Chap.1 Gazing

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James was sitting flirting with Lilly. It was funny, James didn't feel anything when looking at her. He use to be all over her, but now...nothing. But he kept up the act.
But there was a problem with that, he was pretty sure that she slowly started to like him. He needed to stop.

Next to James sat Remus, gazed over at Sirius. He was talking to Marlene about quidditch. He pretended to listen but all he could hear was his own thoughts. Look at his eyes! He looks better in a t-shirt. What colour is his eyes? There dark gray of course! No, black! I want them to be hazel... Remus leaned closer and without thinking asked:
  "What's your eye colour?" This took Sirius of guard.
  "My eye colour? Well...dark blue, I would say, why?"
  "Donn' know... was just thinkin' 'boat it." Remus went back to his food not even knowing what he but in his mouth. He just asked that! I'm an idiot! Why did I say that out loud?! He's gonna think I'm weird!

  "Did you boys hear about the party? An all-house halloween party! Sounds nice, right?"
  "Yeah guess so..." Remus mumbled from his bed, nose in a book.
  "But the Slytherins are gonna be there!" Sirius groaned.
  "Yeah, they live here? Suck it up." Remus spat.
  "Well, whose coming with me?"
  "I will." Peter said from his bed. "But Moony can you help me with this? I don't understand." Remus groaned and got up.
  "I'll be there if all four are." He answered. "So what do you need help with?"
  "Padfoot! Please! All of us are going!" James pleaded. Sirius thought. If I don't go me and Remus will have to spend the evening together and I will probably say something stupid. But going to a party took so much energy and my family would be there. Alone with Remus or partying and seeing my family?
  "I'm going. Don't worry."

Sirius spent the rest of the evening gazing over at Remus, who was standing bent over Peters bed. He couldn't stop himself. And he felt so dirty.
I can't wait to see him drunk. Him dancing and singing. Laughing and talking loudly. He is so confident and happy when drunk. Like he should be...

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There is a playlist on Spotify named "Two falling black stars", it is inspired by this fic and only has songs from before 1977.
It consists of Queen, Kiss, Abba and David Bowie.

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