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~~~Glam Rock, Chapter Two~~~

~Sirius' POV, 31st August~

I'm lying in my bed at Hogwarts. It feels wonderful to be back beneath the familiar red sheets. The curtain round my bed isn't drawn- it never is. James likes his privacy and so does Peter, but Remus and I haven't drawn our curtains since third year when we discovered that the pair of us were scared of the dark. That sounds stupid, doesn't it? We're both Gryffindors, renowned for our bravery, and we're afraid of the dark. But with our curtains open and my magic ever-glow light on (buy one they're great!) so that we can see one another, we're no longer afraid.

            I guess that's what I love about Remus (heck, did I say love?) He's so sensitive and yet so brave. He never complains about his werewolf transformations, or the tough schoolwork, and he always has time to spare for other peoples problems. Oh, and he's bloody gorgeous too…

            Here, lying safely in bed under the covers, it's easy to admit that I fancy my best friend (sorry James, you're a great mate as well) but I could never tell Remus. He'd be totally disgusted. No, actually he'd be really understanding about it but he'd never love me back. Unrequited love. Sounds so romantic until you're experiencing it.

            I sit up to watch Remus. His fair hair is fanned out over his pillow and he's snoring gently. The first sunlight of the day is streaming in through the window and gently caressing his sleeping form. He looks so beautiful, like an angel, that I'm rendered speechless by the sight. I love him more than ever before. I love him so much that I can't stand it. My kind, dear, beautiful-

            "Wake up, gentlemen!!!!!" cries James, spoiling the moment. I pretend to be asleep and not watching Remus.

"Wake up, Sirius, you lazy bugger!"

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Double Potions with Professor Death

I spent twenty minutes in the shower just stood under the water. Then I spent the next half hour charming my eyes to an interesting shade of violet (looks good with the black eye liner…) I'm dressed in an electric blue robe (I have a feeling that Dumbledore will not be ecstatic about my choice of uniform) and I've even replaced the silver ring in my ear with a dangling dragon with a sapphire eye.   

And now I'm ten minutes late for Potions and I don't give a damn.

I walk calmly into the Potions dungeon. Everybody is staring at me, including Remus. I notice for just a moment the subtle way in which the flames of the torches mounted on the walls play with his light sandy hair.

"Mr Black! What time do you call this?" says Professor Death (who is a particular sinister female, as tall as me and with limbs as thick as tree trunks).

I shrug. I don't care about Potions.

"I WILL NOT TOLERATE-" Professor Death is yelling at me but I can't bring myself to pay attention. I catch James' eye and notice he's laughing at me. Peter looks anxious and Remus looks- Oh my God! Remus Lupin is looking more stunning every time I see him. I don't know why but something about his gentle smile and soft features captivates me. I can't stop staring. I've really fallen for him, haven't I?

Professor Death interrupts my thoughts. "Would you please care to explain, Mr Black, why you have been staring at Mr Lupin for the past minute?"

Uh-Oh.

"It is not my fault if I am drawn to such a beautiful creature as himself."

Shit. I can't believe I just said that. James is staring at me. Peter is staring at me. Remus looks as if he's about to fall off his chair. Why do I have to be to be such a bloody idiot? Before anybody can say another word, I creep to my place between James and Remus and stare fixedly ahead. I can feel Remus looking at me questioningly but I ignore him. I can answer his questions later- at the same time as I confess that I'm truly, madly, deeply in love with him. I LOVE YOU REMUS LUPIN!  Like I'll ever have the courage to tell him how that!

Then I realise something. I realise that Remus Lupin doesn't like to be made the centre of attention. He likes to blend into the background, to live the quiet life, drink endless cups of tea and listen to classical music. Remus will never love me while I continue to draw attention to myself. While I listen to wizard glam rock and dress in outlandish glittery robes. If I want Remus Lupin, and I do, then I'll have to start turning up to lessons on time, drinking tea instead of extra-strong coffee and listening to Mozart (muggle composers are still the best at classical music). Hell, I'll even stop wearing the eye make up and the earring- no, the earring has to stay… I'm sure Remus won't mind the earring too much. That is if he ever takes a second glance at me.

I reach across Remus to borrow one of Peter's quills. My arm accidentally brushes against Remus'. He trembles at the touch.

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Next chapter: Remus buys himself some new robes, Sirius starts behaving like a model student and somehow ends up piercing Remus' ear… or trying to…