"Remus?" I yell, before they go through the passport control. He turns around, and looks at me, tears in his eyes. James and I run over to them, and his parents look absolutely furious. But fuck them. I grab Remus' hand, and I look down at it for a second. I haven't lost my guts, have I? But then I look up at his face, and no, I haven't. "I love you." There, I said it. I love him. I love Remus Lupin. I am head over heels in love with Remus Lupin. Beautiful Remus. My best friend Remus. My boyfriend Remus. His face turns a dark shade of red at first, but then he gets the biggest, sweetest smile on his face.

"I love you too," he says, and he puts his hand on the side of my face and kisses me, while I'm still holding his other hand.

"Oh, for pity's sake," Mrs. Lupin says. "This has gone far enough. Remus!"

"I can't," Remus says, and he turns to face his parents. "I can't go to America."

"Yes, you can, and you will. You are going to live with your aunt Annabeth, and you will stay there until you have gotten through this silly phase," Mrs. Lupin says. Fucking hell, what is wrong with these people? "We will not let you throw away your education and your career for some silly crush."

"It's not some silly crush. I love him," Remus tries, but his mother just rolls her eyes.

"That is enough," Mr. Lupin says, and he grabs Remus' arm, and tries to drag him away. But Remus pulls himself loose, looking angrier and stronger than I have ever seen him.

"No," he says. "I am not going. I want to stay with my friends. With Sirius."

"Remus John Lupin," Mrs. Lupin begins, but Remus doesn't even give her the chance to finish what she was going to say. Fucking hell do I want to kiss him right now. Because he is looking really goddamned hot when he is angry.

"Yes, I am gay, but that isn't going to change if you ship me off to America. I'll still be gay when I come back. And yes, I am dating Sirius, but that has no influence on my education whatsoever." Well, that's not true. "The only influence it has on my life is that I am now happier. I have amazing friends, a boyfriend who means the goddamned world to me… and you want to take that away from me?" he spits out, looking furious. I look over at James, who is looking as impressed as I am. Because wow, where did shy Remus go? We are in the middle of an airport, and people are staring at him, and here he is, shouting at his parents.

"Mr. and Mrs. Lupin, I know how important school is to Remus. I would do nothing to try and ruin that for him," I say, but fuck, that isn't true. We all know he was late for his exams because of me. And he would have gotten even better grades at the end of the year if I hadn't distracted him while he had been making his homework. But fuck, there's no need for them to know that. "I want him to succeed, because he means a lot to me," I say. Wow, I actually sound quite alright at the moment. Fuck, before you know it, they may actually think I'm a good influence on Remus. I would, if I wouldn't know me. Well, maybe not. I still look like a tramp. But I sure as hell can try. "He means the world to me, and I will do everything I can, to help him with his education. So please don't think that I would be a distraction."

"See?" Remus says, and I see that James is trying hard not to laugh, because the bastard knows exactly what happened with the exams.

"That's true," he says. "Please let him stay here."

"Please," Remus tries, but I can see that those fuckers still don't care about his feelings.

"I will not stand for this," Mr. Lupin says, and I can see Remus breaking down. "You, young man, are getting on that flight, or…"

"Or what?" Remus asks, fighting his tears. I grab his hand, and his mother just rolls her eyes. "You'll kick me out? You'll stop loving me? You don't want me as a son anymore? Because when you send me to America, I'll be gone anyway. You won't have a son anymore. And if you'll stop loving me? What will change?" he asks, and a silence follows. His parents don't even answer. They can't even manage to say that they do love him. "I see," he says.

"Come on, let's go," James says. "You can both stay at my house."

"But your belongings…," Mrs. Lupin tries, but Remus shrugs.

"I don't need them," he says, and without saying another word, the three of us leave the airport. We get a taxi, and drive to James' house, neither of us saying a word. What can we say? This wasn't supposed to happen. And what the fuck will happen now? Will they contact him? Will he have to go back to them? Will they drag him off to America anyway? Or has he just lost his family? Has he just become homeless?

"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Potter asks when the three of us walk into the living room of their mansion. She is sitting there, reading a book. The Potters, like I have mentioned, are handsome rich bastards, and they probably think I'm shit, but they always treat me like one of their own. They are great. "Weren't you supposed to be in school for another couple of days?"

"We were, but…," James says, and he explains what has happened.

"Oh dear, come here," Mrs. Potter says, and she gives Remus a big hug. "Let's get a cup of tea," she says, and we follow her to the kitchen. We all sit down at the kitchen table, and after she has made us tea, and has given us all fresh cookies, she joins us.

"I'm sorry for showing up here," Remus says, but Mrs. Potter shakes her head.

"You're always welcome here, love. And so are you, Sirius. James' friends are like family to us," she says, flashing a loving smile. "I don't understand how your parents can be so awful. I am sorry, because I don't want to insult your family, but bloody hell, would I like to just smack some sense into them. How can two adults be so stupid? If you're gay, you're gay. Going to the other side of the world isn't going to change that. Bloody hell." she says, and we all can't help but laugh. Here she is, looking posh as fuck, in her perfect dress which cost a fortune, a pearl necklace, pearl earrings, her hair perfectly tied up. And yet, she is probably cooler than any other parent we know. "I'm sorry, but when it comes to that subject, I can get a little wound up."

"Mum's brother is gay," James explains.

"He had a terrible time at school. And then our parents were just like your parents. God, did I hate them. But he's happily married now, so you see, things might seem awful now, but before you know it, you're an adult, and you're happily married," Mrs. Potter says, and I can feel my heart starting to race. I know she's only trying to comfort Remus, but fucking hell, I am his boyfriend. When you talk about him getting married, you talk about either me getting married, or about me getting dumped so he can get married to someone else. So fuck. Remus flashes a small smile at me, and my insides make a little jump. What? Did he like the idea of marriage? Or did he just feel a little happier again? What was that? Talk to me, Remus!

Remus and I are in bed, but we can't sleep. Today has been too much for both of us. After we had gotten there, and had finished our tea and cookies, Mrs. Potter had called the school to explain what had happened. She had also arranged for someone to bring our belongings to the mansion, so we wouldn't have to go back and pick them up. We were allowed to stay for the summer, and after the school year, we will have to get a job, to pay rent. Only a little, so we can also save up to get our own place. James had been angry about us having to pay rent, but we don't mind. Fuck, at least we're not homeless. I don't mind, but Remus deserves better. He deserves the best.

"I love you," he whispers, as he looks into my eyes, and I can't help but smile. He is so goddamned beautiful. Pure fucking beauty, Remus is. The sweetest, kindest, most beautiful person I have ever met. And he loves me. Just the thought of it makes my heart jump. I brush the hair out of his face, and kiss him.

"I love you too."

"So ehm… when Mrs. Potter said ehm… you know…," he nervously stutters. I can't help but smile, because even now, when he's nervous and blushing, he is still the most beautiful creature. I love him so fucking much. "What she said, about the future."

"About marriage?"

"Do you want to get married one day?" he asks. Fuck, Remus. You know that I don't think about the future. Fuck knows what the future brings… I think. I guess. But I do. I do want to marry him one day. I do want to stay with him, get a place to live, get married, start a family… I want all of that. I want my future to be that. Fuck, I have become one of those people who starts planning things for the future. Fuck you, Remus. This is all your fault. And I still blame James. And Rambo and thingy. I blame them as well.

"I guess," I say, feeling nervous, and the nervous smile on his face grows. I guess he liked the answer then.

"Good," he says, and he snuggles up to me. I wrap my arms around him, and kiss the top of his head, and I can't help but smile. Fuck knows what the future may bring. For all I know, his parents are coming to pick him up to take him away from me tomorrow. Or he gets sick of the sight of me in a couple of weeks. Or he meets someone else. Or we'll simply fall out of love. Not that I think I ever will stop loving him. I think I'd sooner die. All I know is that I am in love with him. And he is in love with me. And when I look at him, my heart skips a beat. I want to protect him, hold him, keep him safe. And I want to kiss him, hug him, touch him, hold his hand. I want to travel the world with him, go to boring museums just to see him smile. But I also want to talk to him, tell him all my secrets, listen to all of his secrets, laugh with him, even cry with him. Or sometimes just spend time with him, in silence. Just being with him. As long as he's with me, it's enough. When he's around, I feel complete. And if that isn't what love is, then fuck knows what love is.

But I really, truly fucking love him. Shy Remus. My best friend Remus. My boyfriend Remus. Beautiful Remus…

Pure fucking beauty, Remus is.