Moony…

A/N: Sorry about the wait. Here's chapter two- Sevvie

Disclaimer: Same as before.

Ch.2

"Siri. Siri, wake up!" Someone was nudging me.

I didn't want to get up. I was having such a wonderful dream about Remus. He was all I could think about, even in my sleep.

"Siri! The voice said. Why wouldn't it shut up?

"Mph. Lemme sleep." I buried myself deeper into my pillows.

"Sirius, you're not going to wake up for your own god son?" Oh, Remus was here too? In my bedroom. But so was Harry so I couldn't try anything.

I bolted straight up, falling out of my bed in the process. Harry was here!

"Harry! How're you?! When did you get here? Are Ron and Hermione here too?" I pulled him into a hug while Remus was clutching his sides, laughing at me. His laugh was perfect.

"I'm good Siri. Ron and Hermione will be here soon. I just got here," he said.

I glanced at my bedside clock. It read 9:06 a.m.

"YOU GOT ME UP AT BLOODY 9:00?! GET OUT! I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP!" They chuckled. "Hey, it's true. I look terrible when I don't get sleep," I defended.

The both of them rolled their eyes and walked out. It was then that I realized that Remus was in his thread-bare pajama pants and nothing else. Meaning he was shirtless. I groaned out loud and he turned towards me.

"Something wrong, Padfoot?" he asked.

"Yeah, there is. You woke me up too early and I'm tired," I lied easily. One of the advantages of being a Black is that lying comes naturally.

"You are impossible, Sirius Orion Black. Bloody impossible," he sighed, walking out of my room.

'You, Remus John Lupin, are the one that is impossible,' I thought.

I didn't know how he never realized how much I lusted for him. All of the girls (and boys) that I've went through since fourth year, hoping that they'd take my mind off him. All of the longing glances that he noticed. It was crazy! I was crazy.

And I had a raging hard-on. Which I ignored, for the first time ever because something popped into my mind that both scared and excited me.

I don't know how it happened, but all of a sudden I realized that I didn't only lust for Remus, I loved him as well. I was in love with my perfect, beautiful, werewolf best friend.

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I finally got up three hours later, thinking about poor Remus and how he would have to transform tonight.

"Kreacher," I called my house elf. He instantly popped into my room.

"Yes, master?" he asked, hatred clear in his bullfrog voice.

"I want you to stay away from Remus today and tonight. As much as I hate you, I don't want you to get hurt."

"Yes, master," and with that, he popped out.

I got up and walked over to my dresser, pulling out a pair of faded jeans and a plain black V-neck. Nothing special. After I finished dressing, I walked downstairs into the kitchen. My eyes immediately spotted Remus who was resting his head on the table, cushioned by his folded arms. I sat down next to him and rubbed his back.

"You going to be okay, Moony?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess…" he said, gloomily. Then I remembered Harry was here. I glanced around and saw him and his two best friends sitting across from Remus and I. I smiled at them.

"How long are you three staying?" I asked while nodding my hellos to Ron and Hermione.

"We're only staying for a while. A couple nights, maybe?" Harry looked at me, asking permission.

"Of course, of course! Stay as long as you want!" I said happily. It'd been to long since I last saw my god son.

I felt Remus tense under my hand, which was still rubbing his back.

"Stay out of the house until tomorrow morning. I don't want you guys to be injured by me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I hurt anyone of you," he said, looking sternly at each of them. I doubted that they even thought about staying in the house tonight. They had already seen him transform once and it was evident that they didn't want to see it again.

"We weren't planning on it, Remus. Your other self is kind of scary. No offence," said Ron.

"None taken. I scare myself too," he looked down.

Poor Moony….