It had been a very long time.
From the first time he had came to Hogwarts six years ago, Lucius had fallen head-over-heels for James Potter's arrogance and vitality. Tousled raven hair, shining hazel eyes, arrogant attitude, and the narcissistic nature of wanting to be in the spotlight. However, the more he looked at him, there was a strength, confidence, and a sense of justice that was strangely alluring. Everything James Potter represented was a new chapter in Lucius Malfoy's life which had always been full of personal benefits and egoistic values.
He had wanted to be respected by the younger boy. He had wanted to be the constant object of those straight-forward eyes.
He had wished about a million times to become the center of James Potter's life.
Everything was hazy as if his heart had begun to melt down into nothing.
Was this one of his daily fantasies?
But the kisses, the touch, the breath, the tongue that were different from the familiar illusions told him that this was real. Unconsciously responding to those lips, Lucius' hands tangled themselves in James' hair. It was even softer than he had ever imagined. James, who had closed his eyes while their lips were locked, suddenly opened his eyes in surprise. Afraid his accumulated desires would show in his eyes, Lucius lowered them and focused on James' soft, moist tongue.
And when those lips that had only been in dreams parted from his own—he, Lucius Malfoy, was scared that this would all end.
"Want to go somewhere else...?"
Lucius' lips murmured lustfully. Judging by James' face that was lighting up, he must already have had experience with guys. That was unexpected. However, that was not important. Before he had to wake up from this too-good-to-be-true reality...before James' realized what was happening...
Lucius stood up, playfully tugging at James' tie with his slender fingers. James followed eagerly.
These were the few times he was happy that he had been appointed Head Boy.
He had a key to the Students' Union room.
Although he had searched all over Hogwarts, Lucius was no where to be seen. Exhausted, Sirius sat down on a moving staircase. It was Remus who discovered him in this state.
"What are you doing there?"
Sirius looked down at Remus as he wiped perspiration from his brow. For this moment, he couldn't have been more jealous of the fact that Remus was not interested in love or passion.
"No reason."
"Are you looking for Lucius Malfoy?"
Sirius' heart jolted.
"...What...?"
Remus climbed the stairs and sat down next to Sirius.
"Don't pretend like you didn't hear me. You're going out with him, right?"
"No, I'm not."
This was technically the truth. Although they had sex, they had never exchanged rings of any sort, went on a date, and never had whispered loving words to each other. Now that he thought about it, they never had done any of those things that lovers did. Did Lucius...?
"So you're just having sex then?"
"Wha, What...?!"
Remus was speaking overly calmly and it was unnerving. Siriius gaped at his friend and then dropped his head to his chest.
"How did you know?"
Remus smiled bitterly and looked at Sirius.
"I sleep in the bed next to yours. You were calling out his name last night, too."
"Huh..."
Sirius slid his fingers into his hair. His emotions weighed heavily upon him.
Remus kept looking at Siriuis before opening his mouth.
"Are you in love him?"
"ˇYeah. I can't get him out of my head all day long. It seems like my life is dominated by him."
"...Is it?"
"I must tell him that I love him. I don't know if you can understand this feeling, Remus, but..."
"ˇI know how you feel, Sirius."
Remus knew what love felt like? Although they had been together for the sixth year, Sirius had never heard or seen anything of Remus Lupin being in love. When he turned to look at Remus in surprise, however, he was looking down at something below the staircase.
"Did you try the library?"
"Yeah."
"Classrooms?"
"Tried them."
There was a glint in Remus' eyes as he said the following words.
"Did you try the Students' Union room?"