Disclaimer: No one here is mine so I'm not making any money.
Thanks to:
Prongslet: Lol, I was tempted, but then I thought 'nah, too easy!' lol!
Elrohir Lover: Aye I have 'May it Be', I know it by heart lol! And oh aye, making men cry is my speciality...(ponders) huh, I've just worked why I'm still single (grin). Oh and hello to your friend too, would he like a McVities?
Happo: LMAO, hyper much? Marauder's map will be soon and so will be the, um, making out lol.
Passionflower: Ugh I remember doing the 800m but I'm too proud to lose so I came in second (yah me) but THEN I had to run the 1500m after that AAH!
Enelya Aldarion: I will try my best lol. The flirting was particularly fun to do hehe.
Nya: Nya, I could kiss you! I, being the berk that I am, have misplaced my dictionary so for bleeding WEEKS I've been trying to find the correct spelling only to have 'Lycan' dropped on me. I'd be like 'WHERE'S THE REST OF THE WORD?' So thank you, you have cured that irritating itch of mine. And tell me about it, Remus strikes me as the type that will log his thoughts in any form. The whole waiting to tell Remus thing is both for the plot and based on a personal event. I wanted the rest of the Marauders to be able to change into Animagi before they told Remus and I had a friend that recently came out but I knew ages ago. I didn't want to startle her so I just let her tell me when she was ready.
GryffRavHuffSlythendor: Lol me too, he could SO be a Sun God!
Hp-Azn: You're like an angst guzzling machine you lol!
Arigazi: Ah I miss passing notes in class, in college you just get to talk when you want to but there's no fun in that. I recall one time where my friend referred to me as Miss Padfoot and I referred to her as Miss Prongs, which had me in tears. It was like 'Miss Padfoot has just poked herself in the eye' and she'd be like 'Miss Prongs thinks Miss Padfoot is a silly prat then'. Hilarious! And the James thing, I've noticed that too. He just has this...comic thing about him doesn't he?
Pointofnoreturn: Tell me about it, these guys are so fun! Plus it's something different for me because I never got to write a 'while they're in school' fic before so this is all new for me.
One little personal thing, had anyone here seen 'Love Actually?' And if you have don't you reckon that the guy 'Karl' (The guy in the glasses that the girl with the mentally disabled brother liked) looks like an older (and INCREDIBLE sexy) version of Harry Potter? Just curious.
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Chapter 4 – Almost
It struck me that day by the confused look on Sirius's face how, despite the grades he achieved, he was in fact incredibly fickle.
We actually remained in that train of teasing for a while, the notes becoming a regular occurrence in most lessons and it may have been that which caused James's calculating looks as he watched us with a knowing smirk on his face.
Especially when I remember that most...intriguing...day where I think James knew a lot more then he let on.
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(1975)
"UGH! I just don't get this!" James said as he flung his book on the floor of the dormitory as he glared at it as though it had uttered a filthy secret to him. Remus looked up from the book nestled in his crossed legs where he sat on his own bed and laughed at the grumbling male.
"It really isn't that difficult James. Honestly, you can work out how to become Animagi and make anything in front of you float but place a potions essay in front of you and you become a quibbering mess of goo." The werewolf said simply and for a moment James glared at him until the image was too much for him sending him into fits of giggles.
"It's hereditary, my dad sucked at it too." He said wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
Remus shook his head as he grinned at the other male before turning back to his book. Several large texts were spread out around him on the bed as were pieces of parchment and a journal lay poking out from under his pillow.
James yawned loudly as he ruffled his hair and stood stretching his long legs until a satisfying click sounded from the small of his black causing him to groan. Remus looked up and the messy haired boy grinned at him.
"Well I'm going to go grab some food from the Kitchens, want to come?" He asked. Smiling Remus shook his head making the other boy sigh in mock disappointment.
"And you call yourself a Marauder." He muttered as he shook his head again. "Right well then, I'll see if any of the other two downstairs want to."
Giving a thumbs up at Remus who quirked an eyebrow at the gesture the darker teen left, closing the door behind him leaving the werewolf to his continuously moving thoughts. Sometimes he felt stuff in his head moved too quickly and it would be times like this when Sirius would tease him about 'going to the special place in his head' as he would become still as he stared blankly ahead of him.
Looking around to make sure he was alone he pulled out the black velvet journal poking out from under his pillow. He flipped open the pages briefly reading his past entries and various other things; Song lyrics that didn't fit together as they were quickly scribbled musings, favourite poems re- written in his looping hand-writing and a few of his own.
Sirius sometimes caught him writing which is probably where the 'Pensive poet' comment had come from and more then once he had asked to read them but Remus would blush before tucking it away again as he shook his head.
As I child he didn't have any friends so he had a lot more time to think about things. He had no need to record his more potent thoughts then but since hanging out with the Marauders was a 24/7 deal (not that he minded in the least) he had brought the journal on a whim to help him remember.
He looked at his most recent musings to find nearly all of them touched along the lines of his growing affections for his good-looking best friend. Sighing he picked up a quill and idly began to draw little sketches around the words of various things; a set of dark eyes, an ankh, pentacles –anything-, he just felt the need to move his hand in the scribbling motion.
He heard the door rattle and looked up sharply. Sirius poked his head around the door grinning at him before moving silently into the room closing the door behind him again.
"Hey Rem." He said as he made his way over to the smaller boy. Resisting to slam his journal shut and shove it under his pillow again the werewolf closed it slowly, as if it were a boring volume before lazily tucking it under another book. It looked less suspicious that way.
"Hey, aren't you going to the kitchens with James?" He asked pleasantly as the taller male collapsed next to him on his bed, grunting as he spread his arms out.
"Nah, Petey's got that one covered." Came the reply as Sirius folded one of his arms back to rest over his eyes causing his answer to come out a little muffled.
"Ah, touché." The tawny male said with a chuckle. He went silent then letting himself appreciate the fact that Sirius Black was spread out on his bed, black-blue hair spread around him as his chest rose and fell with his gentle breathing.
His fingers tingled a little as he wondered what it would be like to idly slip that hair through his fingers as they spoke or lean his head on that tanned shoulder as they shared secrets. Then of course logic Lupin kicked in and chased away the lovesick loon that sometimes invaded his mind.
"Should I get a tattoo?" Came a sudden question as Sirius dropped his arm back out to the side startling Remus who had leaned a little closer to the boy as he lay there.
"W...what?" the werewolf said shaking his fuzzy mind clear of the cobwebs as he squinted down at his friend who grinned up at him.
"A.tattoo. Should I get one?" The boy smirked as he sat up so he braced himself on his forearms. Remus looked at him a moment longer before shrugging when his mind had put together the sentence.
"They hurt you know." He said simply causing the taller male to raise an unimpressed eyebrow.
"Gosh, how silly of me. And here I thought it was going to be all fluffy lambs and chocolate related fuzziness." He said dryly causing Remus to try and glare at him but instead cracking up.
"I was just saying. If you want one, get one. I'm sure your mother would –love-that." Remus said rolling his eyes as Sirius threw his head back and laughed.
"Silly bint would blow an artery...you know, that tattoo grows more and more appealing with the idea of mother's head exploding." Sirius cocked his head smirking at his friend but the werewolf looked at him sadly.
"You don't want her dead Sirius." He said solemnly and instantly the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
"How can you know that?" The boy replied darkly as he stood from the bed running his hands throw the black locks. Remus uncurled his legs and went to stand but Sirius turned back round with a look in his eyes that just caused the smaller teen to just...stop.
It was want, it was passion, it was anger and it was...it was –Sirius-. It was what made him, all showing in those unnaturally blue eyes of his as plain as if he had screamed out what he felt from the top of his lungs.
He was like one of those seductively powerful wizards you heard about in ancient stories, the air crackling around every where as though a lighting storm had just broken out in the dorms.
It terrified Remus...and yet he felt drawn to it.
"Sirius?" He whispered as those eyes remained staring at him, taking in every detail, every crevice and despite the heavy robes covering him he felt naked.
Then it was broken because Sirius blinked and his eyes seemed to turn that warm tropical blue they usually were. The temperature seemed to return to normal and the taller boy cleared his throat as he turned his head away to look out the window.
Silence lingered until Remus could take it no longer and clearing his throat he spoke.
"What would you get?" He asked and this seemed to be a good thing because Sirius let out a sigh of relief as he returned to his place beside the werewolf.
"Dunno, something cool but meaningful maybe. I once saw this black tribal design of a phoenix that I really liked. When I was younger I..." He looked over at Remus who was watching him quietly before continuing, "I used to want this tribal wolf that was standing in front of a Full Moon but I wasn't sure how..."
"How I'd take it?" The tawny male finished with an amused smile pulling at his lips as Sirius gave a little wince and shrugged in apology.
"Siri, I'm not going to be offended if you want a wolf tattoo, in fact I think it's rather flattering."
The darker teen grinned happily as he leant over and hugged Remus tightly. The werewolf's breath stilled within his chest until he slipped his arms slowly back round the other boy's waist.
The energy that was Sirius returned ten fold as they pulled back enough so their faces were a couple of inches apart. The taller teen's eyes dropped to gaze at Remus's lips causing the boy to automatically moisten them with the tip of his tongue.
This had never happened before and they had been friends for five years. What had changed?
His thoughts were slowly evaporating as Sirius moved that little bit closer, their breath now mingling as both hearts sped up. Not quite sure what was happening he was torn between pulling away to find a logical answer and seizing life like his father had told him to do for years.
They moved forwards still until finally a faintest of brushes sent tingles through both lips. It wasn't a kiss, but it wasn't platonic either.
Sirius was about to apply pressure when suddenly loud laughter burst through the doors as James and Peter made their boisterous return.
Remus jumped back causing his head to collide painfully with one of the bed's posts and his eyes watered slightly as a headache throbbed at the place of impact. Sirius's eyebrows shot up as he heard the resounding crack and darted forwards to help his friend.
"Bloody hell Remus, I heard that from over here! You alright?" James said as he rushed over dumping the food they'd gathered on his bed before he came up to the werewolf who had his eyes clenched shut as he clutched the back of his head.
"Why the hell did you came barging in here yelling at the top of your lungs? We were having a conversation when you come up here startling us!" Sirius all but yelled at his best friend who looked as though he thought they might have been doing more then that...of course he wasn't going to say anything.
Remus's head throbbed painfully as little spots darted across his dark closed eyelids. It wasn't just the collision but the confusion at what had just occurred. Sirius had almost kissed him, willingly, and he hadn't put up much of a fight either. What was happening?
He groaned as his head gave another throb but then he felt graceful fingers pulling his head forwards so whoever it was could inspect the back of his head. Opening his watery eyes he saw Sirius inspecting the lump forming at the back of his head before the blue eyes locked onto his own amber ones.
"I think you're going to have a pretty impressive bump." He said quietly and the werewolf felt fingers massaging through his hair soothingly. He glanced down at James but his friend had returned to his bed and was getting Peter to help him sort the food into four groups.
Looking back he gazed at the hesitant blue eyes and he gnawed his lip as he thought about all the previous events. Finally he settled for one simple thing that didn't say yes, but it didn't say no either...he smiled a true smile.
Sirius felt his body relax visible as he saw that smile grace over those features. He hadn't over stepped his boundaries too much then if his friend didn't hate him.
Still it left the question begging...what exactly were they? Were they just friends' still, crushes? Or...or were they becoming, or –already- something more?
His own head began to hurt but for now he settled with a smile. He continued to let his fingers linger in the tawny hair and he couldn't quite tell but he thought that maybe Remus was leaning into the touches.
"Oh, by the way I can't make it to Hogsmede this weekend." James said suddenly and they both turned to look at their friend who was watching them happily as he munched on a piece of freshly baked bread.
"What! But we –always-go to Hogsmede together, it's the Marauder Zonko shopping day." Sirius said as he bristled slightly in the indignity of it all but James merely shrugged.
"I'm falling behind in my work...and Lily's staying so maybe I can talk to her." He added but whilst Sirius rolled his eyes with a groan, Remus couldn't help but notice that James had added that like it was James way of making it a plausible answer.
"Oh...uh yeah, me too guys. I've um...my potion's work is a disaster, it makes Robert Stephens look like the next philosopher." Peter added as he saw where James was going with this. He may be dense to a lot of things but even he knew that when a boy's hand lingered in another boy's hair a moment too long then maybe, just maybe, there could be something there that these two were too stupid to notice.
Remus's eyebrows knitted together as he looked between the two boys suspiciously but then he heard Sirius sigh beside him and he turned to look at the darker male.
"Looks like it's just us then trouble." Sirius sighed but inside he was having a full swinging party, extra booze for all.
Remus seemed torn once more at fear of doing something so...-extreme- for him and following what he –knew- he wanted but in the end he grinned as he nodded.
"Then we'd better make it a good trip, something worthy of the Marauders." The two grinned at one another so didn't notice James lean in to whisper into a smirking Peter's ear.
"I don't doubt that for a minute."
Thanks to:
Prongslet: Lol, I was tempted, but then I thought 'nah, too easy!' lol!
Elrohir Lover: Aye I have 'May it Be', I know it by heart lol! And oh aye, making men cry is my speciality...(ponders) huh, I've just worked why I'm still single (grin). Oh and hello to your friend too, would he like a McVities?
Happo: LMAO, hyper much? Marauder's map will be soon and so will be the, um, making out lol.
Passionflower: Ugh I remember doing the 800m but I'm too proud to lose so I came in second (yah me) but THEN I had to run the 1500m after that AAH!
Enelya Aldarion: I will try my best lol. The flirting was particularly fun to do hehe.
Nya: Nya, I could kiss you! I, being the berk that I am, have misplaced my dictionary so for bleeding WEEKS I've been trying to find the correct spelling only to have 'Lycan' dropped on me. I'd be like 'WHERE'S THE REST OF THE WORD?' So thank you, you have cured that irritating itch of mine. And tell me about it, Remus strikes me as the type that will log his thoughts in any form. The whole waiting to tell Remus thing is both for the plot and based on a personal event. I wanted the rest of the Marauders to be able to change into Animagi before they told Remus and I had a friend that recently came out but I knew ages ago. I didn't want to startle her so I just let her tell me when she was ready.
GryffRavHuffSlythendor: Lol me too, he could SO be a Sun God!
Hp-Azn: You're like an angst guzzling machine you lol!
Arigazi: Ah I miss passing notes in class, in college you just get to talk when you want to but there's no fun in that. I recall one time where my friend referred to me as Miss Padfoot and I referred to her as Miss Prongs, which had me in tears. It was like 'Miss Padfoot has just poked herself in the eye' and she'd be like 'Miss Prongs thinks Miss Padfoot is a silly prat then'. Hilarious! And the James thing, I've noticed that too. He just has this...comic thing about him doesn't he?
Pointofnoreturn: Tell me about it, these guys are so fun! Plus it's something different for me because I never got to write a 'while they're in school' fic before so this is all new for me.
One little personal thing, had anyone here seen 'Love Actually?' And if you have don't you reckon that the guy 'Karl' (The guy in the glasses that the girl with the mentally disabled brother liked) looks like an older (and INCREDIBLE sexy) version of Harry Potter? Just curious.
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Chapter 4 – Almost
It struck me that day by the confused look on Sirius's face how, despite the grades he achieved, he was in fact incredibly fickle.
We actually remained in that train of teasing for a while, the notes becoming a regular occurrence in most lessons and it may have been that which caused James's calculating looks as he watched us with a knowing smirk on his face.
Especially when I remember that most...intriguing...day where I think James knew a lot more then he let on.
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(1975)
"UGH! I just don't get this!" James said as he flung his book on the floor of the dormitory as he glared at it as though it had uttered a filthy secret to him. Remus looked up from the book nestled in his crossed legs where he sat on his own bed and laughed at the grumbling male.
"It really isn't that difficult James. Honestly, you can work out how to become Animagi and make anything in front of you float but place a potions essay in front of you and you become a quibbering mess of goo." The werewolf said simply and for a moment James glared at him until the image was too much for him sending him into fits of giggles.
"It's hereditary, my dad sucked at it too." He said wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
Remus shook his head as he grinned at the other male before turning back to his book. Several large texts were spread out around him on the bed as were pieces of parchment and a journal lay poking out from under his pillow.
James yawned loudly as he ruffled his hair and stood stretching his long legs until a satisfying click sounded from the small of his black causing him to groan. Remus looked up and the messy haired boy grinned at him.
"Well I'm going to go grab some food from the Kitchens, want to come?" He asked. Smiling Remus shook his head making the other boy sigh in mock disappointment.
"And you call yourself a Marauder." He muttered as he shook his head again. "Right well then, I'll see if any of the other two downstairs want to."
Giving a thumbs up at Remus who quirked an eyebrow at the gesture the darker teen left, closing the door behind him leaving the werewolf to his continuously moving thoughts. Sometimes he felt stuff in his head moved too quickly and it would be times like this when Sirius would tease him about 'going to the special place in his head' as he would become still as he stared blankly ahead of him.
Looking around to make sure he was alone he pulled out the black velvet journal poking out from under his pillow. He flipped open the pages briefly reading his past entries and various other things; Song lyrics that didn't fit together as they were quickly scribbled musings, favourite poems re- written in his looping hand-writing and a few of his own.
Sirius sometimes caught him writing which is probably where the 'Pensive poet' comment had come from and more then once he had asked to read them but Remus would blush before tucking it away again as he shook his head.
As I child he didn't have any friends so he had a lot more time to think about things. He had no need to record his more potent thoughts then but since hanging out with the Marauders was a 24/7 deal (not that he minded in the least) he had brought the journal on a whim to help him remember.
He looked at his most recent musings to find nearly all of them touched along the lines of his growing affections for his good-looking best friend. Sighing he picked up a quill and idly began to draw little sketches around the words of various things; a set of dark eyes, an ankh, pentacles –anything-, he just felt the need to move his hand in the scribbling motion.
He heard the door rattle and looked up sharply. Sirius poked his head around the door grinning at him before moving silently into the room closing the door behind him again.
"Hey Rem." He said as he made his way over to the smaller boy. Resisting to slam his journal shut and shove it under his pillow again the werewolf closed it slowly, as if it were a boring volume before lazily tucking it under another book. It looked less suspicious that way.
"Hey, aren't you going to the kitchens with James?" He asked pleasantly as the taller male collapsed next to him on his bed, grunting as he spread his arms out.
"Nah, Petey's got that one covered." Came the reply as Sirius folded one of his arms back to rest over his eyes causing his answer to come out a little muffled.
"Ah, touché." The tawny male said with a chuckle. He went silent then letting himself appreciate the fact that Sirius Black was spread out on his bed, black-blue hair spread around him as his chest rose and fell with his gentle breathing.
His fingers tingled a little as he wondered what it would be like to idly slip that hair through his fingers as they spoke or lean his head on that tanned shoulder as they shared secrets. Then of course logic Lupin kicked in and chased away the lovesick loon that sometimes invaded his mind.
"Should I get a tattoo?" Came a sudden question as Sirius dropped his arm back out to the side startling Remus who had leaned a little closer to the boy as he lay there.
"W...what?" the werewolf said shaking his fuzzy mind clear of the cobwebs as he squinted down at his friend who grinned up at him.
"A.tattoo. Should I get one?" The boy smirked as he sat up so he braced himself on his forearms. Remus looked at him a moment longer before shrugging when his mind had put together the sentence.
"They hurt you know." He said simply causing the taller male to raise an unimpressed eyebrow.
"Gosh, how silly of me. And here I thought it was going to be all fluffy lambs and chocolate related fuzziness." He said dryly causing Remus to try and glare at him but instead cracking up.
"I was just saying. If you want one, get one. I'm sure your mother would –love-that." Remus said rolling his eyes as Sirius threw his head back and laughed.
"Silly bint would blow an artery...you know, that tattoo grows more and more appealing with the idea of mother's head exploding." Sirius cocked his head smirking at his friend but the werewolf looked at him sadly.
"You don't want her dead Sirius." He said solemnly and instantly the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
"How can you know that?" The boy replied darkly as he stood from the bed running his hands throw the black locks. Remus uncurled his legs and went to stand but Sirius turned back round with a look in his eyes that just caused the smaller teen to just...stop.
It was want, it was passion, it was anger and it was...it was –Sirius-. It was what made him, all showing in those unnaturally blue eyes of his as plain as if he had screamed out what he felt from the top of his lungs.
He was like one of those seductively powerful wizards you heard about in ancient stories, the air crackling around every where as though a lighting storm had just broken out in the dorms.
It terrified Remus...and yet he felt drawn to it.
"Sirius?" He whispered as those eyes remained staring at him, taking in every detail, every crevice and despite the heavy robes covering him he felt naked.
Then it was broken because Sirius blinked and his eyes seemed to turn that warm tropical blue they usually were. The temperature seemed to return to normal and the taller boy cleared his throat as he turned his head away to look out the window.
Silence lingered until Remus could take it no longer and clearing his throat he spoke.
"What would you get?" He asked and this seemed to be a good thing because Sirius let out a sigh of relief as he returned to his place beside the werewolf.
"Dunno, something cool but meaningful maybe. I once saw this black tribal design of a phoenix that I really liked. When I was younger I..." He looked over at Remus who was watching him quietly before continuing, "I used to want this tribal wolf that was standing in front of a Full Moon but I wasn't sure how..."
"How I'd take it?" The tawny male finished with an amused smile pulling at his lips as Sirius gave a little wince and shrugged in apology.
"Siri, I'm not going to be offended if you want a wolf tattoo, in fact I think it's rather flattering."
The darker teen grinned happily as he leant over and hugged Remus tightly. The werewolf's breath stilled within his chest until he slipped his arms slowly back round the other boy's waist.
The energy that was Sirius returned ten fold as they pulled back enough so their faces were a couple of inches apart. The taller teen's eyes dropped to gaze at Remus's lips causing the boy to automatically moisten them with the tip of his tongue.
This had never happened before and they had been friends for five years. What had changed?
His thoughts were slowly evaporating as Sirius moved that little bit closer, their breath now mingling as both hearts sped up. Not quite sure what was happening he was torn between pulling away to find a logical answer and seizing life like his father had told him to do for years.
They moved forwards still until finally a faintest of brushes sent tingles through both lips. It wasn't a kiss, but it wasn't platonic either.
Sirius was about to apply pressure when suddenly loud laughter burst through the doors as James and Peter made their boisterous return.
Remus jumped back causing his head to collide painfully with one of the bed's posts and his eyes watered slightly as a headache throbbed at the place of impact. Sirius's eyebrows shot up as he heard the resounding crack and darted forwards to help his friend.
"Bloody hell Remus, I heard that from over here! You alright?" James said as he rushed over dumping the food they'd gathered on his bed before he came up to the werewolf who had his eyes clenched shut as he clutched the back of his head.
"Why the hell did you came barging in here yelling at the top of your lungs? We were having a conversation when you come up here startling us!" Sirius all but yelled at his best friend who looked as though he thought they might have been doing more then that...of course he wasn't going to say anything.
Remus's head throbbed painfully as little spots darted across his dark closed eyelids. It wasn't just the collision but the confusion at what had just occurred. Sirius had almost kissed him, willingly, and he hadn't put up much of a fight either. What was happening?
He groaned as his head gave another throb but then he felt graceful fingers pulling his head forwards so whoever it was could inspect the back of his head. Opening his watery eyes he saw Sirius inspecting the lump forming at the back of his head before the blue eyes locked onto his own amber ones.
"I think you're going to have a pretty impressive bump." He said quietly and the werewolf felt fingers massaging through his hair soothingly. He glanced down at James but his friend had returned to his bed and was getting Peter to help him sort the food into four groups.
Looking back he gazed at the hesitant blue eyes and he gnawed his lip as he thought about all the previous events. Finally he settled for one simple thing that didn't say yes, but it didn't say no either...he smiled a true smile.
Sirius felt his body relax visible as he saw that smile grace over those features. He hadn't over stepped his boundaries too much then if his friend didn't hate him.
Still it left the question begging...what exactly were they? Were they just friends' still, crushes? Or...or were they becoming, or –already- something more?
His own head began to hurt but for now he settled with a smile. He continued to let his fingers linger in the tawny hair and he couldn't quite tell but he thought that maybe Remus was leaning into the touches.
"Oh, by the way I can't make it to Hogsmede this weekend." James said suddenly and they both turned to look at their friend who was watching them happily as he munched on a piece of freshly baked bread.
"What! But we –always-go to Hogsmede together, it's the Marauder Zonko shopping day." Sirius said as he bristled slightly in the indignity of it all but James merely shrugged.
"I'm falling behind in my work...and Lily's staying so maybe I can talk to her." He added but whilst Sirius rolled his eyes with a groan, Remus couldn't help but notice that James had added that like it was James way of making it a plausible answer.
"Oh...uh yeah, me too guys. I've um...my potion's work is a disaster, it makes Robert Stephens look like the next philosopher." Peter added as he saw where James was going with this. He may be dense to a lot of things but even he knew that when a boy's hand lingered in another boy's hair a moment too long then maybe, just maybe, there could be something there that these two were too stupid to notice.
Remus's eyebrows knitted together as he looked between the two boys suspiciously but then he heard Sirius sigh beside him and he turned to look at the darker male.
"Looks like it's just us then trouble." Sirius sighed but inside he was having a full swinging party, extra booze for all.
Remus seemed torn once more at fear of doing something so...-extreme- for him and following what he –knew- he wanted but in the end he grinned as he nodded.
"Then we'd better make it a good trip, something worthy of the Marauders." The two grinned at one another so didn't notice James lean in to whisper into a smirking Peter's ear.
"I don't doubt that for a minute."