A WolfStar Fanfic For Sierra

Remus Lupin was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, just enjoying his day off of classes and reveling in the lack of a full moon for another two weeks. It was a rainy Sunday afternoon during his sixth year, a perfect time to curl up and read some Muggle literature. At the present moment, he was delving into the world of the psychotic and reading Black Cat by Edgar Allan Poe. He had just reached the part where the narrator kills off his first cat when a sickly mildew smell wafted to his nostrils. Immediately after, a person leaped over the back of the couch and plopped themselves down next to him.

"Remus, I'm BORED~" Sirius Black declared.

"Go bug James then! I'm reading," Remus stated angrily, not looking up from his book.

Sirius groaned, contorting his body so that his legs hung over the back of the couch and his head fell off the cushion, causing his long, luscious black hair to fall towards the ground in obsidian waves. "James is studying potions so that he can impress Lily. He told me to come bug you."

Remus scowled, "Than go tease Peter or Snape!"

"Peter is in the hospital wing with the flu and Snape is talking with Professor Slughorn about amortenia. I can't exactly prank him if he's with a professor, now can I?"

"Fine, you can stay here, but I really want to finish this story. So, just shut up for a bit, ok?" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sirius give him thumbs up. He tried to focus, but Sirius was kicking his legs, causing the couch to shake. He also decided to find entertainment by messing with the hem of Remus' robes. Not only that, but the smell of wet dog was really starting to, strangely, arouse Remus. After Remus had been forced to re-read the same paragraph twice because he was trying to will-away his foreboding erection, he snapped, "Sirius, you smell like wet dog! Go take a bath or something!" He ran up to his dorm, slamming the door shut so that the sound echoed down to the common room.

Every time Remus had to hang around Sirius, he would smell of wet dog and it would turn him on. He would tell Sirius to take a bath and try to run up to his dorm and hide away.

Sirius did eventually comply. But, no matter how many baths or showers he took, or however many shampoos and soaps he tried, he always ended up smelling like wet dog to Remus. So one day, he had had enough.

Sirius, with help from James and their trustworthy map, of course, he snuck into Professor Slughorn's secret stores and stole a cauldron full of amortenia. They snuck it into their dorm bathroom and set it down on the ground.

"Thanks for helping me, James," Sirius said, wiping sweat from his brow.

James Potter grinned, "No problem, I'm tired of Remus acting like a prat anyhow. So, you gonna bathe in the amortenia?"

Sirius nodded, "Yep, I'm tired of the git telling me I smell like wet dog!"

James grinned, "Step into the tub, good sir! I shall aid you in this endeavor!"

Sirius smugly walked into the common room, James trailing behind him, where he knew Remus was reading another Muggle book. This time he was reading some book by this Shakespeare fellow called A Midsummer Night's Dream. Sirius, in true Black nature, sauntered up to Remus. He stood in front of the werewolf and said, "Well, what do I smell like now?"

Remus looked at Sirius with a blank expression, "You still smell like wet dog, but you smell like chocolate too. Not much of an improvement, I would say." He then went back to reading whilst Sirius stood stock still with his jaw on the floor. James, however, was laughing hit bum off.