Waiting for him | 3/3

Sun seeped through the curtains, covering most the floor boards with a sun-kissed look. Remus was the first to wake up , his gaze lingered over at Sirius’ bed which still hadn’t changed from when he last saw Sirius. Three days. Three days without their crazy, idiotic friend; his crazy , idiotic friend. He pulled himself out of bed, getting dressed for the dreaded day. His head shot up at the sound of creaking. James had woken up.

James,like Remus had looked over to Sirius’ bed, his face turning to a frown instantly. “Padfoot still isn’t back..?” He said turning to Remus as he slipped his glasses on, them sliding into place on the bridge of his nose and behind his ears.

”still not back..we should tell dumbledore I reckon, he might know where he is or how to find him..?” The wolf suggested, cocking a brow at his friend for a reply. James just sat there pinching the bridge of his nose before shaking his head and putting his hands together in his lap.

“I dunno Remus, wouldn’t dumbledore have told us if Sirius was going anywhere or Sirius himself?”The black haired boy spoke, his head down and the tips of his fingers to his forehead.

The scarred boy just looked at him. “No.. I’m not sure he would have.” That seemed to have peaked the others attention as he looked at him. “Sirius always goes off on his own.. and dumbledore would refuse to tell us where is he knew due to the fact he likes us not knowing serious stuff.” Remus spoke, a cold tone to his voice as he spoke of dumbledore.

“you alright mate?” Peter spoke up, he raised a brow at his friends. Looking between the two. “No Sirius still?”

The werewolf nods, his gaze lingers on Sirius’ bed. “I just miss my boyfriend.” He spoke harshly, throwing off his covers and standing up. “I’m going to breakfast and eating then I’ll fucking look for him, he better be back today” Remus spoke, he was blinded by anger and sadness, he just wanted Sirius right now.

”Remus, calm down, we’ll come with ya.” James spoke up, he pulled on a shirt now , Remus was already dressed by the time he and Peter were in shirts. “I’m sure padfoot’s alright.”

”hurry it up.” Remus said , with a growl coming from his throat, he watched them get dressed, as soon as Peter’s trousers were buttoned up he left the room, not waiting for them any longer.

James and Peter just looked at each other and shrug before running after Remus. “OI WAIT UP!” James yelled, almost falling as he ran down the stairs, he got to the portrait hole with Peter just as it closed behind Remus. The two caught up with him.

”slow down , I’ve only got little legs!” Peter whined, having to jog to keep up, Peter was already sweating. The three continue walking fast to the great hall. Remus walked in. Heads turned as people saw the angry marauder walking in.

Whispers broke out in the hall, people trying to figure out what was wrong with him. James and Peter just told them to mind their own business , though people didn’t listen as per usual.

Remus sat down and started making his toast angrily, his knife cutting the bread on accident half the time. He ate it like a ravenous beast, even Peter had a hard time keeping up ; whom was normally the fastest at eating unless it was Remus after the full moon.

The trio sat silently but once all three finished eating Remus looked at the other two. “Come on then. No dilly dallying!” He hissed, standing up. As he turned to face the entrance of the hall he saw a pale skinned boy with black curly hair standing there. Sirius. Remus locked eye contact with the boy and instantly ran to him, pulling him into a hug, the loudness of chatter from people died down.

“SIRIUS!” Remus yelled, he had tears down his face but they were happy tears. “Where the hell were you?” Remus asked, pulling away but having his hands on Sirius’ shoulder; almost as if he was making sure Sirius was real.

“Remus.. it was my parents-“ Sirius spoke quickly, almost scared. “T-they said my uncle alphard died.. but they just wanted me to go home to try make me take the mark..!” Sirius’ eyes were on Remus, looking for comfort in the wolf’s eyes and sure enough he found it. He hugged Remus and hid his face in his chest. Sobbing.

”you didn’t take it did you..?” James was the one to speak up now. He was standing a little behind Remus .

”no, I didn’t take it..” Sirius replied, a bit calmer as he felt Remus’ hands through his hair.

Remus sighed, he ran his hand through Sirius’s hair, he had missed this. Gosh he didn’t know what he’d do if Sirius died or went missing. “I love you.” Remus spoke, pressing a kiss to Sirius’ head.

The boy didn’t respond but nodded. He wouldn’t say I love you, he was to scared of loosing Remus if he did. The last person he said I love you to was his brother. Regulus. And that didn’t end well.