prince sirius, masquerade ball, hiding from the crowd, and dancing along to the music with remus (knight obv)
This trope. This. Trope. Ugh I love this okay:
I'd imagine they'd bith slip off somewhere in the castle grounds where they can still hear the music but wont be seen from the ballroom.
They pretend they dont recognise eachother with the Sirius in his mask and Remus out of uniform (maybe also wearing a mask) while both knowing they obviously do. it feels safer that way, they're not a royal Prince and his dutiful knight. Theyre two guests at a ball. Equals.
Remus can kiss Sirius' knuckles and Sirius can place his hands on Remus' waist and they can do it all while pretending it can last.
Remus doesnt know how to ballroom dance, I mean he might be the least elegant person ever. He tries for sirius obviously but he ends up looking like a new born foal.
this amuses Sirius to no end, and he very quickly takes the opportunity to teach Remus proper ballroom dancing.
After Remus mastered that (he stepped on sirius' feet about 8 times) remus shows sirius his dancing. The kind that happens in taverns and low brow parties when everyone's a pint or two deep. Its all stomping and clapping and swinging your partner around.
Sirius' laughs echo around the gardens as remus twirls him and remus' heart stutters at that.
Neither of them say it, but all they can think about in that moment is eachother and how they so desperately want to do this without the fear and hiding. They want to love in the light.
I think that would be the night when they first kiss. Their twirls and jumps turn into to slow dancing underneath the stars, sirius head resting on remus shoulder as they sway gently. Sirius looks up at remus wanting to say something, anything, about this. Them. How he feels. But no words are adequate.
Remus understands without sirius having to say anything. so he leans down slightly, allowing tome for sirius to pull back, but sirius just surges up to meet his lips.
Its the kind of kiss that has them grabbing at anything they can reach of eachother, hands gripping jaws and waists, fingers clutching at hair and shirts. The kind that has them panting into eachothers mouths but never splitting apart for breath.
Remus pretends not to notice Sirius' tears on their cheeks and Sirius pretends not to notice Remus' trembling hands where they hold him close.
They have to split apart eventually lest someone get suspicious of their absence. they walk back silently, saying goodbye seems like sealing their fates.
Sirius is almost immediately whisked away to dance with some eligible young lady, and Remus goes back to his post and watches from the corner. Their eyes dont leave eachother for the rest of the night.
Oops this got a lil angsty, my bad. Dw though they will kill orion and walburga soon and rule as king and his very special knight, and they can be in love and everyone will know and celebrate them :D
