A/N: So as the summary says this takes place during the marauders years at Hogwarts and focuses on Sirius and James' relationship. There will be slash (actually there's slash starting with the first sentence), and you know how it goes: if you don't like, don't read. There will also be sexual situations, and probably a lot of fluff since my stories tend to get very fluffy. And there will be swearing. You are now warned, and if none of that scares or offends you then please ignore all the stupid ramblings that you've just read and proceed to the actual story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The series belongs to J.K. Rowling respectively.

The first time Sirius kissed James was during the summer between their first and second year at Hogwarts. He and the rest of the marauders were staying at James' place, and it was their third night there when James' was suddenly rudely woken by Sirius lightly shaking him.

"James," he whispered repeatedly until he got a sleepy grumble in response. The two of them were sharing James' king-sized bed since there were only room for two guest beds in his bedroom – technically it would have been possible to squeeze another bed in the fairly big sleeping chamber, and there were plenty of guest rooms in the large house, but the marauders had gotten used to sharing their dorm at Hogwarts and preferred it this way. They also preferred being able to walk through the room – therefore it was more convenient with only two extra beds.

"James!" Sirius didn't give up until James raised his head slightly in annoyance and grunted out a "what?".

"Thanks," Sirius simply said, and James let himself fall back to his pillow, mumbling something in response without having the slightest idea what his best friend was on about.

"No, seriously, thanks for letting me stay,"

James grunted again, laying on his back with one arm against the bed rest, touching the top of his head.

"James! I mean it!"

Grunt.

In one swift movement Sirius managed to shift his body so he could touch James' lips with his own. It didn't even last half a second, but James' eyes flew open. The eyes he met were gleaming mischievously in the dark.

"Ha!" The boy leaning over him barked. "Got your attention!"

James stared.

"I want to thank you. Like, seriously. For letting me stay here," Sirius said sincerely as the other boy continued to stare at him, before moving back to lay down beside his friend. After a few seconds James moved his head to look at him again.

"You seriously woke me up just for that?"

"Yeah," Sirius was smiling, something that annoyed James even further. "You don't get it. These days have been better than any day I've spent at my own house... At least the once I remember. For all I know I could have been the happiest baby on earth!"

That brought an image of a grey-eyed baby with full black hair, laughing and riding a unicorn through a big sparkly mansion to James head, and he couldn't help but snort.

"Okay," he whispered. "I get it. It's no problem, Sirius. You know I love having you around,"

James wasn't really sure, but it seemed as though Sirius fell asleep smiling.

That was far from the last time Sirius kissed him. A few weeks into their second year at Hogwarts Sirius pecked James on the lips to get him to wake up again. And James eyes flew open much like the previous time only to have Sirius gloating at him for getting his attention – like the previous time.

"We're gluing the step on the marble staircase remember? Get the cloak!"

And soon it had turned into a habit. Whenever James didn't pay attention to what Sirius were saying, the Black briefly brought their lips together to get him to snap out of it. It was always effective, and suddenly James were doing it too. It was actually quite annoying when Sirius would just "mhm" in response and it was obvious that his mind were elsewhere. A quick peck and his attention would instantly be James'.

They almost never did it when anyone else were around, but at the end of the second year Sirius was trying to tell James' something while the black haired boy was too busy staring at Lily Evans, sitting at the other end of the Gryffindor common room. At last Sirius lost his patience and simply leaned over the table where Remus were busy writing a History of Magic essay to place his lips briefly upon James'.

Remus and Peter stared worse than James. It was actually sort of funny.

"Ha! Got your attention!"

Yeah, the flufflevel is already quite high, isn't it? I did warn you.

I know this chapter was short. The next one will be a lot longer.