A/N: Hello, clamouring fans. It's a surprising amount of fun to pretend to have a following. Anyways, instead of revising for up-and-coming tests, I decided to post this. It's easier just to write a bunch and post them every now and again, less pressure. laughs I'm kidding, there's no pressure.

Not sure if these two are dating yet. I think they just might be. Or in that grey area between finding out someone likes you and going out with them. I think in Sirius' mind, they're always going out.

Disclaimer: JK owns them, yes? Yes.


Remus sat down quietly next to Sirius, whose eyes were shut in concentration.

"You still working on that essay?"

Sirius jumped, startled. "Shit, Moony, don't do that."

"It took me ten minutes to do the essay. You've done, what, three paragraphs? And how long have we been here?"

Sirius leaned back over his work, quill in hand. "I thought you loved the library."

Remus groaned. "I like it more than you, at any rate."

Sirius stabbed at his piece of parchment violently, tearing a hole in it.

"If you need help, just ask. It took me ten minutes," Remus continued.

"So you said. You pick weird things to brag about, Moony." Sirius looked at his parchment. "I'll do this later." He looked back up at Remus, who was frowning.

Sirius, avoiding his gaze, swept his quill, bottled ink and parchment into his schoolbag and swung it over his shoulder. "Coming?"

Remus stood up stiffly. "Where's James?"

"Detention. McGonagall found him out of bed last night, working on the Map." Sirius began to walk out of the library, Remus following closely.

"Did she-?"

"Nah, he hid it. Thank Merlin, I would've killed him if she took it. Four months work down the drain."

"Think of all the essays you've could have finished in that time."

"I swear, Moony, I'll kill you first."