eclipse ☆ wolfstar au

☆ five ☆

REMUS IS AWAKEN BY THE SUNLIGHT streaming in through the windows of the Gryffindor Common Room. He rubs his eyes and looks at the clock. It reads 5:30. Remus sits up and pulls on the black t-shirt Sirius had lent him on their prank only five hours ago. Remus had surprisingly slept good, he usually had his nightmares.

Remus looks down at the other boy, still asleep. Sirius is splayed out all over the floor, his head on the pillow but his legs peeking out on the other side of the duvet. He seems to be hugging his book tightly to his chest. Remus chuckles.

Sirius groans as he rolls over, nearly bumping his head on the leg of the coffee table next to him. Remus sits on the couch, smiling down at Sirius. Sirius rubs his eyes and opens them as he lies face up all the floor. The first thing he sees is Remus' face, smiling down at him. Sirius wants to lean up and - Sirius shakes his head, pushing the thought away.

"Good morning, Sirius." Remus says, stretching his arms.

Sirius smiles. "Good morning, Remus." he says. Remus' eyes widen a bit because his voice has dropped almost one octave from what it was last night.

"How'd you sleep?" Sirius asks, searching the floor for his black hair tie.

"Amazing, actually. I usually..." Remus starts but hesitates. He doesn't want to tell Sirius quite yet that he gets nightmares.

A long strand of black, curly hair falls in Sirius' face, as he tilts his head. "You usually what, Remus?" he asks. Remus shakes his head. "Nevermind."

Sirius nods and decides to let it go. He didn't want to make Remus feel uncomfortable around him. "What are you looking for, Padfoot?" Remus asks.

"My hair tie, to tie up this mop." Sirius chuckles, running a hand through his hair. Remus looks around on the floor and spots it, right by his foot. "Here it is," he says, picking it up and handing it to Sirius.

"Thanks, Moony. Must've fallen out last night." Sirius says pulling his hair into his signature bun. He sighs as he begins to pick up the grey duvet and his book. Remus stands up and grabs Sirius' blue pillow off the ground, following the other boy as he walks to their room.

Once again in the room, Remus slips off Sirius' shirt and folds it neatly before placing it on his bed after Sirius replaces the duvet. "Where's my pillow, Moony?"

Remus smirks and he whacks Sirius on the side with the blue pillow. Sirius turns around, mischief in his eyes. "Oh, you wanna play dirty, Lupin? Let's go, I'll whoop your arse at a pillow fight." he says, grabbing a pillow off of Remus' bed.

Remus smiles at him. "You're on, Black." He holds the pillow st his side, grinning. "On three," Sirius says, mirroring Remus' action.

"One,"

"Two." Remus says. He feels happy and light. Somehow being around Sirius gave him this feeling. Remus did not want this to go away.

"Three!" Sirius yells. He raises the pillow above his head and it lands on Remus' side. The two are already laughing as they hit each other with the pillows. Remus falls to the floor, laughing. Sirius is laughing too, but he can't seem to find the energy to whack Remus back. Both of them lie on the carpet laughing with the pillows on the side of them.