Author's Note: The prompts for this chapter were a cat and the quote "You know everything about me, so if we stop being friends I'll have to kill you because so help me… you are taking it to the grave." Only two more chapters left after this one :( I'm going to be so sad to end this! But thanks for reading, everyone :)

October

The past month has been filled with knowing glances and subtle brushes of skin against skin and secret meetings in empty corridors, where lust transforms to lips meeting, teeth smashing, tongues colliding. Remus walks around school, feeling as light as air, and Sirius has developed a cocky grin that he flashes at Remus at the most inopportune times, making Remus' stomach lurch and his heart beat a little faster.

They haven't fully made this public, and Remus isn't even sure what this is, but somehow, it doesn't really matter when he's with Sirius.

Remus supposes that James knows, as Sirius is incapable of keeping a secret from him, and James gave him a smug grin and told-you-so wink and a hearty pat on the back a few days after their first kiss in the Astronomy Tower. It hasn't been discussed, though, even between Remus and Sirius, and Remus decides to broach the subject at the next possible opportunity.

That turns out to be a chance meeting in the third floor bathroom, where Sirius flicks his wand at the door to make it lock, and almost pounces on Remus. Remus laughs in surprise as Sirius eagerly covers his mouth with his own, his fingers skimming across Remus' chest. Remus pulls away slightly. "Sirius," he pants, finding it difficult to speak with Sirius' lips moving swiftly around his face and coming to rest on his mouth. "Sirius," he says, more firmly, detaching Sirius' hands from his chest. "Hold on a second."

"What?" Sirius asks, frowning. "We don't have that many opportunities like this, don't you want to make the most out of it?"

"Well, that's the thing," Remus says slowly. "We could have more opportunities. To…snog, and be together in a place that's not a bathroom."

Sirius looks slightly apprehensive. "If we came out, you mean."

"We don't have to make a big deal of it," Remus says. "But you know, it would be nice to not have to watch girls flirting like mad with you."

Sirius grins. "Is Moony jealous?! Aw, Remus!"

"No," Remus snaps. "I'm just saying, what if we were more than a quick snog in a closet?"

"But what if it ruins our friendship?" Sirius asks, looking down.

Remus frowns. "You know everything about me, so if we stop being friends…." He trails off and grins. "I'll have to kill you because so help me, you are taking it to the grave."

Sirius laughs. "Okay. Well. I suppose we can- you know- not be so secretive anymore."

Remus laughs in relief. "Okay."

Sirius pauses, then looks at Remus hopefully. "But what about right now?

Remus raises his eyebrows. "No need to waste a perfectly good bathroom."

Sirius grins, and then they're kissing again, fast and furious, hands in each other's hair, teeth biting lips, tongues dancing, soft moans escaping parted mouths; until Remus' mind is cloudy and Sirius is grinning deliriously.

There's a pounding on the door- "Oi! Open up! Professor, the door is locked!"- and they spring apart, startled.

"Shit," Remus mutters, paling. "This looks bad."

Sirius rolls his eyes at him and strides over to open the door. "Hey," he says huskily. "Sorry about that."

"Why was it locked?" the boy asks suspiciously.

Sirius winks at him and jerks his head towards Remus. "We got a little…carried away," he says, raising his eyebrows suggestively. He saunters out of the bathroom, and a crimson Remus follows, leaving the boy standing there in blank shock.

"Sirius," Remus hisses once they're a safe distance from the bathroom. "What was that?"

Sirius grins at him. "Thought you wanted to be more open about this." He waves his hand vaguely. "That was me being open."

Remus laughs. "Well. That was…good. Okay. Well. If we're going to be that…open….we should probably tell Peter. I don't think he knows."

Sirius makes a face. "Right. Probably. Alright, let's go and get this over with."

"It's not going to be that bad," Remus is saying, as they walk into the common room.

Sirius snorts- "It's Peter"- and then spots James lurking around Lily. "Oi, Prongs!"

James sighs, but comes over to them. "I was just about to speak to her," he protests.

Sirius waves his hand impatiently. "We're telling Pete. About Remus and….and me. You know. Where is he?"

James' sulky look is immediately replaced with glee. "Really? You're not keeping it secret anymore? Nice!" He smacks both of them on the back and then scans the common room. "Wormy's over there." He smirks and shouts out, "Peter! Get your arse over here!"

Peter scampers over to them. "What's going on?"

Remus gestures at an empty couch. "Sit down."

Peter sits down nervously, and Remus sits on the chair across from him. James plops down on the couch next to Peter, but Sirius stands, rocking back and forth on his heels.

Remus looks at him, but it doesn't appear that he's going to speak, so Remus clears his throat. "Well. Peter. Listen. Sirius and I….we're friends, you know. But lately, we've kind of been more than…friends."

"I thought Sirius and James were best mates," Peter says, wrinkling his brow in confusion.

Remus sighs. "Yes, but I'm talking about…more than that."

"You're super best mates?" Peter asks, biting his lip.

Sirius groans and climbs on top of Remus, pulling him into a deep kiss. After several long moments, James clears his throat loudly and Sirius pulls away, looking flushed. Remus blinks several times and tries to wipe the stupid grin off his face before turning to Peter, who looks shell-shocked. "You see?"

Peter opens and closes his mouth several times before turning to James. "Did you know about this?"

James smiles smugly. "Did I know about this…Peter, I was the one who is responsible for this."

"You are not," Sirius protests.

James laughs. "I am and you know it, Pads. Now Wormtail, close your mouth. It's not attractive."

Remus looks at Peter, who has closed his mouth with obvious effort. "You okay, Pete?"

"Fine," Peter says, blinking rapidly. "No, really, Remus. I'm fine. That's…that's great. Really, guys. I'm happy for you."

"Thanks, mate!" Sirius says, grinning at him. "Now, I think this shock value thing has some pretty clear benefits. Remus, let's go inform more people."

Remus raises his eyebrows. "Who?"

Sirius thinks for a second and then grins wickedly. "Let's go inform Mrs. Norris."

"A cat?" Remus asks blankly.

"No, not just a cat," Sirius explains. "Mrs. Norris. Can you imagine her face?"

"She's a cat," Remus protests, but Sirius shoots him a grin and he stands up. "Well, let's go, then."

They practically run out of the common room and Peter turns to James. "Remus and Sirius are snogging in front of Mrs. Norris. Am I the only one who finds this odd?"

James snorts, pulling out the Marauders Map. "Nah, they're both freaks, we knew that already. I tell you, they're asking for detention, you know Filch hates people snogging in public… Oh. Doesn't look like they waited to find Mrs. Norris."

Peter yanks the Map out of James' hands. "Let me see….Oh. It's like they're one dot on this Map. Merlin."

James takes the Map back. "Look, Mrs. Norris found them."

Peter looks concerned. "Do you think they'll get in trouble?"

James snorts. "If they do, then they'll be in detention. Together. In a locked room. Alone."

He waits until Peter gasps with understanding. "Oh!"

James nods smugly. "And they'll love it."