I've had this idea bouncing around in my head since I gave my dog a bath a few weeks ago. If that sounds perverted, I didn't mean it to.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling's. I am not J.K. Rowling. Therefore, not mine!

Warning: Slashness!

"GAHHHH!"

Sirius had fleas again. Or, at least, Remus hoped that's what the constant itching meant. At this very moment, the dark haired Marauder was lying on his bed, trying to itch a spot in the middle of his back. Despite his flailing and yelling, the rest of the dorm was completely unfazed. James was polishing his broom, Peter was folding his socks, and Remus was reading. That was they way things usually were in the Marauder's dorm.

Suddenly, Sirius came flying over to Remus' bed and jumped right on top of him. In an attempt to push Sirius off, the werewolf found himself rolling off his bed and under his friend on the floor.

"Alright! That's it!!" cried Remus through Sirius' hair. "Padfoot's getting a flea bath!"

Neither James nor Peter looked up, but Sirius' eyes widened as he scrabbled to get up.

"No, really, Moony, it's not that big of a deal! I can handle it!"

"Oh no, Sirius, we're going to take care of this, right now!

As the lycanthrope pulled his handsome friend into the bathroom, he saw James smirk. It was then when he realized what he was getting himself into. Locking the door behind him, Remus turned on the tap and dug through the cupboard for the flea shampoo. Turning around, he saw Sirius transform into canine form. After a bit of coaxing, Remus got him into the tub. Padfoot was relatively calm until he was completely soaped up and it was time to rinse him. Kicking and bounding around, the dog got water everywhere. Suddenly, it was him that was pinned on the floor. Remus had thrown himself onto Padfoot, determined to finish what he'd started.

"There," said Remus after he was done. "That wasn't that bad. Here. Dry yourself off."

Sirius transformed just in time to catch the towel, but he wasn't ready to dry off. He pulled Remus' already soaked form into his arms and jumped into the bathtub.

"AARRGHH!!"

Remus came up for breath, clutching to Sirius to keep himself afloat. As Sirius watched his friend struggle, he felt something he couldn't explain. All he could see was Remus. His sandy hair was sticking to his forehead. His white shirt was clinging to his slightly muscular chest. His amber eyes were wide with shock. Sirius' reckless side was wide awake as he kissed his best friend full on the mouth.

The kiss was awkward at first, but once Remus realized what was going on and began to respond, everything came together. The two tongues worked together in perfect harmony until Remus, who hadn't quite caught his breathe yet, broke the kiss for air.

"That was...wow"

"Yea"

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to"

"Oh..."

"And I like you"

"Oh?"

Panic set in as Sirius realized what this could do to their friendship.

"I'm really sorry, Remus."

"Don't be."

The second kiss was even better than the first.

So, what do you think?

I might leave it as a one shot or I might do a few more chapters.