grandparents, and I think my father made me fat. Look," she turned to show him her non-existent belly.

"I don't agree with that, but I'm glad you had a great time," Remus tried not to sound poignant.

"Thanks. And you? What have you've been up to?" Tonks asked curiously, trying not to act any differently than she usually would. And it's not like she can ask him about Imogen all of a sudden.

"Well, I did some research for the Order, and helped Gwen with something I don't really approve. I guess she'll tell you all about it," Remus sighed.

"Was the research successful? Are we having another mission then?" Tonks asked, trying to get Remus to talk to her.

"Not yet, anyway," Remus shrugged. "The informant had some useless, and useful information. But, I think we'll have another stakeout soon," he shrugged.

"Can't wait!" Tonks blurted, and figured she sounded a bit over-enthusiastic. Remus gave her a shy smile, still tense, and worried. Yet, she made him feel more relaxed, and better than he felt since the last full moon.

"I thought I heard you," Gwen joined them in the kitchen, wearing her fur coat. "Shall we?"

"Yes, yes," Tonks said quickly, trying to catch Remus look. But he kept it away, as he stood up, and picked up his dishes. Gwen was already on the main door, and Tonks made a quick decision. She took a few steps, and hanged herself from Remus' neck, hugging him. She pressed his bite mark a bit, but he didn't flinch. His hands were occupied, so he couldn't really hug her properly, but he did his best. Before she let him go, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and then turned to leave the room as fast as possible.

"Tonks," Remus called her, and now she had to turn to him. "I'm just curious… When did you wear my cardigan?"

Tonks was frozen. How did he know? She felt her cheeks getting red, and tried to morph it out.

"I… I was cold… and…" She stuttered, and Remus looked at her amused. He caught her. After the hug she just gave him, he got the energy to let her know that he knows. "I'm sorry." Tonks sighed.

"No need to be, you can wear any of my clothes if you want," that was a bold statement he wasn't ready to say, but he did anyway. The image of her only in his oversized cardigan still haunted his thoughts.

"I… Thank you," Tonks muttered, and left the room as fast as she could. She joined Gwen on the first porch step.

"Drive us? Please, I need…" Tonks was flustered, and Gwen just patted her shoulder, and showed her car waiting for them in front of the house already.

"Get in, we have a lot to talk about," Gwen told her with a smile, and Tonks couldn't help herself but to hug Gwen.

"You're the coolest," she said, and slipped into the passenger seat. As they drove off, neither of them noticed Sirius head peaking beneath the curtains of Buckbeak's room. He still hasn't left it, and haven't felt comfortable with leaving it anytime soon. But, he wanted to take a glimpse of Gwen. And, since she was out now, he didn't feel that safe anymore. When did she become the person who granted him the feeling of safeness? He honestly didn't know, and wasn't sure how that happened.

Tonks and Gwen had barely left the London when Tonks started to talk about what happened at the Leaky Cauldron. Gwen was ecstatic by hearing Tonks speaking so openly about her more than obvious feelings for Remus.

"Fucking Imogen MacDougall. I hate her, and her stupid prairie skirts," Tonks pouted, and Gwen burst into laughter.

"Well, I haven't had the honour to meet Imogen, but Sirius told me she was quite in love with Moony," Gwen said, when she stopped laughing at last.

"Great…" Tonks said, sounding so obviously jealous.

"Tonks, you're jealous," Gwen said matter-of-factly, with a devilish grin dancing on her lips.

"Am I? I've never felt this way. I guess it is jealousy, but I never thought I'd fancy him this way. I'm so confused," Tonks admitted.

"Is that why you took some time off? I'd understand if you did."

"Well, yes, and no. I really had to go to my grandparents, but I didn't have to be there for that long. I needed some time to get myself in order, you know?"

"Hm, I don't really think you managed to do that."

"I know! I felt so confident, and was ready to own everything today, and I acted cool all the way. Until you left. I hugged him, and kissed his cheek," Tonks was now flustered.

"You what?" Gwen asked her in disbelief,

"You heard me."

"And he didn't flinch? Or jump? I mean, he is really tense last few days. A bit annoyingly tense, and was kind of a prick," Gwen sighed.

"No, I felt his heart beating faster, though," Tonks started to fidget with her sleeves. "And he figured I wore his cardigan?"

"What? How?" Gwen instantly thought about Sirius figuring out she wore his jacket, too.

"I don't know, he just… I'll die of embarrassment, G, this is awful," Tonks covered her face with her hands.

"You're being dramatic. Listen to me now," Gwen tried to sound as clear, and strict as possible. "We'll visit my mother's grave, and then you'll help me with something, and when we get back to London, we'll have a nice lunch."

"I don't really…"

"Are you refusing my invitation? Last time I counted you missed way too many of my Sunday lunches, so you have no choice," Gwen stuck her tongue out at Tonks, who smiled at the gesture.

"I'll just turn into a squishy puddle of nothing in front of him, then," Tonks cried.

"No, you won't. Listen to me now, because this is important. You just need to act like nothing is happening. I think you have nothing to be jealous of, because that Imogen person was throwing herself at him, and he denied her. Why would he do something now?" Gwen asked, not really expecting an answer.

"I don't know," Tonks started. "He has needs, I guess, and men are different than us."

"That's true, but Remus is not like other men, you know?"

Tonks smiled at Gwen's words. She was right, Remus wasn't like the others.

"I guess he's not," Tonks said shyly.

"You fancy him, and there is nothing wrong with that, Tonks," Gwen said, trying to make Tonks feel better. "And you have no reason to be this insecure. I mean, you're a real catch. But when it comes to men like Remus, you have to take things slow. Show him affection, but not too much. Make him feel like… He matters. You know?"

Tonks wasn't sure what Gwen meant, but nodded anyway.

"So, you just have to be your normal, usual self. And if you're that worried about Imogen, I'll try to find out more about what's going on there," Gwen offered. She knew Remus would most likely tell Sirius if anything happened, and all she had to do was ask.

"You'd do that?" Tonks asked, not really sure that was a good plan, but she was way too curious about their relationship.

"Sure. And even though my mother was a hippie, I do too hate prairie skirts," Gwen said, and they both burst into laughter. "Besides, you have stakeout missions for the next week, and I guess you two have a lot of catching up to do."

"Hmmm…" Tonks had some ideas of how to get Remus' attention. She already decided to make a bunch of comfort food for him again, and she still had a surprise for him from her trip.

"I see you getting the ideas, so spill it," Gwen said, smiling more devilishly than before.

"Wait, wait, wait! I have a question first. With what was Remus helping you? He said he wasn't really approving of your plan," Tonks was curious about Gwen's intentions.

"Oh, that… I have a surprise for Sirius, and you'll help too!"

"I'm listening," Tonks shifted in her seat, as Gwen started to elaborate her plan.

Three hours passed since Gwen and Tonks left, and Remus felt tense, and more miserable than before. When he saw Tonks, he figured how much he missed her. And when she hugged him, he felt his heart beating rather fast, and was curious if she noticed it. He hoped she didn't, because he would then seem like a 35-year old idiot of a man who can't control himself when a woman hugs him. Pathetic.

And the comment he made about the cardigan. Was it really necessary? Why was he such a sucker for her attention? He felt like he was an in love Hogwarts student, not a grown man. He just wanted her to be around him, he wanted to be with her, talk to her. But no, he had a meeting with Imogen instead. Remus was really frustrated with the commotion his feelings made inside of his head, so he decided to talk to Sirius. Just as he got in front of the room's door, Sirius emerged.

"Oi, Moony!"

"Padfoot… I was just coming to get you out of that room."

"Well, I'm out," Sirius smiled brightly. It wasn't what Remus expected to see.

"You seem… In a suspiciously good mood," Remus' eyes narrowed.

"I am in a good mood. But honestly, you look pissed, and frustrated. What twisted your knickers?"

"I… Can we talk somewhere, please?"

"Sure, the library has the best firewhiskey!"

"Isn't it a bit early for drinking? Are you already drunk?" Remus noticed Sirius swinging on his legs.

"As a matter of fact, I am a bit drunk, but I got it all right! I know exactly what to do now. And you need my help, so let's talk, Moony!"

Sirius rushed to reach the library, and Remus followed him with a sigh.

"So, what's the matter?" Sirius asked, lounging cockily on the couch.

"It's Tonks," Remus sighed. It still wasn't easy for him to talk about her in that way, but if he doesn't talk about it, he'll go insane.

"Of course it's Nymphie! Tell me more, what did she do?"

"Nothing. As you know she took some time off. And that's understandable, because she really needs to rest. I mean, I know she's young, but her working pace will kill her," Remus sighed. "But I guess… I don't know, Padfoot. Something is going on. You need to see it to figure what I'm thinking about."

"And I guess I will today, Gwen will definitely have us reunited for lunch," Sirius patted his friend's shoulder.

"I noticed something. She was wearing my cardigan. This one," Remus pointed at the piece of clothing he still wore.

"How do you know?"

"I found her hair on it, and it smells just like her," Remus admitted shyly.

"Then the two of them were doing something, because I'm almost sure Gwen wore my jacket, too," Sirius jumped. "They must've been mocking us."

"I don't know… It's just odd."

"I'm sorry Moony, but I don't really get you. You're acting all in love, and want her attention, and yet you refuse to show her you care about her. You don't want her to know, but at the same time you want to be with her. How does that make any sense?"

"Because she doesn't like me like that," Remus sighed sadly. "I mean, she couldn't, right? Why would she, anyway? And I shouldn't act like I'm her equal because I'm not."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. I think she does like you more than you think. You never believed us with our old friend Imogen, and she had the hots for you for a year!" Sirius exclaimed.

"For hell's sake, that made me traumatised on so many levels, Padfoot," Remus laughed under his breath. "But she's not Imogen, and she doesn't like me like that."

"Let's agree we disagree. Tell me, what's up with Imogen now you saw her again?"

"Argh, I have to meet her now. She forces her laughter, and she's a bore. She exaggerates everything, and she sometimes awkwardly grabs my hand. She feels like death," Remus burst into laughter. Sirius once said that Imogen will be the death of Remus.

"Are you sure you didn't awkwardly flirt with her without noticing? She used to like that a lot," Sirius asked curiously.

"I hardly doubt that. I'm not ever flirting," Remus defended himself.

"Mhm, except with Tonks. You do flirt with her, and don't even try to deny it," Sirius was now grinning again.

"I'm not flirting with her… I didn't come to you just so you could mock me, you know? And besides, you're the one who tries to flirt with Gwen all the time."

"Leave me and Gwen out of this, for now. You're so flirting with Tonks all the time. What is with all that 'Let me walk you out, let me hold the door, let me pull out the chair for you' bollocks? You being the perfect attentative gentleman? Not buying it, Moony," Sirius cornered Remus, who didn't know what to say. He suddenly looked at his wristwatch, and stood up.

"Imogen is waiting for me. I would rather meet with the Whomping Willow again," Remus grunted, and left Sirius alone. Sirius rolled his eyes, and decided that from now on, he'll make so many embarrassing comments, Remus and Tonks will have to do something. And he'll definitely have Gwen on his side. Gwen. He had a whole plan for what he'll do with her, too. But one step at a time. Sirius summoned himself a glass of firewhiskey, downed it, and rubbed his palms grinning. He definitely needed a shower first.

It was way past their usual lunch time, but Gwen, Remus, Sirius, and Tonks were just finishing the pasta Gwen made as soon as she and Tonks got back. They all kept her company while she did it, and talked about what Tonks did on her mission, and discussed the Order work. Gwen noticed Remus being relaxed, and definitely less tense than in the morning. And she was glad to see Sirius out of the room. Even though, she wasn't happy to feel the liquor on his breath. They ate, and joked while doing so, filling the old house with laughter.

"So, how is my now second favourite cousin doing?" Sirius asked Tonks. "You're definitely the favourite one now."

"Mum is good. Worried, and all, but she's well. I'd like to tell her about all of this, about you, though. But I know I can't, and I shouldn't, so," Tonks sighed.

"We can talk to old Dumbledore about it!" Sirius jumped excited.

"Yes, that could work," Remus said calmly. "Andromeda did help us during the first war, and I guess she would be a good ally, too."

"I don't know if I want to drag her into this," Tonks looked at Gwen. Gwen was the only one Tonks thought could understand her fears at that point.

"Tonks, do what you think it's best. If you want to talk to Dumbledore, I can, you know test the field with Sev. He is usually right about this sort of things," Gwen took Tonks' hand in comfort.

"I'll think about it, definitely," Tonks smiled.

"Right," Sirius looked amused. "Well, Tonksie, anyone else worth mentioning? Maybe some bloke stealing your heart?"

As he said that, he felt the swift kick on his shins. It was Gwen, and she obviously didn't like his question. Tonks looked confused, and Remus felt his gut clenching.

"What? No, no, no one like that," Tonks looked straight to Remus, who tried to look as ignorant as he could.

"Mhm," Sirius muttered. "Gwen, didn't you say you need my help in the kitchen earlier. Show me!"

Sirius stood up suddenly, and grabbed Gwen's hand gently to lift her up, and drag her to the kitchen. She waved her hand, and the dishes followed them.

"She's really handy around the house," Tonks smiled.

"Yes, she certainly is," Remus sighed, thinking about how really helpful Gwen has been since she moved with them.

"So, you had a meeting today? An informant?" Tonks didn't want to be direct, but she couldn't dance around the subject anymore.

"Yes. Imogen. Maybe you know her, she works at the Ministry," Remus said flatly. "She's a bit boring, but her information proved to be really useful, so I sacrifice myself."

Tonks felt the wave of joy, as soon as he said those words. He didn't like her in that way. But she still hated Imogen, and her stupid prairie skirts. And she most definitely didn't want Imogen around Remus.

"Right, right. At least then you can make the meetings quick," Tonks smiled shyly, trying to find out why he took her out that day.

"Well, I try to. But she is restless! Quite exhausting," Remus sighed. "I don't even want to talk about her."

"That's fair. Are you ready for your surprise?" Tonks grinned now widely. Remus completely forgot about the surprise she announced last month. "Ta-da!"

Tonks pulled out the big box of chocolates out of her rucksack.

"Hand-made, and they say those are the best chocolates in the whole UK!"

Remus smiled, as he took the gift.

"Wow! I'll accept it only if you'll eat it with me," he smiled at her softly. "Thank you!"

"Of course! Bring them on the next stakeout. As I understood Gwen, it's tomorrow night."

"Right. I just hope it won't be that cold tomorrow," Remus expressed his concerns.

"Me too! I'll freeze to death!" Tonks hugged herself, pretending she's cold.

"Oh, no you won't. We'll find the way to keep you warm," Remus said, wiggled his eyebrows, and pointed at the chocolates.

"Yum!" Tonks exclaimed, and smiled at him. They got lost in the conversation, and they didn't even realise Gwen, and Sirius watching them.

"They are so flirting," they said in unison, surprised by the other one's words.

"It's so obvious," Gwen said quietly.

"Right, but that's good, isn't it?" Sirius said, and leaned in. He was now pressed against Gwen on the doorstep, and his hair tickled her neck. Her instant reaction was to giggle quietly, and that made Sirius' lips curve into a seductive half-smile. He did have a plan what to do with Gwen, but he figured he'll improvise. And it worked.

2nd of November 1995

It was almost midnight, and Tonks and Remus took cover under the big tree right across the alleged Dark Wizard's house. He is suspected to know the hiding place of Voldemort, or at least he was connected with the ones who knew. Tonks and Remus were supposed to track him, and if they don't get any information in the next week, they'll definitely have to break into his place. Tonks was excited about it, since the last time she broke into something it was Filch's office at Hogwarts. Remus wasn't so amused by that idea, but he let her be excited. He was rather afraid of what the house held.

Tonks decided to wear warm clothes, but her jacket was way too thin. It was mostly because the thicker one made her look fat, and she felt bad. She wanted to feel pretty, and the feather jacket made her feel like a blowfish. But, she regretted it now, because she was getting colder, and colder. Her hair was in a shade of sky blue, and was wavy. Remus put on his new winter robes, and wasn't cold at all. However, he did bring them both some tea to keep them warm. They were just having a cup, along with eating the chocolates Tonks gave him.

"Mmm, nougat," Remus said, licking his fingers.

"You like nougat? I like hazelnuts more," Tonks said, and threw a piece of chocolate candy in her mouth.

"I like all the chocolate really, but nougat could be my favourite. I never thought about it," Remus smiled.

"Mmm, I like hazelnuts and strawberry filled chocolate the best," she said, taking a sip of her tea. "And I like this fruity tea, too! What is it?"

"Raspberry, pear, and pomegranate," Remus nodded. "And for me, it's the classic Earl Grey."

"I like mine better. Thank you," she smiled, and take a shy sip. "So, what do you think about Gwen's plan?"

"I don't really approve it, but she's doing something really nice for Padfoot, so I let her be. I can't really fight her, she pulls it her own way, anyway," Remus sighed.

"You say that like it's the bad thing. I thought men liked self-assured women," Tonks was fishing for information, and hoped it'll work.

"Well, it's not, don't get me wrong. But, I think she's quite aware of the risks, and you know…"

"She cares about Sirius," Tonks blurted. "That's why she's doing that. And she wouldn't take any risks, so I don't think you should worry."

"Point taken," Remus said, and took another candy. "And he does care about her, too."

"Right, and that's why we'll be there tomorrow, smiling like two mental cases!" Tonks jumped, and took another candy.

"Yes, I guess that's what we'll do," Remus was amused with her energy.

"Is it appropriate if I bought him a gift? I know it's the anniversary, and I don't know…" Tonks bit her lip at once. She was a bit nervous now.

"Well, Sirius likes getting gifts, if anything. So, if you bring him anything, he'll be delighted, for sure," Remus smiled at Tonks to reassure her.

"Right. Well, I remembered how you told me his old record player was at my parents'. I took it, and had it completely renewed. It's now like it's never been used. So I haven't really bought him something new," Tonks shrugged.

"Why did you do that? He'll torture us with his music now all the time!" Remus joked.

"Well, we can't listen to your record collection, as impressive as it is, all the time, right?" Tonks smiled devilishly. "That's why I got his records, too. I told my mother I wanted them. She wasn't really delighted with my idea, but she agreed to me taking them."

"I bet she saw right through you," Remus chuckled. "You're a terrible liar."

"No, I'm not," Tonks blushed.

"You are, but that's not a bad thing," Remus gave her a kind smile, and she got lost in his eyes for a second. Damn him.

"Right," she managed to say, before the cold flash shook her body.

"Are you cold?" Remus asked her. "I can give you my robe, if you'd like."

"No, no way!" Tonks refused because she didn't want him to get sick before the full moon. She read in some books it can make some serious complications for the werewolves if they transform while being sick. "I guess I misjudged the weather today."

"Come here," Remus instantly invited him to get closer to him, moving his tea cup. He wasn't really sure what was he doing, but he wanted to get her comfortable, and warm. And if she's not taking his robes, he could do so by hugging her. He was always warm, and even though he could feel the cold, he took it better than her. Tonks looked at him surprised, but scooted over.

"Good?" he asked him.

"Not quite," he said, and pulled her closer, hugging her with his right arm, wrapping her in his robe, as much as he could. She snuggled closer to him. His warmness was soothing, and magnetic. Tonks liked the feeling of his lean body pressed next to hers, and she noticed his breathing changing the pace. "Better?"

Tonks adjusted some more, and ended with her head on his shoulder, her legs awkwardly settled under his.

"Much better," she murmured.

They talked more in that position, as they would only occasionally adjust themselves to prevent their bodies from becoming numb. At one point, she threw her legs over his, and snuggled placing her head on his chest. She felt like she was hugged by a big teddy bear, and he felt such joy with just holding her, seeing she's comfortable. Tonks almost fell asleep while Remus talked about the last birthday party his friends thrown him. Not because his story was dull, but because his warmness made her sleepy, and his calming voice, and arm around her made her feel so safe. She felt like she could spend days like that. And a part of her really hoped that was possible. For her to snuggle like that in his arms, and listen to him. While he talked, the idea of kissing him started lingering in her mind. When she was in a position she could see his face, she looked at his lips, thinking about how soft those must be. He didn't notice it. Because he was too excited with the fact she accepted his offer to snuggle like that. Even though both of them considered it friendly from the other side, that wasn't friendly at all. In fact, it was the first time they both thought about the same thing. Them together. As a couple.

3rd of November 1995

Gwendolyn Doherty had a dilemma.

She planned the perfect day for Sirius' birthday, much to his grunting, and Remus' snarky looks when she talked about it. She was relieved Tonks completely supported her, and got her back, helping her with all the details she needed help. Tonks without a question accepted all of the Gwen's ideas, and was more than eager to help her make it happen. She even went to the Muggle supermarket to buy everything for making Sirius a birthday cake. Of course, Tonks got herself a bit carried away, so she bought a bunch of birthday themed paraphernalia too. Gwen was once again amused by Tonks' spirit, and was forever grateful for Tonks' help.

It was almost evening, and they already had their lunch. Sirius grunted the whole way through it, and wasn't in a particularly good mood. Tonks tried to cheer him up as hard as she knew, but without much success. Sirius went to Buckbeak's room again, and Gwen sent Tonks and Remus to get a few final things for her surprise. She made a simple looking chocolate cake, filled with caramel, peanuts, and cookies. It was one of the Muggle tricks she learned, making great cakes without magic. She was just finishing decorationg the cake, as she drew the constellation of Canis Major on its top. Perfect. She hid the cake from Sirius' curious eyes, and decided to get herself ready for the party they were supposed to have.

Gwen's dilemma was simple; how does she present her surprise? Should she act cool, or make a big scene? After a shower that took her more than usual, she was trying to dry her hair, as she heard the knocks on her door.

"G, you in here?" Tonks' voice was almost unhearable.

"I am, come in!" Gwen invited her. She was dressed in a dark blue silk bathrobe, but at that point, she didn't care about Tonks seeing her naked, or half-naked anyway.

"Preparing yourself? Maybe I should hit the shower too," Tonks said, smelling her armpits out of fun. "Ew!"

"If you want to, the bathroom is free," Gwen told her, as she was trying to brush her hair now.

"You nervous?" Tonks asked, and jumped on Gwen's bed on her stomach.

"A bit," Gwen admitted. "I'm not sure he'll appreciate the gift. I don't want him to think I'm mocking him."

"G, he's a bit weird, rash, and loony, but he's not an idiot. He'll appreciate it," Tonks said, pulling out a lollipop out of her pocket, stuffing it in her mouth. "Oh la-la!"

Tonks took the underwear that Gwen placed on her bed, and swung it in her hand. She wiggled her eyebrows at Gwen, who looked dumbstruck.

"Those are regular knickers, Tonks," Gwen tried to act cool. Why would her underwear matter anyway?

"Those aren't regular knickers. If we went out today, I would say you're totally preparing to get some," Tonks eyes widened. "Are you…"

"No!" Gwen interrupted her before Tonks finished her thought. "And those are dirty, dirty thoughts, Tonks!"

"Oh come on, don't be such a prude! After the extracurricular activities I know you did at Hogwarts, you can't act all innocent with me!"

"I'm not a prude," Gwen defended herself, and took her underwear from Tonks hand.

"Then what?"

"What?"

"Don't act bonkers with me! You want to be shagged brainless! It doesn't have to be anyone in this house though, but those knickers are better than my best shag-knickers," Tonks teased Gwen.

"Tonks!"

"Oh come on! When was the last time you had a good shag?" Tonks chuckled.

"What's gotten into you? You can't even go with Moony to the store without becoming a sexual deviant?" Gwen teased her back.

"G, you know… Yesterday he hugged me to keep me warm. We snuggled, and I never even thought about shagging him. And that's in my defence! I'm not a deviant. For now," Tonks chuckled some more.

"You snuggled? That's a part you missed to mention earlier," Gwen was now interested, and sat down next to Tonks.

"Well, I was cold. And he wanted to give me his new robes. I refused, so he wrapped me in it while they were on him. But I guess he thought about it as a friend. He was so cautious with his hands," Tonks sighed.

"What did I say to you? He's not a man who would grab you the first time he has a chance. Enjoy the snuggling, because that means he likes your closeness. And you pressed against him, mhm," Gwen now teased Tonks, whose cheeks became pinker.

"Right, right," Tonks said quietly. "He is so sweet I can't even see him being… You know, passionate, or…"

"Trust me, those sweet kind are mostly the best lovers."

"How do you know?"

"Told you already, I know men like Remus," Gwen stood up again.

"Mhm, and if you again think about Snape, I don't think they are alike considering that," Tonks didn't even want to think about Snape's bedroom skills.

"I'm not, actually, but that experience is still one of mine favourites," Gwen sighed.

"Was he your last? You know, the last one you shagged with?" Tonks asked curiously. They talked a lot, and she figured that's the truth, but still wanted Gwen's confirmation.

"Well, yes," Gwen answered shortly.

"Merlin! You hadn't been shagged in two years, and you're telling me you don't want to be shagged brainless? That's ridiculous!" Tonks shrieked.

"Don't be so loud. And fine, not like anything like that will happen here, but maybe I would like to be shagged brainless," Gwen said a bit loudly, and didn't even notice Sirius opening the door right in the middle of that sentence.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything," he said, pretending he didn't just hear what he surely did hear. Gwen froze in her place, and Tonks laughed under her breath, trying to be as subtle as she could be.

"No, you're not. What do you want?" Gwen tried to sound cool, but her voice was cracking.

"I just came to tell you Moony said to meet him in the drawing room in an hour. You can wear that attire, if you'd like, but I guess Moony wouldn't be that comfortable," Sirius said grinning, and closed the door.

"Did he just…" Gwen stuttered, fighting to find the right words.

"I think he did, but have you ever thought how much he wants to be shagged brainless too? I mean, twelve years in Azkaban, and then a year and a half in hiding…"

"Tonks, I'm not talking about this now! Help me pick out what to wear," Gwen changed the subject, and Tonks rolled her eyes, jumping from the bed to help Gwen.

After she did that, Tonks went to take a shower. Gwen dressed herself in a black laced blouse, a black high-waisted circle skirt, pair of dotted leggings, and her high combat boots. She decided to braid her hair in two long braids, and went downstairs to meet Tonks. Tonks was in Soundgarden shirt, combined with leather trousers, and her combat boots. Her hair was in a shade of teal, chin length, and curly.

"Soundgarden?" Gwen asked, confused.

"Grunge. Great music, will definitely show it to you on the night of the full moon," Tonks smiled widely. "Ready for the party?"

Gwen nodded, and they went together to the drawing room. Gwen made some snacks for them to eat, and the table was filled with fine liquor. They even let Sirius pick the music, so he walked into the room with the sound of Walk this way by Aerosmith, with Remus chuckling behind him, trying to cover his face with his hands. Both Sirius and Remus were in a much better mood than Gwen hoped they would be. They spent two hours joking, and talking, playing a few rounds of exploding snap. Remus won, even though he did let Tonks win two times. Sirius nudged Gwen every time he noticed Remus doing moves that helped Tonks.

"And now the time for presents!" Tonks jumped, and ran out of the room.

"I shall… Help her!" Gwen said quickly, and stormed out of the room.

Remus and Sirius shared a look.

"Don't look at me. I know nothing," Remus said with his best poker face on. The one that always tricked Sirius, and it worked now too.

"Those two… We must break that friendship, Moony, those two are a menace!" Sirius joked.

"And what exactly are we?" Remus asked, really curious for Sirius's answer.

"We are the Marauders. At least the half of them, anyway," Sirius sighed.

"Well, we were the actual menace, to be honest," Remus chuckled, and the old friends cheered to their memories.

Tonks and Gwen barged into the room, again. Tonks was carrying the big, wrapped box, and Gwen was carrying the cake, decorated with birthday candles. They started singing happy birthday, completely out of tune, as Remus subtly turned off the lights. Sirius smiled shyly, since he really didn't expect that. He blew his candles, and Tonks clapped enthusiastically.

"Have you made your wish?" she asked. Sirius smiled at her, and his look almost instantly flew to Gwen. For a second, but Tonks noticed it.

"I did, yes. Freedom!" he yelled, and took the piece of the cake with his fingers, trying to eat it, smudging it all over his face, and beard. Tonks burst into loud laughter, and did the same as Sirius.

"Um… I would like…" Remus tried not to laugh, and he really wanted to eat the cake like a civilised being, with utensils from a plate.

"No, professor, no normal eating today," Tonks said, and smashed the piece of the cake right into Remus' mouth, spreading it all over his now smiling face. Gwen chuckled, thinking how she avoided the same fate. "You think that's funny, princess of Bulgaria?"

Tonks asked, but didn't wait for the answer. She smashed another piece of cake right in her face.

"Nice!" Sirius cheered, eating the cake with his fingers. "And since this cake is divine, I'm sure Bulgarian princess made it, so thank you!"

"Mmm, I do make a good cake!" Gwen nodded happily.

They ate the whole cake with their fingers, and it was smudged on every one of their faces. They washed themselves magically, and were once again squeaky clean.

"This Black family conspiracy… I don't like it," Remus frowned, and smiled at the sight of his best friend, and a woman he was so desperately in love with.

"I think you like a part of it, right?" Gwen made a quick remark only Remus could hear, and he was stunned. He didn't know what to say, so he remained quiet.

"Now open my present!" Tonks jumped suddenly, and handed Sirius the big box she carried earlier.

"Oh, I love presents," Sirius smiled at her. "Wow, this is heavy!"

He unwrapped the present messily, and when he opened the box he was surprised to see his old record player.

"Oh my… that shit is still alive!"

"Yes, my mother kept it in the attic. I nicked it from her, the records too!" Tonks said proudly. "Happy birthday, Padfoot!"

"Thank you, Tonksie!" Sirius hugged Tonks happily.

"What did I got from Moony, hm?" Sirius said, and took the smaller box Remus put in front of him. He opened the box only to find a toy golden snitch, which flew instantly, and started playing some guitar riffs.

"This is so annoying, it's amazing!" Sirius said, high-fiving his best friend. Remus knew that when it came to Sirius, the useless gifts are usually the best choice. "Thank you, Moony!"

"Remus, could you help me with… something?" Tonks abruptly stood up, much to Sirius' surprise.

"Ahh.. sure," Remus said, and followed Tonks out of the room. It was half past nine, now, and Sirius didn't really expect any more surprises. Gwen stood up too, but only to come behind Sirius.

"Meet me on the roof in five minutes," she said quietly, and left the room too. Sirius frowned. What was going on now? He waited for five minutes, and went to the top floor of the house. He was allowed to go out on the roof, but the height made him want to jump off it. And he didn't want to do anything stupid, so he decided not to go there. What was Gwen up to? He climbed the roof through his bedroom window. The roof didn't have a real entrance, and the only way up was from either his, or Gwen's room. The scene on the roof shook him more than anything that happened in the last fourteen years.

"What the…" he couldn't even speak, let alone understand what was he looking at.

Gwen was standing on the roof, holding something in her hand. She was wrapped in dark red robes, looking like a witch from Muggle stories. But what was standing behind her was what occupied Sirius attention.

"Surprise!" Gwen said, and moved herself to let Sirius see his real surprise. It was a motorbike. His motorbike.

"Is that…" he looked at Gwen with his eyes wide open, his both hands in his hair.

"The very same. Hagrid kept it, and I… well, nicked it for the night," Gwen smiled devilishly now.

"What do you…" Sirius was still not sure what to say, or do. He wasn't sure what that meant. He was happy to see his old motorbike, but he knew he can't ride it.

"Doesn't matter now. That's why I have been meeting Severus that day. He helped me a lot, without even knowing what I was doing. You have a few hours, I'd say. So hop on!" She handed him the object in her hand. He only then noticed it was his leather jacket.

"I don't understand," he took the jacket, not really believing what was happening. He looked at Gwen's grin, and realised his face must've been looking so dumb now.

"We'll take cover for you. If someone comes by, Tonks will morph into you. If I'm right, she is now dressed in your awful Gryffindor training set, and Remus helped me with getting it here, and fixing it. I will, if anyone comes, take them in, and do our work. So, hop on and ride away!"

"I can't…"

"Don't lose your time, silly! I saw how sad you were when we were going out, and you stayed here. I know you feel stuck, and I know this past few days have been extremely difficult for you. You need something to ease your mind. So please, take the helmet, put it on that head, and just go!" Gwen nudged him, and smiled widely.

"All right," Sirius didn't need any more convincing, as he put on his jacket. "But under one condition. And, that would be my wish you need to grant me for winning the bet."

"I'm listening," Gwen frowned a bit, looking at him now. The jacket really made him look so cockish, and haughty. She now understood why was he so obsessed with wearing it.

"Come with me," Sirius said softly, and took Gwen's hand. "If I'm alone, I might escape forever!"

"So you need someone to keep an eye on you?" Gwen mocked him, but knew what he was thinking.

"Yes, I always need someone to keep an eye on me. I'm… Mischievous like that."

"Are you serious now?" Gwen agreed, smiling.

"I'm always Sirius, how many times do I have to tell you?"

"Fine!"

"Mischief Managed," he said, tapping the tip of her nose with his finger. "And you take the helmet. Your head is way more precious than mine. Mine is worth only 10000 galleons!"

"No, my hair is way too perfect today," Gwen stuck her tongue out. "And besides, I added some extra enchantments to it."

She tapped the motorbike with her hand, and the music started to play.

"What? How? James and I tried to do that for years!" Sirius was confused, and surprised.

"Don't ask! Tonks helped me with that, and she did a playlist for you," Gwen said, still grinning. "And tie your hair, I don't want to choke!"

Sirius hopped on the motorbike, which now played the best hits of Muggle seventies rock 'n' roll. Gwen adjusted herself behind Sirius, who was tying his hair with a hair band.

"Hold on to me tight!" Sirius said to her, as she hugged him lightly. Her grip strengthened. "Ready, princess?"

Gwen just nodded, and Sirius saw that with the corner of his eye. He turned on the engine, and revved it a few times, screaming from happiness. Just as the bike met the end of the building, it flew into the air, and their trip began. Tonks and Remus watched them from Gwen's room, and Tonks was really gleeful.

"I hate this stupid Gryffindor merch, though! I feel like a traitor! " She protested at Remus, who was laughing hard on a sight of her in Sirius' way oversized clothing.

"I think it suits you right. I mean… The red looks good on you," Remus tried to give her a compliment through his laughter, but all he got was Tonks sticking her tongue at him.

The night above London was starry, and clear. It was cold, but Gwen charmed the bike to prevent them from freezing to death. The music was loud, but when Sirius revved the engine, they could barely hear it. Just as they were flowing over the Thames, in front of the Big Ben, Sirius leaned back, and gave Gwen a brief kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you!" he yelled, to make sure she heard him. She smiled brightly at him, wrapping her arms around him even tighter. She didn't like brooms, and she never felt comfortable while flying. Flying on an enchanted motorbike made no difference, but it felt slightly better.

"You know which star that is?" Gwen said in Sirius' ear, pointing to the Sirius star shining on the night sky.

"No, you tell me," he said sarcastically.

They didn't stop for a second. They flew all across London, and a bit away from it. Sirius would occasionally yell out in excitement, adrenaline pumping through his body. He felt alive. After years of being imprisoned, and feeling miserable, he felt alive. And with Gwen's warmness on his back, and her breath on his neck, he felt overwhelmed. He liked the playlist, too. Tonks really nailed that part. Just as they flew over the Buckingham Palace, Gwen was the one who screamed out of her lungs.

"God save the Queen! Whoaaaa!"

Sirius laughed so hard, he almost lost control over the bike. He hasn't been driving in a while now, and was quite grateful his control charms were still working perfectly.

"Princess is finally loosing up. If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe it," he teased her, and she nudged him a bit in protest.

"There are many things about me you still don't know, Black," she said, grinning.

Sirius scoffed, but didn't really disagree with her. She was still a mystery to him, but she became his favourite mystery. The mystery he craved to find out, but loved not knowing in the same time, if that made any sense. After hours of flying around London, and talking as much as they could, it was time for them to come back. Sirius landed the bike on the roof, and Gwen got off it first.

"Wow! That was amazing!" she said excitedly, jumping on the spot. She didn't like flying that much, but after some time she felt safe, and enjoyed the ride.

"It was, really. Thank you. All of this… Thank you," Sirius said softly.

"No problem, Black!" She winked at him, and tapped the bike with her wand. It became small as a model, and she placed it on Sirius' palm. "You can keep it for a while, but it has to go back to Hagrid, before he figures it's missing!"

"Let's get down, I don't like being here," Sirius said, still not feeling good on the roof. He helped Gwen getting off it, and they were now standing in the hallway.

"I guess Tonks, and Remus are asleep," Gwen said shyly. It was around two in the morning, but she was wrong. Remus, and Tonks were playing a game of wizard chess in the drawing room, listening to Remus' records.

"I guess they are," Sirius said, watching Gwen in awe. He was never more sure about what he felt for her. It wasn't like it was with Marlene. It was more than that. He felt like he finally found a missing piece of a messed up puzzle his life was.

"What?" She asked him, with a shy smile. "You're staring at me!"

"I… Gwen…" Sirius stammered, surprising himself how he wasn't able to produce a single sentence.

"What is it?" she asked, narrowing her head.

"You. I don't… For fuck's sake," Sirius managed to say that, as he took a step towards Gwen, wrapping her waist with his arms, pulling her closer to him, pressing his lips hardly on hers.

He felt instant relief because she immediately kissed him back, cupping his face with her palms. In that second, Sirius' mind was blank. He hadn't thought about the war, the Potters, Voldemort, Harry, Azkaban, Dementors, loss of all his friends… Nothing. Only one thought danced through his mind, and that was the woman he was kissing. Gwen got all the answers she needed in that moment. It was the time for her to admit she's in too deep. She fell in love. Again. But this time it was different. It felt more true than with Felix. She never fell in love with Snape, and this was way over the feeling she had with him. It felt like this was supposed to happen. And with his hands wrapped around her, she felt more like home than any time before. The traveller found her home.

But he stopped. He wanted to see her. He wanted to be sure she feels the same. When he opened his eyes, hers were already watching him. Sirius was hypnotized by the sight in front of him. Her eyes were gleaming, as she felt the adrenaline flowing through her body once more. Both of them were on the point they didn't know what will happen now, and what exactly is happening. She took his breath away with just looking at him, letting out a simple gasp. The side of his index finger stroked her jawline gently, as he leaned in to kiss her again.

His palm was now on the back of her head, pressing her closer to him. Her hands were hanging loosely from his neck, as he deepened the kiss, pinning her to the wall right between the doors of their rooms. He kissed her with more passion now, entering her mouth in a search for her tongue. When he found it, the sensation took over his body. She tasted so sweet, as their tongues danced in both his, and her mouth. Sirius felt like he's falling over the edge of the world, but he didn't mind. It felt right. He took one of her hands, and lead her to his room, not breaking the kiss.

He never kissed a girl in that room before. He never had a girl in his room before, to be more exact. When he let go of her hand, he felt the sudden wave of magic, and figured she charmed his room. Even though Gwen's mind was so occupied with what was happening to her, she remembered to put few charms on the room, hoping not to disturb Tonks and Remus. Sirius pressed Gwen on the door, kissing her hardly, becoming hungrier for her. The sensation became pure lust, and he wanted her more than ever. But, never mind that, he didn't want to start doing anything. Even though she did kiss him like he wanted the same thing, he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. But, some things couldn't be hidden, so in seconds he felt his trousers getting tighter, and tighter. She couldn't not notice that, since he was selfishly pressed to her, his hands gliding her body. He managed to untie her hair, and untangle it with his fingers. She completely surrendered herself to him.

Sirius broke the kiss, only to appreciate her jawline, ears and neck with more kisses. She gasped softly at the touch of his lips on her skin. She felt so ecstatic, and overwhelmed. The need he felt for her was as intense as the need she had for him. Her hands flew to his shirt buttons, starting to unbutton it quickly. Her fingers were usually nimble, but now her hands were shaking too much. However, she managed to unbutton most of the buttons, and as she untucked his shirt from his trousers, his hands went from her face to the robe that was fastened around her neck. He unfastened it, and as soon as he did that, he lifted her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his middle, feeling his stiffness, and that made her want him even more. Her arms were around his neck, but she lowered her head to kiss his neck fiercely. He moaned softly with pleasure her kisses made him feel.

But he didn't take her directly to his bed. The first place he took her was her dresser. As he pushed her on it, a couple of things fell down. Neither of them cared, as he kissed her neck hungrily. She took him out of both the jacket, and the shirt. He didn't wear any undershirt, so his torso was now completely naked, and her palms roamed on his tattooed skin. She felt his muscles flexing, as he was kissing her, and biting her neck softly. Gwen let out a small moan, as Sirius pressed himself closer to her. His hands glided over her thighs, and under her skirt. It made her tremble, and she buried his nails in his back softly. She felt his gasp on her neck, as he stopped kissing her for a second. His hands found the hem of her blouse, and with one move it was off. All she now had was the black lacy bralette, and he took a moment to gaze at her naked upper body, as she started kissing his neck with same hunger he did hers.

When the sensation became too much, he lifted her up again, now placing her on his desk. He crouched almost immediately, and took off her boots, and her leggings. He noticed her chuckles, as he accidentally tickled her soles. As he straightened himself up, she pulled him into another passionate kiss. His hands now inspected her body without hesitation, leaving goose bumps on her skin. She, however, reached for his belt buckle, and managed to unbuckle it, unbuttoning his trousers. There was no possibility she didn't notice how much he wanted her really. His body tried not to hide it in every way possible, and he didn't even want to. He stepped out of his shoes and trousers, lifting her up again, not breaking the kiss.

She bit his lip, and it drove him even more mad with lust. He placed her on his bed, prompting himself on top of her. Her hands were all over his body, and he was much surprised to have his bum squeezed with her dainty hand. He finally broke the kiss, only to start attacking her neck with them. Her chest. Her still covered breasts. Her abdomen. He kissed her like his life depended on it, hungrily, lustfully, frantically. His beard tickled her, but she didn't laugh. He finally removed her skirt, and all that remained were their underwear. Sirius was back to kissing her swollen lips now, but Gwen decided to take charge. She rolled them over, placing herself on top of him, bringing him in a sitting position with her lips. He followed her without any doubt, and would probably follow her right into death now. He wrapped her arms around her, unclasped her bralette, and throwing it away. The feel of her hardened nipples, and soft breast gave him another wave of sensation, and he couldn't take the temptation anymore. He broke their kiss, only to look at her once again.

She opened her eyes, and now looked straight into his. He pushed a few strains of hair from her face.

"You…" he couldn't say anything. It was the first thing he managed to say since he kissed her for the first time, and his mind was numb. Like he never learned any words in his life.

"Shhh," she kissed him softly now. "I know," she whispered, and pushed him down to fall on his back.

Sirius was now the one whose neck was attacked with kisses. Gwen couldn't even remember the last time she kissed someone that way. The truth was, she never did. Not in this way. She kissed his jaw, Adam's apple, collar bones, and all of the tattoos that covered his torso. He felt like he was going to explode, and after 14 years without this kind of human contact, he was sure he will be long done before they even start having sex. He felt her tongue licking his skin, biting him softly between kisses. When she reached the hem of his boxers, she slowly tugged them down, and for the first time ever, Sirius really hoped he won't be given the pleasure of oral sex. His pulsing erection was almost unbearable, and he couldn't even imagine the satisfaction her mouth could bring him.

"Gwen…" he called her out, and she instantly looked at him. "Don't… Come 'ere."

Sirius voice was husky, but soft. Just as he said the words, she remembered he must've been mad by now. She kissed her way back to him, and as she reached his mouth, he rolled them again. He was now the one gliding his lips over her body. He kissed every part of her upper body, biting her softly. Her moans encouraged him to do more of that. He finally reached her knickers, and noticed those were the same one he already held in his hands. He slowly took them off, still kissing every inch of her body. On his way back, he kissed the inner part of her thighs softly, the warmness of her core tempting him. He noticed her knickers were already quite wet, and decided to see her reaction when his kisses came closer to her most intimate part. She didn't flinch, just curved her body, and moaned softly. His hands found her on the mattress, and their fingers were now intertwined, as he kissed her closer and closer. When he was almost at his destination, she pulled him up.

She was, in fact, already quite close to coming. With all the humping they did while kissing, she was already on the verge of going completely mental. As his head was lined with hers, and their bodies pressed against each other, the only thing she managed to say was his name.

"Sirius," she whispered with a gasp, as he started another lustful kiss. But, he broke the kiss shortly after it started.

"I… You know, haven't really… So maybe…" he wanted to excuse himself for something he knew will happen the moment he enters her.

"You're funny," she grinned. "Last time I checked, we had the whole night. So…"

He didn't even let her finish the sentence. He pressed another kiss, devouring her mouth with his tongue, as he slowly slid into her. A loud moan left her lips as she felt his whole length in herself, between the kisses he gave her. With a few slow thrusts he was done, and he felt embarrassed, so he stopped.

"If you stop now, I swear to God, Sirius, I'll hex your bollocks off," Gwen panted, and Sirius felt relieved at once, trembling from the orgasm he just had.

He was still stiff, so he managed to continue with the slow thrusts. Her hands flew to her sides, as she grasped the sheets beneath them. His hands found her, as they became one. After a couple of sloppy kisses between mostly Gwen's loud moans, and Sirius harsh pants, she rolled them over. She was straddling his hips, and she managed to do so without him slipping out. She got him straightened with her kisses, as their hips began moving synchronized. One of his hands were tangled in her hair, and the other one was roaming her back. Her nails must've left some marks on his skin, but he didn't care. He liked them, and the thought of having her sex bruises, made him thrust into her even harder. Her back arched, as she leaned back.

"Oh… Sirius," she moaned softly, but still loud. He wasn't capable of saying anything. He just watched her curved body, and couldn't really think about anything else than having her. Shagging her. But this was much more than just basic human need, or instinct. He felt different than he ever did. The mystery was unravelled now, she was never so clear to him. She wasn't a mystery anymore. She felt different too, but they both prescribed it to the months of subtle flirting, and lust that grew with each day. She got back to her earlier position, and dug her nails into his back. She was close, and he felt it. Her muscles were pulsing, as much as did his.

"Ready?" he asked her with a smirk.

"Oh, Sirius," she moaned with extremely high-pitch in her voice. In a matter of seconds, they both came hard. They finished the act with another kiss, both of them covered in a variety of body fluids. She laid next to him, and took a deep breath.

"Fucking highway to hell, stairway to heaven, and the most noble house of Black," Sirius managed to say, and Gwen burst into laughter, waving her hand. The pack of cigarettes flew in their direction. She offered him one, and he took it. She lit them both with her hand, as she placed herself in the crook of his arm. "One hundred million… Billion… Trillion… Bazillion points to Ravenclaw!" Sirius said, blowing away the smoke

"Don't know about highway to hell, stairway to heaven, but one Black… Wow," she said, still laughing. She summoned him two glasses of water, and he gulped it immediately. Gwen stood up abruptly. "And I don't think they give out house points for shagging!"

"Where are you going?" Sirius asked her, wrapped in his sheets.

"I…" Gwen wasn't sure what this meant, and if he wanted her in his bed to stay the night. She was just hoping Remus and Tonks didn't figure what happened before she got this clear with Sirius.

"Come back 'ere," he ordered her with a strict voice, and Gwen obeyed. "You'll be happy if you ever leave this bed, again, Gwendolyn Doherty."

"Oh, really? I was hoping we'll be going on another ride," Gwen said, thinking about the motorbike which was now resting on his dresser.

"Well, you can ride me anytime you want," Sirius said grinning. His eyes sparkled so much it almost had colour. They were grey, but sometimes they had more blue, or green pigment in them. Now they were greener than before.

"I was talking about the motorbike, but sure, I liked that ride, too," Gwen said, snuggling next to him. He wrapped her in his arms again, giving her a brief kiss.

"Don't go. Stay with me," he said softly.

"I won't," she said, kissing him again, but now with more feeling, still full of lust.

"You're restless," Sirius commented.

"And you mind?" Gwen mocked them

"No, not at all," he said with a smirk, rolling on her again.

This is the longest piece of writing I ever did. College included.

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