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"Hey, Sirius," Remus called beside me. Remus and Sirius just finished their game of Wizards Chess, which sad to say Sirius got his butt kicked.

"Sorry," Sirius said bringing his knees up his to chest as he watched Remus put the game away. They were in their bedroom away from prying eyes and ears.

"For what? I was just wondering what made you so droopy."

Sirius lifted up his head and half smiled at Remus. "I look droopy?" he asked not able to contain the sad chuckle that escaped him.

"Very droopy," Remus smiled, walked over to Sirius' bed and sat on the edge. He didn't face Sirius, but stared at his own bed. "You were happy before when you went after Snape, now you're sad hence the droopy look." Remus chewed on his bottom lip.

Sirius could swear he felt the worry coming off Remus in waves. He wanted to tell him what happened then again he didn't want to cause his friend worry. Remus had been a tremendous help and he never properly thanked him. Instead of going in to his story about Snape he went another direction. "Thank you, Remus," Sirius said as he enveloped his friend in a warm hug. He felt Remus' arms encircle him after a moment of shock. Sirius squeezed Remus tightly, let him go, and smiled. "You've really helped me the past few weeks and I wanted to thank you."

Remus eyed Sirius for a moment before his eyes lit up. "You don't need to thank me isn't that what friends are for?"

Sirius shook his head, but smiled non-the-less. "Yes, but the friend should always hear a thank you no matter what. Now what do you say about finding James and Peter and play a game of Quidditch or something." Sirius jumped off the bed feeling in high spirits. He would think about Snape when the time to meet him came.

The afternoon flew by when Remus and Sirius found James and Peter. They hung around all day shooting the breeze something they haven't done for along time. Sirius felt lighter as he walked out of the castle and made his way to the lake. The evening sky was painted with orange and pink as the sun sank low in the sky to trade places with awaiting moon. The grass was springy under foot he took his time all the while thinking about what could possibly happen. Now he allowed himself to think about Snape, all day long he had gone without thinking about him this was his time too, but he didn't get the opportunity to. Lily was walking up the well manicured lawn. She purposefully stopped in front of Sirius, hands on hips she stared him down. Sirius had no idea what to do. He waited patiently for her to say something. He looked over his head to see a lone figure leaning against the trunk of tree. It had to be Snape!

Sirius snapped attention his back to Lily when she cleared her throat. Her arms crossed across her chest, she leaned all weight on her left foot, and slowly smiled releasing her rigid posture. "I've never seen Severus quite like this and I want you to know if you hurt him any way I will hex you in to next week. Is that clear?" Lily managed to dredge up a convincing glare to scare Sirius into nodding his head. There could be no way that she was kidding. "Please don't be playing with him Sirius. If you are not serious about this it would better if you don't take another step and just go back to the castle." Instead of answering her Sirius took a step forward putting him right next to her. He couldn't see her face any more, but the smile he had seen before came back tenfold. And for the first time Sirius finally saw why James was so nuts about the girl standing beside him. "He's waiting for you," she said continuing her trek back to the castle.

"Thank you," Sirius whispered. He didn't know if Lily had heard, but knew that she probably already knew.

Sirius jogged the rest of the way down to the lake taking in the sight of the last light of the day hitting the lake. It was quite the sight. The sun light hit the lake in way that made it look like it was from another world. It shone gold and Sirius gave it the look of appreciation it deserved, something else caught his attention more though. Wedged between two large roots sat Snape reading a book, he craned his neck to the side to see if he could catch the title with very little success.

"If you want to know what I'm reading it would best for you to ask for the title instead of looking like an idiot," Snape said putting his book on his lap. He eyes were not as cold as Sirius would have though they would have been. They had a certain light to them that piqued his curiosity. Was the light for him?

Sirius let out a breath of relief and smiled a dazzling smile that knocked a few people on their butts before. Not the same affect with Snape, he would swear he saw Snape turn pink when the smile was directed at him. "Okay, then what are you reading?" Sirius sat down next to Snape taking his hand within his. Snape's hand was cold as he took it within his warm one. Snape let out a small gasp, he didn't attempt to snatch back his hand or make an outward form of discomfort, and Sirius took that as a good sign.

""The Count of Monte Cristo,'" Snape said holding Sirius' hand a little tighter, sending a thrill of exhilaration through Sirius.

"Isn't that a muggle book?"

"Yes. Lily lent it to me." Snape kept his answer short and straight to the point. And Sirius noted the tinge of red at the tops of Snape's ear, leading to another discovery, Snape's hair was clean and grease free. It was shiny and a beautiful shade of black matching his eyes. He couldn't believe he was peering at the same head of hair that he had made fun of. "What are looking at?" Snape snapped.

"Your hair," Sirius said standing on knees and running a hand through the long silky strands. He was surprised when his hand wasn't swatted away like an unwanted fly. Instead when he looked down he found Snape's eyes half closed. Sirius decided to do a little experiment. He ran his hand through Snape's hair again and got his eyes to close with his ministrations. "Do you like that?" Sirius asked in wonder.

"Hmmm," was his only response, he continued with small sounds of encouragement every so often. His heart pounded hard against his chest, Snape could surely hear it, but he kept up running fingers through his hair along with massaging his scalp. Sirius took a mental note about this little discovery after what felt like hours a hand stilled his hand. "We have to get to dinner." Snape's eyes were still droopy and somehow retained their glimmer of light and mixture of other emotions.

"But we never talked about…," Sirius waved a finger between them. He sat back down beside Snape and took his hand in his again with no resistance again.

"Black, you have to understand I have no idea what I'm doing. You make me feel strange and to be honest I'm sure I like it." Sirius swore it felt like he was hit with a mallet. His stomach twisted with a heavy lump and his throat constricted, but he schooled his features in a calm mask.

"What do you mean?"

"You make me feel weird. My heart starts pounding when you are barely next to me, my palms get sweaty, you turn my stomach to knots that is not unpleasant, but definitely uncomfortable." Snape took a breath and resumed his explanation, it was making Sirius feel better with each word that passed Snape's lips. "Ever since first year when I saw you on the train you've made me feel this way, but I always attributed it to my dislike of you, but then you started to change and left me alone which made me mad like I didn't matter anymore to you not even enough to get an insult until you started looking at me and then I didn't know what to do." Snape shook his head at a loss for words.

Sirius smiled on the inside. Remus was right, Snape had liked him since first year he just didn't understand his feelings and now he's all confused. "How about we hang out once in a while and see where it takes us." Sirius suggested. It physically hurt him not to jump Snape right now. For some reason his lack of knowledge and innocence of the subject of dating made Sirius all the more attracted to him. He gently put Snape's hand on his own knee and scooted back a few inches.

"You mean be friends?" Snape asked, he said friend like he tasted a dish he didn't know if he would like the flavor to.

"Yeah, at least for now." Snape glanced down at the hand Sirius had been holding and studied it before nodding his head.

"Then that means you'll hang out with Lily and me?"

"Yes," Sirius said head spinning. He had wanted a relationship to form out of this meeting, but not a friendship. He inwardly sighed if this is what it took he would do it.

"What about everyone else knowing?"

"I'll leave that up to you."

Snape put his head down his new shiny hair looking incredibly with the motion. "Not yet." Snape stood up and offered Sirius a hand.

"Okay then, but then that means I get to call you Severus now," Sirius said with a grin. Snape looked horrified eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

"Fine, but I'm still calling you Black."

"That works…Severus," Sirius said having the best time calling Severus his first name. Severus turned a nice shade of red as they made their way back to the Great Hall as the last rays of light sank in the lake. Sirius and Severus distanced themselves as they entered the castle. "So back to normal?" Sirius asked a pang hitting his heart.

"For now, Sirius," Snape said as he jogged to the Great Hall leaving a stunned Sirius. His pang was replaced by joy. Maybe being friends first wouldn't be so bad after all.