Under the stars||Wolfstar||

0.4|| The aftertaste

There wasn't enough magic in the world to describe this kiss. For one second it felt like everything was perfect. Sirius' lips were on Remus' and it seemed like Remus didn't want to change it. For that one second, Sirius thought about how he had always imagined how Remus' lips would taste. How it would be like to kiss him, and to have Remus kiss him back. For that one second, it seemed like nothing could ever ruin this. No one could make this moment less perfect.

That was until he felt two hands against his chest, pushing him backwards and with that, breaking the kiss.

'Sirius! What for Merlin's sake are you doing!' Remus yelled out.

Sirius stared at his friend. Was he angry? He seemed angry. Why? Because he kissed him? Sirius didn't know. He did know that he didn't expect Remus to push him away and because of that, he was speechless. He didn't know what to say, or what to do. He thought he did right by showing Remus why he wanted him to stay. That's what Remus had wanted, right? He wanted a reason to stay and now that Sirius had given him one, it suddenly wasn't okay?

'I... I don't know?' he murmured.

'Well, I do know. You were kissing me. Kissing me! How could you do that? Why would you even do that? Last time I checked, you were kissing a girl in the pub and now you're suddenly kissing me? You must be really drunk.'

'I'm not! Well, I am, but that's not why I kissed you!' Sirius said as he walked towards his friend. Remus on the other hand, took a step back. Like he didn't even want to be near him anymore.

'Than why? Why would you kiss me! Because I can't think of any other reason than you being drunk!'

Sirius stared at his friend, doubting if he should tell what was on the tip of his tong. He kissed Remus because frankly, he would pick Remus over any other girl he had kissed. Because he had spent the last year staring at his lips, wondering what they would taste like. How they would feel against his lips. Less soft then the lips of a girl, but much more pleasant in every single way.

'You know what, forget it. I'm going back. Do whatever you want,' Remus said and he turned around again. This time, Sirius had the feeling that his friend wouldn't stop if he would call for him. Still, it was worth a try.

'Remus, please! Wait! Let's go back together!' Sirius yelled and he started to follow his friend, but Remus turned around. Like Sirius wasn't even there.

'Come on, Remus. You don't have to ignore me? Even if you do, please, let's just go back together.'

'I don't want to be around you right now, Sirius!' Remus yelled, without turning around.

Sirius stopped walking. His friend didn't want to be with him. He didn't even want to walk back to Hogwarts together. After six years, he apparently did something so wrong that his friend wouldn't even look at him.

He just stood there, while his friend was almost out of sight. Eventually, he turned around and walked back to the pub. He still had the cloak, so he probably could go back in and try to redeem himself with the girl. Although, he didn't really feel like going back to her either. But what else could he do? Remus didn't want to see him. He had made that pretty clear. So going back to Hogwarts wasn't an option. Maybe he just needed a beer to clear his mind. Just one, since he already had a few.

A deep sigh left his lips as he walked back to the pub. For what felt like the millionth time, he grabbed the cloak and hid himself under it. He walked back into the pub, straight to the bar and decided to just grab someone-else's beer, since he didn't have a lot of money anymore. Drinking was expensive.

A few people looked over at the floating beer, since Sirius was still wearing the cloak, but nobody seemed to care. Why would they. Floating beer wasn't actually a weird thing in the wizard-world.