A/N: This is a slight drabble I though of while reading a fic about a cliché broom closet scene between Draco and Harry. I thought I should write something cliché-y as well, and this Remus/Sirius idea popped into my head. Just to warn you, in case you hadn't caught it already, this is slight slash, with some sexual references. It's nothing too bad, so don't fret. And just to add in case this may confuse anyone: nothing even remotely sexual has happened between these two in the past of this fic. Consider this the fluffy prequel and beginning to my fic 'The Eyes of Sirius Black."

Would you Move your Sodding Broom?

Remus never liked thunder. It was too loud for his werewolf enhanced senses; and truth be told, it scared his bloody pants off. So, whenever a thunderstorm began to roll around, he knew he would be climbing into his best friend's bed again, and this night was no exception.

"Sirius," he whispered at the dark haired boy lying before him. "Move over."

Sirius mumbled as he slowly woke up and recognized his friend's face. "What's up Moony?"

Remus looked out the window and jumped as another bolt of lighting struck somewhere past their window. He looked back towards Sirius. "Another storm."

The seventh year boy nodded in understanding and moved over to the other side of the Gryffindor four-poster bed. Remus slid under the covers and lay next to the other boy, staring up at the dark hangings above.

A few minutes passed by with only distant rumblings to be heard. Sirius cleared his throat. "Did you happen to finish that Transfiguration homework that's due tomorrow?"

"Yes," Remus replied. "And I'm guessing you want to copy it in the morning?"

"Could I?" Sirius asked excitedly. "That would be awesome Moony!" He then promptly gave Remus friendly hug, who rolled his eyes at his over-excitable friend.

However, at that moment, a crash of thunder made the bed rattle and Remus yelped in surprise. He burrowed under the covers and grabbed onto Sirius, waiting for it to move on. When it did Sirius jokingly said, "If only you were more like this on the full moon." He chuckled to himself while Remus growled. "It would sure make life a whole lot easier!"

"No kidding," Remus replied, still paralyzed and too scared to move. Sirius chuckled and moved slightly. Remus felt something hard poking into his stomach and sighed in annoyance, finally able to move again. He pushed himself up to the top of the covers again and looked at Sirius in annoyance. "Sirius, would you move your sodding broom? I thought I told you last time that sleeping with it is just plain weird."

Sirius looked at him in confusion. "My broom is in my trunk. I haven't slept with it since you nearly bit my head off about it."

Remus looked at him thoughtfully. "Then what was that hard thing poking into my stomach just now?"

A dawning look came over Sirius's features and he coughed uncomfortably and looked down. And then it hit Remus. "You mean that was your…." Sirius just looked even more uncomfortable. "Well, we'll just have to fix that little problem, won't we?" The werewolf said, surprising the other boy.

Sirius looked up, eyebrows raised at a mischievous looking Remus. "You mean…?" Remus only nodded and smiled wickedly. Sirius smiled back. "Never knew you had this side to you, mate. I think I kind of like it." And with that, he bent down towards the smaller man and kissed him.

Thunder kept rumbling the rest of the night, but Remus was much to busy to notice it, except when he thought to himself, 'It really does seem to get the pants off of me.'

A/N: Hope you all liked it. I seem to be moving more towards Remus/Sirius lately, and I hope all you people appreciate it!