Wow! Thank you sooo much! That's the most amount of reviews I've ever had, and I will respond to each of them at the end of this chapter. Well, you've put me in such a good mood that I changed this chapter. It was going to be really angsty, but I'll probably make that chapter a later one.

I am going to fail my GCSEs, but who cares? It's only going to decide the rest of my life… Anyway, on with the show! BTW, in this Sirius is bi. Just so no one gets confused.

Oh, and about the tenses. I'm trying to put everything into present tense. Because it's different and I was very bored when I started this- my father wasn't letting me on the computer.

It's night, and I can't sleep. It's almost the full moon, and the wolf inside of me is calling out. The light is streaming in through the window and onto my pillow, even though I pulled the curtains shut at least ten times. Sighing, I open them and reach for my book. And freeze. Someone in the dorm is having a nightmare. I can hear the sobs and mutters.

I slip out of bed silently and onto the cold stone floor. Turning my head and shutting my eyes, I try to locate the source of the sounds. It's his bed. I pad across to his bed and pull the curtains away carefully.

"Padfoot?" I whisper. "Sirius?" He's writhing around, it hurts me to see him like this. He's obviously in pain. His face is twisted, and his sheets are twisted and tangled around his body. He always sleeps topless, and I can see his torso is covered with sweat. I reach down and touch his shoulder gently. "Wake up."

He jerks up, nearly hitting me. "Moony?" he asks, reaching out, almost blindly. I oblige, pulling him into a tight hug as I sit on the bed and shut the curtains behind me.

"Silencio," I whisper. His breathing is heavy, ragged. I can feel his muscled body beneath my arms, and his hair is tickling my cheek. "What was the dream?"

"Promise you won't tell the others?" His voice is muffled. I nod, knowing he'll feel the movement. "I was back at home. My mother was… beating me." I know she's done it before; the marks are clear on his back as I'm holding him. "I could cope with that, but then… oh God, Re, it was so real…" He's crying again, and I can feel the tears hitting my top.

"Shh, Siri, it was just a dream."

He sniffs. "I know. But God…"

"What was it?"

For a moment he's silent. "She had someone. Someone I care about."

"Who?"

I think he's smiling, but I can't be sure. His face is behind me. "Someone I love, and I won't say any more." My heart falls, but I know it's stupid. He loves everybody, using the word for anything. "She hurt them. Cruciatus. And other ways. Oh, Moony-" his voice is shaking- "it hurt."

"She can't hurt you Sirius. Not any more. And she can't hurt your girl either."

He pulls back to stare at me. "Who says it's a girl?" His eyes are mocking. In this half light they're almost black. He's so close to me. I can see all the lines on his face, mostly clustered around his eyes. It's strange really, considering how vain he is, how lined his eyes are. During the day he normally wears eyeliner to cover them. He can pull off the look, without looking like a complete idiot. I don't know if any of the people he's dated have seen him without it.

"So your one true love's male?" He nods slightly, his eyes defiant, not bothering to deny that he was dreaming about his 'true love'. "Just don't tell anyone else, or the female half of the school might kill themselves." He laughs briefly.

It always amazes me how much the other Marauders are like their Animagi forms. He's always looking for affection, and his laugh is so much like a bark it's unbelievable. He's also constantly enthusiastic. Peter is continually twitching, always moving, and he never does anything unless one of us instigates it. And James… he shows off whenever girls are nearby, especially Lily. And he looks after us three, defending us as if we were his 'herd'. I think I should tell him about my feelings. Maybe.

"Do they feel the same way?" I ask.

He extricates himself from my arms and falls back onto his pillows. With one hand he almost carelessly ruffles his hair. "I highly doubt it, and I have no intention of letting them know."

"What? Is the famous Sirius Black, stud of Hogwarts, scared of telling someone his feelings?"

He looks almost shy. "Yeah. He's so special, Re. Absolutely amazing. He's quiet, and clever, and funny, and beautiful… When I'm with him, I feel complete. Calmer. Not just stupid reckless Padfoot." A range of emotions are running through my mind. On one hand I'm happy for him. He seems happy, totally in love. I've never seen him being serious about his feelings for anybody before. But I'm also sad. He's in love with a man. Who isn't me. There's no chance for me now. Once he makes up his mind it can't be changed. At least if it had been a woman he fell in love with I could have told myself he preferred women.

He must be able to see my mixed feelings on my face, because he's leaning forward again to take my hand. "I know it's a shock, but I'm decided."

"I'm happy for you. But you really should tell him."

He's lying back down again, but keeping hold of my scarred hand in his beautiful one. "Maybe. Not yet. I'll watch him for a bit longer. Sing for me, Moony." He always gets me to sing when we wake up in the middle of the night, even if it's me who has the nightmare and he's the one who gets up to comfort me. He says my voice soothes him, makes him sleepy.

I start to sing the first song that comes into my head. Bohemian Rhapsody. He smiles and shuts his eyes. "Galileo Figaro Magnifico…" I think he's asleep. "I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me…" I get up to go, but his sleepy voice stops me.

"I love you, Moony."

It takes all my self control to get to my own bed without crying. Why can't it be me he loves? I'd give anything for him to say those words to me, and mean them.

winterbaby93- Cool! I'm psychic! And Bo Rhap is an amazing song.

Esraa- Did you want smut? Hmm, we'll have to see if the feelings are reciprocated.

Ryyne- I would have liked to make it into a longer songfic, but it takes me forever to write them. Great minds think alike.

carpe-nox-sulum-nox- Right, now no stale coffee…please? Ergh, coffee.

elvenwolf123321- Thank you! And I hope you're reading this…

KawaiiMegami86- ; :huggles back: Well, we'll have to wait to see if Siri returns the feelings…

…- Wait no longer, anonymous person

ozumas girl- Yeah, I like that bit. I have a tendency to do that, curl up in a chair, so Remmie is going to be me. Wow, he is, with the whole hand thing… Cool! I'm Remmie! (Don't mind me, I'm hyper)

PeshewaCoralie- The puppy eyes did it for me (made me continue, I mean)

Louise- Oh :blushes: shucks. And your English wasn't too bad, no worse than mine!

butterflywings32- Well, I don't need the jelly beans or chocolate, but if you really feel like giving them to me… And cool, for understanding the hand thingy.

Cat- Glad you liked it

The Mock Turtle- Exactly! If you read all the scenes with Siri and Rem in OotP there is sooo obviously something going on there. It's just that Harry's an innocent and doesn't pick up on the subtle undertones.

Cassandra- Yeah, the nail polish. I swear I am Remus! I have a secret crush on one of my friends (none of them read this) and he wears black nail polish! He also tells me that he wishes he had my hair and my nails, but that's just disturbing.

Versipellis- Yes, Queen do not just prod buttock, they kick ASS! Oh, and what's your story going to be called? I'll read anything! Especially slash. That goes for everyone, btw. Plug your own stories when you review!

ISC- Yeah, they should have a sad genre. Also a slash one.

I will update asap, but I've got about 10 exams this week so it may be a while. Love ya, and don't forget to hit that little button at the bottom!