tell me a secret, a nice one

"I didn't miss it, I'm getting to it," Sirius murmured, carefully dabbing the damp cloth against the bruised skin of Remus's jaw.

"You've been cleaning the exact same patch of skin for five minutes," Remus observed, sitting on the edge of the closed toilet seat. "It doesn't even hurt anymore. You can stop."

"It could bruise worse if I don't ice it."

"That's not even ice, that's just a wet towel."

Sirius finally stopped moving. His hand rested heavily against Remus's face, the warm, damp cloth pressed over the fading bruise. "I just don't want to let go yet."

Remus’s heart skipped a beat. "Why?"

"Because," Sirius mumbled, "the second I let go, you're going to stand up, walk out that door, and go back to pretending you don't look at my mouth when I talk."

Remus completely froze. The air rushed out of his lungs in one sudden, sharp exhale.

He stared at the top of Sirius's head, the silence roaring in his ears. He waited for the smirk, or the laugh, but Sirius just sat there on the bathroom tiles, not looking Remus in the eye but still watching him with something he couldn't decipher. It looked like love.

Slowly, Remus reached out with his free hand. He tangled his fingers in Sirius's hair, gently tilting his head up to look him in the eye.

Sirius could only see Remus once or twice a year and he still stayed.

James yearned for regulus for 10 YEARS.

Regulus lied and volunteered for James so he wouldn’t have to go through the hunger games again even though he knew James would hate him.

DORCAS STARTED A WAR FOR MARLENE.

Draco: I still don’t understand why we're here when we've got a perfectly warm and safe flat waiting for us in Godric's Hollow.

Harry: It's just for two days, Draco. It's not as if we'll be here for several months. Quit being a spoiled prat.

Draco sees Harry looking out from inside the tent, remembering they'd barely talked about Harry's days on the run from the ministry of magic and Voldemort's followers, back when he was a wanted man. He's worried that Harry's PTSD could resurface once again, so he starts acting as a supportive partner.

Draco: Why did you decide to do this today?

Harry: It's a long story, really. You don't want to hear it.

Draco sits on the lower bunk bed inside the tent and pats the empty space next to him, silently inviting Harry to join him. He obliges.

Harry: On a day like this one, six years ago, Ron, Hermione and I broke into the ministry to steal the first Horcrux and couldn't return to Grimmauld Place because death eaters found our hiding place. Ever since that day, for several months, we were forced to camp in different places, never staying in one for more than forty-eight hours, trying to find the rest of bloody horcruxes Voldemort created.

Draco: So you're coming here to remember how much you suffered while doing this? It's a very Gryffindor thing to do, I suppose.

Harry smiles at him and kisses him on the lips before he resumes talking.

Harry: I realized I needed some peace after working so hard for so many years. With Voldemort dead, I'm free to do whatever I want without being seen as a public threat... I missed the sound of the rain pounding on the tent's roof, among other things, of course... I wanted to have a positive experience this time around with you by my side.

Draco kisses Harry's forehead

Draco: I'll always enjoy being with you, even if it is in a bloody tent in the middle of nowhere, darling.

Harry: You're still not convinced about this, I see.

Draco chuckles

Sirius, because no one ever treated him that gently before. No one ever gave him cuddles and kisses afterwards.

remus standing next to sirius in a group and whispering his thoughts and opinions in his ear rather than say them out loud

sirius finally able to exhale completely for the first time coming home from a long day and finds remus on their couch with a book and a cup of tea and a blanket. remus holds the edge of the blanket out to let sirius in and sirius climbs into remus' lap and lets himself be held and breathe steady against remus' chest

wolfstar leaving every social event early because remus wants to go home and sirius wants to take him home

he's either looking away, or looking down, or out of frame, or has a hand over his face

you will NEVER see a clear picture of his face as long as he's fully awake and conscious