One Shot... James and Sirius.
WARNING!
SLASH AND 1 SWEAR WORD.
I don't own any of the characters, these pretty boys belong to JK Rowling heh heh :)
Rating... T
Please R+R and enjoy!
Also, give me some suggestions on parings and I may consider writing them! I'll write one and give you a link to it if you want one!
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"Oh Sirius, what am I going to do!" James Potter exclaimed to his best friend, pacing the floors of the Gryffindor common room.
"Well, you could-, Sirius began, but was cut off by James.
"I mean Padfoot, it's already sixth year and I still haven't got even a pathetic date with Lily!" James complained, tugging at pieces of his jet black hair.
"Well, for a start you could- , Sirius tried once again, but was once more cut off.
"I thought she would have she would have agreed by now, I mean, it's been four years," James cried, looking like a tortured little puppy.
"Well Jamesie-
"And she would rather be with grease ball than me"
"There is always-
"The many pick up lines I try"
"Well, to be honest Prongs-
"I try and try and try and all I get is failure!"
"Oh, James don't-
"You don't know what it's like Sirius!"
"Well, actually I-
"It's like my heart had been tugged right out of my- umph!"
But James didn't get to finish his complaining, as Sirius' mouth was in the way.
His best friend had him grabbed by the shoulders tightly and pressed his soft lips against his hardly.
When Sirius broke the kiss, James' mouth was in an o shape, and the blood began to rise to his cheeks and ears.
After a couple of seconds of awkward silence, James cleared his throat and broke it.
"Was that to shut me up?" he asked simply, in more of a whisper.
Sirius shrugged, like a child would do so if they were accused of something bad.
James grinned mischievously and through his arms up around his best friend's neck,
"You're a real bastard, you know that?" he said to him.
"Oh, I know," Sirius replied, smirking, as James leaned in for a deeper kiss, which was responded most eagerly.
FIN