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Sirius walked down the halls smirking. He was extremely happy for James and Lily. His smirk widened as he decided to take a "wrong turn" towards James' room. "It would be rude to walk in." Sirius placed his ear on the door, snickering by the noises coming from inside. "Hey, James!" Sirius pounded on the door loudly. "Keep it down in there, eh?" Laughing, he began to run as he noticed the door handle turn.
"Damn it, Sirius!" He heard James yell as he headed downstairs.
"Ah! Sirius!" Queen Melinda looked almost nervous. " The girls have been waiting for you-,"
"Mother, do you remember Narcissa?"
"Yes, the maiden you met the other day-why?"
"Well, I suppose-" Sirius cringed. "I suppose I would like to get to know her a little-"
"Oh! How wonderful! She would make a fine bride for you-she comes from a very wealthy family!"
"And she's a tramp." Thought Sirius. "Well, this is for James and Lily."
"I can get her to come over for tea tomorrow-,"
"Great! Perfect! I have to go-uh-see about stuff!" Sirius quickly took off, happy the way his plan was going so far. If Lucius met Narcissa met, they would surely fall in love-most likely because they were both rich. "They will fall in love with each other's wealth!" Sirius chuckled to himself.
"Good afternoon, your majest-or Sirius." Remus smiled.
"Afternoon?"
"Yes, sir. Would you like some lunch?" Sirius could feel his face burning and his palms get sweaty.
"Damn it," He thought, cursing himself.
"Sir?"
"Oh, yes, please, Remus. And, please, call me Sirius." He smiled. "Why don't we eat outside in the garden?"
"If you would like." Remus bowed his head and made his way to the kitchen, Sirius following him. "It's nice of you to help Lily and James."
"They are my best friends, my only friends in this place." Sirius murmured.
"How long have you known them?"
"About seven years, maybe more." Sirius stared at Remus as he prepared their lunch. He felt his cheeks get warm again as this familiar feeling came to him-the same feeling he had felt when he first met Remus. "Why have I been acting so strange lately-especially around this boy…?" He wondered as let out a sigh of frustration. Remus turned to face him.
"Is something wrong?" Sirius looked up into Remus' eyes.
"Such eyes…" He thought. "You have beautiful eyes-" Sirius clasped a hand over his mouth quickly and cursed himself. They stared at each other for what seemed to be an eternity of silence to Sirius. He cleared his throat and said in a nervous tone, "I ap-apologize. I did not mean-"
"It's all right, your majesty." Sirius noticed a shade of pink in Remus' cheeks.
"Is he blushing?" Sirius asked himself, hoping that he wasn't imaging things.
"Thank you." Remus continued to make their lunch quietly. Sirius smiled.
"How many times most I remind you. Call me Sirius." Remus chucked quietly, taking up a basket.
"I thought we could have a little picnic."
"That sounds nice."
"Sirius! Sirius!" Queen Melinda ran in, out of breath, grabbing her son by the arm. "Sirius, for the wedding-,"
"Wedding? What wedding?"
"For you and Narcissa!"
"Mother, we are not getting married!"
"Oh…" She sniffed and looked at Sirius sadly. He sighed and took Remus' hand.
"Come, let's eat."
"Now what do I do about that twelve layer cake!?"
Remus happily ate his grapes and gulped down his cider. This was a feast compared to what he was used to eating. "Slow down or you will choke." Sirius chuckled. Remus swallowed down more grapes and smiled. He then began to stare at Sirius' hair. He had never took notice to how long it was, or how beautiful. "Is something wrong?" Sirius asked, looking over at his shoulder. "Is there a spider on me?" Remus snickered.
"No, I was just looking at your hair…it's long." He was praying to God that Sirius hadn't noticed him blushing.
"Oh, well, my mother says, 'long hair attracts pretty girls!'" Sirius used a shrill voice to imitate his mother and chuckled.
"Or attract servants…" Remus mumbled, taking a bite of his bread.
"Hm? Did you say something?"
"Nothing-so, have you met any girl worth liking?" Sirius snorted.
"No. They all either want my money, want the title of princess or both-which is most likely the case."
"They cannot all be like that."
"Trust me, they are. I wonder what my mother will do once I meet every maiden in the kingdom-I think by then she will be desperate for me to marry-she might make me meet every eligible man!" Sirius began laugh. Remus could only stare.
During the next four days, Lucius met and fell in love with Narcissa; they were a perfect match after all. Lily's parents thought Lily would be heartbroken-they were heartbroken. But they were back in good spirits once James proposed to her. The whole castle was in frenzy about it. Queen Melinda became obsessed with their wedding, (and that she had something to do with her twelve layer cake). She even began to put off finding maidens for Sirius to meet, which he was extremely happy about, not only him, but so was Remus.
Sirius would now spend time with him. He would just sit and talk to him while he worked. They were really getting to know each other better, another thing Remus was happy about. They were becoming the best of friends.
Remus came to the conclusion that he couldn't have fallen for Sirius. He thought his feelings must be for some logical reason; perhaps it was the fact that Sirius was a prince and he had never had a friendship-or ever thought he would-with royalty. But if he felt this way, then why would he blush whenever Sirius smiled at him? Or thought about that comment that Sirius had made about his eyes? Was it because all these smiles and comments came from a prince or was it something more? "Could I really be falling in lov…No…" Remus would often think to himself. "Besides, he is a prince…and I am just a servant. Just as Lily had said, the queen would never accept it."
"Good evening, Remus!" Remus jumped.
"Good evening, pri-Sirius." Sirius took a seat on the steps near by and held out an apple for Remus. "No, thank you." He smiled.
"Alright." Sirius took a big bite out of it. "Lily and James have decided to set their wedding for the summer time."
"I am glad that they are so happy." Sirius nodded.
"Sirius! Sirius, come here, dear!"
"Yes mother!" Sirius stood and brushed himself off. "I apologize, Remus."
"It's all right." Sirius smiled and rushed downstairs. Remus sighed.
"In love…" He thought once more. "It couldn't be." Remus decided to shrug it off and continued with his work.
But Remus couldn't shrug this off, no matter how hard he tried. As the days wore on, he began to take more notice of Sirius. Even to the smallest things, such as the way he walked with this rare grace. How he loved the sound of his voice whenever he would call to him or greet him. Every time Sirius would smile at him, he would become nervous and blush. He was happy whenever he saw Sirius and loved the fact that Sirius would spend his time with him. "And so here it is," Remus thought to himself one night. "I love him." Remus turned to his side to look out the window. The moon would soon be full. With a sigh, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of his prince.
Sirius walked down the halls smirking. He was extremely happy for James and Lily. His smirk widened as he decided to take a "wrong turn" towards James' room. "It would be rude to walk in." Sirius placed his ear on the door, snickering by the noises coming from inside. "Hey, James!" Sirius pounded on the door loudly. "Keep it down in there, eh?" Laughing, he began to run as he noticed the door handle turn.
"Damn it, Sirius!" He heard James yell as he headed downstairs.
"Ah! Sirius!" Queen Melinda looked almost nervous. " The girls have been waiting for you-,"
"Mother, do you remember Narcissa?"
"Yes, the maiden you met the other day-why?"
"Well, I suppose-" Sirius cringed. "I suppose I would like to get to know her a little-"
"Oh! How wonderful! She would make a fine bride for you-she comes from a very wealthy family!"
"And she's a tramp." Thought Sirius. "Well, this is for James and Lily."
"I can get her to come over for tea tomorrow-,"
"Great! Perfect! I have to go-uh-see about stuff!" Sirius quickly took off, happy the way his plan was going so far. If Lucius met Narcissa met, they would surely fall in love-most likely because they were both rich. "They will fall in love with each other's wealth!" Sirius chuckled to himself.
"Good afternoon, your majest-or Sirius." Remus smiled.
"Afternoon?"
"Yes, sir. Would you like some lunch?" Sirius could feel his face burning and his palms get sweaty.
"Damn it," He thought, cursing himself.
"Sir?"
"Oh, yes, please, Remus. And, please, call me Sirius." He smiled. "Why don't we eat outside in the garden?"
"If you would like." Remus bowed his head and made his way to the kitchen, Sirius following him. "It's nice of you to help Lily and James."
"They are my best friends, my only friends in this place." Sirius murmured.
"How long have you known them?"
"About seven years, maybe more." Sirius stared at Remus as he prepared their lunch. He felt his cheeks get warm again as this familiar feeling came to him-the same feeling he had felt when he first met Remus. "Why have I been acting so strange lately-especially around this boy…?" He wondered as let out a sigh of frustration. Remus turned to face him.
"Is something wrong?" Sirius looked up into Remus' eyes.
"Such eyes…" He thought. "You have beautiful eyes-" Sirius clasped a hand over his mouth quickly and cursed himself. They stared at each other for what seemed to be an eternity of silence to Sirius. He cleared his throat and said in a nervous tone, "I ap-apologize. I did not mean-"
"It's all right, your majesty." Sirius noticed a shade of pink in Remus' cheeks.
"Is he blushing?" Sirius asked himself, hoping that he wasn't imaging things.
"Thank you." Remus continued to make their lunch quietly. Sirius smiled.
"How many times most I remind you. Call me Sirius." Remus chucked quietly, taking up a basket.
"I thought we could have a little picnic."
"That sounds nice."
"Sirius! Sirius!" Queen Melinda ran in, out of breath, grabbing her son by the arm. "Sirius, for the wedding-,"
"Wedding? What wedding?"
"For you and Narcissa!"
"Mother, we are not getting married!"
"Oh…" She sniffed and looked at Sirius sadly. He sighed and took Remus' hand.
"Come, let's eat."
"Now what do I do about that twelve layer cake!?"
Remus happily ate his grapes and gulped down his cider. This was a feast compared to what he was used to eating. "Slow down or you will choke." Sirius chuckled. Remus swallowed down more grapes and smiled. He then began to stare at Sirius' hair. He had never took notice to how long it was, or how beautiful. "Is something wrong?" Sirius asked, looking over at his shoulder. "Is there a spider on me?" Remus snickered.
"No, I was just looking at your hair…it's long." He was praying to God that Sirius hadn't noticed him blushing.
"Oh, well, my mother says, 'long hair attracts pretty girls!'" Sirius used a shrill voice to imitate his mother and chuckled.
"Or attract servants…" Remus mumbled, taking a bite of his bread.
"Hm? Did you say something?"
"Nothing-so, have you met any girl worth liking?" Sirius snorted.
"No. They all either want my money, want the title of princess or both-which is most likely the case."
"They cannot all be like that."
"Trust me, they are. I wonder what my mother will do once I meet every maiden in the kingdom-I think by then she will be desperate for me to marry-she might make me meet every eligible man!" Sirius began laugh. Remus could only stare.
During the next four days, Lucius met and fell in love with Narcissa; they were a perfect match after all. Lily's parents thought Lily would be heartbroken-they were heartbroken. But they were back in good spirits once James proposed to her. The whole castle was in frenzy about it. Queen Melinda became obsessed with their wedding, (and that she had something to do with her twelve layer cake). She even began to put off finding maidens for Sirius to meet, which he was extremely happy about, not only him, but so was Remus.
Sirius would now spend time with him. He would just sit and talk to him while he worked. They were really getting to know each other better, another thing Remus was happy about. They were becoming the best of friends.
Remus came to the conclusion that he couldn't have fallen for Sirius. He thought his feelings must be for some logical reason; perhaps it was the fact that Sirius was a prince and he had never had a friendship-or ever thought he would-with royalty. But if he felt this way, then why would he blush whenever Sirius smiled at him? Or thought about that comment that Sirius had made about his eyes? Was it because all these smiles and comments came from a prince or was it something more? "Could I really be falling in lov…No…" Remus would often think to himself. "Besides, he is a prince…and I am just a servant. Just as Lily had said, the queen would never accept it."
"Good evening, Remus!" Remus jumped.
"Good evening, pri-Sirius." Sirius took a seat on the steps near by and held out an apple for Remus. "No, thank you." He smiled.
"Alright." Sirius took a big bite out of it. "Lily and James have decided to set their wedding for the summer time."
"I am glad that they are so happy." Sirius nodded.
"Sirius! Sirius, come here, dear!"
"Yes mother!" Sirius stood and brushed himself off. "I apologize, Remus."
"It's all right." Sirius smiled and rushed downstairs. Remus sighed.
"In love…" He thought once more. "It couldn't be." Remus decided to shrug it off and continued with his work.
But Remus couldn't shrug this off, no matter how hard he tried. As the days wore on, he began to take more notice of Sirius. Even to the smallest things, such as the way he walked with this rare grace. How he loved the sound of his voice whenever he would call to him or greet him. Every time Sirius would smile at him, he would become nervous and blush. He was happy whenever he saw Sirius and loved the fact that Sirius would spend his time with him. "And so here it is," Remus thought to himself one night. "I love him." Remus turned to his side to look out the window. The moon would soon be full. With a sigh, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of his prince.