Get on with it

By Damin Wolfblade

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Chapter Three: Hangovers and Betrayal

Lips on his neck

So wrong

Nails clawing down his back

Pain, only, pain, no pleasure

Blond hair beneath his hands

Too soft, too blond, it should be tawney, should dangle over warm amber eyes filled with…

"NO!" Sirius pulled back from the possessive grasp of the blue-eyed Ravenclaw, covering his face with his hands.

"Baby, what's wrong?" she purred, attempting seduction. She leant forward to show off her ample cleavage in the low cut muggle-top. Sirius instantly regretted uncovering his eyes. His body reacted accordingly and desperately wanted to use the warm, willing body. His mind, however, was screaming in revulsion. He felt torn.

The girl glared at him and got up cursing the name Sirius Black. Abruptly he reached out and pulled her into a rough embrace and spent the remainder of the night drowning his sorrow in her soft eager body. Decision made.

Remus opened his eyes and instantly regretted it, the blinding sunlight blasted into the dorm unhindered. Damn. Evidently no-one had drawn the curtains last night. Oh my head… Remus groaned and very slowly drew a hand up to his head. Never in all the drinking nights they'd had, could he remember drinking as much as he had last night. His mouth felt furry and tasted disgusting, much like toilet-water would taste, he mused.

In an attempt to get up Remus realised three things; one: he was naked, two: this was not his bed, and, three: he was not alone.

Shit.

Remus had always worked very hard to keep his homosexuality hidden, the last thing he needed was to be known as 'the gay werewolf'. And know he'd blown it by possibly sleeping with one of his best friends whilst in a drunken stupor. Who knows what else I revealed if my mouth had started to –WAIT - there is a possibility I just slept with a guy, one of my best friends at that, and I'm worried I might have mentioned something about Sirius. What the hell am I thinking!

Remus turned to look at James just as the black-haired boy was rolling over to face him. The sight that met James when he awoke made him jump up and yelp; he immediately sank back down and grabbed his head with both hands. "Oh Merlin. My head is pounding, my mouth tastes like I've just eaten a furry rodent and I don't remember anything that happened last night." James paused and with a sudden intake of breath he exclaimed, "You don't think I ate Wormtail, do you?" Remus attempted to roll his eyes but it hurt too much.

"No James, Pete is fine; you can hear him snoring lightly." He tipped his head in the general direction that the snores were coming from and immediately regretted it. Closing his eyes in an attempt to clear his spinning head, he continued, "We wake up in bed together naked and you have nothing to say about that?" James looked at Remus then slowly lifted his side of the blankets, "Bugger."

"Nice word choice Prongs." Remus commented sarcastically. James glared at him but was unable to come up with a suitably witty reply and opted to just shrug.

When he awoke Sirius was greeted with the sight of the Ravenclaw girl, whose name he didn't know, snuggled up next to him naked. He groaned as last nights events came flooding back to him and quickly released himself from her arms. He blindly groped for his clothes and hurriedly pulled them on. He wasn't seeing Moony, so why did it feel like he'd betrayed him? He walked quickly back to the Gryffindor tower, trying to collect his fraying thoughts. No number of girls is going to help me get over Remus, maybe I should tell the James. Yeah, I mean he should be relatively understanding, we are best friends after all. Maybe he can help me get over it…

The sight that met him as he stepped into the dorm was not pleasant. Remus, his Moony, was sitting naked in bed next to an equally naked James. All blood drained from his face, now he felt betrayed. The two boys looked up when Sirius entered and tried to explain but he wouldn't…couldn't listen, the only thing he wanted to do was die. He did the next best thing; he turned and fled down the hallway, trying to erase the tormenting images that seemed branded in his mind.

"Holy shit!" Peter exclaimed, as he looked at James' bed. "James? And Remus? Mate," he said looking directly at James, "I, we, knew Remus was gay but you? I thought you liked that Evans chick? Was that all some sort of cover up? Why didn't you tell me?" Peter sounded vaguely upset but mainly curious. He also sounded surprisingly sober.

"No, no, no Peter. James and I are definitely no – wait – what … how did you know I was gay?" Remus faltered; surely he hadn't been that obvious sober and there he was worrying about what he'd reveal drunk.

Peter grinned broadly and James even cracked a small smile before croaking, "We knew because you have had the most obvious crush on Sirius Black since the beginning of fifth year." Remus blushed causing Peter's grin to grow even broader. It was then that the dorm door crashed open and revealed Sirius standing there, looking completely heart-broken at the scene before him. "Sirius, wait, this isn't what it…" But he was gone before Remus could finish. "Oh God. Peter can you remember what happened last night?" Remus asked swiftly rolling out of James' bed and haphazardly pulling on clothes that were scattered around the room. His hangover seemed to have disappeared.

Peter responded immediately, "Yes, after we had finished the last bottle of wine, we had a couple of games of strip-poker." He paused to smile languidly, "I beat you both, both times, quite convincingly by the looks of things, 'cause I hadn't drunk as much as you two. Anyways, after the second game, you," he pointed at Remus, "fell into a dead sleep on James' bed. I'm not strong enough to move you and James was far to inebriated to carry anything heavier than a pillow, so you stayed where you were. Why James didn't move to someone else's bed is anyone's guess." Peter finished his tale with a shrug and a raise of an eyebrow.

The two other boys had paused in their efforts to get dressed to listen to Peter's story. When they'd heard it they could have laughed had circumstances been different, but their friend was very angry and upset roaming around alone needing comfort.

"Well what are you waiting for, go." Peter urged opening the door. Remus and James rushed out, "I'll catch up." He called after them before turning to find some clothes, that didn't reek of beer.

They turned the common room upside down looking for Sirius, before James straightened and slapped his forehead, "Oowww. Of course the Marauder's Map!" He shot up the stairs, rubbing the bruise as he went, seeking to sooth it. Remus was hot on his tail as they tumbled into the dormitory scaring Peter out of his wits. "The hell? What are you doing back here?" He received no reply as James and Remus ran over to James' trunk, so buttoning up his shirt he joined them. "Oh the Marauders Map, can't believe we didn't think of it sooner." James had already unfolded it and all three boys set to work looking for their lost marauder.

"I found him!" Remus proclaimed pointing at a section of the map, "With…Lily Evans, since when do those two get along?" he queried with a creased brow. James' eyes turned to slits as they looked at the lake on the map where the footsteps of Sirius and Lily were visible. Jealously surged through him like a raging fire consuming his entire being. He crushed the corner of the map in his hand before turning on his heel and striding out of the room. Remus and Peter exchanged a worried look before chasing after him but all their attempts to placate him fell on deaf ears.

A/N: Wow. I'm sorry, I'm not entirely sure where this story is going I have no written plan but it should have a relatively happy ending. Anything that happens is totally spur of the moment. Anyways I hope your liking it. Chapter Four should be out soon.