Miss You

Author: Pokari, R for mpreg.

Disclaimer: you know it's not mine

Summary: Harry was married to Draco and they had a son.

Pairings: Harry/Draco, Sirius/Severus

Time: Post-Hogwarts

Warnings: a little angst, slightly AU.

Chapter Two

Remus' POV

Remus was sitting on the living room. He didn't hear anything from Sirius room, guessing that Sirius probably had leave for Severus' place.

He knew that Sirius had too much of a pride and he had taken risk asking him to stay with him. Maybe he was wrong.

Sirius was broke since his money and legacy was confiscated. Though his name was cleared, it took time and more money to claim his inheritance, and a lawyer. Which all he didn't have. Sirius was rather desperate that he took what was offered to him.

Remus knew that Harry's disappearance had shocked him. Sirius had told him that he was looking forward to living with his godson. He knew that Sirius cared about Harry, ever since he was a baby.

'And he looks too much like James.' Remus pondered.

Sirius had been looking for Harry every day. He left in the morning and came back late at night when all he could do was lay on his bed. Sometime Remus feared that Sirius was too stress that he would go crazy.

For months, Sirius look like he would stop doing anything, stop eating, stop sleeping, and stop waking up when he finally fell asleep, until one day Harry owled him, telling him that he was now married to Draco Malfoy.

Remus hated the Malfoys more than ever to see Sirius cried, speaking to himself over and over again how happy he was that Harry was now saved, wishing that he had been there on his wedding.

After Harry Potter got married, it was like he had been disappeared from this planet. Nobody heard from him. It drove Sirius crazy enough to come to the Severus Snape.

When Sirius started to come to Severus for information about his godson, Remus had been angry. He wished that the animagus would have turned to him for helped, but of course it wouldn't happen. Sirius never seen him as someone he could depend on.

He wanted to yell at him telling him that it would be useless to come to Severus Snape. Snape was a Slytherin and would always be. He wouldn't help unless he had something he could gain.

Sirius would go to him almost every night, made him wondered why he didn't just live with the man.

He can't stop him when Sirius kept going to his enemy's lair and he started to believe that there was something or rather someone that had attracted his Sirius.

Remus couldn't stand it when Sirius started talking about Severus. Severus this and Severus that, and bla bla bla Severus. Always about him.

He knew that Sirius had been sleeping with Severus and was given money and things. Though Sirius didn't tell him, Remus suspected that his friend had hidden purpose for coming to the Potions Master, no matter how hard he convinced himself that he was wrong.

He couldn't bring himself to confront him. He knew he was in a lost battle. He couldn't even tell him that Severus wouldn't return his feeling, whatever it was. And that he, Remus, would offer him life to make him happy for the rest of his life.

Remus was sick about all of it and he had enough. One night, after he made sure that Sirius wasn't going to Severus' place, he went to him. He wanted to know what that man wanted from his Sirius. He wanted to know if he had drugged him.

To his surprise Severus wanted him. The now Severus had changed, in appearance, making him desirable. He felt guilty for thinking that way about him, somehow it made him betrayed Sirius. He couldn't let Severus touch him, though he came whenever Sirius didn't.

But Severus was a very persuasive man. He shared his bed in a month and only came here when he was sure Sirius wasn't there. He had to admit that Severus was a satisfying and generous lover, and he felt guilty for what he felt toward him.

Remus was very careful not to let Sirius knew that he had been sharing his lover's bed.

Sirius had told him about Severus' request, and even though Severus said nothing about it, he knew that it was the Slytherin' way to make him stay. Severus only said that Sirius wouldn't come for three days and he asked him to stay. And he did.

Two wonderful nights that he would never forget. Though he kept wondering if Sirius would do what was asked from him. He wished that Sirius would do that for him. Remus. Not Severus.

His mind couldn't leave Sirius. He had helped him choose the clothes. He bought it long ago when he went to Ireland. He had imagined how it would look on Sirius, so he bought it.

It had Gryffindor colours and what most significant thing was it covered so little of his body. He wished Sirius would put it on the show for him. Ah, just his wistful thinking.

He smiled when he thought of Sirius struggling to put it on, cursing on him every minutes of it.

He had a glimpse or two of Sirius' body before, and he wanted to see more, though he couldn't imagine how Sirius would react if he made a move toward him. He always only saw him as a friend. Well, he bet even James, were he still alive, had more privilege that him.

He like Sirius body, petite and shaved. In Sirius' case, forget the shaving thing. He wouldn't need it. He liked his men like that because it gave his dominant side to rule. It also satisfied his instinct to protect.

Severus was a case he called as exception. With him he could dominate and be dominated without the fear that he would crush his partner if he hold too tight.

He knew that Severus was a rich man. Not generation wealth as the Malfoy but still he was rich. There was hardly any potion he couldn't brew and he was paid a lot for every difficult potion he brewed.

He wished he had something more to offer. He knew that Severus had given him a key for his personal vault at Gringotts, with a generous amount of galleons each month.

Severus had talked to buy him things, which he refused. He admitted that Severus was too clever to give him money, though, because he would throw it on his face were he given the chance.

Just lately Severus bought Sirius clothes that wouldn't fit, since those were meant for him. He had to admit that those expensive clothes looked good on him, and since Sirius gave them to him, he just accepted it. Sirius put it on for him to prove how unfitted those for him, and he still could smell him when he put it on.

'I'm so pathetic.'

Remus believed in love at the first sight. He fell for Sirius at the first time he saw him, the most handsome boy of their year. He was happy when Sirius be his friend, along with James Potter.

He remembered how his heart would beat faster whenever Sirius smiled to him. He was willing to do anything for him. Anything at all. He was even willing to forgive him for accident that had caused Severus to find about his secret, before Sirius apologized to him.

Sirius was too innocent. He didn't know how he made him felt. He really wanted to kiss him. Sometimes he would spend the night watching Sirius sleeping. James caught him once.

"You are so beautiful, Sirius." Remus whispered to him while his eyes feast on his sleeping form. Too bad Sirius was wearing his pyjamas when sleeping.

"Remus?" James' bed was just next to Sirius.

"James."

"What are you doing?" Sometimes he felt that James was too protective of Sirius, and the way Sirius seemed to easily accept it made him feel left out.

"Couldn't sleep."

And good old James accompany him, spending the night on to Sirius' bed, talking until Sirius awaked and they talked.

It's been four months since he first came to Severus. He'd been telling himself that it would be the last one when he saw him. But still he could stop himself.

He loved Sirius, though it hurts to say it, he knew Sirius loved Severus. But fate have always been ironic since Severus was in love with him. Or so what Severus thought.

'Came first didn't mean that you win the love,' Remus thought, 'I love you first but you love Severus and you love him first but sorry, mate, he loves me.'

The school year will start in three weeks. Since Severus decided to stop teaching then it would be the end of their relationship. He would make sure of that.

He really loved Sirius and wanted the best for him. If he too felt a strong feeling toward the Slytherin, it was something that he had to deal with later.

"Just three weeks, Sirius," Remus whispered to himself. "Let me have him for just another three weeks." That would his only wish. Three more weeks and he would go on with his life.

He knew he couldn't sleep so he just sitting there, didn't move an inch until Sirius porkey back to this room.

'Strange, Sirius never stayed this late.' It was seven now.

"Remus?"

Remus' heart beat faster. 'Did I get to see him in that 'thing' now?'

"Back now?"

Sirius only smiled and walked to him. He then casually sat on his lap. "Yeah. Thanks for the clothes."

Remus wanted to grin the way he said 'clothes', like he couldn't accept it.

"Do I get to see it?" Remus pretended to pull his robe.

"No." Sirius put his hands on his body, blushing. "I don't wear anything."

'Great.' Remus tried to think of something else, so that Sirius wouldn't have any suspicion how it made his body reacting for imagining that he was naked underneath. "Just kidding, mate."

"I'm so tired." Sirius stretched, giving him a peak of the skin under the heavy robe, and a sweet friction he desperately need.

"So, it was a great night, then."

"Thanks to you." Sirius kissed his cheek.

"Hungry? We could have breakfast together." Remus smiled wider.

"No." Sirius put his head on Remus shoulder, trying to find a more comfortable position. "Just sleepy."

"He wouldn't let you sleep?" Remus didn't know whom he was jealous of anymore.

"I sleep." Sirius yawned. "That's why I came back in the morning."

"Since I can see that you can't walk, I'll put you on your bed." 'And I can take care of my problem.'

"Thank you."

Sirius was asleep halfway to his room. He didn't aware when Remus pulled the blanket to cover him, nor did he felt the soft kiss on his forehead.

15 February 04, 10:36 pm