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Day 20 wellymuck

Title: The First Person to Know...
Author: Kate (closet_zebra)
Feedback: Hope you all like this one.
Pairing: Sirius/ Remus. Our Pupps. OTP
Rating: PG.13--  Snogging and seemingly rather a lot of touching but that's it I think.

Summary- Remus and Sirius 'talk' together after getting off the train to Hogwarts. Unknown to them however, a student sees them hidden away on the end of the platform...</em>

The First Person to Know...

The first person to know about Remus and Sirius was not James or Peter. It wasn’t a teacher or a parent. It was a 20 year old student girl at the train station, waiting to get on to the exchange for Chester and catching, quite unexpectedly, two young lovers with their mouths brushing together in an alcove beside platform 10.

The lines of the two boy’s bodies were perfectly fitted, straight and lean and just the right height to let them stare into each other’s eyes without tiptoes, fingers long and thin and perfect for slipping into soft hair.

One of the boys was exceedingly good-looking, with hair of an unnatural straightness and shoulders of exact proportion to his waist, like a sculpture in the Royal Gallery that the girl had seen when she’d visited last year. His sharp nose and chisselled cheekbones touched against the other boy’s, who seemed to grin against the lips of his lover with a happy contentment, simply glad to be there.

The other boy, only a hairlength shorter than the dark haired boy, was fair and golden and touched at every caring feeling within her body, a strange wish to hold him, to hug him and comfort him that made her question him. Where, with the other boy, you simply knew he was handsome and smart and confident, the trail of his hands down the other boy’s back a testimony to his lack of insecurity, with the fair haired boy, nothing seemed to be quite so certain. His body seemed to submit without question, to just move closer as though understanding and accepting easily the other boy’s ownership over him, and yet you couldn’t help but wonder whether it was the other way around, whether the fair haired boy really had all of the control.

The girl had never seen a same sex couple before. She had thought them a made up media drive, something that her friends would sit and talk and laugh about sometimes. She had always assumed that, were she ever presented with an example, she’d be repulsed, or at least shocked. Yet, these two boys, so silent within their hole in the wall, unnoticed by any eyes but her own...They just seemed right. Without even knowing them you just understood. They were right for each other. There wasn’t any other way they could be.

She watched with curiousity, enthralled as they kissed, one of their hand’s fingers linked, the other hands wrapped around waist and shoulders and trailing over hips. They were away from the world in their alcove, unseen and unaware of anything else but each other, completely held within what was obviously love.

Eventually, smiling gently, they pulled away and began to talk in whispers, foreheads together and eyes locked tight. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling as the fair

haired boy began to laugh brightly and the particularly handsome boy grabbed him and nuzzled gently at his neck, causing him to laugh even more, his eyes closed to the world.

She tried to look away and for a few moments stared down the lines of track after a train. Her eyes couldn’t help themselves though, they wandered back to the couple still within each other’s arms at the end of the platform, hidden within their little alcove by brick walls that only really allowed her to see. They seemed now deep in conversation about something, probably still conducting in whispers but now more frantic, more serious. The dark haired boy raised his lover’s hand, fingers linked gently between fingers, and kissed the tips of each one, the fair haired boy watching him silently for a moment.

A moment passed in what she assumed to be silence as neither spoke, then the fair haired boy leaned forward and spoke, smiling a little and she knew what he’d said. The words ‘I love you’ could be regonized from a mile away. Her eyes jumped to the other boy, who stood, for a few moments in complete shock and she waited, almost as anxiously as the fairhaired boy beside him, waiting for the answer that he’d have to give. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she waited and, it seemed, her patience was as short as the boy who’d spoken, as his nerve quickly left and he blushed deeply, pulling his fingers free and walking away in obvious embarrassment.

She knew her mouth had fallen open but she couldn’t look away, staring transfixed at the dark haired boy who suddenly grabbed the other boy and brought their lips together fiercly in a kiss that made her feel almost jealous that she wasn’t one of them. As the dark haired boy grabbed his lover around the waist and pulled him backwards into the alcove again she almost laughed a little, a blush coming into her own cheeks. What was she doing watching them?

She was just extremely glad that the two lovers were obviously too caught up in each other to recognize what anyone else may be doing around them.

She stood, seeing her train approaching and looked back over to see only the back of the fair haired boy, the hands of his lover now tightly around him, obviously holding him close in a kiss that didn’t need to end. She stared until the train obstructed her view and then blushed deeply at the ground. She couldn’t wait to tell her friends back at University....

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Back in the station Remus finally broke his lips apart from Sirius’, dishevelled and out of breath and warm in the face but so content that he couldn’t help but laugh as soon as given the air to breath. ‘You really mean it? You really do love me too?’

Sirius nods slowly, ‘Yeah, I really do,’ he laughs, his eyes bright and grey and holding a clarity that Remus doesn’t think he’s seen anywhere else. ‘I love you more than anything.’

Remus laughs again and they kiss, tongues and lips and deep breathing, hands moving down each other’s body as they move as close as they can, almost as if they wish they could just melt into each other and become one person, one heart.

‘I guess we should seriously let James and Peter know now then,’ Sirius laughs, out of breath, as they walk from the station, so close that their arms are touching. After a few moments they give in and hold hands, fingers brushing against each other too much of a temptation not to grasp and hold onto as though for dear life.

‘Yeah I guess so,’ Remus laughs nervously, wondering what it’ll be like. ‘I hope they’re not really disgusted or something...Or...Or angry or...’

Sirius rolls his eyes and squeezes Remus’ fingers gently, ‘Moony!’ he laughs, leaning over and kissing Remus’ cheek as they cross an empty platform. ‘Stop worrying. That’s why we’re telling them first. Because no-one else would understand yet. You’ll see. It’ll be fine I promise.’

‘Right,’ Remus nods slowly, eyes softened and taking in every detail of Sirius’ beautiful eyes as though it’s the first time he’s ever seen them. ‘I always wanted them to be the first ones to know anyway....’