Yet another drabble I found today.
Title: Whatever Works
"Shut up, Remus."
"You have to tell Ja-"
"I DON'T HAVE TO TELL HIM A BLOODY THING!"
James frowned, pressing his ear closer to the door to the seventh
year dorms. Silence stretched on for a few minutes before a heavy
sigh echoed throughout the room on the other side. This was not
something he wanted to hear after the nasty breakup he'd just had.
First he has to dump Lily because he realized he'd rather bat for
the other team and now his friends were keeping secrets from him?
"I'm sorry, Moony. I just don't want James to find out."
"I know, Padfoot."
"Can you just imagine the conversation? "Hey, Prongs! Do you want to
blow up another cauldron in potions class today? By the way, I'm
madly in love with you so please leave Lily, the girl you've been
hot for since first year, and give me a try." That would go over
really well."
A snort.
"Well, if you worded it like that I'm sure he'll fall at his
feet and worship you."
"You're not supposed to be sarcastic, Moony-love. It gives me a
headache."
"So sorry."
James stood back, eyes wide and brain struggling to wrap around his
best friend's love. Love. Sirius loved him.
"He wouldn't hate you."
"It would be awkward."
"So? At least you wouldn't feel guilty for keeping a secret from
him."
"What do you want me to do? Walk right up to him and snog the
daylights out of him?"
"Well, if you want to do it that way." Remus sounded amused.
James pushed the door open. He looked from Remus to Sirius
to…actually, his gaze refused to move from the disowned Black once
he caught sight of him. Sirius was nervous and fidgeting.
"James-"
"Yes, Siri?"
The next thing he knew Sirius' tongue was dancing with his own and
there were hands and teeth and sweaty palms and desperate noises in
the backs of both of their throats.
"Remus," James pulled away long enough to pant, "be a good mate and
close the door behind you when you leave."
The werewolf watched in amusement. Of all the ways he had though of,
an overheard conversation and an impromptu snog was not how he had
planned to get those two together. He shrugged. Whatever works.
