Last year it was The Official Unwritten Slash Month, this year it's the Official Challenge Month. The similarities? A month of fics by one author. The difference? This time, YOU are in control.

Each fic will be written based on a challenge. This can be any type of challenge, from a single word to a full-blown challenge. The rules are simple, they must be Harry Potter and they must be slash. So get involved, get reviewing and together we'll make November the Challenge Month.

(Challenges can be submitted via Reviews, or, preferably, emails until the Fanfiction messages service starts to work. If your submission is anonymous, please leave an email address so I can contact you if I chose to write your fic, this address will also be kept private.)

Challenge: "Harder, Sirius, harder!", "You'll have to hold on for longer!" overheard by someone else in the Dorms, from Miura Michiyo

Harder

James trudged along the coridoor to the Dorm Room, looking forward to getting out of his dirty robes and relax in a warm shower. After a long, hard practice like that one, the last thing he needed was trouble.

He paused with his hand on the door handle. He could have sworn he heard a sound in the room, and he leaned forward to listen.

"Sirius, harder, please!" Remus shouted. James frowned, a suspicion dawning and listened, well, harder.

"You'll have to hold on longer, Remus!"

"Eww... Just... Eww." James groaned, backing away from the door. "I'm going to go... Yeah, not going there." James hurried away from the room. There were things he could do, things he would do, and walking in on Remus and Sirius doing Merlin knows what in there was not one of them. Not without a camera, at least, and his was in the room. With them.

"Oh, hell no!" He groaned internal, futiley blocking the images now appearing in his mind.

INSIDE THE ROOM

Remus sighed and collapsed with relief on the bed.

"That's good, oh, that's so good. We finally did it." He grinned at Sirius, collapsed beside him.

"Yeah. Although, who knew fitting curtains to the windows would be so bloody difficult?" Sirius groaned. Remus snickered, before rolling over and smirking lavisciously at Sirius.

"Anyway, I do believe I offered you a reward for your help."

Sirius grinned happily and opened his arms for his sexy little werewolf. "Come to Sirius, baby." He crooned, giggling as Remus rolled closer and kissed him. After a little while Remus pulled away, glancing around a bit.

"Hey, Sirius? Isn't this James bed?" Sirius shrugged and pushed him onto the bed again.

"So? Pervert would probably get off on it. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, right here." He dipped down and nipped at Remus' covered nipple. Remus giggled, batting at him.

"James? Nah man, he's a prude! Would probably run away screaming."