AN: Last chapter had to be done for the sake of canon. That and plot progression, wich will continue next chapter! Lol. This is…short interlude and slightly flufful/happyful chapter! Enjoy!

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Remus sighed. School started within the next two weeks. He and Sirius had spent the remainder of the summer at James's house; the Potters had kindly told them they were always welcome. They shared a room with James; it was large enough to hold three beds, unlike Remus's old room.

The ministry had held a simple funeral for Mr. And Mrs. Lupin, they hadn't enough money to hold a large one, but it had been nice. If a funeral could be described as such. Remus slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He didn't want to get up. He was tired of facing the world, everything seemed wrong now. The most terrible thing was the look in Sirius's eyes. Without asking, Remus knew he saw things that night he would never share, knew he was haunted. It was obvious; the bags beneath his eyes grew heavier every day, almost as though he was afraid of what he would see should he fall asleep. Remus often wondered if he'd slept at all in the past two weeks.

The full moon had been horrible, it was as though the wolf knew something was terribly wrong, especially with Padfoot. He wouldn't leap and play as they had always done. It had been a relief when Mrs. Potter had pulled him aside and stated that 'they knew about his condition, they understood, and arrangements had already been made.' Yet still, life had not been easy. Remus slowly lifted his head to look at the clock on the other side of the room only to note that it was about 3 AM before flopping his head back down on the pillow. It was no use. He wasn't going to get any sleep, not tonight at least. He quickly flipped the covers back and padded silently across the room to Sirius's bed.


Sirius quickly shut his eyes as he heard Remus get up, pretending to be asleep. He didn't want Remus to worry about him. He hadn't been sleeping, but he didn't want the attention he knew it would cause if he said something. As it was Remus had enough to worry about. Evidently he wasn't good at pretending.

"I know you're not sleeping love." Remus murmured quietly. It took Sirius slightly by surprise to hear him so close. He'd forgotten how quietly Remus could move. He slowly cracked his eye open to see Remus sitting on the edge of his bed.

"True. But neither are you." He stated simply.

"Couldn't. Mind if I join you? I...err...maybe we'll both get some much needed rest this way. I know you need it." Remus said gently, running his hand over the bag beneath Sirius's eyes. "I won't ask what it is that haunts you so, but I know something keeps you awake these nights."

Sirius shifted over in the bed. "It's worth a try." Remus curled up beside him, cradled in his arms. This was how it was supposed to be. This felt so…right. Sirius sighed and pulled him closer, kissing the back of his head before finally drifting off to sleep.


Sirius opened his eyes the next morning, well rested for the first time in…he didn't know how long. But when he did so, it was to come face-to-face with none other than James.

"Good morning lovebirds." James stated smiling. "I'm glad to see the two of you actually SLEPT for once. But if this is what it takes to get you to sleep, we might have to make some…adjustments."

Sirius blinked. It was too early in the morning for this detailed of a conversation. If he hadn't slept, it would be another story. But as it was, he was still half asleep. As was Remus. In fact, Remus was still entirely asleep. So he opted to ignore James and return to his sleeping.

James laughed as Sirius's eyes closed again. "Well, that's fine by me, but you're going to be the one to explain this to my mum and da!" He stated before walking out the door, presumably on his way to breakfast.

Sirius mildly wondered what he'd be explaining before he drifted entirely back to sleep.


-The next day…-

"Sirius…Siri, wake up love." Remus gently shook Sirius back into the land of the living. "Do you realize it's past noon? We need to get up. I'm really hungry.."

Sirius just mumbled and rolled over, burying his face in Remus's shoulder.

"You know, you two've been sleeping for like, thirty hours or so, it doesn't surprise me you're hungry." James remarked from across the room where he was sitting with his DADA book open on the bed. "Mum was starting to get worried about you two not coming down, she finally had to come up and see that you were sleeping peacefully. Made her much happier, but one of you is going to have to explain why you're sleeping peacefully in the same bed…"

About halfway through his speech, Sirius finally sat up and began to rub the sleep out of his eyes. He was fully alert by the time James got to the part about the same bed.

"WHAT?" He shouted, nearly leaping out of the bed. "Oh dear, that's going to be an interesting conversation."

"Calm down Sirius, it'll be okay." Remus said gently, getting out of the bed himself. "It's worth it to have a decent night's sleep."

"More than a night Moony." James chirped again.

"Fine, fine. Have it your way." Remus said, rolling his eyes. "Now how about some food?"

He was soon answered by a growl from Sirius's stomach.

"I'll take that as a yes, c'mon Padfoot." Sirius was all too happy to follow Remus down the steps to the kitchen.

"Good afternoon Remus, Sirius!" Mrs. Potter called cheerfully as they walked into the kitchen. "I've got some food ready, if you're hungry. Which I'm sure you must be. It's been over a day since either of you've eaten anything. I'm so glad you've both gotten some sleep; you were in desperate need of it. Much longer and those bags would be dragging the ground…" Mrs. Potter rambled along amiably as she fixed two plates of eggs, sausage, toast, and bacon.

"Yes, about that," James interjected, "Sirius is supposed to explain that, though I doubt he remembers promising to do so"

"Explain? Say...what's this all about?" Sirius asked, suddenly looking up from his food.

"Explaining why you two were in the same bed." James stated simply.

"Oh, err…" Sirius stumbled and turned beet red before looking up at Remus for support. Who was of course, no help, being just as beet red as Sirius, perhaps more so. "Right. That would be because, ah…"

"That's okay dear, I believe I understand." Mrs. Potter said kindly. "It wouldn't be an easy thing to put into words."

Sirius nodded and stared adamantly at his eggs. "I love him." He whispered quietly. Remus looked up at him and smiled, blushing slightly.

"That's understandable, you're both simply lovely young men, I'm so happy James has such wonderful friends. Just behave yourselves, alright?"

"Oh yes ma'am!" Sirius said quickly. "We understand that entirely." Remus nodded assent.

"We promise…but…is there anymore food?" Remus asked, looking hopefully between his empty plate and Mrs. Potter, who quickly walked over with another plate of food.

"Help yourself. You're too skinny as it is!"


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