For the first time in nearly all his time at Hogwarts, Sirius woke up with a huge grin on his face. He tried muffling himself in the pillow, tried thinking of his mother's face, even tried to think of Kreacher but nothing was able to wipe that smile. The events of last night began to replay in his mind.

He had followed Remus to an empty Charms classroom to practice the drying spell. He remembered closing the door behind him and the next thing he knew he was cornered to the wall with Remus towering over him. His heartbeat was racing and his eyes couldn't help but gaze at that wonderful mouth he so yearned to taste. He started to lean in as soon as he saw Remus'eyes also flickering down. He wet his lips and pressed his mouth to the taller boy's. And the taller boy was more than happy to reciprocate.

The kiss had felt like flowers blooming. Sirius felt like he was all over the moon and could feel all the bright colours swinging in happiness in his mind. He didn't have anything to compare this moment to and in his honest opinion nothing could ever match the sensation of having Remus pressed against him as he explored his mouth. All he could see was red in his mind and as the kiss deepened the colour slowly diffused into a darker shade.

Now, Sirius lay in his bed swiping his thumb delicately over his lower lip. Last night still felt like a dream and he genuinely believed that maybe he had imagined all of it. If that were to be the case, his dreams have started to look a lot like reality. Remus no longer looked like those princes in muggle fairytales he had read but rather resembled his tall, lanky self with those soft tawny curls gracing his head. Running his fingers through them must be such a joyful experience and it did feel like it actually happened. He can't be going crazy over a little crush.

He forced himself out of his bed and readied himself for breakfast and the classes after. He had potions first thing in the morning and no matter how unbearable Slughorn was, Remus is what gave him the motivation to go.

He made his way to the Slytherin table and sat down next to his brother.

"Sleep well?"

"Yeah, yeah kind of."

"Where were you last night? Snape told me you came back really late and had such a big smile on your face. You didn't even hex him for just being there!"

Hence, last night was not a dream. He had really kissed Remus. He had kissed Remus. He, Sirius Black had kissed Remus Lupin. Even this little sentence sparked joy in him. It had such a nice ring to it. It felt good just by thinking about it.

"Oh yeah, I was out with James for a bit of prank, that's all."

"Prank? Should I be drinking this Pumpkin juice?"

"Oh please, when have we ever-"

"Oi, Black! Time for potions, mate."

Despite James' general resentment for all Slytherins, he really didn't mind coming up to his table to fetch the older Black. James really was a good friend. These were the kind of things that brought such a warm feeling to Sirius and made him grateful that despite his dysfunctional blood family, he'll always have James and Regulus.

Sirius grabbed the buttered toast off Regulus' plate joined James off their way to Potions. He looked towards the Hufflepuff table but Remus was nowhere to be found.

His smile dropped. Why wasn't Remus at breakfast? Maybe he already went to class. He often did that. He really needed to stop stalking him. James was right, it was getting out of hand.

The duo entered the already half-filled Potions classroom and claimed their pre-assigned seats. Thanks to Remus, Sirius sat at the front next to Evans and Snape. James' was at the end with a small Hufflepuff boy called Peter.

But Remus was still nowhere to be found.

This was odd. Remus was seldom late to class. In fact, he had been the only student in the past three years to have never been late to any of his classes. No wonder he was a prefect. Even Slughorn had entered the classroom now but Remus had not arrived.

"Good morning class! Today we will be making the-"

Sirius zoned out of the class despite it being the first one. With no Remus around to ogle at, he found it rather difficult to focus on the content.

The Blacks have always been good at potions. His aunt Druella was known to be the only witch to have ever made progress in making the Wolfsbane potion even if it was still not ready for consumption. His very own mother, Walburga (Sirius made a face even by the thought of her) was gifted at this art. His brother got excellent grades in the subject but he never got the hang of it. Why learn something when you can always look it up from the textbook itself or buy it off of any wizarding store? Wizarding education was peculiar.

He had learned of this only after he had taken Muggle studies at the beginning of this year despite not having studied it for the past two years. The subject was interesting and he found Muggles to be quite fascinating. Their way of doing things without magic was extraordinary and they had some really captivating methods of transportation. While wizarding methods had only flying, flooing and apparating, out of which two out of three methods left the user dizzy after use but muggles had so many ways. You could ride a bicycle, take the bus, take a train, take a plane, use your own car or use one of those heavy metal motorbikes! So many ways.

While Sirius was busy counting the transportation methods on his fingers, the door to the potions classroom burst open. All heads turned over the source of the sound and-

Lo and behold, Remus Lupin walked in.

His breath was panting. His words were stammered and robes were shelved. His hair pointed in all directions and his eyes still carried the ounces of sleep.

"Mr Lupin! How wonderful of you to finally join us! Come in. Come in."

"Er- sorry professor, I-uh lost track of time."

"No worries m'boy, no worries! Mr Black seems to be waiting for you. He hasn't even lit his cauldron! Oh, how thoughtful of him."

Remus looked at him and a pair of grey orbs met amber. A wave of electricity passed through him as he held the gaze. Sirius had been waiting for him.

He made his towards his seat trying his best to ignore the looks he received from the rest of the class. For a second there, it had felt like it was only the two of them in there and suddenly the class felt so crowded.

He plopped himself next to Sirius and opened his textbook to the potion assigned to them as written on the chalkboard. He immediately set off to work mentally debating if he should say something. Even after snogging each other only just last night and breaking all ice yet here, they were thinking of what to talk about.

Sirius decided to not make a fool of himself at least not when James was watching him and made the first move.

"Hi"

"Hi" Remus whispered back to him.

"Could you pass the fang?"

"What? Oh, yeah sure, here you go."

Sirius answered back with his most charming smile. This had been the most they had conversed in the entire term so far. It was an improvement.

Both the boys were set off to their routine. Remus did all the work while Sirius was constantly distracted. Everything felt so much in peace that it would probably take two Snapes to get rid of it.

"Can you pass that?" Remus asked him again.

Sirius enthusiastically picked up what Remus had asked and handed it over to him. Their fingers brushed and both the boy were tainted pink within seconds. Their make-out session made its way through both their heads. It was quite obvious as to how their heads were filled with the same thought with how easily they mirrored each other's expressions.

Had the classroom always been this hot?

Sirius was immediately struck with the fact that it was now or never. This was his chance to make his move. This was the chance to ask Remus out on a proper date and sweep him his off his perfect arse. His heart began to beat louder while his brain made a futile attempt to put some sense into him.

How could he so blatantly ask the Remus Lupin out on a date when he had spent the past several months not being able to say anything in his presence. Maybe it's his first kiss that did that. Maybe it was his-

"Oi Remus, hi, hi I'm James, do you mind going out on a date with my idiotic friend Sirius here?"

Both Remus and Sirius were dumbstruck at James' bluntness.

Sirius felt like committing a felony right there and then. They were indeed alone in the classroom for their class had ended. No one would know. But Remus was here. Oh, Remus is still here. What is Remus going to say?

Remus opened his mouth and then immediately closed it. This was not how he had planned to ask Sirius out. He had rehearsed it all night and had even ended up late for class. The immediate answer to the question would be yes. Should be yes. But his mouth seemed to have been sewn shut by this little revelation. And before he knew, he made a run for it, out of the circle, out of the room. He didn't even stop to take his belongings.