So, I decided to make a series of one-shots for my favourite Harry Potter era, the marauders! Updating whenever I feel like it, doing one-shots on any period of their lifetime.
It's also rated T for swearing, and it may have sexual references. Just thought you should know, it's usually the way I type my stories.
*I do not(sadly) own Harry Potter, nor will I ever*
Fifth Year, Christmas Break
Sirius spun his wand around boredly on the wood of the desk in the library; James scoffed as he continued reading off from the animagus book in the restricted section, figuring out more and more about their new way of life; Peter sat eagerly next to him, trying to catch up one each page he was reading; Remus, though, was nowhere to be found.
"Sirius," Sirius snapped his head up by the sound of his name and faced James, "are you going to continue with spinning your wand? It's making an awfully irritating sound."
Sirius eye rolled as he stared back down at his wand that laid on the table. "I'm bored, James."
"We're here to study, you know," James muttered to him.
"But you're reading about us being —" his voice then lowered, "— animagus."
James snapped the book closed and faced Sirius immediately. "For a matter of fact, Sirius, I care to know about us being animagus. And go ahead and say it out loud! There's nobody here because of Christmas Break!"
"But it's practically boring if we're not doing anything like — oh, I don't know — changing into them!" Sirius hissed.
James sighed as his eyes flickered to Peter, than to Sirius. "I was going to say to go hang out with Remus, but where the fuck is he?"
Sirius and Peter mirrored the same confused looks by the mention of Remus' name, that was until a grin arose Sirius' face.
James looked at him, a smirk upon his face at that moment. Peter, although, remained confused.
"You're going to do it, aren't you?" James asked him.
A snicker escaped Sirius' lips. "Sure am."
Peter, still perplexed, continued glaring at both of them, before asking the inquiry of what was happening. "Going to d— oh!" He gasped.
"Oh, where-wolf the werewolf?!" Sirius singsonged.
"Indeed, where-wolf the werewolf?!" James repeated in the same tune.
A loud groan echoed throughout the library. A figure appeared out of a book section, his face full of annoyance as he faced the three boys; Peter was giggling like a little girl as Sirius and James had the same mocking face.
"There-wolf the werewolf!" Sirius exclaimed.
Peter and James let out exaggerated amazed gasps. "Yes, there-wolf the werewolf!"
"I will literally eat you all," Remus growled, his knuckles clenched by his sides.
Sirius' smirk grew as he placed both his feet on top of the table, his hands behind his head. "Yes, please."
Remus groaned again, only shorter than before. "I didn't mean it like that, you revolting human being!"
"Are you just realising this?" James asked. "I mean, I thought you were more aware-wolf."
Remus' face grew more red by the second. "Son of a—"
However, Sirius cut him off with an exasperated gasp. "Woah, not aware-wolf but a swear-wolf!"
"Who doesn't seem to care-wolf!" James added.
"And whom I wanna see bare-wolf," Sirius chuckled, letting out a signature wink.
At this point, Peter was choking from all his laughter from all the comments as Remus slapped his forehead with his hand.
"We're never going to the library to study again."
Sirius shot up from his chair and let out a toothy grin. "That's something we can both agree on there."