Every year on on random days, Sirius would take Remus out to see the stars. Not just through the window, though it took a heck of a lot of persuading to make him leave past curfew, but Sirius did it. He claimed it was because of his devilishly handsome looks and Remus would just roll his eyes, but he was fighting with his life not to kiss Sirius.
"Siri, can you give me my camera?" Asked Remus, leaning against a jagged rock covered by a blanket so the edges weren't the hardest.
"Why do you want your camera? I thought you were in to all those calming sort of photos." Sirius queried. The correct word Sirius was trying to use was aesthetic. Over the Christmas holidays while the four were at Hogwarts, James had come up with an idea to make Muggle stuff work in Hogwarts. It took about a week or two to figure out how to do it but it was easy enough to remember so they put it on Remus' camera. Now he could be at peace and take weird pictures of lights and raindrops whenever he wanted.
"I can make it like that. Also, I'm gonna need a model." Remus smiled. As he was always talking about his luscious locks and rock hard abs, it was quite clear Sirius had dreamt about being a model.
"Model, you say? Never'd thought you'd ask. Well, I did, as I'm so shockingly beautiful, but it's a nice thing to do." Sirius jumped up and pulled a face that he must've thought belonged to a model. It really didn't.
"Don't ever do that again. You can be beautiful when you don't do that. Sit on the edge of that cliff." Remus ordered. Sirius obeyed proudly and started to swing his legs, something Remus thought would look quite good if he got a shot if it at the right moment.
"You know what? You need a flower crown." Remus decided and plucked the one from his Basket of Everything.
"A flower crown would suit my gay needs, thank you." Sirius pretented to blush and Remus wondered if they acted like a normal couple. He quickly came to the conclusion that they didn't.
"Look slightly to the side." Remus pointed his finger to the left and took the opportunity to take and snapped a photo. It came out the bottom and Remus flapped it slightly. The stars looked like gems scattered like salt across the blanket of ebony velvet up above, for they were under a blanket of mystery. Heaven. Stars.
"You know that thing, about your ancestors are in the sky, do you believe it?" Sirius innocently asked Remus who thought deeply.
"Hmm," he mused, "maybe not, but I think you should. Nearly everybody in your family has a name after a star."
"Good point." Sirius nodded, then added his own message to the sky, "Screw you all. Uncle Alphie, thanks for the money. Walburga II, I hate you. You just had to give birth to my mother."
"Good choice of words." Remus laughed.
"Y'know, Regulus is nearly a Death Eater now." Sirius sighed and summoned a bottle Firewhiskey. He'd been dreading telling Remus this but he felt he had to. Regulus was the same boy who, when they were younger, pretented to hex each other and it would always end up with who could laugh the loudest. How once when Regulus got beaten up for falling in front of the family and how Sirius tended to him instead of their brute of a mother. How Sirius begged Regulus to get in to Slytherin but always be a hero. The day when Regulus got Seeker, Sirius counts it as one of his proudest. He missed his brother more than words could describe, but he would never say. Regulus missed Sirius too, but that was a sin upon the noble house of Black. Screw that.
"What?!" Remus jumped up and pulled Sirius up too, "Since when?! And don't drink your way out of it."
"Since last month or something like that." Sirius whispered. He had kept the gut wrenching secret confidential for one, entire month. Sirius was just falling back in to that dark and scary place when his face became sandwiched between two big hands and warm, slightly chapped lips collided with his. Sirius had dropped to his knees, making Remus follow. If this was the last thing he had, he would fight for it. Sirius pulled Remus on to his lap and began to snog the hell out of the boy. It heated with the power of fury and determination of Sirius and the love and caress of Remus. It was what most would call the dream kiss.
"I bloody love you, Remus." Tears of fire were streaming down Sirius' face and Remus wiped them back with a thumb. Sirius had remained for strong for seven years and only now was he breaking. If a random stranger saw him, they would assume he had no right to cry over what they thought was nothing, but truthfully, Sirius had every right in the world to cry about everything.
"I love you too." Remus breathed in to Sirius' neck after he threw his arms around his waist.
Now, you still maybe wondering. If Sirius and Remus went to look at the stars, wouldn't they see the moon? Remus' worst nightmare. But see,
Sirius was a star and anything with Sirius was light.

why hello there! how'd ya like it? this is my first one where the two are actually a couple so that's cool. i know i'm still really bad at this fan fiction stuff so i really can't believe that i have over 100 views! it's mad! thank you, thank you! 100 is such a big number and i can't believe i can say that i have more than that number of views on this story. i can really only thank you. anyway, hoped you enjoyed this one.
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