His eyes traveled over the pale figure in the mirror, a single teardrop sliding its way down his cheek till it dripped on the ground breaking the silence in his mind, the young werewolf couldn't help himself but start sobbing, his cold hand following the red line on his face.
Remus had many scars, and it was not like they were new, over many of years he collected the injury marks on his body, showing different battles, struggles and stories, and he hated every single one with a passion.
He had always struggled with his appearance, on nearly every occasion putting on some oversized sweater over the uniform that would hide the scars on his arms and top and give his classmates more reasons to beat him up.
Even if he wasn’t having that many breakdowns over his body since he meet his friends, which were really supportive, in their own weird ways, and since he was coming to terms with himself and learned to accept the fact that he was not just werewolf, a monster, but also just a person, and that he couldn't change what he is, everything was just way too much today.
He really didn't care, he really shouldn't care what others had to say about him, it really shouldn't hurt him.
however it did.
Hearing the annoying murmuring voices behind him in potion class, about how horrifying he looked, that no one will ever love him like that, with a nasty ugly face and acknowledging the others who he heard laughing at it.
The whole day continuing being like that and then, to top that, sitting in the great hall with his friends, his family, the most important persons in his life and hearing „You should cover them up, maybe then you would get a girlfriend“ just hurt, as if they took a silver dagger and thrust it through his heart, twisting it and pulling it out.
He knew it was just a joke and James would never really want to hurt him, any other day he might have laughed about it and would tease him about his own lack of a girlfriend.
But Remus just couldn’t help himself but run away.
It was like they just shared the thoughts with the other students; that he was unlovable, that he was ugly, a monster.
He was glad that the dorm was abandoned and pretty sure it would be a bit longer, since James and Sirius had quidditch practice after dinner and Peter would follow them as always. normally Remus would too, just to stare at Sirius.
He sighted as his sadness turned into anger and his fist hit his reflection in the mirror, he gasped after realizing what he did, falling to his knees. little blood drops falling on the slightly wet floor, quickly turning his feelings back to being sad and sobbing loudly, not even noticing the presence of someone else in the room.
The rattling of the mirror is the first thing he heard that uncovered the new person who just entered, the glass slowly, piece by piece, is brought back together again and hangs safely on the wall, his hand slowly being healed, which caused a little sensation of burning on his skin which didn’t really bother him at this moment, after a few seconds it was as if nothing had ever happened.
“Hey” sounds the breathless voice of Sirius.
Remus only hid behind his hands while still kneeling on the floor.
The older black letting himself fall next to him and gently removes his hands from his best friend’s face, his thumb caressing the back of the other boys hand.
They both look each other in the eye, minutes go by when no one says anything.
“Here, eat this, it will help” Sirius breaks the tension and hands the other boy a piece of chocolate, he knew Remus loved them and always handed them out to anyone he saw who had a bad day, stating they would be a piece of happiness and hopes, that’s why Sirius started to always carry some in his pocket.
Remus slight smile did not reach his eyes “Shouldn’t you…shouldn’t you be at Quidditch?” he asked afterwards.
“What James said was not okay, I saw that it hurt you and I wanted to make sure that you were okay first, I was worried about you”, he said.
“Sorry”
“Don’t apologize” Sirius placed a hand on his friends cheek and tracing along his scars “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen” he said breathless, adoring the other.
“I don’t know... I-” Remus begins as his cheeks turn red, but Sirius interrupts him immediately.
“You’re beautiful, even if you can’t see it yet, I want to…damn…I need to show you and make it clear, everyone who says otherwise is just blind. Your scars aren’t terrible, they make you special, I think they have something artistic, they adorn you and show you how strong you are, stronger than all of us, they give you a certain something, I think you look great, like a lion’s stripes, a true Gryffindor. And not only all that, your…your messy hair is so soft as if I were stroking my hand through a field of flowers. Your eyes that sparkle when you talk about something that catches your interest, they sparkle like the stars in the sky and I just get lost and float around. You’re so adorable after someone says something nice to you, you look cute in your sweaters and when you’re half asleep on the couch and you’ve got a book in your lap and look at it with the sparkle, I just want to take a picture and put it where my heart is. The others are lying when they say that no one will love you, you’ve wrapped all the girls around your finger, James and Peter too, they are idiots but they love you and especially I...I love...I love you. It feels like you’re my sun like I couldn’t live without you and when you’re gone it’s all dark, I fell for you, hard, right on my face, probably breaking my neck on the way down… and I never wanted to tell you because I don’t want to lose you, but I love you…I fucking adore you”
For a moment time stopped and they only looked each other in the eye, Sirius' emotional outburst was unexpected.
“Sorry” Sirius apologized more calmly and wanted to turn away but Remus held him by his arm, pulled him back and kissed him aggressively in fear he would leave him.
Shortly their lips parted and they looked into each other’s eyes, both sparkling while a smile adorned their lips, Remus gently put some of the black curls behind his lovers ears.
Next, Sirius bends over to imitate a gentler kiss this time, happier and feeling way lighter now that his feelings were reveled.
After that day they were officially in a relationship and nobody dared to say anything about Remus because otherwise they would have been given murderous looks from the Black.
James apologized immediately and just as quickly the conflict was forgotten, the group being back more supportive and caring about each other.
From now on, his boyfriend was there for him to show him how beautiful he is when he had a bad day and those were getting fewer and fewer.
The stars in the sky now shining a little brighter than before.