Chapter Two
It Started With A Kiss
Gryffindor Tower – Sixth Year Boys Dormitory
Remus Lupin lay in Sirius Black's arms feeling far from happy and contented which was unusual given that was how he usually felt when lying in his lovers arms.
"Are you all right Re?" Sirius asked turning to face Remus, his eyes full of concern and devotion.
*How could I worry that he doesn't love me when he looks at me like that.*
"Yes Siri, I'm fine. I was just thinking." Remus turned to face Sirius and kissed him, moaning softly as he felt Sirius tongue slide into his mouth to twine with his.
Meanwhile James was lying in his own bed, curtains pulled
shut around him, unable to sleep.
He could not believe what he was feeling around Severus
these days. This was Snape for Merlin's sake! This was the oily, greasy
Slytherin who had tried to make his and his friends lives hell from the day
they had started at Hogwarts. So why couldn't he stop thinking about him? Why
had he had been having wet dreams about him for weeks and indeed for the last
three days running? Why had he totally unable to come up with a reply to
Snape's biting question in potions? He had to be honest with himself. He was
becoming attracted to Severus Snape. He felt slightly sick, what would Sirius
say? He would be appalled; Snape was their adversary, their enemy and the
subject of all their best pranks.
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The Great Hall – Breakfast
"Are you all right Jamie, you look like you didn't sleep a wink, Peter's snoring didn't keep you awake did it?" Sirius asked jovially, punching James playfully on the shoulder. His own nights sleep had been somewhat disturbed but in a far from unpleasant manner and he was feeling no worse for it. In fact a passer by might well have observed that Sirius Black was positively sparkling.
"No I just couldn't sleep that's all, I ended up reading
back issues of Quidditch Monthly until about 3 in the morning." James
lied knowing full well that Sirius would not be able to disprove this being as
he had been otherwise engaged.
"So why couldn't you sleep Jamie?" Sirius enquired. James shrugged and suddenly seemed very interested in his toast and marmalade. Sirius exchanged a puzzled glance with Remus, who shook his head at him as if warning him not to question James any further. Peter chose that moment to look up and caught the exchange but decided not to ask and resumed his breakfast looking a bit puzzled.
Over at the Slytherin table, Severus Snape had also had a
particularly difficult night. He had been unable to coax his mind away from
thoughts about James Potter and had been forced to take matters into his own
hands (so to speak) in order to relieve at least some of the frustration he
felt. However, he had to take great pains to avoid Lucius Malfoy finding out
what he was up to and telling the rest of the dorm. He had placed a silencing
charm around his bed and had been very glad of this when he had reached the
point of no return and James' name had slipped unbidden out of his mouth.
Severus looked over to the Gryffindor table and spotted
James Potter yawning, he too looked like he had not slept well, but as Snape
noticed he still managed to look pretty good nonetheless.
The Marauders left the Great Hall en masse and made their
way to Transfiguration, Sirius engaged James in conversation as they moved
through the corridors.
Transfiguration passed reasonably uneventfully, James sat next to Remus Lupin in this lesson and Sirius next to Peter Pettigrew. Severus watched James for much of the lesson from his vantage point next to Evan Rosier.
To Snape's relief, Professor McGonagall asked James to stay behind after the lesson had finished to discuss some extra curricular assignment he was working on.
"I'll meet you in the Great Hall." James told his friends cheerfully, Sirius did not look pleased but Remus took his hand and steered him away.
A few moments later James emerged from the classroom looking rather pleased with him himself, he spotted Snape lurking in the shadows and looked momentarily startled.
"Pleased to see me Potter?" Snape said silkily. James looked dumbfounded but managed to regain his composure.
"Should I be?" He asked, managing to give Snape a disgusted look. Snape smirked.
"I've seen you watching me, Potter.
"I don't know what you are talking about Snape, now if you'll excuse me I want to get some lunch." He made to move past Snape but Snape blocked his path.
"Oh no you don't Potter, you do know what I'm talking
about, however, if you wish to pretend that you don't I am willing to give you
a little reminder." With that he moved closer to James until their noses were
almost touching. James gave a little gasp at their closeness, making Snape
smile.
