I wrote this a while ago and found it in an old notebook today as I was tidying my room and remembered how much I loved this pairing. Okay, I wasn't tidying my room; I was looking for my memory stick but same thing. Anyway, I quickly rewrote it (because it was horrible and probably still is) and I've decided to continue it. Mostly because I haven't uploaded a Remus/Sirius fic yet and I really want to. Frankly, I think this gets worse as it goes on but … I dunno. Here's the story.

Oh and I don't own Harry Potter.

Remus John Lupin - marauder and werewolf, best friend to Sirius Black, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew - sat up, sighing, and glanced at the clock. 6:02am. He stretched and threw back the covers, pulling his robe around his shoulders. The other marauders were still sleeping. Peter was snoring, occasionally making little snuffling sounds that would have been deemed 'cute' had they been coming from anyone but Peter. James was, one again, caught up in his blankets, which were wrapped around his legs but somehow around his head and neck too, threatening to strangle him if he moved. Sirius was the only quiet one. Remus glanced over at his bed and smiled fondly at the large shaggy mutt sleeping soundly under the blanket.

Remus drew the curtains back around his bed, hoping no-one would notice his absence as he went to open his presents. He tiptoed across the room to the door but, failing to see Sirius' quiddich kit, tripped over at the last minute and fell, rather loudly, into the small Christmas tree in the corner.

James woke up instantly and struggled to get the blankets off of his head. Sirius crouched down, looking around for any sign of danger. Peter, of course, carried on snoring. Sirius gave a bark of laughter when he notice his friend in the corner, draped in tinsel and sitting amongst the presents. The bark was followed by another and another and a moment later James, who had finally freed himself from the blankets, joined in.

"Oh Moony!" Sirius laughed, going back to his human self, "You are an idiot."

Remus glared at him, disentangling himself from the various decorations that now littered the floor, "For goodness sake, Padfoot, you left your quiddich stuff in the middle of the room again!"

Sirius only laughed harder, wiping imaginary tears from his eyes as his friend stood up, still glaring at him but smiling all the same.

"Merry Christmas to you too, Remus!"

Remus grinned at him, "Merry Christmas."

Peter groaned, "Go to sleep, it's the middle of the night!"

"It's quarter past six." Remus pointed out.

"Exactly." Peter pulled the blankets further over his head.

Sirius rolled his eyes and leaned over the side of his bed, fumbling around underneath, while Remus watched him curiously, chuckling as Sirius almost toppled head-over-heels off of the bed.

"Padfoot, what are you doing?" Remus asked, trying - and failing - to ignore the fact that Sirius was shirtless.

James, who had been long forgotten, smirked and turned his back on the two.

"I'm looking for your bloody present!" Sirius cursed as he grabbed something sharp, before he finally found the large (but thin) box. He pulled it out from under the bed but managed to fall off in the process. He sat up, grumbling, and handed Remus the present.

Remus smiled and took the box from him, carefully unwrapping the large box of Honeyduke's finest chocolate.

"Padfoot … have I ever told you how much I love you?"

James snorted, earning a pillow in the back of the head, courtesy of Sirius Black.

"You and your chocolate obsession." Sirius laughed, hiding his blush behind his hair, "So where's my present?"

Remus couldn't help but laugh at his friend as Sirius stared at him, pouting like a four year old.

"Moony!" Sirius whined.

Remus laughed and reached into his trunk, pulling out a brightly wrapped box. He threw it to Sirius who caught it with ease and immediately began tearing off the paper.

"It's Zonko's Prankster King Jumbo Prank Set. You haven't pranked anyone in a while and I thought-" His sentence was cut off as Sirius tackled him, pulling him into a (manly (of course)) hug.

...

An hour later, when Peter and James were actually awake, they all made their way down to the common room, still in their pyjamas - it was a holiday after all. And a bloody cold one at that!

"It's freezing down here!" Sirius complained, crossing his arms over his bare chest and staring intently at Remus.

"Put a shirt on then!"

Sirius threw James a dirty look and sat down next to him as he began opening his presents.

"Potter,

Don't think I'm giving you a present because I like you, because I don't. I'm simply being friendly. Merry Christmas.

Lily x" James finished reading and grinned, "Oh she so likes me!"

Remus picked up the present that came with Lily's note and immediately started laughing. The title of the book had originally been 'Potion-making for dummies' but Lily had crossed out the word dummies and replaced it with her own words. So it now read: 'Potion-making for dumb arrogant gits (i.e. James Potter).

"Oh yeah, she just loves you!"

James looked at him questioningly and took the book from him. He looked at it for a moment before he started laughing.

"She's bloody brilliant!"

...

"Moony!" Sirius whined.

Remus ignored him, flocking a strand of sandy coloured hair out of his before turning the page and resuming his reading.

"Moony! Come for a walk!"

Remus sighed, "Breakfast is in half an hour and I want to finish this chapter!"

"But moony, I'm bored; I'm practically dying of boredom!"

Remus simply rolled his eyes, wondering how Sirius could be mature one minute and acting like a child the next. Oh who was he kidding, Sirius wasn't capable of being mature! "I thought you were playing chess with James!"

Sirius pouted, "He was cheating!"

"And by cheating you mean her was winning so you stormed off?"

His friend glared at him, "Shut up!"

Remus smirked and tried to concentrate on the words in front of him, though, to be honest, he'd forgotten what the book was even about, thanks to Sirius and his inability to be quiet for longer than 17 seconds. And yes, Remus had counted. What! He'd been bored.

"Moony! Come for a walk!"

"No!"

"But I-"

"No!"

"But-"

"If I say yes will you shut up?"

"Yes!"

Remus sighed and closed his book, standing up and grabbing his cloak.

"Come on then!"

Why does Fanfiction say this story has 40 more words than Microsoft Works? Weird! Oh and sorry for the terrible story!