So these one-shots will most likely be Remus/Sirius, possibly with a bit of James/Lily, maybe a hint of Frank/Alice...
Disclaimer: I don't retain ownership of anything Harry Potter related, omitting my set of books, my bookends, and my awesome bookmark. (Funny how the word 'book' is mentioned in each of those, huh?)
EDIT: So some people were confused about whether these one-shots were related. I wanted to clear it up once and for all: NONE OF THESE ONE-SHOTS ARE CONNECTED OR PLACED IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER UNLESS SPECIFICALLY STATED IN THE AUTHOR'S NOTES AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER. That being said, Chapters 7, 8, and 10 ARE a mini-ficlet within a collection of one-shots...I know, it confuses even me. Just so you know, and so that there's no more confusion.
Setting: Great Hall, some time in March, sixth year
"Hello chaps!" Sirius chirped brightly, grinning as he sank down on the bench next to James and across from Remus. "Oh, excellent, sausages."
As he helped himself, the others stared at him, seemingly in shock. They were silent until Remus finally blurted, "Sirius, your hair…what happened to your hair?"
"Oh, this?" Sirius reached up a hand to absently tug on the locks lying against his neck and shrugged. "I decided to cut it. I mean, it was getting a bit long."
"B-but-" Remus paused, swallowing, then shook his head. "Never mind. It-it looks… great." He drained his pumpkin juice, then slammed the goblet down on the table, almost upsetting a bottle of ketchup. "Great. Just great. Yeah. Great."
James leaned over and stage-whispered, "Uh-oh Padfoot, you've broken Moony. He's lost the gift of coherent speech."
"Great. Great. Great," Remus continued to mutter to himself, stirring his scrambled eggs into Peter's cereal without noticing. "Just great. Great. No." His spoon stopped. "Fantastic."
"Remus, are you alright?" Sirius asked, frowning at his friend in concern as he once again began stirring, blending the eggs into the cereal, then upturning half a bottle of ketchup into the mixture. "Remus, Potions is your worst subject; I don't expect that 'cooking' is your forte, either."
"Huh?"
"My breakfast!" Peter whined, staring down at his bowl sadly. "It was the perfect ratio of milk to cereal…."
"You should've given us some warning, Pads," James said knowingly as Remus blinked down at his concoction. "You know Remus doesn't like change."
Sirius grinned and reached out to pat Remus' arm in a comforting manner. "Don't worry, Moonbeam, we'll help you through this difficult time. Hey Pete, I'll take that cereal if you're finished."
So I've been reading all of the Remus/Sirius love here and I finally plucked up the courage to upload some of my own work. Be gentle, loves. I'm not sure when I'll be able to update, seeing as my Internet connection is unreliable, but I'll add to this collection of one-shots as often as possible.