Trivial Romance

Comments: Bored here. Nothing to do. Actually, in truth, I have millions of things I'm supposed to be doing right now, but it isn't as if I feel like accomplishing any of these tasks I should feel obligated to be finishing. Don't you just love procrastinators?

Disclaimer: Harry Potter © JK Rowling.

Summary: James always noticed. Those insignificant, almost unnoticed brushes of skin-to-skin, those small, casual smiles and eyes that spoke a secretive language only those two knew… "Just close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Repeat to yourself, 'It's nothing.'" Set within Marauders' era. Sirius/Remus.

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James always noticed.

Those insignificant, almost unnoticed brushes of skin-to-skin, those small, casual smiles and eyes that spoke a secretive language only those two knew…

Just close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Repeat to yourself, "It's nothing."

It really was nothing.

At least, James hoped it was just.

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They're doing it again, James thought irritably. Despite the fact that he knew he being a bit paranoid about the whole thing, he just couldn't help but suspect them.

"Peter, haven't you noticed anything different between Sirius and Remus recently?" James hissed under his breath to his shorter companion as he ate his breakfast, acting as if he wasn't having a secret conversation about a secret (to him, yet unknown to Peter) topic.

Peter stole a quick glance at the two Gryffindors in question and shook his head, unable to open his mouth 'less James be welcomed to a very unwelcoming sight of his chewed up food, whilst it still being in his mouth. See, Peter had this tendency to mix up some of his most favorite dishes for a taste of… "variety", or something like that, despite the fact that he has a sensitive stomach and would always find himself keeled over a toilet an hour later. You'd think after 5 years of attending Hogwarts with 3 meal times a day, he'd learned by now.

In the meanwhile, James felt a very strong urge to smack his friend upside the head and force his eyeballs to focus on that very small space between Sirius and Remus, just for him to notice the slightest connections within it.

Why was he the only one that noticed?

"Sirius, could you pass the chicken pot pie, please?" Remus asked casually, taking a sip of tea while he read the second edition of Hogwarts: A History.

A grin overtook Sirius' features as he held the pot pie further away from Remus' reach, a taunting look in his eyes. "If I pass it to you, what will I be getting in return?"

"Please take a moment and consider the fact that I've saved your arse more than enough times for you to be debt to me for a lifetime," the ash brown-haired boy gave a look to Sirius, that just blutly said: 'if-you-don't-give-me-that-pot-pie-I'll-have-to-do-that-you-know-what-and-I-know-you-wouldn't-like-it'.

Merlin! If only I knew what that 'you-know-what' was! James thought, frustrated.

"Oh, Moony, you wound me," Sirius spoke dramatically, a hand on his heart with mirth glinting in his eyes.

Remus glared half-heartedly, poking Sirius in the shoulder with a long, elegant finger. "Padfoot, I'm hungry."

Now, if James wasn't as perverted as Sirius claimed him to be, he wouldn't have taken it the wrong way when Sirius nonchalantly placed an arm around an indifferent Remus, giving a smirk and dropping his voice an octave lower (James swore it did!), whispering "You know you always satisfy your appetite in the evenings, anyways."

And because James is the pervert Sirius claims him to be, he, of course, took it the wrong way. Whilst inwardly gagging. They've been doing stuff in the same room?

"Oh? You mean during supper or afterwards whilst I'm in bed?" Remus smiled bemusedly, book marking a page in his book before he placed it down carefully.

"Both, of course." Sirius grinned good-naturedly, finally handing Remus the pot pie, their fingers brushing against each other lightly, briefly.

Gah! They did it again! James tapped his foot impatiently under the table as he took a quick scan over the table for any difference within its occupants, but unfortunately, everyone was still acting as if nothing had happened.

He wanted to pull his hair out!

"It's nothing, James, nothing," he whispered to himself, trying to calm himself down.

He looked up briefly again, noticing that Remus' left hand and Sirius' right was always the only ones used during meal times.

James began twitching an eye. One could only imagine where the other hands were…

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Comments: Sorry it's so short! But it is just a prologue so far! But yay! It's done! Such fun:D Here's the sitting chart for the characters:

Sirius Remus
James Peter

Should James still be with Lily in this? Or someone else? Vote now! Results will be shown in the third chapter. :D

a) Lily
b) Peter (hopefully no one will choose this?)
c) Lucius
d) Severus
e) Other male (please specify)
f) Other female (please specify)
g) No one and only have this focused on SiriusxRemus

Also got a question… what year do they find out about Remus being a werewolf and them finally turning into animagi?

Please review!