A/N: A new persons POV today. Also a big thanks to reviewers, I love you all. Enjoy!
Remus' POV
I awake to light kisses on my back and shoulders. I lay content for a moment before I say sleepily, "Siri, what are you doing?"
"Waking you up," he replies, "didn't want you to miss the sunrise." I look at the clock and find that the sun will have started its ascent into the sky a few minutes ago. How did I sleep so late? But now I realize that I don't really care.
I turn in his arms to face him and say, "You're my sunrise Sirius, and my sunset; you're the sun." I catch a glimpse of his eyes for only a second before his mouth is on mine.
When we can both breath again he says, "and you're my moon; my Moony." A few kisses later he says, "You know I woke up this early to see a sunrise. Are we going to watch it or not?" I laugh a bit and nod. He slips out first taking one of the bigger blankets with him and slipping on his slippers. He then holds out his arms and instructs me to stand on his feet so that mine won't get cold.
I laugh quietly so as not to wake the other occupants in the room and get onto his feet. "Remus," he says a bit sternly, "you're as light as a feather! You need to eat more!" I'm touched by his concern and I turn to kiss him lightly.
"It's just the way I'm built love," I say calmly, "I can't help being thin anymore than you can help having black hair."
"I could dye my hair," he mumbles but he pursues the subject no further. We shuffle awkwardly across the room to the window and I hop off his feet and into the window seat. He settles in behind me and I lean against him. Together we watch the sun rise slowly over the horizon, occasionally sharing a word or a kiss but mostly just enjoying each others presence and the close contact.
Finally the sun finishes its journey and I sigh. We'll have to move soon. I can already hear the sounds of waking from the others beds. I smile at the wonder behind me one last time, press my lips gently to his, and get up. It's going to be a long day, but with this beginning I think that it might be a good one.
Snapes' POV
I awake to the harsh sound of the alarm clock. I hate that noise, it means that I must leave the warmth of my bed and face the brutality of another day.
My dorm mates are also rising. They are not my friends, merely acquaintances and occasionally allies. Slytherins rarely have friends; they have cronies and allies but not friends. We are a cold and proud house only interested in self gain and little else. We are prejudiced against all who are different: the mudbloods, the half-breeds, the homosexuals, Muggles, and anyone else who does not agree with us. I have been brought up to hate and I follow my upbringing with a great loyalty.
This train of thought brings me to my number one object of hate: Potter and his posse. From the first day of Hogwarts we have been sworn enemies. Black might have been a great Slytherin, he has some of the qualities of one: pure blood and a high standing family. But this Black is different from the rest of his family. He is a Gryffindor, has a strong group of friends, and he is gay.
No one knows this but me, and probably a few others. How do I know? I walked in on him and Lupin snogging yesterday. I then hid behind a statue so that when Black looked out of the door he saw no one. It makes me sick just to think about it. Lupin is another one of Potters gang and I can't stand him either. I always knew that he was strange, but I had no idea he was a bloody queer. Another thing that I know about Lupin that almost no one else does is that he's a werewolf. I can't tell anyone about that because I am sworn to secrecy by the Headmaster, but this is a secret that no one knows I keep.
Ever since last year I have been looking for a way to get revenge on them. Lupin is going to be my target for he is the weakest and he is also the one that I hate the most. It's not that he plays a major part in many of the pranks that the group plays on me, although I know he plays some part. He is normally reading a book of some kind and he gets top grades in almost all of our classes. He is also a werewolf and a homosexual. I feel the need to hurt this bastard more than any of the others. Hurting Lupin will also hurt Black for he seems to like Lupin: a lot.
The best part of this revenge is that they will not be able to get back at me for it. I will tell Lupin that I know about his little secret and use it as blackmail.
I have been preparing a spell for the right occasion for a long time. It is a spell called Living Dreams. The spell has been passed down through generations of pure blood families. I know from his brother that this spell was used on Black often as a child and not in a good way. This will add insult to injury for Black. The spell sends the receiver into a deep sleep that can only be lifted when the dream has finished running its course. While asleep, the caster of the spell controls what happens. Also any physical act that happens to the dreamer in the dream really happens to their body. The only thing that cannot happen is death.
A convenience that I have run across is that the full moon is in two days. The spell that I have created (this involves a potion as well as spoken words) is set to run for three days. He will have to transform under the spell. Another thing that is good is that we have been partnered together for a Muggle Studies project. It is the perfect excuse to see him alone.
One might wonder why I take Muggle Studies as a class when I hate them so much. The answer is simple: it is an easy class that I might need later in life. I don't know if I'll do it yet but there is a Dark Lord rising. Many of my fellow Slytherins have said that he likes his followers to have a bit of knowledge about Muggles so that we can maneuver through them without looking too conspicuous. I don't know if I'll join yet, but it's good to have the experience just in case. So I sit through the incredibly boring class and wait for the bell to ring.
I write a quick note to Lupin asking him to meet me on top of the Astronomy tower tonight at seven o'clock to discuss the project. I have chosen this spot because we will not be disrupted there and I can complete the spell without someone stopping me. I laugh softly to myself as the warm water of the shower runs over me. Contrary to popular belief I do bathe. Revenge will be so sweet.
My day passes in a blur of sweet thoughts of revenge. I barely think as I reverse the hair dying spell that turns my locks neon pink at breakfast. Potter or Black throws one my way at least once a week. I barely even flinch or mumble about incompetent idiots when Pettigrew blows up his fifth cauldron this month. I even smiled at a Ravenclaw first year when she bumped into me in the hallway. My note delivered I go back to the common room to do homework and put the finishing touches on my spell. Seven o'clock can't come soon enough.
Remus' POV
Snape has been acting weird all day. He didn't even snap at James when he dyed his hair pink this morning. He also gave me a note requesting my presence on the top of the Astronomy tower tonight at seven. I thought that the Astronomy tower is a strange place to meet, but when I asked him he said that he didn't want to be seen with me.
It is approaching 6:50 and I stand up. I don't really want to go, but I need good grades in all of my classes to make up for Potions so I must.
"Let me come with you," Sirius pleads for the tenth time in ten minutes. I would love for him to come, but I know that if he does we'll never get any work done. Snape and Sirius will get into a fight and that will be the end of it. I'm also a bit annoyed. I'm not a child who needs protecting; I can take care of myself.
"You can't Sirius," I say gently, "I can take care of myself." He looks at me with pleading eyes. "How about this," I say, "if I don't come back in an hour you can come and get me." He sighs and finally concedes.
I push open the portrait and clamber through the hole. The trip to the tower is uneventful and Snape is already there when I get there. "Snape," I say causally.
"Hello Lupin," he returns icily. Then without warning he swings around and punches me in the face. I fall to the ground and grab for my wand, but he kicks it out of my hand. He puts his foot on my chest to hold me down and sprinkles something on me from a small vial.
"I've always hated you Lupin," he says with a small, harsh laugh, "I want you to pay for all the hell you and you're friends have put me through these last six years." Then he says, "Vivus Coniectura." The world goes black around me and the last thing I hear is laughter and someone saying "pleasant dreams."
Sirius' POV
It's been an hour and ten minutes since Remus left. I'm pacing back and forth across the common room trying to decide whether or not to go after him. Finally I can stand it no longer and say, "I'm going after him. See you all later." With that I dash out of the common room.
I walk quickly through the hall and take the stairs two at a time. When I reach the top of the tower I listen carefully to see if they're still talking and Remus just lost track of the time. I hear nothing so I push the door open. He is lying in the floor, face bloody, and eyes closed. I run to him and try to wake him but it's no use.
Suddenly an invisible hand punches his face and he recoils. I swing my arms around wildly to try and catch the assaulter, but there is no one there. My nose catches a familiar smell and I realize what this is. My love is in the middle of a Living Dream. The only thing to do now is take him to the hospital and wait it out. I have experience with these and I hope that Madam Pomfrey does too.
I pick up his too light body as carefully as I can and carry him to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey tells me to put him in a bed and tell her what happened. I quickly recount the events of the night and I find the she knows little about them but has come across them before and can take care of him.
"Go to bed Mr. Black," she says softly. "You can come and see if he's awake tomorrow." I nod and make my way towards the door. When she disappears into her office, I double back to say goodbye.
"Goodnight Remus," I whisper softly. I brush his hair back from his face and kiss his forehead gently. "I'll come back tomorrow." I quickly exit the room and go back to the dorms. I sleep horribly that night.
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