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: But I'm A Prefect:
: Chapter 1:
--- Summer 1975---
"Oh, c'mon, a kiss Remus, how dangerous can it be?"
Sirius Black sat pouting in darkness across the grass behind the Black Manor, his back pressed against Remus Lupin. No sounds were around him except the rattle of leaves, and the nervous breathing of his dearest friend.
It was the summer before their seventh year, and Sirius was very much in love with Remus. He didn't want to waste anytime seducing the young werewolf before he slipped back into his no-nonsense manner for their next year. Seducing Remus was the most fun, and perhaps the stupidest thing Sirius Orion Black had ever done. If his family had found a "half-breed" in their back yard, they'd have gone banana crackers. Thankfully, it was dark, and no one was aware of Sirius's antics.
Remus hid his coffee eyes behind his dark brown hair, and then bit his lip until it turned red, "I don't want to harm you, Padfoot."
Sirius snaked his hand across the grass and touched Moony's pale one. Moony, instead of recoiling, let his hand rest against Sirius's. "I suppose it's pointless to argue with you," he said. "You won't listen to me, will you?"
"Of course not," Sirius replied, running his thumb over the peak of Remus's lips. "Now, keep your voice down or you'll wake Regulus."
"I'm being serious!"
"So am I."
They stared at one another, but not in an awkward way, but a romantic way. Their lips touched a second later, almost like a movie. Sirius had watched these "movies" to become familiar with muggle entertainment. Often times, the actors stared for a while and then kissed. Sometimes it was tender, and sometimes, forceful. Sirius, trying his best to tender, flicked his pink tongue against Moony's lips, and shortly pierced his mouth, tasting the soft underside of his mouth. Moony's eyes became big at first, and then automatically fluttered shut. He felt Sirius's hands push him back into the Earth until he was resting on top of him, their chests pressed and breathing shaking. Before long, shirts and socks covered the ground, and then ties and belts.
Sirius's fingers traced over the scars on his neck and chest. Remus hated his wounds being touched. The lines ran like a jigsaw puzzle across his upper torso and around his back. Remus thought they were ugly, but Sirius found them beautiful.
"I love you, Moony," he said softly.
"Don't." Remus said.
"Don't what?"
"Don't fall in love with me, Sirius…"
Sirius frowned for a moment, his feelings suddenly damp. Suddenly, he was angry at Remus for not loving him back, for shying away. He felt his eyes burn. He hated to cry.
"Sirius?"
He said nothing, only leaned in to kiss him again, this time more aggressively. They rolled against the grass, feeling it tickle their skin as they locked their bodies together.
The two boys would be saying nothing to each other for a long time. At least not until their seventh year at Hogwarts began a month later.
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A/N:I don't know if banana crackers exist. If they do, they're probably delicious.