8. The hand

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SIRIUS POV

Remus just said that we're a good match. Oh my Godric. Thought I couldn't handle more shock right now.
Remus drew me, and he thinks we fit together.
Maybe it was just a joke. I don't know.
He is still smiling. He is blushing slightly and his hazel eyes are glowing. I haven't seen anything cuter in my entire life.
Slowly I lift my shaky hand and I put it on his. His hand is burning with heat and intensity. I'm still a bit shaky. I feel his blood thumping in his hand and my heartbeat speeding.
He lifts his hand up and for a minute I can't breath. Then he takes my hand and leads me to the dorm.
Before we walk into the dark he stops.
"We won't see anything in there. Our beds are on different sides of the room, we have to let go. " he says.
"What about tomorrow?" I say.
"What do you mean?"
"About us"
"As usual I guess"
When we let go I feel the cold numb me. Or is it something else? He doesn't think of me as I do of him, that's for sure. I don't know what I think of him. Maybe it's just nothing. But I can't stop thinking of the feel of his hand in mine. My hand is still burning from his.

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