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Sirius made his way down to dinner solo he needed to be alone to be able to give Snape the note he had written him. It said to meet him in the library at seven thirty. Excitement didn't begin to describe what he was feeling as he made his way down the rows of tables. Luckily, Snape sat at the end of the table, Sirius slipped the note on the table to Snape who didn't lift his head. Sirius did feel the brush of a warm hand against his. His heart danced as he walked to sit down next to James who was talking about the latest Quidditch game with Remus and Peter was stuffing his face like there was no tomorrow. Sirius beamed at all of them as he sat down and filled his plate with everything he could get his hands on. It was only hours before that he shared his first kiss with Snape and he couldn't get the sensation of his lips against his out of his mind. He wanted to continue where they left off, but knew it was probably best to talk about everything then again maybe they should just see where it goes. Enjoy the ride while they can. There was no use in thinking about it now, it involved both of them and Sirius wasn't even going to attempt to try and figure out what Snape was thinking. He would have an easier time of getting James to kiss McGonagall. Sirius shivered at the thought. No one wants to think about that.

He continued to eat happily feeling the familiar sense of someone watching him. There was no question of who it was, but he kept his head in the conversation not wanting to draw attention to the fact that he couldn't stop tapping his foot or drumming his fingers on his knee. Although, his leg was bouncing up and down like a ball and Remus was eyeing.

"Sirius do you need to go the bathroom?" Remus whispered using his hand to shield the question from Peter and James who were debating about something or other. Sirius wasn't paying attention.

Sirius whipped his head around to Remus. "What? No!" Sirius said harshly. He softened his tone when hurt amber eyes pierced him. "No, I'm just going to meet someone and I don't want to wait anymore." A knowing smile appeared on Remus' lips.

"Are you meeting a guy?" Remus asked leaning in closer. He was across the table next to Peter. Sirius was thankful that none of their conversation caught the wandering ears of James who was guaranteed to make a spectacle of the whole thing. He didn't need that kind of attention right now.

"I'm meeting them in fifteen minutes and it's driving me crazy!"

"What's he like?"

There was no way to make the words stop pouring out of his mouth once he got started. He wanted to tell someone about what he was feeling. Sirius did feel bad about not telling Remus the whole truth, but this was all he could divulge now. He wasn't saying anything about the identity of who he liked until he talked with Snape. Then the fact that it's Snape definitely won't help matters. "They have the most mysterious eye's I've ever seen. I want to know what's happening behind those eyes every single second of the day. And the person is some one I never thought I would fall for, but that's usually how it goes. You never fall for the person you thought you would. Not that that's a bad thing at least in this case." Sirius finished with a small smile.

Remus watched him for a few seconds then smiled broadly at him. "I've never heard you talk about anyone that way. You must be head over heels for them."

Sirius sat there stunned. Was he really that far gone? "I guess, you're right." Sirius got up from the table stunned. He didn't realize how far everything had gotten within the span of a few hours, but for the things he felt earlier it was worth it. "I'll see you later." He waved to Remus who grinned at him. James and Peter were engrossed in their conversation he didn't want to interrupt.

He walked slowly out of the Great Hall, taking his time to get to the library. Sirius didn't want to appear desperate. Why should it matter? Sirius didn't know why, but he wanted to keep up his cool, calm demeanor. Not that it fool Snape he could at least try. He entered the library with a heart beating so hard against his chest he thought it would make an appearance as soon as he saw Snape. He wiped his palms on his robes as he neared the back of the library. The farther he went the less people there were which was what he was going for. This was not something he wanted the whole school to know until he himself knew what the bloody hell it was.

Sirius reached the corner of the library hidden behind bookshelves and found Snape with his back to him. He was slumped over a book absorbed by the text that seemed to have a captor. Sirius stepped lightly, not wanting to be heard as he approached. He got close enough to feel Snape's warm body heat, it was pulling him in, he wanted to feel more of the warm body pressed against his. Sirius swallowed as his thoughts took a different turn, he shook his head to get rid of the images that appeared in his mind. It was not the right time to be thinking about anything like that. Anyway it made the library too hot. Sirius continued to sneak up behind Snape until his chest was almost pressed against his back. The delicious body heat awakening the feelings he had moments before. Sirius drew in a sharp breath when he made body contact. Fantastic waves of euphoria ran through his blood making entire being come alive.

"Black?!" Snape gasped. He seemed to have the same sensation that Sirius had.

"Yeah," Sirius said out of breath. He had wanted to put his hands over Snape's eyes and ask him guess who, that plan back fired. Sirius reluctantly pulled away from a heavy breathing Snape.

"You startled me," Snape said putting down his book and carefully putting it back in his bag.

"You came," Sirius said surprised. Happiness filled his system to the brim.

"You told me to meet you."

"Yeah, but to be honest a part of me thought that you would ignore me and everything would go back to the way it was." Sirius sat in the seat next to Snape. He wanted to be as close as he could be. He wouldn't touch him. He needed some things worked out. His brain was working over time trying to figure out how to make it work.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Snape said dryly. He rolled his eyes as Sirius laughed.

"Well, we're not exactly the best of friends," Sirius pointed out.

"True. Then what are we?" Snape turned his intense stare on Sirius. Sirius was captured by the burning eyes. They told him so much at one time there was no way to know exactly what that was.

"That is a good question." Sirius leaned in to kiss Snape, but Snape put both of his hands on Sirius' shoulders, they felt like hot scalding irons, igniting an inner fire within. He needed to press his lips against Snape's now. Why was he stopping him?

"Black, I…," Snape never got to say anything. There realm of isolation was broken when a distinct voice echoed in Sirius' ears.

"Sirius what are you doing?" Remus asked behind Sirius. Sirius shut his eyes willing the pain in that voice to go away. He didn't want to hurt Remus. His heart beat hard against his chest, his stomach twisted in a knot so big he knew he probably wouldn't be able to untie it. Snape sat silent waiting for Sirius to say something. He still had his hands on his shoulders with no sign of letting go. Like he didn't want to let go of what he finally was able to get his hands on. Sirius gently brushed off Snape's hands, who turned his head sharply to the side.

"Remus, I can explain." Sirius said with a calm he didn't feel. His mouth went dry when he saw the pain in Remus' eyes.

"I came to get a book for our report in potions when I saw you. I wanted to hear how everything went with your crush. But I didn't know it was…," Remus didn't finished speaking, he turned and walked away.

Sirius' rushed to get up, but an iron grip on his wrist stopped him. "You're going to go after him?" Snape asked. His face was red with anger and jaw clenched so tightly Sirius was afraid he was going to hurt himself.

"Of course he's my friend." Sirius looked down at the hand that was still wrapped around his hand.

"Then what am I?" Snape asked. He looked down at the table then looked up at Sirius.

"That's what I was hoping to find out tonight."

"That's doesn't answer my question."

"I know, but I don't know the answer to it. I'm not going to lie to you." Sirius lifted his hand to cup Snape's cheek, but he flinched away when he made contact.

"I knew this was a bad idea. I don't even know why I'm here." Snape let go of Sirius and gathered his stuff.

"Wait!"

"No, Black. This was a mistake you and I know it. Now I have to go meet Lily and work on the paper that Lupin was talking about. She was the one I came to meet here anyway." Snape walked away through the many bookshelves leaving Sirius feeling like he had been stabbed through the heart. First by hurting Remus then by Snape saying it was a mistake. He never said it was a mistake.

So, he never actually came to meet me. Maybe I was the one being played. He would find out the answer soon. He knew Snape felt something. You can't fake the feelings that were aroused in both of them. Remus, first. Sirius needed to explain and Snape needed some space. Sirius took off at a run out of the library. On the way out he saw a blur of red and black at the front of the library all the while the pair of eyes he wanted to understand never left his back until he was out of sight.