A/N : This is a slash one shot, although nothing really happens besides mindless fluff – so if you can't handle even the smallest of hints towards a male/male relationship I advise that you press the back button right now.

Padfoot's Predicament

Remus awoke to the sounds of thrashing and rustling. Looking over to the source he found Sirius entangled in a mess of blankets and limbs. The crescent moon was still decently high in the night sky, Remus noticed, sighing. Hearing this, Sirius turned towards the tawny haired boy.

"Hey Moony?" he whispered through the darkness.

"Yes Padfoot?" Remus answered, exasperated, still annoyed that he had been awoken so early.

"I'm too cold"

"…"

Sirius waited, as all he got for an answer was the sound of Peter's snoring and James' occasional mutterings of 'Evans'. Suddenly a ferocious beast attacked him, rendering all thoughts of survival useless. Alright…. Maybe not a ferocious beast exactly, but rather close.

Moving the intruding object away from his face, Sirius looked over to Remus' bed to see that he had taken off his comforter, and thrown it over to Sirius in an attempt to appease his fellow marauder. Sirius grinned as his friend rolled over to face the wall, trying desperately to fall back asleep.

Sirius snuggled into the comforter, which held the lingering scent of Remus. A few content minutes passed by, and just as Remus thought he might have a chance of falling back into dreamland, Sirius started to squirm again. Remus waited patiently for his friend to find a comfortable position, but such luck was beyond the werewolf. Minutes passed by and Sirius was still struggling against sleep. Remus turned over to face his friend again, becoming more annoyed with each movement Sirius made.

Hearing Remus move, Sirius stopped and looked towards him.

"Remy?" he asked quietly to make sure his friend was awake.

"Siri" Remus replied flatly.

"I'm too hot."

Remus sighed at Sirius' predicament, but answered nonetheless, "then take off the comforter."

"Oh… Alright." Sirius responded, followed by the rustling of blankets.

Remus sighed again, readjusting himself and hoping that Sirius would just fall asleep already, but once again, his plea was ignored.

Sirius was rather upset. He had quite liked Remus' comforter. This just wasn't fair. He looked at the dormitory floor, and reached a hand down to touch it; it was quite cold. Grabbing his pillow and Remus' comforter, he accommodated himself on the hard stone, wrapping the comforter around him like a cocoon. Sirius smiled to himself, acknowledging his brilliance.

Remus watched all this, quirking his eyebrow as Sirius smirked. Shaking his head, Remus readjusted himself once more. Just when he was about to nod off Sirius poked him from his spot on the floor.

"Remus?" he inquired as he poked again.

"What now Sirius?" Remus ground out.

"The Floor's too hard. My back hurts."

Remus poked his head over the side of his bed, "Well, then I suppose you should sleep in a bed like any other normal person."

"Oh…. Right."

With that, Sirius got up from his makeshift bed and slid into Remus' bed, snuggling next to the werewolf. Remus watched this, a look of shock playing in his amber eyes.

Once he got comfortable, Sirius looked down at the werewolf in his arms and whispered, "You know Rem, this is just right."

Remus smiled for the first time that night and snuggled into Sirius' warm arms, nearly missing the book on the night table next to Sirius' bed; Goldilocks and the Three Bears. Remus looked up at Sirius' smirk, and shook his head as he returned Sirius' embrace.

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A/N :

Well, hope you liked it! It was rather short though… And it's got quite a corny title. I have no idea where this absurd one shot came from. Blame it on my questionable sanity, or lack thereof. I do love fluff though :D