*AN: THE CHAPTERS HAVE NAMES NOW YAY*
The next day, Sirius was sitting at his table at the Great Hall for breakfast, eating his carefully made pancakes when the sound of the door opening caught his attention.
He felt his heart quicken and had to bite his lip to contain a huge smile as he saw who was entering the room and images of the previous night flooded his brain.
After they first kissed, him and Remus had stayed almost an hour talking, kissing and just staring at each other with heart eyes before Sirius had finally walked back to his chambers.
Remus stepped into the Great Hall with a big tray on his hands and immediately turned to the royal family.
"Good morning, Your Majesties," he bowed professionally, careful not to loose his balance.
Sirius' parents completely ignored the greeting, and as Remus lifted his head back up, Sirius managed to catch his eyes for a second, which was all he needed. He swiftly led his hand to his left ear and tugged at it, letting out a relieved sigh as Remus discretely did the same.
Sirius bit back another smile. He had suggested they came up with some sort of signal, something to let them know the other wanted to talk without raising any suspects. That was their new code, just between them, and it felt special.
He finished his pancakes and turned his head to where Remus now stood. His eyes involuntary lingered for a second on the five most recent empty seats in the back.
Five more women, gone. Sirius had been informed, as soon as he woke up, that they had demanded immediate departure from the palace due to the attacks. He honestly couldn't blame them.
He didn't pay much more attention to that, though, as he was too caught up on observing the boy. He watched the way he moved, how he effortlessly carried the tray with just one hand while he served milk to The Selected.
Sirius had just taken a sip of his coffee when suddenly Remus turned his back to where he sat in order to attend to another woman, and Sirius was greeted with a spectacular view of his backside.
He choked on the hot liquid and felt his mouth water as he stared shamelessly at the curves of Remus' ass, that was trapped in tight white pants. And oh man, what an ass.
'How am I supposed to control myself when he looks like that?'
"Sirius? What's going on? You're drooling," Sirius was startled out of his trance by Regulus' voice close to his ear, not louder than a whisper.
He looked at his brother, that was staring at him quizzically, and tried to shake himself out of the direction that his (not so pure) thoughts were going. That was definitely not the time or place to that type of fantasies.
"Oh nothing, got distracted, haha," he laughed a little, putting his most innocent smile on and trying not to sound so tense.
It probably worked, since Regulus merely shrugged and went back to eating his muffins.
Sirius let out a relieved sigh and traveled his look back to Remus, hoping to be able to appreciate the sight a little longer, but Remus had already turned back. He swallowed his disappointment and went back to observe the man as he worked.
However, as he looked at him, Sirius began to notice something that he hadn't before. He saw that many of the women were treating Remus really badly, as he was as worthless as the old tray he carried. He also saw at least four of them throwing him weird looks as he passed, as well as rudely giving him orders.
Sirius immediately felt anger begin to rise through him as he watched the scene. Remus seemed completely unbothered by that, though, and Sirius knew the other man had probably had to deal with things like that all of his life, which only made him even more furious.
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Falling for the Unexpected (wolfstar)
Storie d'amoreWhen Sirius Black, prince and heir to the throne of Illéa, turns eighteen years old, it's time for his Selection, in which he must choose one of 35 young women to get married to and rule the country alongside him. But what happens when a pair of...