A/N: Hooray! It's the second chapter, wheeeeeeeee.
Next time at a party
When all our friends were there
There is nothing like bare mattresses
Underneath the stairs
It was a couple of weeks before the boys kissed again. Neither of them mentioned that night, for Remus it seemed he had either forgotten or passed it off as a dream and Sirius was just following the boy's lead, not trying to rock the boat. No need to sabotage what he had with Remus over one little drunken kiss. It probably hadn't even meant anything to the werewolf.
But it really had meant something to Sirius. Despite his drunkenness at the time he found that he could recall that particular event perfectly and not a day had gone by when he hadn't thought back on that moment and wished with all his being that he could just do it again. Remus' lips had tasted absolutely fantastic and he desperately wanted another go.
However, Remus' silence was clue enough to him that the event had not meant the same to the Prefect as it had to him. But he was going to have to accept it, eventually he'd be able to find someone else. Someone that he wanted to snog as much as he wanted to snog his werewolf best friend. Because it wasn't just kissing that Sirius wished he could have from the other boy. He wanted everything that would go along with kissing, for Remus to actually care about him the way he cared for his friend.
Sirius was prepared to repress any romantic attraction he had for the other boy but that was before the party after the first Quidditch game of their seventh year. James had managed to gain Gryffindor a rather spectacular victory when he caught the Snitch mere seconds before the Ravenclaw Seeker. The whole house was absolutely ecstatic about their victory. This put them very far in the lead for both the Quidditch and House Cups. and there had been quite the celebration back in the Common Room, fueled in part to rather a lot of Butterbeer and Firewhiskey smuggled in by Sirius, Remus and Peter (James had been rather distracted by all the congratulations and carryings on to go with his friends.)
The music was loud and the crowd was as excitable as ever. McGonagall would probably be coming up soon to scold them but it didn't really matter at the moment. Especially not when Sirius noticed his best friend approaching Lily Evans who was sitting over by the window with a couple of friends, holding a Butterbeer and looking pleased in spite of herself.
Sirius elbowed Peter in the side, "Oi Wormy. Look at Prongs," He pointed across the room to where Lily had now rose and the two of them crossed to a slightly more secluded spot.
"What?" Peter turned and followed Sirius' gaze. His eyes widened slightly and then a grin crossed his face, "So he's finally making his move then? 'Bout time too," He said, glancing up at his friend who nodded fervently in agreement.
"Hope it works this time," Sirius said still watching the pair in the corner. He couldn't hear what was being said over the din of the crowd but it didn't seem to be going that badly. Actually things like this had been going rather well for James thus far. Since the beginning of this year it seemed that things had been going better between the two of them. Well, she hadn't hexed him since the start of term. That could only be a positive step, and they actually appeared to be on speaking terms.
Rather more than speaking terms it appeared as James had just leaned in and kissed the red-head who, instead of slapping him across the face had merely wrapped her arms around the Seeker's neck and kissed back.
"Well I'll be damned," Peter half laughed a wide grin spreading across his face. He let out a woop and started to clap and almost immediately Sirius let out a shout of his own. Other people had also noticed the kissing couple and they joined in as the two of them broke apart. Lily was blushing but James was beaming and really Sirius doubted he could look any happier if he had just won the Quidditch World Cup.
Now, seeing James and Lily kiss again ideas were starting to run through his mind. Wild and crazy ideas about finding his werewolf friend and snogging him senseless. Hell. If James could finally manage to get Lily, the girl who had consistently rejected him almost every day since 3rd year then why couldn't he made the move on Remus, a boy he had actually kissed?
Perhaps it was the alcohol. Or maybe the adrenaline rush of winning the game and seeing his best friend finally attain the girl of his dreams but Sirius knew that he had to kiss Remus. Now. It wasn't like he was trying to upstage James or anything like that. It was just something he knew.
But first came finding the boy. And that was often a task in itself, Remus Lupin was rather adept at not being found. Especially during social situations such as this one. But he had been here. Sirius was sure of it. He'd seen him earlier… He scanned the crowd, trying to pick out the face of his friend.
Ah, there he was. Over in the corner talking to Marlene McKinnon, "Gonna go talk to Moony, be back in a second," He mumbled vaguely to Peter as he left his friend, crossing the room to where Remus and Marlene were standing.
"Oh hey Pad-"
And before Sirius knew what he was doing he had reached out, taking Remus' face in his hands and kissed him. It felt just as amazing as it had last time, like he remembered and ah, if he could just stay like this forever he would be a happy man. However, to Sirius' dismay Remus had pushed him back and was staring at him, an absolutely horrified look on his face. Marlene stared as well, her hands over her mouth in shock.
"Sirius…" Remus whispered. It seemed as though there was no one else at all in the room besides the two boys, the noise of the crowd had faded away, "I… I have to go…"
And with that he had left.