Title: Just for Tonight

Author: Mad Amecom PTE

Email: mad_amecom_pte@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, locations, or anything that has to do with Harry Potter. I wish I did though...

Notes: Huzzah! Third chapter = COMPLETED! I hope yins are satisfied with this, I put off my science fair report to do this! Hah hah. Thanks to SailorBaby16, reddiej, RougeSpike, and penny_lady for R/R (to Kyris, my review page is not the place to pimp your fics, but it was pretty good)! Thanks to Hannio, Gold Silk, Gypsy Lupin-Black, and RikuNghts. Also to Gypsy, I understand what you mean about not liking Peter's reaction, but that's all part of his character. In my fics, he starts getting "evil" in 5th year. The marauders were so busy with their own lives, the only time they got to hang with Peter was during pranks and lunch, and the only time he was noticeably getting darker was when something came up about something he didn't like. Apparently (from chap 1), homosexuals are one thing he isn't fond of. As for the Xmas contest, I've been blasted with schoolwork, but I'll try to do the contest. If I don't finish it, I'll make it up to you in one way or another that'll be just as good ;D.

It was a radiant, new morning. Sunlight poured into the Marauder's dorm through the hazy glass window. James stumbled out of bed with a yawn and rubbed his eyes. He grabbed his glasses off of the nightstand and placed them on his face, making his eyes seem a bit smaller. He looked around the room to see if he was the only one up. Peter's bed curtains were still drawn closed, as were Sirius's and Remus's. He walked over to the bed nearest and pulled the drapings over, revealing an empty bed. "Sirius is gone? Maybe he went to breakfast already." James looked at a watch laying on Sirius's nightstand, "6:30? There's no way he could be up." He walked over to Remus's bed and said softly, "Hey Rem, you awake? Sirius ain't in his bed. Are you a- WHOA." In bed was not only Remus, but also Remus and Sirius entwined in each other's arms. James quickly shoved the curtains back together and crawled back into his bed. "M-must be seeing thing... need more sleep." He threw his glasses on the nightstand and pulled his blanket over his head.



About a quarter of an hour later Remus stirred a bit. He opened his eyes and blinked a bit before realizing what he was holding onto. The boy's face turned deep scarlet and he mentally shrieked. 'WHAT IS SIRIUS DOING IN MY BED- IN MY ARMS?!' He tried to recollect the night before... Sirius got him gawking at him, so he rushed off to bed. 'Augh! Then how is he-" Then he remembered. Remus had dreamt that he tripped down a set of stairs, an event that actually happened when he was six. But in his dream, he kept falling and falling into a shallow darkness that just didn't stop. All of the sudden, everything turned light and a boy behind a curtain of black hair caught him. The boy leaned in, as if to kiss him, and for some reason... Remus suddenly recognised him as Sirius. 'But that was just a dream! It isn't possible.' He pondered for a mere second that Sirius climbed into his bed with him, but that was quickly pushed from his mind. 'What am I going to do~? I got to get out of here...' With that, Remus silently slipped out of Sirius's arms. He dressed quickly and then scurried off to early breakfast with a hint of a blush still donned upon his face.



Sirius continued to sleep in Remus's bed until he felt a hard smack on his head (which woke him abruptly, of course). "What the hell!?" he yelled through clenched teeth looking up at the mess of hair that did it, "What's your fucking problem, James!?"


"YOU'RE the one with the problem, Mr. Black." James said with a frown. Sirius quickly realized where he was and turned as red as Remus an hour earlier.


"Shit. Shit. Shit." He said, covering his head with a sheet.


"What the hell were you doing in Rem's bed? I thought I was having a dream (or a nightmare) when I woke up early this morning and saw you two..." he trailed off in awkwardness, "J-just explain yourself!"


"Is Peter or Remus around?" Sirius sighed.


"They're down at breakfast. Now SPILL!"


Sirius unwillingly told James of how he was over at Remus's bed when he woke up and grabbed him and how he couldn't get up without waking him. When he finished he pulled a pillow over his face and groaned.

"Right, but why were you over at his bed?" James questioned him again, obviously confused.

Sirius paused. This was it. He'd finally have to fess up after hiding it so carefully the past year. "James... I think I, I mean, I know I'm..." he stumbled to find the right words but sighed as he found them, "I'm in love with Remus." There was a brief silence but James soon spoke up.


"Well, I kinda figured you liked him after seeing you two this morning, but love? Shit." Another pause. "Were you at his bed just staring at him or... something else." He blushed a little and looked at the floor. But Sirius laughed.


"I was going to kiss him. I thought 'No one'll know!' but then he opened his eyes and smiled... and pulled me close. I was panicking but then I calmed down and just stayed with him, you know?" James smiled a bit and nodded.


"When are you gonna tell him?"


"When? Don't you mean 'Are'?"


"C'mon, mate. Don't you think he's figured it out by now, finding you with him this morning n' all? You owe it to Remus. You owe it to yourself."


"I can't! Not now!" James looked at him with his piercing blue eyes and Sirius turned away, "But I will soon. Right now, we'll just act as if nothing happened."

James frowned."Don't you think he'll say something?"


"I'll bet he's too mortified. I can't tell him until Christmas anyways."


"Why?"


"Because it'll be exactly one year since I found out I loved him."


James grinned, "Wow, I never thought you were the romantic type, Padfoot."


"Shut yer' trap. Now let's stop talking about all this rubbish and go down to breakfast, I'm starving." Sirius threw on his robes and strode out of their dorm.


"You'll be starving for a piece of that werewolf before Christmas." James chuckled to himself. "I wonder if Remus feels the same way..."


"Feels the same way about what?" said a voice from the doorway.