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He can’t look at his friends; they might see his abnormal thoughts glinting behind his irises, they might see that he’s been lying and pretending this whole time.
It will be Hogwarts all over again, but this time he’s older and there won’t be the distraction of other boisterous boys to hide him, there won’t be dusty library books and high grades to keep him from the spotlight.
This is different, this is real. Sirius is kissing him through choice, passionately and properly, and Remus groans as they topple sideways onto the unmade bed.
Part's V and VI
His eyes close with the pressure of all these realisations, and he bows his head, hands creeping to his face in an attempt to shield himself. The feeling of his cool fingertips against his eyelids sooth him, and the memories begin to haunt.
Parts VII and VIII
It rushes up inside of Remus - Sirius never was bad, never was a murderer, no, that was Peter, of course - his Sirius was true and right and loyal.
Sirius takes a step closer, and lifts a hand to scoop Remus’s chin in his hand, eyes a little narrow and a little afraid.
Parts X, XI and XII
She glances at Remus, as he tries to keep a straight face, and grins, lips twisting prettily. He smiles politely, and he notices that her cheeks, for reasons unknown, tinge with pink.
Parts XIII and XIV
“I don’t care about the age gap or your - your condition! Are you telling me you’ve never been in a relationship before?”
Parts XV, XVI and XVII
Perhaps she notices that when she mentions her dead cousin’s name, something stirs in him, something rears it’s ugly head and makes him want to scream. Maybe she knows he’s still in love with Sirius Black.
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