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Sirius followed Snape keeping a few steps behind him. The only sounds that could be heard were their soft footfalls. Apprehension tugged at his insides, maybe it was a trap to hex or curse him, then there would be no one around, he did know how to take care of himself, but this was Snape.

Snape looked around the corridor before going to into their charms classroom. He pulled out his wand and lit the class room with a single word that Sirius couldn't hear.

This was his chance to leave. Just turn around and go back to Gryffindor tower but then again people don't always listen to reason, Sirius walked in the class keeping a steady gaze on Snape.

Snape whirled around to face Sirius, his robes wrapping around like a protective shield. His eyes blazing like two burning coals. Those eyes stilled Sirius, he could not move with them on him. "What are you getting at Black?" Snape hissed, sounding like the snake that was part of his house.

"Huh?" Sirius replied, brow furrowing, full lips pulled down by the weight of a frown.

"Why have you stopped saying stuff about me and stopped pulling pranks with your friends?" He spat the last word out with venom.

Sirius wrapped his robes around him a little tighter. Cold hatred hit him from Snape not that it was unwarranted. Sirius couldn't believe his ears though. Did Snape want him to do those things? "You would think you would be happy about not having to deal with another attacker." Sirius leaned against a desk, putting all his weight against it. He tried to appear casual, a lazy smile formed on his lips.

Snape's hands clenched at his sides, he was holding them so tightly he was shaking. "Why?" he asked not satisfied.

"Does it matter?" Sirius drawled lazily.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because then it means I might not matter." Snape's eyes widened a fraction at his own confession, leaving Sirius wide eyed as well.

No one moved too bewildered by the new revelation.

Snape moved as quick as a cobra strike to the door, but Sirius was faster. He caught him by the wrist. A wonderful thrum ran through his body from the tips of his toes to the top of his head, making a stop at his heart it pounded so hard against his chest he thought it might burst. Now Sirius was no stranger to tumbling between the sheets with someone. In all his sixteen years of life he had never felt something like this before. Curiosity once again was peeked. He wanted to feel more of the exhilarating thrum that reverberated through his body.

Grey met black in shock. Neither party had a clue what to do with the new feelings. Snape's breathing increased, he started trembling a little, and Sirius took a closer look at him. Snape's cheeks were flushed, sweat beaded on his brow, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from Sirius' haunting grey ones. Sirius raised his other hand to Snape's cheek, not daring to touch it just yet before he could, Snape put a hand on his chest, lighting a fire deep within his being and pushed him away.

Sirius stumbled back he caught himself before he could fall. He looked to find he was alone in the class room. Cold seeped into the marrow of his bones. He gathered himself up and somehow made it back to the common room, he wasn't sure how. He walked aimlessly to get there, but he made it. James, Remus, and Peter were scattered around the fire doing homework or at least Remus was doing homework. James and Peter were messing around. Sirius smiled softly, this was normal, he wanted to leave everything that happened in the classroom in the classroom. And he needed to apologize to James. He couldn't tell him that he was right or at least close to it. No. That would have to come another day. Plus he would probably erupt at Sirius if he told him his ranting had any merit.

Sirius threw his shoulders back, fixed his robes, and went over to sit on the edge of James' chair. James glanced up at him then went back to pretending to read in order to ignore Sirius. It was harder to say sorry than Sirius would have thought. If he did say it that would mean he was acknowledging something that he didn't necessarily want to. He thought back to touching Snape's wrist, a delightful shiver ran down his spine. Things happen. Although he never would have guessed he would feel something for Snape other than hate.

It all started with his eyes now his fascination has moved to the entire person. Sirius closed his eyes, he couldn't deny it somehow he had come to like Snape. No matter how you look at it. He didn't find him revolting like he used to. His hair was still greasy and lack luster, he had a huge ass hooked nose, his personality didn't exactly have people flocking to him, but Sirius still wanted to touch him, feel him, and know everything about him. This curiosity of his was going to get him killed or at least maimed. He knew he wouldn't be able to catch Snape off guard again, next time he would have a wand in his face.

Sirius sighed it was destined for failure no matter what angle he looked at it from. Even if Snape felt the same way which he probably didn't, too much to think about. Sirius buried away all his feelings in the deepest part of his heart. They can never get out again. He wouldn't start pranking Snape again or say anything; he would leave him alone and hopefully move on. Away from the torrent of emotions that wanted out.

Sirius settled himself closer to James snagging his attention. "Sorry about earlier. I don't know what got in to me," Sirius said biting his lip.

James stared at him from the corner of his eye. "Apology accepted," James grinned at Sirius, raised his hand and pushed him off the edge of the armchair. Laughter erupted around them. Sirius glared at James half heartedly. He was sprawled on the floor. Why did he keep getting pushed today?

"I thought you said you forgive me?" Sirius questioned getting up and dusting himself off.

"I do. I just wanted you out of my light."

"You weren't even reading."

"Yeah and?"

"Why do you need light?" Sirius sat next to a still laughing Remus.

"Because you never know when I might actually want to start reading."

"Excuse me for not seeing your reasoning before."

"No worries. As long as you finally understand." James grinned at Sirius again. Sirius' spirits lifted, as long as he had his friends he would be fine. He didn't need Snape or at least he hoped he didn't.

"Merlin, that potions class was a killer," Sirius said walking out of the classroom. He looked behind him only to find Snape there.

"It's amazing how you managed to brew the potion without blowing something up," Snape sneered at Sirius, nostrils flaring giving the impression that his nose was larger.

Sirius sucked in a breath of air and willed his feet to carry him faster.

"Ignoring me. Is that how it is now?" Snape managed to cut off his route.

Damn! This might not have happened if he didn't take so long to clean up his station.

"Move," Sirius said. The less he said the better.

"Are you going to make me if I don't?" Snape said crossing his arms over his chest.

This is what Sirius had feared would happen if he did in fact ignore Snape, he didn't take too kindly to being ignored. He successfully ignored Snape for a week tension was building around them every time they were a few feet from each other. Now it was almost too much for Sirius to handle. Even though he did everything in his power to stay away from Snape it didn't stop him from thinking about or wanting more of what happened in the classroom.

Sirius tried to move to the side, Snape blocked him; he tried again with the same result. No other escape presented itself for Sirius so he did what he had longed to do for a week. He grabbed Snape by the back of the neck and crushed their lips together. His brained turned off when he met surprisingly soft lips.

Oh, Merlin this is more than I hoped for. Sirius couldn't bring himself to pull away from the bliss that was Snape's mouth. And to his utter surprise he felt long fingers comb through his hair. Sirius' heart pounded against his chest so hard he was sure that Snape could hear and feel it. He wanted more, he dared to try just a little more. He slowly swept his tongue along petal soft lips. He held back a groan when he was allowed access to the hot wet cavern of Snape's mouth. As soon as their tongues touched his eyes flew open, Snape's were still closed, but he had to get away. Pulling together all his self control he pushed Snape away, he was a tempting sight. Cheeks flushed, lips swollen and parted and dark eyes half lidded.

"Black?" Snape rasped. Sirius' eyebrows shot in his hairline. What did he do?

"Forget this ever happened," Sirius said picking up his fallen bag. He didn't even know when it fell. How long were they together like that?

Snape adjusted his robes like they had finished a business meeting. "Gladly. Don't dare think about touching me again. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go shower." He turned his back to Sirius, but Sirius caught him by the shoulder.

"You don't mean that," Sirius said confusion marring his unsteady words.

"Of course I do you, fool."

Sirius felt something when they kissed. Snape didn't even try to pull away. Even though he said to forget it, he knew there was something there whether he wanted it or not.

"You felt it too," Sirius said his hand still on Snape's shoulder. He couldn't let go not yet. He liked touching Snape. A lot.

Snape tried to shrug off the offending hand with no success. He put up a half hearted fight. "I felt nothing. Now let me go. Now," he gritted through clenched teeth.

Their roles reversed, Sirius was trying to get Snape to stay instead of vice versa. Sirius clamped down his hand harder, Snape wasn't going to escape. "No." Sirius stated simply. He whirled Snape around to meet his lips. Surprised, Snape couldn't get away. The kiss was chaste. Sirius put all his feelings behind it willing Snape to understand. When they parted he found coal black eyes searching his. He couldn't fathom what they were looking for, but Snape seemed to have gotten his answer, he nodded his head, leaned up and kissed Sirius.

Sirius stood stock still reeling from the contact and knowledge that he wasn't the only one to want this. Snape pulled away and studied Sirius again.

"Sirius, get your lazy ass up here. We've got Transfigurations soon," James called through the dungeons.

Sirius and Snape jumped their little world shattered bringing with it the noise of the castle.

"Coming," Sirius yelled back. He turned storm silver eyes on Snape. "We'll meet soon," Sirius grabbed the front of Snape's robes and pressed his lips firmly against Snape's. His head spun. He felt dizzy when he pulled away, smiling like a big goof.

"You don't mean that," Snape said under his breathe. What does he mean by that?

Sirius grabbed Snape's shoulders, put his index finger under his jaw, lifted it up, and their eyes met. Snape's were swimming with so many emotions he couldn't pin one down. That was what had started this. His curiosity to know what was hidden there. He still wanted to know, now there was so much to this, whatever it was.

"Believe me," Sirius said when another call came from James.

He let go of Snape not saying another word. Either Snape would believe or not, he sure hoped he believed him. He ran to James who clapped him on the back before they went to the common room and waited for their next class to start.