This is an account of Remus' last week at Hogwarts- so it's a bit of a sad chappie *author begins to weep*.

Warning: so sweet you may get toothache. So sad you may cry. There is a definite health risk involved with this much fluff and angst.

~Sirius' POV, Monday 22nd November~

            "Sirius, love, lessons start in twenty minutes. Now is not a good time to decide you want to paint my toenails!"

            I push him roughly onto my bed. "Sit," I command. He sits obediently.

            "What colour?" I ask him.

            Surveying the colours (dark blue, emerald green, purple, black and maroon) he hesitatingly picks up the blue bottle and hands it to me.

            "In ten minutes time, monsieur, your toe nails will be painted with chip-proof, long-lasting, quick-drying, scented, sparkling nail polish."

            He looks at me suspiciously. "Scented?"

            "Yes," I reply, as I set to work on Remus' left foot. Then I carefully paint one strip down the centre and one down either side of each toenail.

            "Why are you using nail polish anyway? When you were in the hospital ward you were charming your nails different colours."

            I smile sheepishly at him. "It was funny that. You see whatever colour I painted my nails, they always turned pink after a couple of hours."

            "Pink too girly for you? Lady Sirius…" he teases.

            I growl at him again.

            He pouts. "That's not very nice behaviour…"

            "Grrrrr!!!" I pounce on the werewolf, wrestle him down until I'm sat on top of him, and hold the nail polish brush, with a drop of polish about to drip off it, just above his head. "We've been over this, darling. I'm the man in this relationship. I do the teasing, savvy?"

            Remus lies placidly beneath me and I feel something stir in the pit of my stomach as I realise just how much he would let me do if I just asked. So innocent and sweet…

            Remus pushes me off him, springs up with lightning speed and pushing me to the bed, pins me down. "I'm the man in the relationship, dearest and if you ever want reminding I shall tell you three words: 'Glam Rock Highwayman'."

He does an excellent impression of myself. "I'm your boyfriend. I'm allowed to tease you, savvy?"

           

~Tuesday 23rd November~

            "Ouch… God!" I'm trying to put on my robes but the aching in my left arm is not helping.

I can't deny that it hurt. Okay, 'hurt' is an understatement. I'm scared of needles and it was bloody agony. I would have used magic, but wizards don't really go in for tattoos…

            "Where the hell have you been?" cries Remus entering the dormitory and looking angry.

            "What's up? I've only been gone a couple of hours."

            "You didn't show up for dinner," he says and then his face softens. "Oh, Sirius, you think I'm being stupid, don't you?"

            "No," I say, pulling him toward me and kissing the soft hair round his temple.   

            Remus sighs and leans into my embrace so that I wrap him in my arms. "It's just that we've only got three days left and I don't want us to spend a moment apart," he says softly.

            Whenever he mentions leaving my heart melts and tears prickle my vision. I don't think anybody has ever been as madly in love with another person as I am with Remus. What am I going to do without him?

            "I love you," murmurs Remus and I can feel his warm breath against my neck.

            "Friday isn't the end, you know? We're going to live forever, Moony and that means we're going to love forever too."

            There's a long pause as Remus considers my words. "Of course we're going to live forever. You're perfectly right," he says eventually.

            "Good. What time is it?"

            "Ten"

            "Right. So James and Peter won't be up here for a while yet. I've got something to show you."

            "Yes?"

            I end our embrace and start to role up the left sleeve of my purple robes.

            "No!" cries Remus suddenly, his kohl-lines eyes opening extremely wide.

            "What?" I ask, alarmed at his sudden change in behaviour.

            "Not you… Please not you…"says Remus helplessly, reaching in his robes for his wand. Suddenly, I realise what it must look like I'm doing.

            "No, Remus. Listen, it's a tattoo not the Dark Mark! What were you thinking? I'm not a dark wizard!"

            Remus hastily stops rooting for his wand and sits down on the nearest bed, which happens to be James'. "I'm so sorry…" he says shakily.

            "It's alright," I say, feeling slightly shaken myself. "I know the rest of my family are a bit undesirable but- I would never do that, Remus. I'm the one who's sorry. Maybe I should have gotten the tattoo on my right arm!"

            "Let's see it then," says Remus. There's a huge smile of relief across his face.

            I finish rolling up my sleeve and grimacing slightly, I rip off the bandage on the top of my arm. Underneath is a picture of a full moon and a star, and underneath is the letter M in ornate script. "M for 'Moony', of course," I explain.

            Remus grins broadly at me. "Is that permanent?" he asks.

            "There till the day I die," I confirm.

            Remus laughs and pulls my arm toward his so he can examine the tattoo more closely. "Die? But I thought we're going to live forever, Sirius."

~Wednesday 24th November~

            "I'm sorry about the dark mark incident, Sirius," says Remus as we finish lessons for the day.

            "Don't apologise. I know these are dark times and-"

            "But I never should have even suspected you! I should have known you'd never be a Death Eater!"

            I hoist my heavy bag up and leave the Transfiguration classroom with Remus by my side. "God, I have loads of homework," I say to change the subject.

            "I haven't been given any since Monday because I'm leaving, so I'll help you with yours," promises Remus as we walk up a long flight of stairs.

            I laugh. "Hey, I said I had loads of homework; I didn't say I was going to do it!"

            "Sirius!" scolds Remus as we reach the portrait hall. "Purple Haze," he says, frowning at the weird password.

            "It's a Jimi Hendrix song," I explain as we clamber enter the common room. "He's a muggle- great guitarist."

            There are already lots of tired students in the room; some are sitting at the tables to do their homework while others sprawl in the many armchairs. Yet all of them look up as we enter and there are many cheers and not a few playful wolf whistles. Most of Gryffindor (and most of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw too) really seem to have taken Remus and I to their hearts since my concert last week.

"How are the star-crossed lovers?" cries James, coming towards us with Lily by his side.

            "Honestly, James. Don't call us that. We're not Romeo and Juliet!" mumbles Remus, looking slightly embarrassed at all the attention we're getting.

            "I don't know about that. There are certain parallels," I say.

            "Like my family keeping us apart," says Remus, warming to the idea.

            "And I am one hell of a Romeo!"

            "Sirius!"

            I lean down and kiss the still-blushing Remus. There are even more wolf whistles and Lily gives a loud cry of 'Aawwww!'

            Remus looks round at all the people watching us and then, quite bravely, he climbs onto a table and addresses thecommon room. "I presume most of you know that I'm leaving Hogwarts on Friday. I'm going to Beauxbatons in France and what I really want to say is I'm going to miss all of you. I've had the time of my life here and-" Remus breaks off and blinks back tears. "- And I hope to see some of you again someday."

~Potions, Thursday 25th November~

            "WHY AREN'T YOU CONCENTRATING, MR BLACK!!!!!"

            I stop staring at my desk and look up to meet Professor Death's eyes. "I was dreaming about Mr Lupin," I say and grin at Remus. "My boyfriend," I add for good measure.

            "YOU SHALL LISTEN TO WHAT I'M SAYING! YOUR N.E.W.T.S ARE NEXT YEAR AND IF YOU DON'T START TRYING HARDER THEN YOU WILL FAIL YOUR POTIONS EXAM!!!"

            I raise my eyebrows at Remus. "Frankly, Professor, I don't give a damn."

            ~Friday, 26th December~       

            I'm standing at the main entrance to Hogwarts with Remus Lupin. James and Peter have just left us, James looking solemn, Peter weeping openly. This is the end for the Marauders.

            "The taxi will be here in a couple of minutes," says Remus in a croaky voice.

            I have planned what I'm going to say next in advance. "This isn't the end, Remus. You're seventeen and I'll be that age in a week; we've got less that two years of school ahead of us and then we're free to make our own decisions. And I've been wondering if-"

            "I'd love to live with you, Sirius," says Remus earnestly.

            "You would? Honestly?" I ask incredulously. "Oh God, Remus! Do you know you've just made me the happiest glam rock highwayman alive?!"

            He smiles for the first time today and gives me a big hug. As we move apart I see a lime green taxi soaring over the Forbidden Forest. "There's your taxi," I manage to say hoarsely.

            "Oh." Remus and I look away from each other, quite unsure what to say now. "James has your birthday present," says Remus after a while.

            "Thank you," I reply. The taxi lands metres away from us and an impatient driver leans out of the window. "Hurry up, lads," he shouts.

            "I have something else for you but I don't know quite what to say about it," says Remus.

            "Then just give it and don't say anything." My voice is shaking slightly.

            And so Remus kisses me. It's a bit of a frantic kiss, all tongues and hands and hair and warm, salty tears, and I don't think either of us wants it to end. "I love you," Remus says afterwards.

            "I love you too," I reply.

            And then Remus is climbing into the taxi and the driver is loading his trunk into the back. I don't even watch as he flies away, leaving me sad, cold and alone.

            It's only as I reach the castle that I open my hand and gaze intently at the plain gold wedding ring that Remus pressed into my hand while we kissed.