A/N: This is kind of a filler but I like it. I'm a fan of fluff and this chapter has some. And a naked Remus. Enjoy. -Sevvie

Disclaimer: It's starting to get annoying having to write this. I don't own Harry Potter.

Ch.3

"It's okay, Remus. You're okay now. Shhhh, it's over now. You're fine," I mumbled to the man curled up on the floor, stroking his hair gently. It was soft. But, right now, his hair didn't matter. What mattered was this man- my Moony- was curled up, naked (as he was always after he transformed, much to my pleasure) and crying on my floor. The last time I saw him cry, was when I escaped from Azkaban Prison and explained the whole story of how I wasn't the one who killed Lily and James.

"I know. I-it's just, that transformation r-really hurt. It hasn't h-hurt that much in y-years," he said calming down slowly.

"Can you move?" I asked, wanting him to be more comfortable.

"I don't think so, Sirius. The only way I'd be able to move is fi you carry me," he said. "And I know you don't want to carry your naked best friend, even if you like guys as well as girls"

"On the contrary, Remus." I mumbled. Shit! Did I really just say that?

"Sorry, what?"

"I said, Sir Deaf, that I'll carry you." Thank Godric he didn't hear that. I stood up and carefully picked him up, apologizing every time he winced in pain. I carried him to his bedroom- my brother Regulus' old one- and gently put him down, tucking the old green and silver blanket around his body. He was already sound asleep. His face peaceful and perfect. I leaned down and brushed some hair off his forehead before lightly kissing his hairline.

"Sleep well, Remus."

~A Week Later~

Harry, Hermione and Ron had left two days ago but I was still thinking about them. One of them, anyways. Right before they had Flooed back to Hogwarts, Hermione turned to me and looked me right in my eyes and said, "Tell him, Sirius." Then she was gone.

'How the bloody hell did she find out? Am I that obvious? Does she know something I don't? What if he loves me too? No no no. Don't be stupid, Sirius. Remus is straight. That damn Hermione really is the brightest witch of her age.'

"I wish I could tell him, I really do," I sighed, walking up to my room.

I was nearing the door when I was suddenly pinned to the wall by Remus, who was a lot stronger than he looked.

"I'm bloody sick of this, Sirius!"

Ohhhhh! Cliffhanger! Don't hate me for this though. Ch.4 will be up soon. And if it's not, I'll give you my address and you can kill me with spoons. Also, comment on what you think Remmy is sick of, yeah? Love you all. -Sevvie