Title: Just for Tonight

Author: Mad Amecom PTE

Email: mad_amecom_pte@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, locations, or anything that has to do with Harry Potter. I wish I did though...

Notes: Second chapter! I left a bunch of the original stuff in here. Thanks to RikuNghts, Hannio, SiriuslyRemus, Gypsy Lupin-Black, and Gold Silk for reviewing! And to 'the counter', I know who you are!! Hah. Actually, yeah, I understand that my fic may not seem original to you, but R/S is my one true (and now only) pairing and I always wanted to right a fic about them. So I did. And it sucked. So now I'm fixing it up. Sorry if you don't like it, Zoe. Anyway, please keep reviewing and I'll keep on writing- er, revising. ^^;;

"What was that, Sirius?" Remus asked inattentively. Sirius shook his head and looked out the window into the misty sky lighted by the moon. His shoulder length black hair looked a sharp navy blue in the shimmering moonlight and his dark eyes seemed full of depth and softness. He let out yet another deep sigh and glanced at Remus. His mouth was slightly parted and his cheeks were tainted a slight pink colour.


"Moony? Why you starin' at me like that?" Sirius questioned him. He quickly snapped out of the trance to answer the question.


"I was staring? I'm sorry, I was, um, I was..." He started blushing more furiously as he stammered and stumbled for an excuse.


'That look... I'd know that look anywhere. It's the way those little girls stare at me. Does Remus... fancy me?' Sirius's eyes widened as he pondered and he turned away from the blushing lad. His eyes widened momentarily in realization, but he quickly blinked the thought out. 'Ugh. What's wrong with me? Rem isn't gay.' Coming back to reality, he saw Remus had shut the drapings around his bed and yelled a quick "'Night." before Sirius could question him further. Sirius cocked his towards James, "Did you see that?"


"See what?" James yawned, whilst placing his thick-rimmed glasses on the nightstand.


"The way Rem looked at me, James! You didn't see it?! It was like he was..." he lowered his voice, "Fascinated with me o-or something! You know, it's that look the girls give me!"

"REALLY?" James asked excitedly.


"Shut up!" Peter yelled from his bed, "Some of us are trying to get some sleep!" Sirius ran over the Peter's bedside.


"Did you see it, Pete? The way Rem looked at me? Did you?" Sirius whispered (a bit louder than intended) as he grabbed the collar around Peter's bloated neck.


"What are you talking about, you lunatic? Do you think Remus likes you or something?" he interrogated pulling away from Sirius.


"Well... I was just-"


"'Cause that's just plain nasty! Ugh... guys liking other guys... what a cartload of sickos they are." Peter scoffed. "Remus isn't like that. Now I'm going to sleep whether you wanna keep talking about homos or not." He pulled the draping around his bed shut and made a 'humph' sound.


"Jeez, good night to you, too. Talk about homophobia..." James said, obviously annoyed at Peter's outburst. "Anyways, did he really look at you like that, Padfoot?" Sirius crawled away from Peter's bedside and back next to James and paused before nodding. "Maybe you should ask him about it." Sirius frowned at his notion, but James just hopped onto his bed and laid his head down on his pillow. "Whatever you wanna do, mate. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."


"Yea... 'Night, Prongs."


Sirius didn't- no, couldn't sleep. He sat on his bed, curtains closed, pondering. No one knew his secret that he'd been keeping for almost a year. He had a crush on Remus. He had only realized it last year during Christmas vacation, when they all found out Rem's mother had to be hospitalised after she slit her wrists when she found out her husband was seeing another woman. Sirius had found him sitting in the common room, staring blankly into the fireplace while the Christmas feast was going on. "Remus? Are you... going to be alright?" Sirius had asked him as his put a hand on his face that had been totally drained of any colour. Remus merely turned and tilted his head towards Sirius and he grinned. Tears started to stream down his face, but he didn't remove of his smile even when he started choking the pain. Sirius pulled the sobbing boy close and slipped his arms around his shoulders to comfort him. Neither of them said anything. Both sat in front of the dimming fire taking in each other's presence. Nothing was ever mentioned of that day, not even between the two.


"Friend." Sirius spat into his pillow. He had never loathed such a word in his life. Sirius was truly happy with having Remus as his best friend, but it made him depressed when he was titled Remus's 'friend'. His 'chum'. His 'pal'. It was a constant reminder that that's all they would ever be. Friends. And nothing more. Sirius couldn't handle knowing that. He longed to touch those pale, soft lips and embrace them with his own. He longed to caress the small boy's bare back while they lie together in each other's arms. He longed to taste every inch of his salty, smooth skin. Most of all, Sirius wanted Remus's love and devotion in return. He knew he'd never be truly happy without a mutual relationship.

Sirius groaned into his pillow as his heart sank at these thoughts. He pulled his bed curtains open slowly and spied around the room. Peter was snoring, James was muttering something in his sleep about the girl's lavatory, and there was Remus's bed.

Sirius could hear him drawing in slow, deep breaths. He tiptoed over to the closed drapings and slowly parted them. He almost gasped out loud at the elegant beauty sleeping in front him. The sheet-covered chest slowly rose up and down in a definite rhythm, reassuring Sirius he was in a deep state of sleep. He looked Remus's porcelain face. His cheeks were the same colour they were when Sirius caught him staring, and his lips were the same shade. Sirius stared at the barely moving lips and got an idea. '...He'll never know,' he thought to himself, 'I'll be the only one...' He sat on the bed and lowered his head to the pale, soft lips that he had always dreamt about. Sirius stared into Remus's face, only mere centimetres. And then Remus's eyes parted, ever so slightly. Sirius froze. His eyes widened and his pupils contracted. 'SHIIIT!!!' he screamed mentally. Remus merely yawned.


"Sirius... hah hah." The half-asleep boy slid his arms around the panicking Sirius and pulled him into his chest. "Back to sleep..." Remus yawned and fell back into a deep slumber. And there was Sirius stuck Remus's arms. He panicked. How would James and Peter take it when they found- wait, how would REMUS take it when he found Sirius asleep in his arms?! He calmed a bit and slowly began to realized exactly where he was. He was exactly where he's wanted to be since last Christmas. He thought about it for a moment and pulled one arm from Remus's embrace and closed the curtains.


"Just for tonight."