Chapter 1

Remus Lupin was sat on his bed, reading Hogwarts: A History for what must have been the thousandth time. He and his fellow marauders were supposed to have left for Hogsmeade about an hour ago but, thanks to one Sirius Black, he was still stuck in the dormitory they shared. Sirius was sprawled across his own four-poster, dead to the world. In fact, if you had not have heard him snoring a few moments before you may have assumed the worst. Peter Pettigrew sat at the end of Sirius' bed, eyeing him nervously.

"Prongs won't really hex him you know," Remus murmured softly, his eyes never leaving his book.

Peter sighed, "You said that last time. It took you two hours to figure out how to get those tentacles off his face."

"Come on Wormtail you know what they're like. They argue like an old married couple but they don't really mean it."

Peter didn't reply, he just continued throwing worried glances at Sirius' sleeping frame. At that moment the door was flung open to reveal a disgruntled James Potter.

"Bloody hell! He's not still asleep?" he exclaimed, "The lazy bugger."

Peter jumped off the bed and started agreeing with James, "Yeah, still asleep Prongs, can't believe it."

Remus glanced upwards and rolled his eyes, as nice as Peter was he really tried too hard around James. He set his book aside and stood up stretching.

"I doubt he's going to wake up Prongs, you know what he's like," Remus said, running a hand through his tawny hair.

"Want a bet?" smirked James, eyes glinting. Remus saw the thought cross James' mind but before he could tell him otherwise, James had taken a flying leap on to Sirius' bed. Remus closed his eyes and smacked a palm to his forehead.

"Padfoot!" James bellowed into Sirius' ear, "Get up you lazy sod, we're missing Hogsmeade and Evans said she was going!"

Of course, thought Remus, no wonder Prongs is so eager. If the lovely Lily Evans is going we'll never hear the last of it.

The sudden arrival of James' pointy elbow in his back jerked Sirius out of his dream. It had been a good one but he couldn't really remember much about it... he groaned and pulled the blankets over his head, trying to go back to sleep.

"It's alive!" Came James' slightly muffled voice.

"James, I swear if you don't get off my bed this second I will curse you into oblivion." Said Sirius grumpily.

James quickly scrambled off the bed, laughing. Peter sighed in relief, no hexes today then.

"Come on Pete, we'll go now, I don't want to miss Evans." Said James as he straightened his glasses, "Is it alright to leave you here Moony? He'll go back to sleep unless one of us stays."

Sirius stuck his hand out from under his duvet and gave James the one fingered salute. James only laughed, "Love you too mate." He then turned back to Remus, "So?"

"Sure, go ahead," laughed Remus patting James on the back, "But make sure you're nice to her!"

James was already out of the door but called back cheerfully, "Aren't I always?"

"That's debatable." Muttered Remus, half to himself. He then turned to his friend's bed, crouching down beside it.

"Pads?" he said softly, nudging Sirius' shoulder, "Pads, you've got to get up now okay?"

Suddenly, Sirius grabbed his hand and rolled over to face him, "I'm already awake Moony, you can stop poking me now." He said with the charming smile that was totally 'Sirius'. Remus laughed nervously and pulled his hand out of Sirius' grasp. "Duly noted. Now get ready, I want to get to Honeydukes before they run out of sugar quills."

Sirius groaned and heaved himself out of bed, "You guys are cruel." He said as he moved into the bathroom. Remus jumped back onto his bed and opened his book, "Hurry up Pads," he called.

Sirius looked at himself in the mirror and rubbed his eyes. He'd remembered his dream. Remus was there, he must have been. No one else has eyes that beautiful shade of amber...wait beautiful? This is Remus I'm thinking about, one of my best friends! He sighed as he ran a comb through his unruly curls; it wasn't as if he'd never liked a boy before. He was, after all, Sirius Black the notorious Gryffindor Casanova, but this was different. It was Remus. He shook his head trying to erase the dream from his mind.

"Sirius? Are you finished in there?" Shouted Remus.

"Yep, be right out!" He replied, as he checked his appearance once more. He plastered a grin on his face and then sighed. Who am I kidding? Today was going to be a long day...

A/N: Hello this is my first ever story on and also my first attempt at writing Harry Potter so please don't be too honest eh? :P reviews etc. appreciated and I'll try and write another chapter soon I hope sorry this is quite short - Stars