I hope you all find this ok. I really wasn't sure what I was doing when I wrote it; I just needed to put something less unpleasant between chapter 3 and chapter 5. Thank you ever so much for all your reviewing, and please please please continue!

Hm… I'm in a Padfoot cocoon. Remus had opened his eyes to find Sirius wrapped around him comfortably. What had woken him, he soon found out, was Sirius mumbling in his sleep.

"Fucking git… shouldn't lay a hand on Moons… kill you next time… Get off Moony!"

"Padfoot!" Remus pulled at Sirius's ear gently. "I'm right here…"

Sirius woke up with a jump and studied Remus's face carefully. "Are you all right? You look like you could use some food."

"I suppose I could. It looks like James and Wormtail beat us to breakfast again… Good thing first block is a free period."

Sirius made a face. "First and foremost, you need to go and wash your mouth out. Who knows what that git's got in his saliva?" Remus carefully disentangled himself and got up, Sirius giving his bum a quick pat as he did so. "Hurry now, I'm starving."

"Alright, I'm hurrying…" Remus jumped a bit and attempted at finger-combing his long hair on his way to the dorm bathroom, muttering to himself. "Damn tangles, I'm going to have to magic these out…"

Remus, his mouth newly cleaned, seated himself next to James in the Great Hall.

"'Ello, Moony! Didn't see you come in last night. Sausage?" James gave him a peck on the cheek and gestured to a large plate of breakfast sausages.

"W-what? Oh…" Remus flushed. "Um…"

Sirius, who sat across from them, cut in. "He'll have toast, Prongs." Remus gave him an extremely grateful look and grabbed a jar of marmalade.

"Is everything all right? You guys seem… on edge." James frowned. Remus flushed a little, but managed to fake a reassuring smile.

"We're fine, Prongs! Just exams, I guess." Sirius's voice cracked a little as he spoke. Remus noticed James and Peter exchange glances, and he kicked Sirius under the table.

"Honestly! You two are… you're not fighting, are you?"

"No! Hell no. Moony here never fights, you know that."

Peter spoke up: "Yeah… Snivelly could have Remus cornered and he wouldn't do a thing."

Oh, God… I've got to get out of here. "Um, I've still got to finish that potions essay. Padfoot, be a peach and help me, will you?"

"Are you implying that I'm a fruit when I do nice things for you?"

"That's precisely what I'm doing. You can eat that… er…" He flushed again, "sausage on the way to the library, can't you?"

"Mffp." Sirius swallowed his food. "I'm getting up!"

They walked together in silence until they were outside the Great Hall, when Remus leaned on the nearest wall and put his face in his hands. "This is deep shit… h-how am I supposed to face him in class?" Sirius wrapped his arms around him.

"I don't know… but you can't bloody well go skiving. C'mon, let's get to the library." Sirius took one of Remus's hands and gently tugged him along.

Remus walked for a bit before, without thinking, tossing his arms around Sirius and kissing him with a ferocity that caught Sirius off-guard. He seemed to manage to pick up on what Remus wanted rather quickly, however, and slipped his arms down to Remus's waist. Our little werewolf held the kiss for several minutes (who says breathing matters so much, anyway?) and pressed himself up against Sirius, tugging at his hair with a frenzied desperation. The kiss could have gone on for ages, but…

"Mr. Black! Must you go about snogging every girl you… oh, I'm sorry, Lupin." Professor McGonagall, one of the younger teachers there, had walked in on them. "A-as I was saying. Décor and common decency request that you to keep your mouths to yourselves in public. Do keep that in mind, Black, and inform Potter as well."

"Just who has James been snogging in hallways?"

"It appears I've said too much. Keep in mind what I've said, gentlemen. I suggest you get to wherever you were going." With a look that resembled an almost-half-smile, she walked with her usual quick stride past them and headed into the Great Hall.

Remus looked at his feet. "Um… sorry about that, Padfoot."

"What're you… Don't apologize for good kissing, Moony. I didn't know you had that in you." Sirius grinned mischievously. "Is that the first time you've been mistaken for a girl? I nearly laughed into your mouth."

"You hush! And no, it's not the first time." Remus found a subject change to be best there. "So whose face do you think our dear Prongs had his tongue in?"

"Not Evans." Sirius took out a quill and stopped to doodle on the wall. "There we are!" He stepped back so that Remus could read that it said 'Moony loves Padfoot.'

"Your vandalism is positively sugary." Remus said it coldly, but there was a flattered grin on his face. "The library, wasn't it?"

"Oh, yeah! You did finish you essay, though, right?" Sirius stretched and yawned in his usual puppyish way.

"Yeah…" He winked quite uncharacteristically. "That's definitely not what I was planning to do in the library."