Chapter IV

Epilogue

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I'm just borrowing the characters for a little while. I intend no copyright infringement. The song Morning Song belongs to Jewel, again no copyright infringement is intended, I'm just borrowing her beautiful song.

A/N: Again, I realize that the song Morning Song did not exist in the 80's and that Remus did not write it. This will be the last chapter of my fic. I hope you enjoyed my story, and please leave me a review when your finished reading. Thanks!

Sirius' P.O.V:

The shrill sound of my alarm clock rang through the air, breaking the early morning silence. I had to get up, and somehow find a way to claw myself through another day of work before the weekend. It seemed almost impossible. The blankets were too warm, the hour too early, the bed too snug, and the man in my arms too beautiful to leave. I could have stayed here forever, under the warm quilts, watching Remus sleep.

Remus is always beautiful when he's asleep. His face looks innocent and peaceful, and his slight frame presses gracefully against my own. His golden hair falls all around his face, and in the morning it has the habit of sticking up in every direction, which of course only serves to make him even more gorgeous.

As I reach over to turn the alarm off, Remus stirs in my arms, his eyes reluctantly opening. 'It's too early to get up,' he grumbles and shifts his weight. He's always like this in the mornings. We've been together for three years now, living together for two, and he's like this every morning. The alarm goes, he grumbles, puts the pillow over his head, and grumbles some more. 'Do you have to go to work today? Just tell your boss your sick. It's too warm under the covers to get out.'

'Yes I do, Remus.' I kiss his forehead, and roll out of bed. The air is cold and chilly, and outside rain pours down persistently upon the streets out side our London flat. It wasn't going to be a good day if I went to work, there was just that feel in the air. I left the room, and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

As I was brushing my teeth, I could hear Remus walking about the flat with his usual morning spunk. I knew exactly what he would do…first he would walk to the kitchen and put on tea, then he would shuffle his way into the living room and lay on the couch for at least ten more minutes before doing anything else. But this time, he shuffled his way to the fireplace first. He was going to Floo my boss and tell him I was sick. Part of me was a little irritated by this, but the rest of me was relieved. I didn't want to go to work today, I wanted to spend the day with Remus, do everything but anything at all.

'Oh yeah, his throat is really sore, and his head is aching. Nose is running. Not fit at all to come too work.' Remus went on and on about my 'poor' condition to my boss. He must have got the, 'Tell him to get some rest, and get well then,' line because he walked away from the fire place and towards the bathroom. He leaned against the doorway with an absolutely devilish grin plastered across his face.

I took the toothbrush out of my mouth. 'Whatever happened to that straight laced schoolboy I used to know?'

'He met you.' A small laugh escaped my lips, as Remus leaned in and kissed my jaw line.

'At least let me rinse my mouth out. I just finished brushing my teeth,' I chuckled. Remus smiled, then softly began to sing, his gentle voice playfully dancing with the words he sung.

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep

Let the world spin outside out door, you're the only one that I wanna see

Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold

Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold

He grabbed my hands and pulled me out of the bathroom. Gently he pushed me against the wall and kissed me, his lips igniting a fire in my skin. He pulled away and began to sing again, his voice husky and low.

And stop thinking about what your sister said

Stop worrying about it, yes, the cat's already been fed

Come on darlin', let's go back to bed

Put the phone machine on hold

Leave the dishes in the sink

Do not answer the door

It's you that I adore-

I'm gonna give you some more

He paused to trail kisses down my jaw line and onto my neck. My hands entangled themselves in his messy hair. He started the sing again, the his warm breath caressing my neck. Slowly we made our way back to just outside the door of our bedroom.

We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet

You can drink you coffee with sugar and cream

I'll drink my decaf herbal tea

Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met...

My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with

that's a face I'd never forget

You can be Henry Miler and I'll be Anais Nin

Except this time it'll be even better,

We'll stay together in the end.

We somehow made our way into the bedroom, almost tripping over several things before falling onto the bed.

Come on darlin', let's go back to bed

Put the phone machine on hold

Leave the dishes in the sink

do not answer the door

It's you that I adore-

I'm gonna give you some more.

Let the phone ring,

Let's go back to sleep.

Remus grinned, his eyes sparkling, and he pulled the covers back over us. His hands ran down my chest, as my lips found his own. Somehow I didn't think we'd be getting much more sleep. But I can't say I have any complaints.

Fin

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