A/N: This came out as more of a romance coming to light, hope you don't mind! :)

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Coming to Light

By Montley

As children, they never cared, they never listened, they never bothered with anything before school began. Remus Lupin was always a clever boy with his head propped on his shoulders while Sirius Black was a prankster with all sense of actual 'seriousness' dissipated from his mind.

The time for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry approached, and the Hogwarts' Express pulled up into the station gleaming red and black. Sirius quickly boarded the train without wishing his parents goodbye, which in his head was more like a good riddance, while Remus bade farewell to his, full of kisses and hugs before he solemnly boarded the train, feeling as though he would not meet a single friend.

Inside the train Remus had entered a compartment devoid of life. He had sat down alone, gazing outside the window, watching the puff of smoke from the train pass by his window. Sirius meanwhile had sat with another boy named James, another just like him with hopes of being sorted into Gryffindor. Sirius was worried that fate would take hold and place him in Slytherin with the rest of his relatives, whom he thoroughly despised.

Remus was soon joined by a squirrely, small boy, and they traveled together, talking of their hopes of the school years, filling Remus with an odd sort of hope for his years at Hogwarts to come. He traveled in the boats with the squirrely boy whom he came to know as Peter Pettigrew with two others who did not care to introduce themselves to him, but it did not matter, he had already made a friend. Sirius was in the boats with James, loving how the breeze above the water caressed him and welcomed him to his new home away from Grimmauld Place.

They were led into the school by a lone teacher, who discussed the rules and talked of the houses that they could possibly be sorted into; Sirius prayed for Gryffindor, whilst Remus thought Ravenclaw might suit him over the others. Then the time came, and the teacher had reappeared and led them inside. Both boys gaped at their surroundings and at the students around them who stared and snickered at the new first year students. At the front of the long walk, a tall, raggedy hat was on a stool, awaiting them.

Sirius was one of the first to be called for his sorting after the Sorting Hat sang his yearly song. The Sorting Hat was placed upon his scraggly head, while Remus stared at the boy in awe for his confidence and stride. Soon the hat boomed Gryffindor, and Sirius was the happiest he had ever been. For an unknown reason, Remus then wanted to be in Gryffindor, to know that boy and to be like that boy, Sirius.

And then he was as Sirius gazed at him, at the scar running across Remus' face, soaking in the name, Remus Lupin.

Their first year went by quickly, and as both boys had hoped, they became quick friends, along with James and Peter, forming a thick foundation of pure, unadulterated friendship.

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Second year rolled by quickly, and it became harder for Remus to hide his secret from his friends, they were suspicious, even going to lengths to check if his mother was, in fact, ill, as Remus would always claim.

And then there was the day that Sirius approached him in their dorm room near the end of the school year as the one chosen by his other two friends. Sirius sighed before he walked into the dorm, fearing that he would lose his friendship forever with Remus.

"I know what you are, Remus," Sirius said, and Remus' eyes were full of worry, of sadness and of pain. "We-we all do."

"What are you talking about?" Remus demanded, hurt lingering upon his face.

"You're a werewolf,' he proclaimed, his chest puffed out in front of him. "Me, James, and Peter found out.

"James, Peter and I," Remus slightly mumbled, his head falling into his hands, the tears threatening to spill out. Everything was tumbling around him as his secret had finally spilled out, the only thing that he had feared as a Gryffindor.

"What's wrong, Remus? I mean, c'mon, this is pretty cool," Sirius claimed, sitting down on Remus' bed, right next to him, his hand unconsciously placing itself on Remus' thigh.

"W-what?" Remus stuttered, his head popping out of his hands.

"Yeah I mean, werewolf! Has to attract the ladies, eh," Sirius laughed, his hand patting Remus' thigh.

"I suppose," Remus muttered, turning his head to face out the window, into the calm, Spring air which he wanted to escape into.

"And James, Peter and I made a decision," Sirius mentioned, excitement filling his insides.

"Oh," sighed Remus, his head unwavering from the window.

"Yeah, we're going to become animagi, cool, eh," Sirius said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

Immediately Remus whipped back around, his eyes wide open and Sirius' hand still on his thigh. He was completely in shock as he had thought they would rather prefer to no longer be his friends as it was what he had always assumed out of those three, or rather, out of anyone he had ever met.

"Are you sure about this?" Remus asked in a hurry, his thumbs twiddling together. "Because you really don't have to do that."

"You need someone there for you, when you're human and when you're a werewolf," Sirius told him, taking his hand which was on Remus' thigh and clutching his hand in his. "And what are friends for anyway."

"I can't believe this." Remus smiled and shook his head in pure disbelief. This was unlike anything he had ever imagined, to have true friends who did not care about his lycanthropy, his parents were even wary around him during the full moon.

"You are all amazing, ever since I met you at the sorting," Remus acknowledged, the memories of one of the best years of his life wandering into his mind.

"Well we have to be there for your furry little problem," Sirius teased with a smirk gracing his features.

"I love you, you-you guys, you guys," Remus said in a small stutter. Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus in an embrace for a small minute.

"Hah, we love you too, Remus." Sirius laughed as he parted them from the hug. In an instant Sirius planted a small kiss on Remus' cheek, flushing a deep red. "Oh I'm sorry, I-."

"It's alright, Sirius, I honestly don't care," Remus said with a laugh, hugging Sirius against him once more. Sirius frowned slightly, feeling awkward in Remus' embrace, instantly realizing that his hand had returned to Remus' thigh. His cheeks flushed red, and for some reason, he remembered the sorting, the way he had gazed upon Remus as an eleven year old, and now he was thirteen with the same feeling of awe. He quickly backed away from the hug, running his hand through his hair as he stood and swaggered towards the door.

"So, I'm, uh, gonna tell the others, so yeah," Sirius mumbled as he left, confused about his feelings towards Remus as he tried to get thoughts of Marlene McKinnon into his mind while he left behind an elated boy.

Thanks for reading!

This was for the Pairing One Hour/Hardest Challenge Ever where I was assigned Remus/Sirius and Phrase: "Are you sure about this?"