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AN: I dunno, I got a request to do a sequel for this, and I do that for anybody! So that's why I'm asking now for reviews (especially with my new story Hotel Roosevelt) and for requests of a story… please??

Dirty Little Secret

A year ago things had seemed irreparable. They had seemed broken and meddled with; tampered with, and completely messed up.

Yet a year later everything was normal. One day after New Years Eve and things were over. No more worrying or meddling or awkward glances. No more fights about what happened and why,

"Did something happen between you two?"

"No, James." Remus responded.

"I was just wondering, you're acting really strange–" James somehow persisted.

"Shut the hell up, James." Sirius snapped, and Remus gave him a look.

"You're the one who needs to shut up, Sirius." Remus hissed, and Sirius' eyes flashed.

"Leave me alone."

"Shut up."

"It wasn't me who started it, Remus."

Remus' eyes were already foggy as he glared back. James had already left the room.

"Don't you talk to me about that."

"No, we're going to talk about it now," Sirius said. "What, are you afraid?"

Remus trembled, his lower lip quivering. "Shut up." He whispered.

"Are you going to cry, Remus?" Sirius asked incredulously, a smirk going onto his face.

"Are you trying to make me cry?"

"No."

"Then shut up, Sirius. Leave me alone." Remus hissed.

"Stop being so wimpy. You're so unstable." Sirius snapped, his eyes narrowed.

"You're insufferable." Remus shot back, tears blurring his vision.

"I can't believe you're so intolerable."

"I can't believe you think you're so perfect."

"Bastard." Sirius shot venomously.

"Idiot."

"Unbearable perfectionist."

"Wanker." Remus said back, tears going down his cheek but his insides burning.

"Jerk."

"Just like the rest of the family, aren't you?"

"Beast!" Sirius yelled, throwing his pillow over at Remus. Remus ducked.

"Insensitive!"

"I don't care, at least I'm still human!" The Animagus shouted loudly, anger burning inside of him. There was a ringing silence.

With hurtful eyes Remus looked at him, his tears still running.

"With your insensitivity," He started, trembling. "I'm more human than you are."

Sirius stood shaking in the corner with fury.

"Shut up."

There was another silence.

"I can't believe I ever loved you." Remus whispered in the softest, saddest voice Sirius had ever heard. He looked at him briefly.

"I told you to shut up." He said quietly. Remus looked downward.

"You're insensitive, thick, slow, and heartbreaking, Sirius. I hope that's what you wanted to become," Remus finished. "It's a miracle if you ever will be different."

"I am different." Sirius said quietly, but Remus had already vanished, climbing up the stairs.

They had gone through so much. And so much had to be forgotten. Sirius thought that things were irreparable when Remus had kissed him and he had kissed him back, but denied him nevertheless, but he knew that things were over with when they fought over and over – Sirius saying things that were unforgivable. He had called him not human even though he knew that Remus was, but now Remus would remember that forever, and believe it too.

It was quite a surprise when both of them ignored it all on New Years Day.

"Will you just talk to him?"

"No," Remus said stubbornly. "You don't even understand. Stop playing matchmaker." He said to James, sitting in the corner, hugging his knees.

"You're being stupid. Just go up to him."

"Stop it, James." Remus hissed, and held up a hand.

"Fine," He said back. "Do you at least want a butterbeer?"

"Do you want to get me drunk?"

"Not necessarily." James said carefully.

"Look, you already dragged me down here, just let me be."

Sirius passed James, poking him in the shoulder. His eyes flickered to meet Remus', who looked away quickly.

"Will you talk to him, Sirius?" James mumbled, and Remus sighed.

"No, James, mind your own business–"

"Oh, come on–"

"James, stop pushing him," Remus said, almost defending Sirius. "He can make up his own mind."

James looked rather furiously between the two of them. Sirius looked at Remus, but he didn't look at him anymore.

"Fine." He hissed, and stalked off into the crowd.

Sirius was still looking at Remus when Remus looked up. It seemed as though for a moment they had been bonded together by James' attempts.

They both looked away again and Sirius walked away.

Sirius was confused, of course, but he was exuberant at the same time.

Sirius had a dirty little secret.

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Remus wasn't exactly thrilled when he woke up the next morning after New Years Eve. He hadn't been thrilled to wake up since April.

"This is ridiculous," He muttered, and threw the blankets aside.

He found Sirius standing at the pole of his bed, looking rather upset and hurting.

Remus was confused, of course, but exuberant at the same time.

Remus had a dirty little secret.

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"Moony?" He asked gently, and stopped leaning against the pole. He stood up straight.

"Yes?" Remus said, halfway coldly and halfway softly. He wasn't sure what was going on.

"I know this is a bit late, but I really can't stand it anymore. I'm really sorry."

"What?"

"About everything! The fights, the yelling, the multiple silent treatments!" He said loudly, throwing his hands up exasperatedly and looking sideways. "I'm so so sorry. I never meant it to be this way."

Remus smiled slightly. "I'm sorry too, Sirius. It was my fault in the first place?"

"What? Rubbish! It was my fault – this is just stupid–"

"Sirius, it's okay, it's over now." Remus said softly. His hand twitched.

"Not entirely." Sirius muttered quietly, but nodded nonetheless.

"Okay. Want to go to breakfast?"

"Yeah. C'mon." He said carefully.

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Sirius' dirty little secret is more than just private. It's his own memento of his fragile life and what he's done wrong.

He still loved Remus.

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Remus' dirty little secret was more than just his life. It was more than just wasting his time with Sirius and wanting to know more than he should about what Sirius threw away himself.

He still loved Sirius.

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It was an awkward, strangely polite day for both of them. But when they both walked up to their dormitories things got even more awkward.

"It's been a year, basically," Sirius said, sighing. "I've been avoiding, fighting, yelling, and insulting you for a year. I haven't been your friend for a year."

"You're missing four months of time for it to be a full year."

"Fine, then two-thirds of a year," Sirius corrected. "I've even missed your grammar."

Remus smiled, slipping his robes off and putting on his pajama pants when he felt himself being catapulted onto the bed. Sirius onto of him, smiling broadly, Remus let out a gasp of air.

"I've missed you, Moony." Sirius buried his head in his neck, and Remus laughed.

"I've missed you, too."

They both feel so right in each other's arms, holding each other and breathing in each other's scent. But they don't know it's mutual.

"Tell me a secret." Sirius' muffled voice said.

"What?"

"Two-thirds of a year has passed. You must have a secret, now." Sirius said, smiling, and rolled off of Remus onto the other side of him. They both only have their pajama bottoms on, both of their chests bare. Remus isn't being subconscious about his scars yet, he's too busy looking at Sirius, and Sirius is too busy looking at Remus to notice his scars.

"I dunno. You tell me one."

"We'll both say one at the same time." Sirius compromised, and Remus smiled.

"Okay. Three seconds?"

"Two."

"One." Remus said.

"I have a dirty little secret." Both of them say in unison, but neither of them laugh. Their smiles just fall off of their faces.

"What's yours?"

"What's yours?"

They both smiled faintly. Remus looked at the sheets and Sirius looked at the pillow.

At the same time the both moved forward, Sirius' arm wrapped around his waist and Remus entangled his hands into Sirius' sleek hair. They both moaned together as their lips touched for the second time, yet this time there was no hesitation from either one of them.

They tried to push each other closer but it seemed impossible. Their skin touched and fire ignited inside of both of them.

"I love you." They both said together, their mouths panting hotly against each other.

"Was that your secret?"

"Yeah." Sirius responded.

"That was mine too."

"It wasn't a dirty little secret then."

"It was." Remus said, and smiled.

"I guess so. Can you keep it?"

"We both will."

Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret

Who has to know
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret

Who has to know
The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping thoughts won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It's eating me apart
Trace this life out

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret

Who has to know
Who has to know