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Sirius opened his eyes slowly, taking in his surroundings. Nobody was sitting by his bed any more and his head was feeling a little bit better. Carefully putting his arms on the bed either side of him, he pushed himself up so that he was in a sitting position. He regretted it though, as a sudden wave of nausea rushed over him, forcing him to lie back down. He felt light-headed, but as though there was something heavy inside his brain at the same time... it was an odd sensation, but not a pleasant one. He closed his eyes again. Perhaps it was best to just lie there until he felt ready to get back to lessons again.

"Sirius?"

He recognised the voice straight away as Remus's, so he opened his eyes. Remus had been about to sit down, but stopped when Sirius had opened his eyes. Instead, he sat on the bed with Sirius and took his hand, squeezing it comfortingly.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, looking straight into Sirius's eyes. Sirius smiled as he felt the familiar jolt in his stomach as he took in the beautiful sight in front of him.

"I'm all right," he answered. "I should just refrain from sitting up."

"Madam Pomfrey made me go back to class before," said Remus apologetically. "I really didn't want to leave you but I had to, sorry."

"I was sleeping anyway. The only thing you'd have missed was me drooling in my sleep," Sirius laughed.

"Well it's lunchtime so I brought you some food for if you get hungry," said Remus, gesturing to the tray of food he'd put on the bedside table.

"Aw Rem, you didn't have to do that," said Sirius.

"I just don't want you to be hungry," smiled Remus. "I hope you don't have to stay in overnight."

"Same," muttered Sirius. "I'm already bored out of my skull."

"Well you got out of History," Remus pointed out, and Sirius grinned.

"I guess that's one advantage of falling down the stairs."

"Yeah, I guess. Sorry, but I have to leave in a minute," said Remus sadly. "I'll be back later though."

"OK."

"I love you," Remus said softly, leaning down to plant a chaste kiss on Sirius's lips.

"You too," Sirius replied quietly, smiling up at his boyfriend as he made his way out of the hospital wing. He sighed and thought about Remus. James had been wrong earlier – Remus wasn't the love of his life. As much as he adored the werewolf, he wasn't in love with him and he'd never been, though he felt something very close to love. In fact, if he was being totally honest with himself, Sirius believed that he was closer to loving Regulus than he was to loving Remus. This was completely wrong on so many levels and he knew this, but people just couldn't help who they fell for. If his parents ever found out...

Sirius tried his best not to think of the consequences. It was bad enough that he'd be disowned, but poor Regulus would be punished too, and Sirius couldn't bring himself to even imagine his younger brother in such a situation. If Regulus was to be disowned, he'd have nowhere to go. At least Sirius had James to turn to if he was ever disowned, but Regulus needed his family. Maybe, Sirius thought, this is a good reason to just stop carrying on with Regulus. He didn't want his brother to get into trouble, after all. He closed his eyes, frustrated. Why did everything have to be so complicated?

As the day progressed, his friends came and left and it was getting darker and darker outside. The hallways were almost silent and Sirius was becoming restless. Madam Pomfrey had already told him that he was to spend the night in the hospital wing, but he was seriously considering just walking out.

"I'll be in the other room boys," called Madam Pomfrey, shutting the doors. "Call me if you need me." With that, she made her way into the room leading off the side of the main hospital ward.

"Sirius?" hissed a quiet voice from Sirius's left, making him jump in surprise. He turned his head to face the bed to his left, which had a curtain around it. After a minute, a head appeared between the curtains; Regulus's head.

"Reg!" shouted Sirius.

"Shh! Madam Pomfrey could hear..."

"Oh right, yeah... I completely forgot you were in here," said Sirius. It had seemed so long ago since the Quidditch match that morning. "Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm great," he answered, smiling. "Especially now that we're alone."

"We are, aren't we?" Sirius smirked. "All... night... long."

"I like the sound of that," Regulus said, stepping closer to Sirius's bed. Sirius's breath hitched in his throat and his heart rate picked up. He desperately wanted to scream for Regulus to stay away, and tell him that he already had a boyfriend, but something inside him wasn't allowing him to do so. Something was protesting – telling him that he wanted this and that he didn't care that he had a boyfriend because Remus wasn't here to see it happening.

"Regulus, I don't know about this," Sirius said, backing away. Regulus didn't stop moving towards him however, and he kept smiling.

"Sirius?"

"Mmhmm?" gulped Sirius nervously.

"Do you like me?" Regulus asked seductively, climbing onto Sirius's bed so that he was almost on top of him. Sirius fought every impulse to reach up and press his lips against Regulus's. Unable to answer, he nodded, keeping his eyes glued on his brothers face. Regulus leaned down slowly, so that he was inches away from Sirius's face.

"I like you," he said quietly, a small smile playing on his lips. "A lot."

"You do?" asked Sirius, feeling Regulus's warm breath on his face. If he just lifted his head a little, they'd be kissing.

"Very much," whispered Regulus. Sirius wondered how he'd never noticed how incredibly sexy his brother was before. The way he was on top of Sirius, whispering seductively, made a shiver run down Sirius's spine; an excited sort of shiver. Sirius lifted his hand up hesitantly to rest on the back of Regulus's neck, pulling him down so that their lips were only millimetres apart.

"Kiss me," breathed Sirius, closing his eyes. He kept them closed for a few seconds before he felt Regulus's lips press against his own. He felt Regulus's hands run down his arms, over his chest and down to his stomach. Letting out a quiet moan, Sirius pulled back for a second.

"Reg," he said softly, looking into Regulus's eyes. "Touch me."

Regulus kissed him again, this time more roughly, tangling his fingers in Sirius's messy hair. Sirius pulled his brothers body down on top of his, kissing back, pushing his tongue into Regulus's mouth forcefully. Regulus moved his hand down Sirius's side slowly, roaming further down his body until he pressed down on Sirius's crotch. Sirius let out a stifled moan and gasped at the electrifying touch.

".. Reg.. I.. ahh.. mmm... I love you," he said in between kisses and touches. Regulus pulled back, looking into Sirius's eyes.

"You what?"

"I think I love you," Sirius whispered.

"You don't mean that," said Regulus, blushing.

"I do mean it," replied Sirius, smiling. He'd never meant anything more in his life. He realized now. He was in love with Regulus. Everything about his brother lured him in – his gorgeous shining eyes, his heart-lifting smile, his alluring scent, his unbelievably beautiful personality – Regulus was perfect in every way. He hadn't been able to comprehend it before – why when he was with Remus, his heart had never felt this full; the way he felt for Remus was nowhere near love. Sirius felt relieved that he had now finally worked it out – the jumble that had previously been messing with his head was fixed, and he felt a hundred times better. He grinned up at Regulus, their eyes meeting, making Sirius's heart want to leap out of his chest.

"I love you too," whispered Regulus. Sirius couldn't believe his ears – had Regulus really just said that? His frantic thoughts came to a halt when Regulus kissed him again – this time, lovingly. It didn't feel so forbidden any more to Sirius. It felt more right. He kissed back with such passion, he felt like his heart would burst from excessive amounts of love. When they broke apart, Sirius couldn't help but grin at the flustered face of his brother. It was dark, but he could still see the tint of redness in Regulus's cheeks and his ruffled hair sticking up in all directions. Sirius supposed he looked similar with the flushed face and the messy hair, but on Regulus, it looked sexy as hell. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so happy.

Regulus rolled over so that he was lying next to Sirius in bed, and Sirius pulled the covers up so that they were both underneath.

"That was... I've never felt so good in my life," admitted Sirius, grinning and holding Regulus close to him.

"Really?" asked a small voice from the door. Fuck, thought Sirius. He sat up, ignoring the agonizing pain in his head. He felt his heart drop lower than he would've though possible. There, standing in the doorway, holding a box of chocolates and some sort of card was Remus. His eyes were wide and glistening with tears. He didn't look angry or upset – he looked utterly heart-broken. Sirius had a lump in his throat and he tried to talk, but no words made their way out of his mouth. What could he say?

"What are you doing here?" asked Regulus quickly, jumping out of the bed and making his way back to his own bed. "You're not supposed to be here!"

"Reg stop," said Sirius. Remus didn't deserve to be shouted at after the sight he'd just seen. Sirius turned his attention to Remus. "H-how long have you been there?"

"A while," croaked Remus sadly, looking at Sirius with so much pain in his eyes. Sirius couldn't face looking at him; the guilt was overwhelming and he didn't have a clue what to say. Remus spoke up again. "Sirius... I... I... why would you do that!" he asked with tears falling down his cheeks.

"I don't know Rem," mumbled Sirius.

"What do you mean?" asked Regulus suddenly. "You just told me you love me!"

"Regulus, please... not right now. Just go to sleep or something!"

"No," said Remus. "I should go. I obviously interrupted s-something." He turned around and started making his way out of the room, walking with his shoulders hunched and he seemed to be shaking.

Sirius hated himself. How could he do that to someone so kind and special? He felt like the meanest, nastiest person in the world.

"Remus, wait!" he shouted, getting out of his bed and rushing after him. His head was disagreeing with him. The pain was unbearable, but he didn't stop until he reached the doorway. He grabbed onto the wooden beam for support. "Remus!"

Remus turned around, wiping a tear from his eyes. "What?"

"I... I'm so sorry, Rem... I don't even know what I was doing... I... oh god Remus, I feel so bad! Please don't hate me... I'm so so sorry..."

"I don't hate you," said Remus sadly. "I love you... and you obviously d-don't love me b-back. I understand." Sirius knew that wasn't true – Remus didn't understand. He could see the heart-break in Remus's eyes. He could see the sadness and emptiness in those beautiful eyes that he adored so much and he felt guiltier than he'd ever been before.

"But you don't understand," protested Sirius.

"I do understand! You'd rather be with your brother... family comes first... whatever Sirius," Remus said, putting the chocolates and the card down on the floor and walking down the corridor.

"Remus!" shouted Sirius, but Remus ignored him and carried on walking. Sirius sighed. Why couldn't he have a normal life, like everyone else? Why couldn't he be more like James? Or Peter? They'd never had to go through anything like this and Sirius wasn't sure he could handle it. He was only sixteen. Couldn't he be more like the other boys in his year? Couldn't his mind be set on Quidditch and girls? No. He had to have the complicated life.

He'd been perfectly happy when he was younger. His family loved him, and his mother didn't actually want to hurt him. He was sorted into Gryffindor and everything changed. He was frowned upon at home and his parents disliked him. In third year, he was perfectly happy – leading an almost normal life until horrible things began happening in the wizarding world. People were being murdered and his family were all for it. Once again, his happiness faded. Then, he'd been perfectly content being a normal, straight boy until he started developing feelings for Remus, and he felt miserable again. He'd been happy with Remus until he kissed Regulus, and his world had come crashing down. Now, he'd been happier than he'd felt in ages with Regulus, and Remus had walked in and caught him, replacing his happiness with anger and frustration and sadness. It seemed that every time he was happy, things went completely wrong.

He wasn't sure how long he'd been standing there staring down the corridor where Remus had walked down, but he felt his head spinning and decided he'd better get back into bed. As he began to turn back, he noticed the chocolates and the card lying on the floor and bent down to pick them up. The chocolates were from Honeydukes and he'd been after them for weeks. He smiled and looked at the card. From what he could see, Remus had made it himself.

On the front, it said 'Get Well Soon' in gold writing. It was beautiful and Sirius could tell that it must have taken hours to make. He opened the card carefully to see the message inside:

'Dear Sirius,

Do you know how worried I was when I saw you lying on the floor? I thought something terrible had happened. I thank god that you're not too badly hurt... I don't know what I'd do without you.

I just wanted to tell you to get well soon... I need you back here making jokes and making me smile again. I just want you to be OK. I thought you would like the chocolates because I know you've had your eyes on them for weeks in Hogsmeade. You deserve them.

You're the most amazing boyfriend I could possibly ask for... I can't even explain it to you! Just wanted to let you know that I love you more than ever and I feel like the luckiest person in the world just to have you by my side at nights and to have your arms around me of all people. You've changed my life and I thought you should know that because having an accident like this makes me realize that I haven't told you enough how much I care about you.

Please, please get better soon baby...

All my love,

Remus

xxx'

Sirius swallowed. He was aware that he'd been crying while reading the card, and he felt like killing himself. This made everything seem a lot worse. Poor Remus had opened up, writing right from his heart and then walked in on his boyfriend snogging his own brother. Sirius felt sick.

He'd been horrible.

Yes, he had established that he was now in love with Regulus, but he couldn't help feeling completely devastated that Remus probably didn't want to speak to him. Maybe it was because Remus was first-most his friend, and he didn't want to lose a friend...

Maybe he missed it. Maybe he missed the kisses and hugs and maybe he did like Remus more than he'd thought maybe it was just the words that Remus said that Sirius liked. All Sirius knew was that he'd be lucky if Remus ever spoke to him again, and he felt his heart sink at this realisation. Had he broken up the Marauder's? If Remus and Sirius weren't talking, then James and Sirius weren't talking, because James would definitely side with Remus. It would only be him and Peter left – if Peter was willing to speak to him.

He always had Regulus... but Regulus was a Slytherin, and Slytherin's didn't associate with Gryffindor's. Regulus wouldn't want to lose his friends by hanging around with Sirius, so he'd be by himself. Maybe he could speak to Lily... She would maybe understand...

His head was pounding and he felt like throwing up. With one last sigh, he felt himself fall down and hit the hard stone floor as everything blurred into darkness.

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