Disclaimer: I bow down to J.K. Rowling.
Summary: Read the first chapter, lazy one.
Note: I'm so sorry for not updating you guys. I started school yesterday and it put me in a bad mood. All my inspiration was snatched away! Well, anyways, thank you all for the great reviews and I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter. Since I didn't update in awhile, I'm putting up the third (and final) chapter up as well. This chapter is kinda boring, so bear with me.
Chapter Two
~~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius awoke early the next morning. The sun was just dawning over the horizon. He pulled back the curtains of his four-poster and looked around him. He could hear Peter snoring from across the room, and James stirring under his sheets. He looked in next to him, where Remus was sleeping. He never closed his curtains. He told Sirius he preferred the sun shining down on him when he woke up every morning.
That was why Sirius loved him. Everything about him; the way he never took life seriously, the way he always knew he knew everything, his smile, his eyes, his hair...
But Sirius could never tell him that. Though last night, something had come over him. He had loved Remus for the past two years, and never told anyone. He never wanted to jeopardize the relationship between the two of them. He knew Remus probably hated him now, catching him off guard. But then again, why had he kissed him back?
Sirius took a long, hot shower, thinking to himself, and remembering the kiss last night. It was the greatest feeling, the thing he wanted for years. He got dressed and went down to breakfast. The Great Hall was nearly empty, except for the Professors, and a few Prefects. He sat down at his usual spot at the table, waiting patiently for food to appear on his plate. The Great Hall started filling up with students over the next hour. Sirius was almost dreading the time when Remus was going to enter. He couldn't imagine talking to him like normal again, not after last night.
He felt a slap on his back, and turned in next to him to see James sitting down. "Hey mate," He said. "What're you doing up at this time? We usually need to pull you out of bed," Sirius shrugged. "Nice night for sleeping, I suppose," He said, smirking. He looked to the entrance, where he saw Remus and Peter walking in, looking at each others homework. Sirius choked on the orange juice he was drinking. "You okay, Padfoot?" James asked as he stuffed his mouth with pancakes. He only nodded in reply, all of a sudden feeling queasy as Remus sat across from him. He was still talking with Peter, who sat down afterwards. "I can't believe you didn't finish your homework," Peter said as he handed Remus his Transfiguration essay. "You of all people, Moony." Remus only shrugged. He looked up at Sirius and met his eyes, but he looked down quickly.
They finished breakfast and headed to their first class, which was Charms. Sirius let the three of them go up first, leaving him some more time to think to himself, before facing Remus yet again. He got to the Charms class just in time, a minute before it would start. He entered the class and looked for James, the one he would usually sit with. Though James was sitting with Lily Evans today, and he seemed more content then usual. He looked for Peter, who was sitting in next to a boy from Ravenclaw. 'Oh no...' Sirius thought to himself, as his eyes scanned the desks. Remus was sitting at the end, his head buried in a text book. He was alone, and there were no other seats available. Sirius sighed, and began walking slowly to the back of the room, his heart pounding harder and harder at every step he took. After what felt like a mile, he reached the desk. Remus looked up at him and smiled weakly before returning to what he was reading. Sirius sat down reluctantly, and laid his books and unfinished homework in front of him.
"Sirius," Remus said quietly. Sirius shot his head around to face him. 'Yes, he's going to talk to me...' he thought, trying his best not to smile. "Your ink bottle, it's leaking," Sirius looked down below the table to see his small ink bottle had fallen over, just missing his foot. "Damn it," He muttered, partly angry because he had made such a mess, and because Remus didn't want to have a regular conversation with him.
The rest of the class went by slowly, the two of them not speaking at all. Sirius left the room, almost certain he was going to throw up after that experience, when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around, to see Remus standing there, blushing furiously. "Er...hi," Sirius said in a rather high pitched voice. "Look, about last night..." Remus began, turning scarlet by the second. "What-why-"
"About that," Sirius began, acting calm, though he could hear his own heart pounding against his chest. "I was half asleep, you know? In fact, I can hardly remember a thing-" Remus nodded, and looked down. "Oh, right," He said. "I'm sorry if I-" "No, it's okay, forget it," The two only nodded awkwardly at each other. "Let's go to Transfiguration, I guess." Remus said. They walked to class together silently, Sirius wishing he could take back everything he said. He did love Remus, he did mean to kiss him, and he had the odd feeling that he felt the same.
A/N: Okay, that chapter was stupid and short, so onward to the next chapter...
Summary: Read the first chapter, lazy one.
Note: I'm so sorry for not updating you guys. I started school yesterday and it put me in a bad mood. All my inspiration was snatched away! Well, anyways, thank you all for the great reviews and I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter. Since I didn't update in awhile, I'm putting up the third (and final) chapter up as well. This chapter is kinda boring, so bear with me.
Chapter Two
~~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius awoke early the next morning. The sun was just dawning over the horizon. He pulled back the curtains of his four-poster and looked around him. He could hear Peter snoring from across the room, and James stirring under his sheets. He looked in next to him, where Remus was sleeping. He never closed his curtains. He told Sirius he preferred the sun shining down on him when he woke up every morning.
That was why Sirius loved him. Everything about him; the way he never took life seriously, the way he always knew he knew everything, his smile, his eyes, his hair...
But Sirius could never tell him that. Though last night, something had come over him. He had loved Remus for the past two years, and never told anyone. He never wanted to jeopardize the relationship between the two of them. He knew Remus probably hated him now, catching him off guard. But then again, why had he kissed him back?
Sirius took a long, hot shower, thinking to himself, and remembering the kiss last night. It was the greatest feeling, the thing he wanted for years. He got dressed and went down to breakfast. The Great Hall was nearly empty, except for the Professors, and a few Prefects. He sat down at his usual spot at the table, waiting patiently for food to appear on his plate. The Great Hall started filling up with students over the next hour. Sirius was almost dreading the time when Remus was going to enter. He couldn't imagine talking to him like normal again, not after last night.
He felt a slap on his back, and turned in next to him to see James sitting down. "Hey mate," He said. "What're you doing up at this time? We usually need to pull you out of bed," Sirius shrugged. "Nice night for sleeping, I suppose," He said, smirking. He looked to the entrance, where he saw Remus and Peter walking in, looking at each others homework. Sirius choked on the orange juice he was drinking. "You okay, Padfoot?" James asked as he stuffed his mouth with pancakes. He only nodded in reply, all of a sudden feeling queasy as Remus sat across from him. He was still talking with Peter, who sat down afterwards. "I can't believe you didn't finish your homework," Peter said as he handed Remus his Transfiguration essay. "You of all people, Moony." Remus only shrugged. He looked up at Sirius and met his eyes, but he looked down quickly.
They finished breakfast and headed to their first class, which was Charms. Sirius let the three of them go up first, leaving him some more time to think to himself, before facing Remus yet again. He got to the Charms class just in time, a minute before it would start. He entered the class and looked for James, the one he would usually sit with. Though James was sitting with Lily Evans today, and he seemed more content then usual. He looked for Peter, who was sitting in next to a boy from Ravenclaw. 'Oh no...' Sirius thought to himself, as his eyes scanned the desks. Remus was sitting at the end, his head buried in a text book. He was alone, and there were no other seats available. Sirius sighed, and began walking slowly to the back of the room, his heart pounding harder and harder at every step he took. After what felt like a mile, he reached the desk. Remus looked up at him and smiled weakly before returning to what he was reading. Sirius sat down reluctantly, and laid his books and unfinished homework in front of him.
"Sirius," Remus said quietly. Sirius shot his head around to face him. 'Yes, he's going to talk to me...' he thought, trying his best not to smile. "Your ink bottle, it's leaking," Sirius looked down below the table to see his small ink bottle had fallen over, just missing his foot. "Damn it," He muttered, partly angry because he had made such a mess, and because Remus didn't want to have a regular conversation with him.
The rest of the class went by slowly, the two of them not speaking at all. Sirius left the room, almost certain he was going to throw up after that experience, when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around, to see Remus standing there, blushing furiously. "Er...hi," Sirius said in a rather high pitched voice. "Look, about last night..." Remus began, turning scarlet by the second. "What-why-"
"About that," Sirius began, acting calm, though he could hear his own heart pounding against his chest. "I was half asleep, you know? In fact, I can hardly remember a thing-" Remus nodded, and looked down. "Oh, right," He said. "I'm sorry if I-" "No, it's okay, forget it," The two only nodded awkwardly at each other. "Let's go to Transfiguration, I guess." Remus said. They walked to class together silently, Sirius wishing he could take back everything he said. He did love Remus, he did mean to kiss him, and he had the odd feeling that he felt the same.
A/N: Okay, that chapter was stupid and short, so onward to the next chapter...
