June 18th, 1976, 3:16a.m., the Gryffindor common room
Remus
His head slipping off of his palm caused Remus to wake with a jerk. He looked around, disoriented for a moment, then, shaking his head, gathered his bearings. He reached over and poked Sirius, until the other boy lifted his head off of the textbook he was using as a pillow.
"Wha'– it's Gamps' third law! No, clause!" Sirius frowned. "What?"
"You fell asleep," Remus said, yawning halfway through his sentence.
"So did you," Sirius retorted, then yawned himself. "Damn. Where'd James and Peter go?"
Remus looked around, but the other two of their friends were indeed gone. "I think they went to bed," Remus said. "I vaguely remember James telling me that he was going to sleep."
Sirius sighed and leaned back in his chair, stretching. "Wish I could sleep," he mumbled. "Wish we didn't have to cram still."
"We could probably go to bed now," Remus said, checking his watch. "It's quarter past three. If we want to be awake during the exam, we probably should."
Sirius shook his head. "I haven't even started on Potions revisions."
"Yes, you have, we've all been revising for at least a month now."
"Oh yeah."
Remus stretched himself, pulling his arms up and cracking his spine. He caught Sirius watching him and dropped his arms; "What?" he asked.
Sirius shrugged. "I don't know."
Remus gave a nod, then propped his head back on his hand, putting his elbow on the table. He let his eyes drift shut, until Sirius prodded him.
"What?" Remus asked.
"Falling asleep here will give you a giant pain in the ass," Sirius pointed out. But he propped himself up on his own elbow, leaning forward and barely holding his eyes open.
Remus shrugged, shutting his eyes again. He felt Sirius's forehead touch his, then his friend's weight against his forehead. "You're leaning on me, Sirius."
"Oh."
He didn't move. Remus half opened one eye. Sirius's eyes were both closed by now, his mouth slightly open as he breathed, falling asleep again. They were close enough that Remus could feel Sirius's exhales dust his face, their noses nearly touching. Remus ignored his heartbeat spiking and poked his shoulder, but Sirius caught his hand and held it tightly, stopping him from prodding him again.
"Are we falling asleep here?" Remus asked him in a whisper.
"No, we shouldn't," Sirius yawned.
"Move to the couches?"
"Sure," Sirius sighed.
They got up, moving sluggishly, until they reached the first cushioned seat and they both collapsed onto it. It was one of the wider armchairs, Sirius taking the right half and Remus the left one. A poof trotted over and set itself in front of the chair, so the both of them put their feet up on it. Remus turned his head to the right and sighed. Sirius faced him, their foreheads colliding gently again.
"Are we gonna sleep here all night?" Remus asked.
"Wouldn't be the first time," Sirius mumbled.
"I'm fine with that."
"Me too," Sirius added. Their faces were quite close. Sirius yawned again, then Remus yawned, their noses coming together at the tips.
"What time is the Transfiguration exam tomorrow?" Sirius mumbled.
"I dunno," Remus sighed.
"Me neither."
"Isn't that why you asked?"
"Oh yeah."
Sirius's breath fell on Remus's face, vaguely minty from the remnants of his toothpaste.
"You worried about it?" Sirius asked, his lips brushing against Remus's cheek as he spoke. Remus shook his head, though his heartbeat had sped up again. "Too sleepy to worry?" Sirius asked, again, his lips brushing against Remus's, they were so close. Despite being half asleep, something in Remus stirred, he wanted to move even closer.
"Yeah," Remus mumbled, and he felt his mouth brushing Sirius's as he spoke. Sirius nodded, and the scratchiness of his stubble tickled Remus's lips.
Sirius nosed his face closer to Remus's, and their mouths fell together in a sleepy kiss. Remus felt a hand at his waist, Sirius pressing his lips against Remus's in a way that had to be intentional, otherwise just cruel happenstance. There were butterflies zooming up and back in Remus's chest, which was now held tightly against Sirius's. Remus hadn't imagined that the first time Sirius kissed him would be after cramming for OWL's for several hours, nor while they were both falling asleep, but in part this was best, as Remus was too tired and too pleased to be shocked that Sirius was kissing him.
They fell asleep again, their lips still touching.