Chapter 3, tickling and wrestling on the kitchen floor

It was 6 a.m. in the morning. Harry had just woken up from his dream, the same dream he has had three nights now. The dream would not leave him alone. It had begun after the hug Remus had given him. Now Harry was thinking about it all the time. The more he told himself not to think about it, the more he did. In the dream he and Remus were sitting in the sofa by the fire. Remus was leaning in to kiss Harry before he woke up. Because of the dreams, Harry had a hard time being in the same room as him, so he had avoided them both for three days now. The time was now 6.10, it would be safe to go down and have breakfast, and both Sirius and Remus would often sleep to 8 at least. He tried to make his steps down the stairs as slow and careful as possible so not to wake them up. But when he came into the kitchen the lights were on and Remus was sitting by the table.

"Good morning Harry, you couldn't sleep?"

"Yeah I had a nightmare". He wouldn't look Remus in the eyes.

"Something you wanna talk about?"

"Not really..." Harry felt his cheeks getting warmer. He could not talk with anyone about this dream.

He couldn't leave the room now, that would be weird and rude. Besides he was very hungry. He made himself a sandwich and sat down next to Remus. Everything was going just fine. I can handle this Harry thought. That was until Remus spoke again.

"I heard you, you know, when I was walking past your room earlier this morning. You were moaning and talking in your sleep".

Oh no! Harry had no idea what he might have said in his sleep!

"It seemed like you were having an important conversation with someone..." He put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "You know that if there is anything you would like to talk about I'm here for you..."

"Yes of course..." Harry said looking more at the bowl of sugar than at Remus.

Please Remus let me know if you really meant something more with that hug!

It was as if Remus had read his mind when he began stroking Harry's hair with his hand. Harry did not want him to stop.

Say something you idiot

"Um I, um..."

Remus removed his hand.

"I'm sorry Harry, was I making you feel uncomfortable?"

Fuck I'm an idiot!

"No, no you weren't. It's me, I'm not used to being hugged and being comforted".

Nice save!

Remus was smiling again.

"I know what you mean, people don't often touch me either because of my, you know, condition..."

Yes Harry knew about Remus being a werewolf, but it didn't bother him at all.

"I don't mind that you're a werewolf..."

Nice going Harry, it sounds like you're hitting on him!

Remus had a curious look on his face, so you don't mind do you, he thought. He made a quick decision to move forward with his plans. He put a finger in Harry's side and began tickling him, Harry was squirming with laughter.

"Oh Harry is ticklish!" Remus said laughing.

They fell to the floor, both laughing. They went from tickling to wrestling. After years of quidditch practice Harry had developed strong leg muscles. Now he was on top and Remus lay flat on his back on the floor.

"Do you surrender?"

"Nope, never" Remus replied him laughing.

This was a totally innocent situation until Remus put his hands on Harry's back and pulled him closer. Harry was looking straight into those hazel eyes, he could feel Remus's breath in his face. This wasn't a game anymore, this was the real thing. There was no doubt about Remus's intention and Harry did nothing to stop this. He wanted to be this near. Remus was trailing his hands up and down Harry's back.

"So you don't mind that I'm a werewolf..." it was not a question.

Think of something smart to say, think of something smart!

Harry was trying to come up with something smart to say, but what do you say when you're in this situation with a man that happens to be your former professor? One of Remus's hands was going back up his spine and stopped when it reached Harry's neck. He played with his fingers in Harry's hair.

"I need you to be honest Harry, why have you been avoiding me and Sirius these last couple of days?"

What? Why was he asking this? Was it that obvious that he had avoided them?

"I have been thinking about a lot of things lately, I needed some time on my own..."

"Good, I thought it was something Sirius or I had said or done".

Remus rolled them over so he got on top. He rose from the floor and helped Harry up.

"Sirius is probably awake now, so I'll make him breakfast too".

While they were waiting for Sirius to come down they talked about Hogwart's stuff and quidditch, just smalltalk. Sirius entered the kitchen and yawned wide.

"Oh the sleeping beauty has finally awoken" Remus said smirking at Sirius.

"Yeah, but no prince came to kiss me though" he replied.

Harry's mind was so full of thoughts now so he thought it was going to explode! A few minutes age ha and Remus had been intimate. Suddenly Remus was standing up like nothing had happened. Remus was playing with him! And Sirius probably doesn't know...

How wrong Harry was, Sirius knew all right. He encouraged it.

Remus had seen the disappointed look on Harry's face. I'll make it up to him tonight, then he won't be able to doubt my intentions...

Well, well, thank you for your nice reviews...it's one of those things I look forward to :) I have now changed the way they talk in my story I hope you find it easier now finding out who's saying what now that I have quotation marks...:D