Remus remembered his first Hogsmeade back in third year. He had been standing in front of the Honeydukes display window, gazing longingly at the magnificent chocolates on display inside and wishing he had enough money to buy them. Unfortunately, he never received much pocket money, but that didn't stop him from spending a good part of every Hogsmeade visit standing in front of the sweet shop, freezing his hands off and longing for something he would never be able to have.
A few years on it was still very much the same as always, only that now he was no longer alone, nor was his hands freezing in the cold. They were now held by another pair of hands, gently rubbing against his.
"Damn it Moony, it's your entire fault I have to stand here with you in the freezing cold."
"And why is that, Padfoot?"
"If it wasn't for those chocolate-tasting lips of yours, I could have led a simple, chocolate-free life. But no, now I have to stand here wishing for some of that sinfully delicious stuff inside. It's like a drug."
"You could go inside and buy some, you know."
"Nah, I spent most of my pocket money in Zonko's Joke Shop. I don't have enough left. But if you could, which one would you buy?"
Remus pointed to the largest box of chocolate in the window without hesitation. "That one."
"You just love wanting stuff you know you can't have, don't you?"
"I don't care."
"Yeah, I thought as much." Suddenly Sirius was hit by a bright idea. "Hey, why don't we pool in all our money together and buy it?"
Remus turned to look at him. "You'd be willing to use up all your money for that box of chocolate?"
"If you're willing. And don't forget, we split it equally, got it?" With that, Sirius led Remus by the hand into the sweet shop.
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It was night in Gryffindor Tower, and all the dorm rooms were dark, except for the seventh-years' boys dorm room. All its occupants were sound asleep, except for two who were sitting on opposite sides of the bed in the farthest corner with its curtains drawn. The only light came from a pair of wands lying at the side of the bed, illuminating their owners' faces as they finished off a box of chocolates together.
"Don't you think we should save some for James and Peter?"
"Nah, finishing it all in one go is more fun. Besides, they didn't help buy it."
"Still, it seems a bit wasteful, eating it all at once. I mean, we'll probably wake up tomorrow morning with our purses empty and our stomachs wanting more. And then we won't be able to buy any more."
"Hey, don't forget we still have that secret passage into Honeydukes. We can go and get some any time we want it, and we won't have to pay either."
Remus shot his friend a glare. "You know I don't like to do that."
"Yeah, yeah, Prefect Moony. But I say stolen bread - or in this case, chocolate - tastes better."
"But using your money to buy it gives you a sense of contentment…" His words drawled off as he took the last piece of chocolate in the box and took a dainty bite, savouring the taste of chocolate on the tip of his tongue.
Sirius, who had long since finished the last of his portion of chocolate, was now eying Remus greedily. "Hey no fair, why do you get more chocolate than me?"
"I don't. We split it equally. You just ate faster because you swallow them whole like a hungry dog."
"Moony, I am a hungry dog."
"And I'm a sophisticated wolf who likes to devour his prey bit by bit and savour every last bite."
"You know, Moony, that's probably the most perverted thing I've heard you say." Sirius watched as Remus finished the last of his chocolate and carefully licked his fingers like a cat cleaning itself. "You've still got some on your mouth."
"Do I?" Before Remus could stick out his tongue to lick it off, however, Sirius had pounced on him, pinning him to the mattress. "Sorry Moony, but that chocolate is mine." Before Remus could protest, he could feel a hot wet tongue slowly licking the edge of his lips. He held still, not daring to move.
"All done." Sirius got off, leaving his friend to let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Remus sat up, and immediately noticed his fellow chocoholic was still staring at him. "What, is there a spot you missed?" Highly unlikely, he thought.
"I wonder if you have any hidden in your mouth." A sly grin was spreading on Sirius' face.
"Padfoot, that's absurd - " Remus didn't get to finish his sentence as his friend had pounced on him again, now pressing his lips to his own. This time he didn't hold in his breath, but readily opened his lips slightly as he felt Sirius' tongue in his mouth, exploring the corners for any trace of chocolate.
Sirius finally let go, and rested his head on his friend's chest. "Moony, is your mouth made of chocolate?"
Remus stroked his friend's hair gently. "I don't know. Would you like to find out?"
"I would." Sirius lifted his head and kissed his friend again, feeling him respond with equal passion.
Later that night, as the two of them lay breathless on the bed, Messr Padfoot had come to the conclusion that Messr Moony's mouth was indeed made of chocolate, and many more sweet things besides.
A/N: I know this isn't the Wolfstar songfic I promised, but I've never written slash fanfiction before, and this irritating plot bunny kept bouncing around in my head, so just think of this as a warm-up, 'kay? And I'll try to finish that Wolfstar songfic soon! Reviews are much appreciated!