Disclaimingering: I don't own anyone, I just wish I did...

A/n: Okay, sorry for those of you that were hoping for the same stupid stuff, but I've been reading SLASH tonight, which I am against, but the emotion of the stories have given me an odd side-affect besides being weirded out...they don't like each other, in other words.

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Sirius lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. The velvet, red curtains of his four-poster were pulled in, so only a stripe of light escaped into his little sanctuary. He brought his arm up, so it hung loosely over his head, shielding his eyes. It was scattered with purple and yellow, and throbbed slightly.

He had kept true to his word, and out of his bravery, more stupidness really, he whispered right into Remus' ear just as the full moon was rising, as the clouds were parting, letting the silver glow creep through the window panes.

"You are so modest."

As the yellow glow seeped into Remus' eyes, he jumped on top of Sirius, twisting his arm into a distorted shape. Sirius quickly made way, morphing into his black dog form, sprinting into another room of the shack, leaving Remus to crouch to the ground, waiting for his temporary fate.

Footsteps echoed into the room. Sirius regained himself, looking at the shadow of what had to be Remus coming back from the hospital wing. Sirius wanted to put the impression that he was asleep, so he shifted his position, causing his springs to groan. Sirius cringed, and the shadow of his friend stopped.

Sirius tried not to breathe, hoping Remus would maybe pass him as dead.

Yet, the shadow traveled closer to Sirius' bunk, stopping close enough so that he could make out every curve of Remus' body.

"Sirius?"

"Uhn...?"

"You can stop pretending you're dead now."

"I'm sleeping, go away."

"Look, I'm sorry I bruised up your arm like that, but I was at the very tip of transformation, and any bit of sarcasm can blow my top off at that kind of moment."

"None taken."

"So, you're just gonna leave me standing here?"

"What do you expect me to do, pull you in here?"

"I thought you were gay."

"Ha-ha."

"Hey, I just remembered, your dare got delayed a day."

"What?"

"The date dare."

"I thought you might've been brain washed."

"Nope. Your luck is run."

"Tomorrow then."

"No, Sirius, I'm gonna make you go into the girls dormitory and ask one of them out at 10:30 PM."

"Your sarcasm is increasing by the moments, mate."

"It tends to do that along with my other monthly mood swings."

"Go to bed, Moony."

"Oh, so now I'm the one being told to go to bed. I think that full moon lasted a little long."

"Moony, shut up."

The shadow, backed away, a chuckle following it. Sirius shook his head, and slid down, once again staring at the bed above him. James and Peter were supposedly at some kind of secret "party" in the astronomy tower. Sirius and Remus weren't exactly 'in the mood' to go party.

Sirius heard Remus' bed croak, and his sheets billow. A wand was flicked, and the candles went out. The moonlight engulfed him, leaking through the pores of of his sanctuary. He thought about what it was like to stand in fear of this light, that seemed so calming, yet furious at the same time. He wondered what it would be like, never to see the full moon again through the eyes that knew love and beauty, that could see the moon as a majestic thing.

And just as if Remus had read his friend's thoughts, he spoke.

"What does the full moon look like?"

"Are you sure you want me to tell you? It might not be pretty."

"Pads, for real. I mean..."

"You haven't seen it through your own eyes for 12 years?"

"Yeah. I just hear the poems and the writings, all talking about how wonderful and serene it is. But it can't be processed that way through my eyes."

"Do you miss looking at it?"

"I can't say. I never got to look at it long enough."

Sirius pulled open his curtains a bit, seeing that Remus' were open too. But he was too intrigued in his thoughts, that he didn't notice Sirius looking at him.

"Just the slightest glimpses bring hatred, and before I know it..."

"You've made it almost hard for me to look."

Remus gulped, and Sirius could tell he was holding back tears. It had never occurred to him, that a thing such as the moon, affected his friend so much. He stared at him, feeling like weeping himself.

"I do have the slightest memory...in the grass...just gazing at the full moon...comforted..."

"Hm."

"But it almost hurts now...just thinking...nothing but that image, the memory in my mind...I feel.."

Remus' eye twitched, and he shivered. His cheek was wet.

Sirius noticed that his was too.

"I don't like seeing you hurt by a memory."

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A/n: WOO! That SLASH really got to me. Once again, it's just their friendship. I'm gonna cause people's minds to moosh going from extremely emotional to insane and stupid again.