Here's the new chapter for you! Hope someone likes it :3

Thanks to ma chtite crevette. I will make more chapters from Sirius' POV. I've already planned which one ^^

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Haha XDC, I feel the same! Hope you'll enjoy this chapte!

The next day, Remus got a letter back from his parents at breakfast. It always made him happy to hear from them, even though the news this time wasn't very happy. In their previous letter, they had asked how the full moon had gone and, as usual, Remus had said it was fine. But this time he wasn't so sure how to answer because of the Black insident. However, his dad seemed to be having a bit of trouble at the office…And just then Remus' copy of The Daily Prophet arrived. He paid the owl and frowned when he read the headline.

"Crisis at the Ministry: Lack of funds and mass layoffs."

Remus hurried to turn to page four. The first thing that caught his eye was a big picture of the Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagnold, who was trying to get a away from a crowed of journalists. The article informed the reader of a financial crisis in the wizard world, which was leading to a lot of people getting fired. Remus scanned the rest of the article and was not surprised to find a quote by Mr Black.

"I say we should put experienced in the front line - those who have been with us the longest."

And Remus knew that "experienced" meant "Purebloods". He was lucky to hear that his father still had his job. There had been a few conflicts between his department and the one Mr Black worked in, which was a one of the more important departments. Remus sighed and folded his paper. Probably no need to worry. They can't let everyone go, they will still need workers at the Ministry.

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Monday's were the longest days for Gryffindors in Remus' year. They had double Charms with the Hufflepuffs till lunch, then Transfiguration and then double Potions with the Slytherins. Remus felt like "being sick" every Monday, but he didn't want to miss all these classes. So, now, he sat at the front of the classroom with chattering Hufflepuffs around him.

Nothing interesting happened during the day; everything was going fine. But Remus knew that if something was about to happen, it would be during his last lesson of the day. He opened the door carefully to the classroom, looking around for Black and his friends, but they weren't there yet. He let out a sigh of relief and spotted Peter Pettigrew sitting by himself at a table in the front.

"Hey Peter," said Remus a bit carefully. Remus had worked with Peter in potions a few times before and they talked in the dorm they shared sometimes. But other than that they didn't spend much time together.

"Hello..." sighed Peter and just as Remus was about to ask if the seat next to him was free, Peter moved his things away so that Remus could sit down. He mumbled a small "thanks" and sat down. The boy next to him looked miserable and stared into space as he rested his chin on his hand.

"Everything alright?" Remus asked. He felt like a real friend when he did. This didn't happen very often.

Peter didn't answer the question and instead jumped straight to his problem, "I'm so tired and I haven't finished my essay for Potions and I absolutely hate this class. Especially since we have it with them."

"Well, I'm with you on that last part," said Remus, not needing to ask who "them" were. "But don't worry about the essay. Professor Slughorn isn't very fussy about when you hand them in."

Remus heard the door opened and Professor Slughorn came in. His brown and red robe swung around him as he walked up to his desk with a bright smile on his face. He was one of those teachers who was very excited about their own subject. Remus didn't have any problems with him, it was the subject he disliked.

"So, what are you waiting for? Pair up two and two and start!" said Professor Slughorn cheerfully when he had gone through the instructions. He hadn't mentioned the essay for today at all. Remus looked over at Peter, who looked back at him.

"Shall we start?" asked Peter, answering Remus' unspoken question.

They struggled to get through the instructions on the board, neither of them were very good at this and they had to ask for help several times. After fifteen minutes of hard work from both Peter and Remus, the door swung open and Black and Potter scrambled inside. They both grinned madly, their hair and robes all ruffled. However, Professor Slughorn didn't seem to notice anything at all and continued helping a Slytherin with his potion. Potter and Black casually took a seat at the back of the room and whispered to each other whilst unpacking their books.

Remus sighed and turned back to Peter. They always got away with everything. Not that Slughorn would take points from his own house anyway… It got even harder to focus on the potion now when he felt Black's eyes on his neck. And he ended up ruining their potion by adding the wrong ingredients. He heard Black chuckle at him and felt himself blush as Peter tried to fix it.

"Sorry…" he mumbled to Peter.

When the lesson finally ended, Peter and Remus handed in a dark red potion. Remus glanced over at the bottle Potter placed on Slughorn's desk, it was the exact shade of blue that Slughorn had specified. He couldn't understand how those two were able to do anything right. They had been giggling like girls throughout the whole lesson.

"Are you coming to dinner?" asked Peter, as the class made their way out from the dungeon.

Remus, who was struggling to fit all his books in his bag, looked up at Peter. "Yeah...s-sure," he answered with a smile. The question had been a casual one, but it felt special to Remus. They had just started to climb the stairs up towards the Great Hall when they heard a voice.

"A word, Lupin?" said Black, raising his voice to speak over the other students in the corridor. Remus' heart sunk - he had just made it through the whole lesson without Black talking to him. He turned to Peter for some kind of help but Peter only gave him a frightened look.

"I think he means you," mumbled Peter unnecessarily. Remus sighed and turned to Black who gave him a charming smile, as if that would make Remus want to come over.

"See you at dinner," Remus muttered and made his way down the stairs again, passing all the students on their way to dinner. He saw the satisfied smile on Black's face when Remus stopped in front of him.

"So..." said Black when they were alone in the dungeon. Remus stayed quiet and looked down at the stone floor. He had already noticed how the top buttons on Black's shirt were open, how his tie hung loosely around his neck and how that long, dark hair fell with some kind of casual elegance around Black's face... There was nothing more to see.

"How are you?"

Remus looked up, surprised at the question and frowned. "What's it to you?"

"Just asking," Black shrugged. "Making conversations."

"I'm fine. What do you want?" Surely Black hadn't called him back just to ask how he was feeling.

"Isn't that obvious?" he answered with a smug smile.

"No..."

"Well, I know what you want..." Black took a step closer and Remus naturally backed away until his back hit the wall. He was starting to feel very uncomfortable now. And even more so when Black reached out a hand and touched his cheek and jaw line. The simple touch made his legs go weak and he tried hard to keep his gasp contained. Remus tried to escape by sneaking sideways away from him, but Black put his hand on the wall next to Remus' head and blocked the way.

"I know you want this..." Black smirked whilst motioning to his own body.

Remus looked into his eyes sharply while clenching his jaw. "Looks aren't everything, Black."

"So you do find me attractive?" he replied with a smug smile.

"I..." Fuck. Remus stopped himself and looked away from Black's shining eyes. The truth was that Remus did find him very attractive. It just wasn't meant to be revealed. "D-don't flatter yourself," he finally muttered back. He didn't need to look up at Black to know that a grin had spread across his face.

"Hey..." said Black in a very soft, and quite amused, voice, trying to lift Remus' chin. "Love, I was kidding."

Remus head snapped up and he met Black's eyes. "Don't call me that!"

"Then, may I know your name, Lupin?"

"You don't...you don't know my name?" asked Remus, quite stunned. He never knew that anyone would kiss another without even knowing their name.

"How would I know?" asked Black with a shrug. He really didn't seem to care what Remus' first name was.

Remus bit his lip and looked away. "I need to go. Just leave me alone." He pushed Black away and passed him.

As he walked towards the Great Hall for dinner, he couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed. Remus didn't have much hope in Black, but he couldn't believe that he didn't even know his name.

"What did he want?" asked Peter when Remus sat down opposite to him.

"Nothing…Just being stupid," mumbled Remus and piled some food on to his plate.

Well...?