Hey soz no post so long exams...exams..assignments assignments... I hate them all! Die to all of them! zMm-kay the ever-so exciting next instalment of Flaming ice! ^^ There will be some action! –sneaky grin- ahh. The mysteries of full grown men's minds... How I enjoy toying with them –Grin widens- HEhehe... hope you enjoy! Once again rather short but I have excuses! EXAAMS! ARGH!.... Nyes. Well. Enjoy!

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Crap to be crapped:

Dedicated to Lan who pestered me into writing this chap and is currently pestering me to join netball in which you wear skirts mid thigh high...

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue.

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Chapter Three: Uncovering

A slender face glowed in the pale moonlight streaming into the dark room. The slender face was shining with sweat, and confusion lingered in the tense atmosphere. "Could it be that I, Lord Voldemort, am in love? With Sirius Black? Is...is there a curse upon this wretched body?" He questioned into the darkness. Never has he experienced these types of dreams, this type of feeling. As much as it felt wrong, probably was wrong, and unwanted, it felt so...good. He wanted to reject these emotions, but they lingered, circling his dark mind.

**outside**

Wormtail's ear was pressed against the cold metal of his master's door, listening intently to every word. His heart pounded against his cold chest, horror sinking into his flabby, repulsive body. His master in love with that thing? *A/n well it's not like you're not a THING too...* He had always loved his master. He loved serving him. But after all he had tried to do, his master... loves some one else...

How could such a simple emotion be so hard?

**Back with Voldy-poo**

His hands slid through his dirty raven-black hair as his heart raced. He gripped his head in horror as the meaning of his thoughts sank into his very being. "Shit, this is just wrong!" Tom cried in anger. He stumbled out of his bed into the vast darkness, groping his way toward his door. "I must find that mutt... I will get to the bottom of this..." he muttered under his breath as he pushed against the cold metal of his door – right into Wormtail's face.

"Wormtail, you snivelling worthless piece of vermin! What the fuck are you doing here? Get lost!" He roared, his anger getting the better of him. Voldemort's footsteps echoed down a cavernous hall, ricocheting off the walls into his ears. Finally, he reached where he was aiming for, and raised his hands to open the door. But his hand lingered in midair hesitantly, but then travelled forward to complete the task. Light filtered into the room where Sirius lay, adding an ethereal sheen to everything in sight. "Black!" Tom spat with disgust. "Get up!" But Sirius didn't even stir. Flaring his nostrils, he reached into the depths of his grimy pocket and pulled out his wand. "Disslumbarus!" (A/N gay, I know.. Don't ask..) He cried, a light blue light erupting from his wand. Sirius's body leapt up from the tangled bed sheets, landing on his feet with an unwelcome thump. "Black!" Tom spat again, venom emitting from his eyes at a powerful rate. "Tell me. Did you dream--?"

"About the forest? Yes. About you kissing me? Yes, also," Sirius butted in answering all of his questions. At those words, a strange sensation filled Tom at this moment, creating a warm glow to spread through his body. What is this? He thought. For the first time, he felt scared.

For the first time, he was confused. For the first time, he realised...

...He was in love.

His cold, frozen heart began to truly beat again, as he felt these emotions. He... he is in love. He never thought such a rare emotion, such a simple, useless emotion could be his.

Sirius glared into Tom's eyes, searching for what could be going on in his mind at the moment. For the first time, he noticed a faint glow in his eyes, like a sign of life finally returning to a dead body. Could it be that he *is* a human? Sirius thought.

Tom cocked his head to a side, tasting Sirius's confusion. An elegant eyebrow arched slightly as a face of tranquillity suddenly blanketed his counterpart's features.

A lengthy moment of silence of contemplation passed between the two men, until Tom closed the long distance between them, and kissed.

Yes, kissed. Their lips met with such a sultry sweetness that it clouded the two grown men's minds, blocking other intruding thoughts reminding them of the wrongness of the moment. Their tongues battled against each other, each trying to suck the life out of one another. Voldemort gripped Sirius's shaggy, unkempt hair, closing his eyes in shock and in pleasure. Sirius's hands travelled down Tom's slim, built figure, resting on the clasp of his cloak. He gasped as he felt Tom's erection pressing against his thigh, a smile playing on his lips. He began to kiss his neck, moving lower and lower, until he heard a grunt.

He and Tom snapped out of their sensual trance, looking at each other with a pinkish tinge to their face. Sirius, finally happy to be in love, raised his hands to touch his new lover's face, when a warm hand stopped him. Voldemort's hands are...warm... Sirius thought to himself.

This warm hand took his and held it tight, as he heard words whispered to him.

"Thank you for helping me discover such a beauty for me, with me...Sirius..."

I've been searching for you [all my life]

So glad I found you boy

I've been feeling for you

I'm so happy baby

~Happy by Ashanti

Bwahahahha.. I thoroughly enjoyed writing that ^^ I assure you, I did... At least I didn't leave a cliffy... if I did, this chapter would be really short... OMG i really stuffed this story up. Especially the end bit. So rushed but i was looking forward to some action XD yeah well who agrees this sucks?? -all hands raise- well there you go. Yeah, well anyway.. plz review this short chapter.. I promise you a long chapter... probably the last one ^^ yeah. Well... then... –rubs tired eyes- Bye! Me off to sleep now ^^ Review~