Once again; this is slash.
Disclaimer: not mine :(
And I apologise beforehand if my grammar is incorrect.
P.S. I am so not sure about this whole rating system. Am I rating this all wrong:( (Where I live things are just rated or not.)
"I am so stupid. Stupid and unconsidered and…, oh a butterfly. Look how pretty, and green and. God dammit Sirius, focus. That was so stupid. Stupid mouth going off before I can think." I sit down belowa tree, and feel cold all off sudden. It isn't at all cold outside, but I still have to fight off a shiver. Now, damage control. Well, I always planned to tell him he looks completely beautiful, but I was going to do it in a way much more out thought and romantic than that. And I definitely did not plan on BLUSHING. What on earth was that about? I never blush, and when he catches me innocently looking I turn as red as a …, well something really red.
I become so engaged in thinking just what would promptly describe how red I must have been, that when I feel another body suddenly against my side I yelp in surprise. Well, actually that is a big fat lie, I shriek like a little girl. Remus is sitting there beside me, looking at me with an unfamiliar glint in his eyes. "What was that about?" he asks me with a calm voice. Something like doubt begins to swirl in my stomach. I was always sure he would want me, you know when I would tell him just how ravishing he looks. I never really considered the possibility that he would not want me. Well, sometimes this little voice inside my head whispered that he was too good for me, but I never listened to that it. Looking at Remus I realize that I have been staring into space contemplating my own wildly tripping ego for several minutes. "Umm" Great Sirius, how linguistic. I will just have to go for it, now don't I? I am not a Gryffindor for nothing I tell you. Brave, courageous, outspoken. Although this would be a lot easier if I wasn't turning red as a….., oh give it up Sirius. " Well, I think you look beautiful when you read, so I decided to tell you." I tried my damn hardest to make that sound casual, like my whole happiness didn't depend on his answer. I had a feeling that I had failed miserably.
Now he was just staring at me with those amber eyes, and he looked like he was fighting an inner struggle. "Trying to decide if he finds you repulsive or disgusting" the mean little voice in my head whispers. "Bugger off" I roar, out loud unfortunately, because Remmie pulls back from me like he has been burned. " No, no, not you. I was talking to this voice in my head, I was just.." I trail off, my face burning brighter if it was at all possible. I look down at the grass I'm sitting on. This isn't going how I planned at all. And then I feel those soft lips on mine. It's a kiss. He is kissing me. And it is clumsy, and awkward and over way to soon because he pulls away mumbling something that sounds like sorry. Than he stands up, but before he can get away I grab his cloak. I pull him back down and I kiss him. And it is a little less clumsy, even more awkward and just about the most perfect thing I have ever done.
