♫ Look out your window, I can see his light... If we can sparkle he may land tonight... Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright...♪

Remus was like the moon. He was far and distant, yet familiar and warm. He was like an autumn night while you were like a spring day. He was someone it seemed you couldn't have, especially since Sirius was your twin brother.

Like nature, the moon is naturally drawn to the stars... Of course, he'd most likely never like a Slytherin like you. The heir apparent to the Noble House of Black. Slytherins and Gryffindors don't exactly match too well, but still you were enamoured with him.

You'd try to make an effort to talk to Sirius, to no avail. You'd be on friendly-ish terms with James. Peter was easy to talk to, but Remus... He was the hardest to approach. Of course you tried, but he seemed like he thought you were a nuisance so you quickly gave up on talking. Instead you went for hoarding chocolate and giving it to him whenever you saw him, despite being frustrated at yourself when he curtly acknowledges your existence.

And that's why you're here, at the astronomy tower, at 3:13am, stress smoking a cigarette (don't smoke its bad for your beautiful lungs). Inhale... Exhale... Inhale-

OMG-!? Something touches your back and you nearly jump out of your skin, throwing the carton of cigarettes at whoever touched you... oh... It's Remus. He's laughing and you're just staring.

How can he sit there and laugh and look so beautiful?

You start blushing furiously and awkwardly standing as he tries to calm down. After about a minute, he picks up the carton, grabs a fag (respectively), lights it with the tip of his wand, and hands the carton back to you.

"Sorry I scared you, {{user}}" He smokes and stands next to you. "It wasn't exactly on my bingo card of things to do tonight."