Author's Note: Okay, so this is possibly just a mini chap of pure fluff, no dancing despite my promises, because I am easily distracted and a bit of a spaz. I was originally going to just infer this part, but then it visualized itself so clearly I wrote it. Ah. Yes. If you appreciate this despite all that please let me know with words, so I will know what to do for future spaz writing episodes. ^-^

- Chapter Ten -

"I love this part, it's when—"

The words were hushed with a set of well-placed lips.

"James is the worst to watch movies with, he's seen everything, and he always ruins the best parts," was murmured. Sirius was sitting in the Potter's windowless media room on an oversized, white leather sectional quite snugly beside Remus, James and Lily reclined together on the opposite side.

His left leg was hitched over the blond's right knee, their sides completely pressed up against each other. Remus was holding a bowl of popcorn, and there was a mostly untouched pizza, sitting open on a matching ottoman near Lily and James, half meat lover's and half vegetarian, the slices along the middle looking conflicted where the toppings had mingled.

"Oh no, this pizza is so messy," James said over blood-curdling screams, as he struggled to sit up, a string of melted provolone cheese dangling from the corner of his lips.

"Come here, I'll get that for you..." Lily pulled him back down.

Sirius could make out Remus grinning wryly by the flashing lights of the TV as their two friends giggled idiotically, looking like a disturbing rendition of Lady and the Tramp, and he couldn't help but feel like he was in middle school all over again as he tried to shift impossibly closer. They'd kissed, and it had been hot, but they weren't in his room now unfortunately. They were watching some zombie apocalypse movie with James and Lily instead, who were holding hands, giggling, sharing food, and just being all around annoying.

"Where should we have our wedding?" was whispered too loudly from the other end.

"I was thinking here! Or maybe..."

"Yeah, well it seems neither of them can shut up so at least they have that in common," Remus said dryly, tossing a few pieces of popcorn in his mouth, chewing quietly as Sirius chuckled. He still couldn't believe Lily was serious, but the more he saw her and James interact the more sense it made unfortunately; he just hoped she wouldn't get hurt again before coming to her senses.

Sirius leaned over into Remus's space to grab a piece of popcorn only to toss it idly back into the metal bowl he was holding. The sandy blond cleared his throat when the air in his lungs seemed to grow, the guy not moving back away and his cool, clean scent infiltrating his senses. He let out a silent exhale and turned to meet grinning grey eyes. He didn't know why he'd kissed him before out on the beach, or why the dark-haired man was now cuddling with him like he was a hormonal teenager, but he could assume it was the same reason he was letting him... he was really drunk. He held back a grin as he pushed a piece of popcorn between curled up lips to keep himself from doing something else to them.

"Thanks, just what I wanted," Sirius said, chewing, flashing perfect white teeth as his smile grew, and Remus nodded, grabbing up a small handful for him then. "Mmm, s'really good," the taller man insisted around the sudden mouthful of unwanted food, making Remus laugh and shake his head before he turned back to the movie he didn't even care about.

"I think Lily and James might be bunking together tonight."

Remus didn't look over. He ate a few bites of popcorn, watching as a man tried to woo a woman amidst the zombie apocalypse, both of them covered with streaks of someone's blood, or guts maybe. "Does James have bunkbeds?" he asked curiously. He heard a huff of a laugh.

"So... I mean if you wanted, you could stay with me... I don't mean to imply anything," was said very carefully. "I just wouldn't want to be a bad host."

"Of course not"—Remus cleared his throat—"I shouldn't." There was a silence, the characters on the screen continuing on excitedly without a care, doing their best to survive and get lucky in the process if at all possible. The screen flashed brightly on the giant curved TV from scene to scene, and Lily and James were whispering back and forth happily. The stretching silence felt heavy and disappointed, and possibly something else that he couldn't pinpoint. He turned to eye the man beside him, his handsome expression unreadable. "Trust me, it's a bad idea."

Sirius wet his lower lip. "Why's that?" he asked, and he leaned in the few inches separating them when hazel eyes fell shut in obvious frustration, and he whispered in the sandy blond's ear to keep the next words private from James, who would surely mock him mercilessly if he heard, "I promise, I won't try anything. Just stay the night, I really like you, Remus."

A masquerade mask was slipped down over sandy locks and then closed eyes, the voices around an indecipherable rumble. Hazel orbs opened, encased in glittering gold and red. Remus neatly adjusted the collar of his top.

"Nice costume, Lupin."

Remus smiled begrudgingly. He turned to face an impishly grinning Frank, who was carrying his clothes he'd just shed, as he ignored the jumble of nerves dancing in his chest. He felt oddly nervous as the familiar interlude of nondescript music began to vibrate the walls and floor all around. He was up next, and he couldn't shake the unnerving feeling.

Please review! I need inspiration for writing the dance scene!