A/N: This was originally meant to be a one-shot but since some people asked me to continue, I've written this little bit. This is very short because I don't really have much more to write on this. If you have any ideas and you want me to continue, please tell me, otherwise this is the last chapter.

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Chess, Butterbeer and Secrets.

Feeling slowly seeped back into Sirius's mind as he returned from what he was sure was the best dream of his life. Painful tingles shot up his left arm. He became conscious of a warm body beside him. Did that mean... It wasn't a dream? The figure beside him made a soft purring sound and appeared to be awakening himself. Sirius watched his lover wake up, smiling gently. The werewolf blinked wearily and smiled dreamily back at Sirius.

"Morning," he murmured.

"Actually Remmie, I have a feeling it's closer to afternoon."

"Oh well. I suppose we should get up."

Sirius sighed deeply, before kissing Remus's forehead and climbing out of bed in search of clothes.

"Checkmate."

Peter groaned. "That's the fifth time today! What do you say we switch to Exploding Snap?"

James looked horrified. "No way. No way am I singing my eyebrows when I've finally got Evans to agree to go on a date with me. Are you sadistic, Peter? Huh? Do you want me to look terrible in front of the love of my life?" Tears swam in his eyes.

"Oh for Merlin's sake, okay. One more game!"

"Oh no!"

"What is it?" Peter sighed, indicating his piece to make its move.

"I have nothing to talk to Lily about! Any ideas Pete?"

"I don't know, maybe something like 'I really love you and I wanna have babies?"

"Whoa!" A third voice settled itself at the table. "I didn't know you felt that way about Prongs, Wormy." Sirius grinned, yanking the final member of their group into the seat beside him.

"But I'm not sure its possible for you to have his babies," Remus added helpfully.

Peter turned the colour of a tomato, then a beetroot and then turned bruise-purple to the point that James thought he was going to explode. He didn't. Instead, he just fainted.

James groaned and brought him round.

Remus shrugged innocently.

Sirius contemplated his fingernails.

"Guys! Don't you think you have something to tell us?" James hinted irritably.

Sirius looked a Remus, then at James, then back at Remus. He looped an arm around the werewolf's waist and slid closer to him.

"Don't you have something to tell us?"

"I'm not shagging Pete if that's what you're getting at." He shuddered with disgust. "But I do have a date with Evans tomorrow!" He brightened up considerably, until the girl in question threw a chess piece at his head.

"Good for you Jamie boy. I think this deserves a celebration! Accio Butterbeer!"

James folded his arms and frowned good-naturedly. "Don't change the subject Sirius. Why exactly, were you and Moony in bed until four in the afternoon?"

Remus took a sip of his Butterbeer, trying to hide behind the bottle. Sirius began to trace patterns on the table with the tip of his wand.

"Ok, I'll answer for you. You were in bed until four in the afternoon because you got no sleep last night. But why, I ask, did you get no sleep last night?"

Silence. Peter squeaked and turned ashen as James whispered something in his ear.

"You want me to answer that too?"

"No-!" Remus protested vehemently.

James continued anyway. "You got no sleep because you were busy shagging each other's brains out in the common room."

Remus groaned and dropped his head heavily on the table, causing the chess pieces to scatter. Sirius merely blushed faintly.

"How did you know?" He forced out.

"I was there."

Peter dropped to the ground with a hefty thud. This earned him nothing more than passing glances from his three friends, but Lily, clicking her tongue exasperatedly, waved smelling salts under his nose.

"You were there?" Remus squeaked in mortification.

"Now what do you have to tell us?"

"That you're a nosey son of a Cornish pixie." Sirius snapped.

James burst out laughing. "Son of a-" He gasped in a breath. "Cornish pixie. Oh Sirius, can't you do better than that?"

Remus smacked Sirius upside the head.

"I never knew you were so violent Remus!" He continued to laugh himself sick, whereas Peter looked like he might be sick. His face had acquired a slightly green tinge, whether from the topic of discussion or Lily's smelling salts.

The werewolf's expression disappeared under a blush of deep embarrassment.

"It's getting dark." Sirius pointed out helpfully.

Peter rolled his eyes. "Well observed, genius. You could have told us you were shagging Remus. It was kinda... weird catching you in bed together this morning."

"Oh give it a rest Peter. Padfoot means it's dark. We have to go."

Understanding dawned on the chubby boy's face.

As the moon's huge watchful eye rose high into the clear night sky, four figures could be seen racing into the Forbidden Forest. A strange pack they would have seemed to any outsider: a stag, a rat, a dog and a wolf, but to Moony, these creatures were family. And he wouldn't give them up for anything.

Hogwarts castle was silent at night, some of the windows lit by warm candlelight, and one of the rooms that was lit was the office of Albus Dumbledore. He leaned out of the high tower window, a spyglass pressed to his left eye, fixed upon four silhouettes barely visible against the backdrop of the Forbidden Forest. He smiled brightly, eyes twinkling, and turned away from the window.

In the early hours of the morning, an even stranger sight would have made itself known if anyone had been around to see it. A huge black dog lay, curled up, fast asleep in the middle of the Hogwarts grounds, its body protecting that of a tawny wolf. The rat and the stag were nowhere in sight.

Up in Gryffindor Tower, two boys flopped onto their beds, both looking utterly mortified and scared out of their wits.

It was with a shared glance that they agreed that this episode should never be spoken of again.

A/N: If you got this far without clicking the back button or the little 'x' in the top right corner, I salute you.