A/N: Updateeeeeee…. I'll update the other story later tomorrow. Disclaimer: dont own it. Never will. Kay bye.
Sirius Black, known by muggles as Sirideain Raven, was biking his way through non magical communities as a way to keep himself in shape during his time away from the wizarding world. In a shocking turn of events, Voldemort had been killed by his own deatheaters. Snape and Lily had rectified their broken relationship and were now on their way to producing an heir to the not-so-noble house of Prince. James Potter, adopted brother of said man, had been killed before he had a chance to propose due to his own stupidity.
So, Sirius, Remus, and Peter grew apart due to some strains on the Marauders in James' death. Unknown to most, Sirius and Remus had been in a loving relationship. They decided to separate after James' death. It was only supposed to be for a few months. Those months had quickly turned into years.
Sirideain Raven had become a popular man. Known most for the fact that he was still an eligible bachelor. However, Sirius had never gotten over Remus. So those muggle women that tirelessly turned up at his doorstep, were out of luck.
The sun was shining bright in the afternoon sky as Sirius pedaled away, pushed by a deep set grief in his soul. His day seemed to take a turn for the better when he spotted a man working in a garden.
Until he ran into a telephone pole, that is.
The man's sandy brown hair seemed to catch the sunlight in just the right ways. His blue eyes showing similar depths to the oceans they mirrored. The deep set nostalgia was interrupted by a loud crack that signified the breaking of Sirideain's almost perfect nose. Blood seemed to gush out in spurts as he tried to regain his footing after the fall.
Someone called out to him, "Oh my god! Dear Merlin, are you alright?" A firm set of hands grabbed his shoulders and stood him up. Soon, Sirius was tossed over the man's shoulder as he rushed them both into his quaint house. The man set Sirideain down on the couch and rushed to the kitchen to grab a wet wash cloth. "I'm Remington, Remington Maccon. Let me just fix your nose up."
Sirius stared at the man in shock, not only was the man stunningly attractive but he seemed to have a heart of gold as well. The man was mumbling through what seemed like an ethical delimma as he cleaned the blood off of Sirideain's face. He sighed as he seemed defeated in the internal struggle.
"Episkey." A loud crack and a sharp pain set Sirius' nose perfectly back in place. This man was a wizard. Oh, praise whatever ever deity existed!
"You're a wizard! Oh, this is going to make everything much simpler. I'm Sirideain Raven. But, you might recognize the name Sirius Black." Sirius dropped the glamour using silent wandless magic. Remington had started crying. What the hell did I do?
"Finis specie." The man's sharp cheek bones rounded out and scars criss crossing his face slowly appeared. Sirius' lover had materialized right in front of his eyes.
"Remus. Oh god! Remus!" Sirius had tears of joy running down his face. He wiped the rest of the blood on the back of his sleeve and cradled the other man's face in his hands. He gently kissed each scar on Remus' face. He ended with a sound kiss on the lips. "I love you, still. Always, probably."
"Sirius Black. I never stopped loving you."
Remus, no, Remington Maccon, was working in the garden for the third time that week. Despite living in a muggle neighborhood, he was having a ridiculous amount of trouble with gnomes. They were vicious creatures, unlike the happy and cuddly depictions done by those with no magic. This week, however offered some solace from the depression often over riding his other emotions. A man with slick black curly locks and deep chocolate eyes had taken to riding his bike through the neighborhood.
Although today, his luck seemed to be better than ever. The man had decided to tie his locks in a bun high on his head. A few strands layed slick on his forehead, curling tightly in the humidity. Remington caught his eye and for a few seconds, their eyes were locked and a smile shoved it's way onto Remington's face.
The man grinned but his lack of attention to the road caused him to run smack into a large telephone pole.
"Oh my god! Dear Merlin, are you alright?" Remus saw the man's nose had obviously broken. Wanting to waste no time, he gently guided the man to his feet and slung him over his shoulder. His hate for his tall stature lessened as it allowed him to briskly walk back to his house without shaking the handsome man so much.
Remington gingerly set the man up on the couch and jogged to the kitchen to get a cloth for the blood. He took his time cleaning up the man's face in order to get a better look at those beautiful eyes so reminiscent of someone. "I'm Remington, Remington Maccon. Let me just fix your nose up." Inside, Remus was struggling with whether or not to use magic to restore the man's nose to its perfect state. The dark haired man eyed him in amusement.
Oh, what the hell? Why not? Having mastered wandless but not silent spell casting he muttered what he hoped was a quiet enough episkey to mend the broken bone. Remus' plan had failed and he was met with a whirlwind of words.
"You're a wizard! Oh, this is going to make everything much simpler. I'm Sirideain Raven. But, you might recognize the name Sirius Black." The man silent and wandlessly removed his glamour. Remus stared into the face of his paramour and couldn't help the tears that ran down his face. His love was back. Great Merlin! Sirius was staring and it took Remington a second to figure out why.
He spoke two quiet words, "Finis specie." His glamour had dissolved and Sirius' eyes filled with tears. Remus sighed contentedly when the heir of the Noble House of Black kissed his tears away and planted a sound kiss on his lips.
"Remus. Oh god! Remus! I love you, still. Always, probably." Remus' heart was lifted into a glorious light when these words reached the air.
"Sirius Black. I never stopped loving you."
FIN.