Disclaimer: Harry Potter is property of J.K. Rowling. Space Oddity is property if David Bowie.

A/N: I wasn't planning on writing a sequel but this plot bunny attacked me while I was listening to Space Oddity. There are going to be more chapter but I don't know how many yet. And again, many thanks to my beta-reader Nessa.

PRESENT

"You don't mind if I listen to some old music do you, Harry?" Remus asked.

"'Course not, Remus," Harry replied happily. It was the summer after fifth year and he was still in a depression over Sirius's death. However he was slowly coming out of it with Remus's help. He had been shocked when Remus had shown up at the Dursleys, inquiring if he wanted to go to Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Remus had said he finally received permission from Dumbledore to let Harry leave the Dursleys. He had argued the point that Grimmauld Place probably had more protection than Privet Drive could give. It more than likely wasn't true but Dumbledore seemed to be trying to make up for keeping so many things from Harry.

As Harry's mind was brought back to the present he heard a song that Remus hadn't yet played. Remus had been playing David Bowie since they had arrived. When Harry had asked about it Remus had just said he was reminiscing. Harry always listened closely to the lyrics to try and find out what Remus was remembering but he hadn't been successful yet as to what. As with all the others he listened to this song closely...

"Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on..."

Harry looked over at Remus and frowned quizzically when he saw Remus crying softly. He waited until the song was over and it went on repeat. He walked over to Remus and pulled him into his arms. Surprisingly, he went willingly and rested his head on Harry's shoulder.

"What is it, Remus?" Harry asked softly. He was worried about the man. He had cried in front of him many times but Remus had always chosen to do that in private.

"I'm remembering Sirius. You know we were together. We were listening to this song when we told eachother about our feelings. It was also the start of me liking David Bowie," Remus replied.

Harry smiled softly. Remus had told him of their relationship the first day they had gotten to Grimmauld Place. They had been talking over dinner and suddenly Remus had run from the table. Later Remus had come into his room and explained that he had just been wishing Sirius could be there. He had then explained their relationship.

"Could you tell me about some of your times together?" Harry asked. "It might help you to get some peace if you say it out loud. I know talking to you about everything has really helped me."

"I'll try," Remus replied. "I'm worried though - that I'll break down."

"You might need to Remus," Harry stated.

"That's a good point I guess. I'll start with the morning after we got together..."

PAST

Remus already hated eyeliner. When he tried to put it on his hands would shake and it would just be a messy, jagged line. He had already washed it off five times. He would have asked Sirius to put it on for him but he was asleep. He looked so peaceful when he slept that Remus had always hated to wake him up. So he was trying for the sixth time to put the eyeliner on so he could get to breakfast early. He wished Sirius would just wake up. Remus sighed heavily and stepped from the bathroom and into the dormitory. He stared at Sirius's sleeping form for a while longer. He wanted to watch the gentle rise of Sirius's chest as he breathed softly. Wanted to watch his eyes crazily fluttering under his eyelids. Wanted to look at the shadows created from his eyelashes lying gently against his cheeks.

Finally he wanted to actually see his eyes so he bent over him and gently started kissing him. Though he was trying to wake him up he was slightly shocked when he immediately felt Sirius's tongue slip past his lips. They kissed gently. This was much gentler than it had been last night. Last night they had been desperate to taste each other for the first time. This time they had already tasted each other so they just got to savor it. They finally pulled away when they were in need of oxygen.

Sirius hummed in pleasure and said, "You've already brushed your teeth."

Remus grimaced and said, "Yes, and you haven't."

Sirius smiled and replied, "Well, now that I've had that wonderful kiss I'm going back to bed."

"Oh no you don't! You need to help me with that blasted eyeliner," Remus stated. "I've had to wash it off five times already so you are going to help me."

Sirius got up and said, "All right." He then pushed Remus into the bathroom and picked up the eyeliner. He deftly put it on Remus and paused as he was about to pull away.

Remus looked at him inquiringly and asked, "What is it?"

Sirius looked at him in wonder and said, "Your eyes. They look like...well, like nothing I've ever seen before. They're amber and yet they just have so many colors added to that...like when you get angry they turn more yellowish...and they're just amazing."
Remus just looked down and blushed. Sirius smiled softly at him. He sighed lovingly and said, "Also, that blush. You seem so shy and yet it's like you know exactly what you do to me.

Remus did. When he blushed or looked at Sirius he could already tell that his heart beat faster and that his blood rushed to one particular part of his body. He could feel it when Sirius brought him close. He didn't really understand why Sirius felt that way but he knew that he did. Remus, instead of saying this just grinned at him and slowly started kissing him...

PRESENT

"...After that day though he couldn't get me to sport anymore of his style but I did keep listening to his music. Especially David Bowie. And I also kept wearing the eyeliner for him."

Harry smiled happily and said, "You two loved each other even then didn't you?"

Remus smiled back and replied, "Yes. I guess we did. Of course we didn't know that at the time."

"So, did it help to talk about it?" Harry inquired.

"Yes it did. But I'm tired so I believe we should save some other memories for tomorrow."

Harry pouted and said, "But I'm so comfortable." Somehow during Remus's memory they had switched positions and Remus was now holding Harry. Harry was happy in the man's embrace. He was slowly turning into the father figure that Harry had never really had. Most of Sirius's "fathering" had come from letters. Though he still loved Sirius he now had Remus to be a father figure to him and to be affectionate with him.
Remus smiled at Harry's pout and said, "We can stay like this a while longer but we will have to go to bed soon."

They never got to bed though. They eventually just fell asleep curled up around each other, Harry seeming to be young again.