Hiya! This is something I wrote with my friend a long time ago. I remembered I had somewhere so I decided to put it up. I hope you all like it. I don't own the Marauders, unfortunately. Enjoy!
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Remus woke up from the sunlight pouring through the curtains. He yawned and got up. He decided to take a shower and then go to the Great Hall for some breakfast. When Remus got out of the shower, Sirius and James were still sleeping (Peter was in the Hospital Wing because of some accident he got from one of Sirius' and James' pranks). If they didn't wake up now, they would be late for class. Remus walked over to James' bed, and pulled back his sheets. That would wake him up in 5 minutes. Remus knew that James couldn't sleep if he didn't have the sheets over him. Then Remus walked over to Sirius' bed. It was a fact that Sirius could sleep through almost everything. For some unexplainable reason, Remus was the only one who could wake him up within 10 minutes. Remus sat on his bed and softly shook Sirius' shoulder. "Sirius... Siriuuuus. If you wake up now, you'll get a dogbiscet as Padfoot." Remus smiled. He knew that wouldn't get Sirius out of bed, but it at least got him to wake up a bit and talk. "Mmmm... Moony... y'know I don't like those." Sirius answered sleepily. Remus laughed. "I know you don't, but now I can talk to you." Remus said with a smile. Sirius turned his head so he would be able to see Remus.
Sirius closed his eyes again, and Remus shook him by the shoulder again. "Hmm yes yes." was his answer. Remus gazed to the room him looking for measures. 'Hm no, water would be too cruel.' he thought. He watched his friend drool all over his pillow. He bended towards him, and softly, and slowly, blew into his ear. Remus could see Sirius smile slightly in the corner of his eye, and he heard him mumble: "You're a pest sometimes, you know that?" Sirius grabbed Remus by the waist and pulled him, well almost threw him, into his bed. "What the...! Let me go!" "You had that coming" Sirius yawned, still holding him tightly. Remus wasn't a match for him. Sirius was the muscular one of the Marauders. The jock, the handsome, strong sports guy. Not the skinny always tired werewolf boy that Remus was. Remus struggled with all his might to break free from Sirius's death grip. When he noticed Sirius didn't break a sweat, well actually almost slept again, he gave up. "...how long are you going to keep me captive?" Remus asked. "As long as I..."yawn "like." Sirius responded.
They were silent for a moment. Sirius snuggled next to Remus. Remus sighed "We're going to miss breakfast." "You'll be my breakfast" Sirius said, and bit into Remus' shoulder. "Ouch, watch it!" "Sorry" "We're going to have this ritual every morning won't we?" "Indeed we will." "I liked it better yesterday." Remus slightly teased "...Damn, you are so defiantly NOT the prude the world thinks you are!" his friend chuckled. "Thank you... I guess?" They fell silent. "Let's tug James in, before he wakes up. Quickly!" Sirius laughed. "We are horrible, horrible people." Remus said with a slight blush on his cheeks. "I know" Sirius smiled and pulled the sheets over their heads. "I know..."
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