A/N: Welcome back, slash for all! I just got my first paycheck -ever- and bought myself a boquet of blue sherbert sticks. Life is good. This is the second rewrite of this chapter, the first was crap, and not at all where I want to go with the story from here. It's funny - this started out as a oneshot, and now it's an obsession -resists temptation to add 'by Calvin Klein'.-

NOOOO! Calvin Klein! You can't steal my story! NoOOOOOO!

-is high on blue sugar-

REVIEWS MAKE ME SHINE OUT OF MY NOSTRILS. I PROBABLY SOUND TRIPPY RIGHT NOW, BUT I DON'T CARE.

Gummi Bear: Damn straight! Of course Remus is the pants, he's the freakin' murderous wolfything.

TiredRaven: Hahaha, Severus is a cutie. The sarkiness just makes him bettter.

And thankles to ELemental-ANimal, Cassie, Beth5572, and Periwinkle4444

Warning: This contains slash. You're an idiot if you didn't notice.

Disclaimer: HAHAHA I REMEMBERED! I AM NOT JK ROWLING. I HAVE NEVER BEEN JK ROWLING. I WILL NEVER BE JK ROWLING. More's the pity :sigh:

Lupine Attraction

"Hi." Remus smiled, sitting down in his favourite chair in the library, a book already opening on his lap. The warmth from it's sun-soaked spine crept into his thighs, and he knew he would miss it's presence one he had finished reading. That was why books were so addictive to Remus Lupin, he could never get enough of the feel of them. That, and they contained some of the most amazing things in the world, things that he itched to know, like an addict itches for drugs, like a smoker itches for cigarettes, like a slash fan itches for fanfiction. Of course, he didn't think that last similie, I did. He just though that it was great to get his daily fix of books.

"Hi, Remus." Severus smiled back, already soaking in his book, something to do with advances in potions since 1654. Remus pulled a block of chocolate out of his pocket, and they both had a piece, silently wondering how this could get any more perfect. Then Remus spoke.

"So you're gay?"

Severus nodded slightly, chocolate frozen halfway to his mouth.

"I never would have guessed. But it does explain a lot."

"Like?"

"The antisocial bit. The way you look at me and Sirius sometimes. Your face when I suggested you wanted slimy Gryffindor sex."

"Ah."

Remus nodded. "It really was priceless."

And then they both laughed, and conversation moved on.

000

"Guess whoooo..." Sirius sang, placing his hands carefully over Remus' eyes. Severus raised an eyebrow, but didn't speak.

"Hmm, I have no idea. Could it be Dumbledore? Yes, I recognise the fingers." Remus smirked.

"Hey!" Sirius jumped back as though stung. "I do not have wrinkly old man fingers!" He sat down next to Remus, butting an arm around his boyfriend's waist.

How come you're here, Sirius? I thought you were allergic to libraries." He smiled charmingly.

"Yeah, I'm just trying not to sneeze, so I can spend some time with you."

"Sirius, I was in the middle of a conversation." Remus sighed.

Sirius blinked, as though noticing Severus for the first time. "Oh... It's just I have a free period now, and I'm not busy for once."

"Yeah, but that means I only have a few minutes until my bell rings."

"No, darling, this free period is called lunch, and we have to go use it to eat with." Sirius smiled condecendingly.

Remus blinked. "Oh yeah, it's lunchtime. Already. I'd better go, Severus..."

"See you this evening?"

Remus nodded. Sirius shook his head.

"It's Friday."

"Oh heck, I have no grasp of time today. Marauder meeting."

"I know, James invited me to help with Potions homework, something which you seem to lack prowess in." He smirked. Remus smirked back, and soon they were flinging insults at each other and laughing as though this happened every day. Sirius sighed, withdrawing his arm and standing up.

"I'm gonna go eat, Remus. Join us when you're ready."

Remus blinked, just in time to see Sirius walking away dejectedly. He jumped up, his warm, hardly-touched book clattering to the ground. "Oh heck, Sirius, wait!" Remus went after his boyfriend, wondering what was wrong.

"What the hell's the matter with you?" Remus asked, catching up with Sirius. "You always act so strangely around Severus! Can't you just accept that we're friends?"

"Not just friends." Sirius glared at him. "He fancies you."

"What? That's rubbish, Sirius! We're just friends, nothing else."

"Yeah right. You spend more time with him than you spend with me."

"I do not!" Remus began to protest, then realised that Sirius was right.

"You do. You spend every break you have here with him. I almost never see you anymore."

"I..." Remus didn't know what to say. Sirius was right.

"Forget it." Sirius turned away gruffly. "I'm gonna go have lunch."

"Sirius, wait!" Remus went after him, leaving Severus confused and dejected behind them.

000

"Hi James!" Severus smiled, entering the marauder room when his friend opened the door for him. "Hey Remus... Black." He nodded politely in Sirius' direction. Sirius ignored him, scooting slightly closer to Remus.

"Where's Pettigrew?" Severus asked, sitting down on the floor as usual, as they expected any non-marauderers deemed worthy to come here to.

"He's sick, Pomphrey's watching him in the infirmary. He says hi." James smiled, sitting back down on his seat. "It's nothing to worry about, just a flu. He'll be back next week."

"Okay." Severus nodded. "Shall we start with the homework then?"

Remus nodded, scooting closer to the table. "No sense in putting it off."

What nobody noticed was Sirius withdrawing towards the back of the sofa, glaring at Severus.

A/N: Short, awful first chapter, but I have writers block and rl romance issues. So sorry, chapters may be shite for awhile, because I feel like shite, and my love life is shite. And I like the word shite. Shite shite shite shite. And emo biatch. You shitey emo biatch! Emo almond sitting on a sponge! -cracks up-