The glow from the fire spread to all the walls, slightly illuminating the otherwise empty room. Many of the potraits had since gone to sleep, or left their frames empty, which left the common room quiet as well as deserted aside from three 6th years. SMASH.

"HA! I GOT YOU!" A boy with messy black hair yelled to his friend. He smiled as his queen took the place of the other's knight, who now laid in peices next to the game board.

"Damn," Peter said, exasperated.

"Hey," Sirius muttered, walking into the Gryffindor common room. The three were his fellow marauders who had awaited his return from the detention he had received previously that day.

"How'd it go?" Remus asked kindly, looking up from his book.

"Miserable… I swear Binns hates me." He collapsed on the sofa next to the boy whose question he'd just answered.

"Well then maybe you should stop sleeping in his class, mate," his best friend, James, joked.

"Blimey, James, you're not conscious long enough to know whether Padfoot sleeps or not!" Peter, the smallest of their group, chimed in.

"Besides, that's not why he got the detention, is it, Sirius?" Remus asked him, already knowing the answer. He set his book in his lap.

Both James and Peter offered a surprised look, and Sirius gave Moony a mischievous one. "I couldn't help myself! I'd much rather study you," he added quietly in the lycan's ear. The reason that Sirius had gotten a detention had nothing to do with his sleeping habits, because it just so happened that he'd been wide awake in that particular class. He'd gotten a detention because of the note that Binns had intercepted him passing to Remus. The message inside hadn't exactly been pg-13, either…

"Well, what happened?" Peter asked, curiously.

"I uh… don't think we want to know, mate," James replied, seeing the look in Sirius' eye. He had become accustomed to the relationship between his two closest friends after a few months had passed, but he still shuddered at thinking of the intimate details. "Anyways, I'm tired… I'm going to bed. Any takers on joining me?" Remus and Sirius turned away from each other and up at him with provocative looks. "BLOODY HELL! Not like that you morons!" he yelled, chucking pillows at each of them. The group exploded with laughter.

"Actually, I'm rather exhausted myself, James… I think I'll go with you… no innuendo there, love birds," Wormtail added, nervously eyeing his two friends as he followed the third up the stairs and to their dorm.

Remus pulled Sirius closer, allowing him to rest his head on his chest. The wolf began stroking the other boy's hair. "Was it really that bad, love?"

The flames the flickered from the fireplace caused the shadows under the black haired boy's eyes to grow, emphasizing his exhaustion. "C'mon Rem, I can't even stand the guy for a class period! Let alone two hours… he just drones on and on in that monotone voice, acting like we give a damn about History of Magic! Seriously! We need to know how to use it now, not how people used it before!"

Remus smiled down at him calmly. "Those who do not know the past are condemned to repeat it."

The black haired boy sat up, gently kissing the other's lips. "In which case, I'm going to pretend I don't know that I just kissed you and… damnation. Do you know what that means? I'll just have to do it again."

Remus suppressed a giggle as their lips met once more. He sighed as Sirius' hands swept through his light brown hair, and the kiss deepened. He pulled Sirius closer to him needing the warmth after feeling a sudden chill. They jerked apart violently as the woman standing to the side of them cleared her voice. "Professor McGonagall!" Remus squeaked. The chill maust have come from the open portrait hole.

"Bed, both of you," she said sternly, but not unkindly. "I'm sure many of your other teachers would… frown upon that sort of behavior, so try to keep it to yourselves?"

The both nodded quickly and muttered, "Goodnight, Professor," as she began to hang the weeks' notices on the board in the corner of the room. Remus' fingers interlaced with Sirius' as the climbed the stairs, and they began whispering.

"I can't believe she saw that," Moony murmured. "How embarrassing…"

"It's not a big deal, Rem, McGonagall could care less. You'll still be her favorite little genius, I'm sure!" he added with a quiet, but necessary chuckle. As they crept quietly into the dormitory, the two carefully avoided falling over the trunks at the end of their four posters and Sirius began shedding his robe and uniform then flopped onto his bed clad in just boxers. He watched closely as Remus, bathed in the moonlight from the window, changed into his pajamas. "Rem?" he looked at him thoughtfully.

"Yes?" Came the boy's whispered reply.

He tried to choose his words carefully. "It's awfully stuffy in here and I can tell you're hot."

"What's your point, Sirius?" came his curt reply.

"Well," he said slowly. "I just thought you might sleep in a little less, considering…"

"Sirius Orion Black, if that's your pathetic attempt to get me naked at the same time that you happen to be so barely clothed, you failed entirely. I'm perfectly comfortable in my pajamas, thank you very much."

"Well, I do love the sound of that," he snickered.

"Merlin!" they heard James' voice whisper. "Will you two stop that?"

"Shut the hell up and go to sleep, Jamie," Sirius replied harshly. "Anyways, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I just don't get it. If you're uncomfortable, why make yourself more uncomfortable?"

"No one wants to wake up and find a barely-clothed Remus Lupin next to them, love," Moony said.

"Now, you know that's not true," Sirius said with a smirk. He got up to walk over to the bed where his werewolf slept. Quietly, so no one else could hear, Padfoot whispered, "what is it really? You can tell me anything."

Through the dark, Remus gave him a frustrated look. "It's nothing important, I promise."

Sirius sighed, frustrated. "How many times do we have to go over this, Remus? You're my life and if we want to make this work, we have to communicate. You keeping everything all hauled up inside won't do us, especially you, any good. If you say it, it's important to me. If you think it, it's important to me. Whether or not you think it's important is irrelevant. Please… tell me."

The boy glared at him with golden eyes. "My scars. It's the damned scars that I'm always hiding."

"Rem! You have nothing to hide! I think every part of you that I've ever set eyes on is the most beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, most handsome thing I've ever seen. Your scars are part of who you are… if you were any different, I doubt I'd love you the same as I do now. With you being who you truly are… well it just makes you all the more my Remus."

"It's different with you, Siri! They don't know about… well…"

"Your furry little problem?" he offered.

Remus rolled his eyes. "Yes… that. I don't feel like explaining it either. My arse would be out of Hogwarts the second one of their parents found out. So drop it, okay?"

"Okay," he said ashamed. He hadn't meant to upset Remus, he was just concerned. Sirius paused, wondering if it would hurt to add one last thing. "For what it's worth, Frank's a good friend," he began, pertaining to the other boy in their dormitory. "I don't think he'd care about your wolf-thing." He nonchalantly slid a hand up the other boy's shirt, slowly running his fingertips across one of his many scars.

Moony leaned into the touch and sighed. "Merlin, Sirius, it's been months and you still make me shudder."

He smirked. "I try, love," he whispered. "Hey, why don't you take your shirt off and lay down?"

"Sirius!" he gasped.

"No, no, no! That's completely not what I meant!" he gushed.

"Really? Why don't I believe that? I HATE how you can be so romantic and sweet, then BAM! Its SEX!" he replied, still quiet but obviously pissed.

"Rem, I'm serious! Please-!" He had meant a massage nothing else! If Remus would just hear him out-

"Pfft. Yeah. You're seriously an arse. Go away." Sirius opened his mouth to beg forgiveness and explain himself, so Remus repeated himself harshly. "Go away, Sirius." He couldn't beleive that Sirius would've said that! They had agreed that they would rather not worry about sex until they were completely positive about their relationship.

It was very uncharacteristic of Sirius to cry, but being turned away by his wolf like that made him swipe away the tears that burned the corners of his eyes. Solemnly, he shuffled back to his own bed, to spend the first night in months alone.

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