Disclaimer: I didn't create them, I just manipulate them.

A/N: Yeah, I still suck. I'm still having problems with my computer. Sorry 'bout that. Enjoy.

The air between Remus and Sirius was as thick as Honeyduke's fudge, or at least Remus felt that it was. He didn't know what he was supposed to do or say. Really, what could he do? Sirius would either put one and two together or think he imagined the entire thing. Remus didn't know how he could even bring it up. What was he supposed to say? He cursed himself for being such a stupid drunk and vowed to never drink another sip of alcohol.

Sirius was oblivious to Remus' feelings. He had a throbbing headache and, at the1 moment, could think of nothing else.

To only his dismay, Remus was now in the showers with none other than Sirius. He speedily washed his hair, trying to decrease the amount of time they had to spend with each other alone. Sirius, on the other hand, was in no rush to finish. He merely stood in the shower, letting the water hot water pour on his back, staring.

Remus was pulled away from the furious scrubbing of his body by James' voice.

"Remmy! Come here! I have something to show you!" the voice called over the pounding water.

James' annoyingly loud shout brought Sirius back to his senses. Sirius felt like he had just been woken up by one of those insanely aggravating alarms that ought to be destroyed. He watched Remus' naked form climb out of the shower after turning the tap off. Remus then grabbed a towel, pulled it around his waist, and left.

"What the fuck!" Sirius heard Remus yell over the sound of the shower. He immediately turned the water off and got out. He wondered what could've possibly happened to make Remus curse like that.

When he shot out of the bathroom door, he accidentally ran straight into Remus, who stood still and looked completely unaware that a body had just rammed into him forcefully.

After hastily standing back up and pulling his towel tighter around his waist, Sirius saw what Remus was staring at.

James was laying on Remus' bed. What he wore was the cause of the look of horror on Remus' face.

James was sporting a bra and panties, his torso and legs completely bare. The tiny pieces the cloth were a matching shade of forget-me-not blue, and they looked somewhat sparkly. A glint of silver on James' wrist caught Sirius' attention. After looking more closely, he found that James was handcuffed to the bed. This was all for Remus, of course.

"Oh, Sirius!" James giggled while he unsuccessfully tried to cover himself with a free hand. "I thought you had already went downstairs!"

Sirius' face bore an expression of shock, very similar to Remus'.

"What the,"

"Fuck."

"Oh my,"

"Fuck."

"Are you,"

"Fuck."

After the choice words had been said, a brief silence settled.

"I cannot believe you," Remus finally said to James. He spoke slowly, pausing between every word.

James was certainly not pleased with Remus' reaction, which was quickly made apparent. "This was all for you!" He yelled acrimoniously. "Do you think thongs are comfy? Because they aren't! A string of lace up your ass is not a tea party!"

Remus closed his eyes. He looked like he had an intense migraine.

"Sirius you should go," Remus said quietly. Sirius obliged.

Through the door, Sirius listened intently.

"I really thought you'd like this!," James yelled.

"You've got to be kidding."

"Hellllo. Don't gay people like this sort of thing?"

"Not generally, no."

"Well, my bad. I was trying, for Merlin's sake. You need to loosen up."

"Loosen up? Loosen up! You're handcuffed to my bed! Wearing women's underwear! I like men! Not transsexuals!"

"Stop yelling, damnit! I'm not all up-to-date on this gay stuff. Gee. I trying to do this for you, remember?"

A small blush grazed Remus' cheeks. He suddenly looked ashamed. "Yeah... I'm sorry for yelling, but... A bra, Prongs? Did you really think that I like men in bras? If I wanted to see lacy bras I'd go with girls."

James giggled. "You're the only gay person I know, you know. Maybe you need to tutor me or something."

"Sure. I'll be sure to do that. While were at it, we might as well invite whoever would like to come. Maybe we can even do demonstrations, eh?"

James laughed loudly, their screaming match easily forgotten. "But did you see Padfoot's face? It was worth it."

Remus laughed too. "Yeah, but he probably think this whole thing is a joke now... A thong, for Merlin's sake."

Sirius furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. What the hell is going on? he thought. This was way too bizarre for his liking. He liked his normalness. Well, he was only sort of normal, but his level of weirdness was his limit. Remus was supposed to be normal, the most normal of them all, in fact. James was... Well, he was James and for the most part, Sirius was used to that, and his behavior had become normal to him too. But all of this? Totally not normal.

Sirius didn't know what they were up to, but he vowed to figure it out.

More words floated out from under the door.

"Take it off," Remus said.

"Oh, Remus!," James giggled, "Unhook my bra."

"Only if you say please."

"Please."

"What's wrong with you, Moony?" Sirius asked after dinner.

Sirius and Remus sat comfortably in the Common Room. The former helping the latter finish his Potion's essay. Or at least, Remus was trying to help Sirius. Sirius, on the other hand, was preoccupied with other things. He only agreed to let Remus help him because Remus would give him some speech about his future if he didn't. Sirius had gotten two of those before and they weren't easy to forget. 'Sirius, you can actually have a life... I can't... So just please don't screw it up.' The smart little werewolf played the pity card, and it always worked with Sirius.

Sirius would never admit it, but he had a little soft spot for things concerning Remus. Maybe it was because his condition, but Sirius didn't think so. Remus had a presence that was very hard to describe. It was like he made you want to be better. He made you want to be better for yourself, not just him. You wanted to make him proud of you, like his opinions meant the most. Sirius always wanted to please him.

"Nothing really."

"C'mon, I can tell."

"Sirius..." Remus began, "I'm sorry about last night."

"Er, what happened? Were you and James having sex on my bed or something? I barely remember a thing."

"Really?"

"Really what?"

"You barely remember anything."

"Oh, yeah."

"Oh, nevermind, then."

"Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me," Sirus badgered.

"Really, don't worry about it."

Sirius was most certainly worried about it now. You can't just bring something like that up and drop it. It just isn't right, and Sirius told Remus exactly that. Remus didn't budge, which made the whole thing more maddening.

"Listen," Remus began, "I swear I'll tell you... Just not right now, k?"

Uncharacteristically, Sirius shut up. He heard the tone Remus used. Everybody has that certain tone they use when they really mean what they're saying. Sirius knew not to push it. Remus was stubborn, and if Sirius pissed him off too much, then he with definitely never find out what had happened.

"Are you okay with me and James?" Remus asked abruptly after a short silence.

"Yeah... I mean, I wasn't at first, obviously... But I came around." Sirius looked awkward. "How long have you guys been... together or whatever?"

"Not long," Remus said.

"How long have you known?"

Remus didn't need him to ask what. He knew that Sirius wanted to know how long he knew that he was gay.

"A while."

"Is James the only one?"

For the first time, Remus felt terribly uncomfortable with this entire thing. He hadn't thought about what this type of thing would make him feel. This was too hard for him. Sirius knew now. He knew that he was gay, and if Sirius had any feelings for him, this would be the prime time to admit it. Remus didn't need to continue with this silly charade.

"No... but I'm sorry I don't want to talk about his anymore," he finished and attempted to speed up to the dormitory. Before he could reach the stairwell, Sirius called out to him.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Remus looked back at Sirius, the sad look in his eye blatant. He didn't respond.

"James, I can't do this anymore," Remus said once he opened the door.

Remus hadn't seen Peter on his bed.

"Are you guys breaking up?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Er... Get out, Peter. Uh, please." James said at once.

Peter obeyed. He immediately scrambled out of his bed and rushed to the door, slamming it behind him.

"What are you going on about?"

"I don't want to do it anymore... Seriously... Can we just end it?" James noticed the pleading in Remus' voice.

"What happened?"

"It's just Sirius... I feel bad doing this... I don't know."

"It's okay, Moony, really."

Very reminiscent of the day Remus confessed to James, James pulled him into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, James," Remus finally said, pulling away. "You probably think I'm terribly poufish."

"Well, yeah, sort of. But hey, you know how much I like Lily, so I'm just as bad," he said with a dry laugh.

Remus' lips turned upward into a small smile. Jame took advantage of this brief mood lift.

"I was just planning doing something else we could do... So, maybe we could wait a couple day then break things off?" He said, barely concealing his mischievous grin.

Remus didn't want to, but James seemed very enthused. "Oh, alright, but just a few days."

James smiled. His newest plan would certainly ignite a reaction from Sirius.