The star, his moon and their comets

CHAPTER 5 The Missing Piece

The soft, golden light of morning streamed into their cozy bedroom, casting a warm glow over the tangled sheets and two figures nestled within them. Sirius stirred first, his dark hair mussed from sleep, and he couldn't help but admire the sight of Remus beside him, still lost in slumber.

With a gentle smile, Sirius leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Remus's temple. "Good morning, my love," he whispered.

Remus, feeling the tender touch and hearing Sirius's voice, stirred awake, blinking sleepily. His eyes met Sirius's, and a warm, affectionate smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Morning, Sirius."

They lay there for a moment, simply gazing at each other, as if trying to memorize every line and curve of the face that had haunted their dreams for years.

Sirius finally broke the silence, his voice filled with gratitude. "I still can't believe we're here, together, after all this time."

Remus reached out to brush a strand of hair away from Sirius's face, his fingers lingering on his cheek. "Nor can I, Sirius. It's like a dream I never thought would come true."

Sirius intertwined his fingers with Remus's, their hands resting against the warmth of the blankets. "We've been through so much, Moony. But now, we have this. Us."

Remus's eyes shimmered with emotion as he nodded. "Yes, we do. And I'm grateful for every moment of it."

They shared a soft, lingering kiss, a silent promise of the love and devotion that had brought them back together against all odds. As they held each other in the quiet embrace of the morning, they knew that their love had endured, and that they would cherish every precious moment they had together.

After their tender morning exchange, Sirius and Remus finally gathered the will to leave the warmth of their bed. Sirius stretched and grinned playfully.

"Come on, Moony. We can't stay in bed all day, tempting as that might be."

Remus chuckled and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "You're right, Sirius. Duty calls."

As they dressed and prepared for the day, Sirius's smile faded just slightly. He turned to Remus, his eyes filled with a touch of longing.

"You know, Moony, the only thing missing from our perfect life here are the little rascals, Emma and Harry."

Remus nodded, a wistful expression on his face. "I think about them every day, Sirius. They should be here with us, experiencing all of this."

Sirius reached out to squeeze Remus's hand. "We'll find a way, Moony. We'll talk to Dumbledore and figure out how to bring them home."

As they shared this solemn moment, Sirius couldn't help but inject a hint of his characteristic mischievousness. He turned to Remus with a playful grin and quipped, "Moony, do you think today's the day I finally figure out how that Muggle contraption they call a toaster works?"

Remus chuckled, shaking his head. "Honestly, Sirius, I thought you'd have mastered it by now. But I suppose we'll have to survive another day without toasted bread, because my toaster broke."

Sirius feigned a dramatic sigh. "Tragic, really. I don't know how we will manage."

As they continued getting dressed, Remus couldn't help but tease back. "Well, at least we've got the basics covered, like putting on socks the right way."

Sirius grinned and waggled his eyebrows playfully. "Ah, but who needs socks when you can just Summon them? Saves time and keeps the toes free, my dear Moony."

Remus laughed, shaking his head at Sirius's irreverent charm. "You always find a way to make life interesting, don't you?"

Sirius stepped closer, his tone turning a bit more serious. "Only because I've got you by my side, Moony."