Remus sat in the library, surrounded by dusty old books read by the ghosts that roamed the halls when they were very much alive.

Why I Didn't Die When The Auguerey Cried, by Gulliver Pokey was sat in front of Remus, one hand on the page he wasn't reading and one in his hair, holding it out of his face absentmindedly. Remus was completely silent, the only thing that showed he wasn't a statue was the rise and fall of his back as he crouched over the mahongany desk, and the expressions he made as he read.

Sirius sat beside him, also silent-for once in his life-and staring at the expressions that Remus made, marvelling at how adorable he was. Sirius sighed inaudibly and rested his cheek on his palm, squishing the skin up so his eye almost closed. His hair was tied in a bun, loose strands hanging out everywhere.

Remus' hair fell out of his hand but he didn't seem to notice, lost in the book he was reading. Sirius began to grow bothered by the hair as it cut off his view of the handsome face on Remus' beautiful body. So, as a result, Sirius moved behind Remus and dragged his fingers through his hair, pulling it back and tying the growing strands back with his spare elastic.

He could feel Remus' breath hitch and his heartbeat speed up, so he released the hair from it's hold and continue to run his fingers through it, playing with the sandy bronze hair and wrapping it gently around his fingers.

Remus grabbed Sirius' hands and halted his movements, pulling his hands around so Sirius had no choice but to follow and circle Remus, now standing in the minimal space between Remus and the table.

Remus gently shut the book, his hand lingering behind Surius' hip for a moment before he brought it back towards him, a burst of confidence flowing through him as he let his fingers lightly brush the fabric of Sirius' school slacks.

Sirius gulped, a spark igniting in the pit of his stomach as Remus stood, slightly taller with his hands on the desk behind Sirius. The black haired boy smiled cheekily and brought his arms to rest around Remus' shoulders, no words having been spoken throughout the entirety of the flirting session.

Remus leaned forward, another burst of confidence ripping through him as he bit Sirius' lower lip and brought it back towards himself, holding it for a moment before letting it go and wrapping his own lips around it. Not a proper kiss, but getting there.

Sirius moaned lightly and allowed his hands to run through Remus' once more, sitting on the desk and leaning upwards towards the tall boys face. Sirius dropped one hand and pushed aside Remus' 7th year OWLS practice exam, growling when it got caught beneath him and eventually it moved.

Remus found the growl infinitely more attractive than anything he had heard, aside from the small moan he had elicited from Sirius' lips moments ago. Remus brought his soft, thin lips to Sirius' neck and kissed upwards, finding a spot right beneath his jaw that sent Sirius' nerves on fire.

Sirius grabbed Remus' face and pulled it to his, finally diving into a heated kiss that shot electricity through Sirius' lips and had Remus higher than any firewhiskey would allow.

When Sirius pulled away for breath, the elated feeling lingered and Remus brought his lips back to Sirius' jaw, kissing it softly in a way that sent tingles down Sirius' spine.

Sirius once again captured Remus' lips in his and kissed hin harder than before, a hungry need filling his every pore and taking over every cell. All the words that the boys couldn't say to each other were poured into this kiss and Remus would prefer this than talking anyday. Sirius paused the kiss and brought his lips to Remus' throat, kissing upwards and around until he kissed the spot beneath Remus' left ear, eliciting a quiet and breathy moan, the sound making Sirius more elated than ever before.

All of a sudden, the setting washed away in a cloud of inky blue, the water it was in shimmering and the man who was searching Sirius' memories looked up at the 'psychotic killer' before him with a look of disgust on his face.

"So you're a monster and a disgrace to Merlin?"

Sirius growled, wanting so bad to lunge at the man but the chains around his wrists and ankles restraining hin from doing so.

The man smirked, sensing Sirius' anger.

"Maybe we'll go get your little boyfriend and arrest him for harbouring a criminal, huh?"

Sirius froze.
"He...didn't see me. At all. That night, he was...you can't do that!"

The man smiled a sinister grin.
"A simple file, falsifying evidence and an arrest warrant are all we need to put him in here. What do you say?"

Sirius' face dropped as the man looked back into his memories. After a few moments he emerged with a grin.
"So he's a werewolf aswell? I'm sure the public wouldn't mind putting that monster in here with you? But, we coukd make it worse and separate you only by some bricks. You wouldn't be able to see, hear or speak to each other and you'd spend your lives right beside each other, but unable to interact. How's that?"

Sirius thrashed in his chains and bared his teeth at the guard, growling and screaming and fighting against the restraints. The guard grabbed Sirius' chin in his fingers and looked down at him.

"Attack another guard and that's exactly what we'll do."

The guard walked away, Sirius' cries of innocence and Bellatrix's doings falling to the stale air in the prison as he blocked them from his ears.

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This honestly makes me so sad. I was going to end it happy but then I realised that basically everything in here is cute and fluffy, so I decided that some pain and anger was a good way to end it.

Now I'm sad.

Damn you Bellatrix.

Byeeee!

~ Tyarna