Hi again! Thank you guys for the reviews; I really appreciate it!! After having another week of crappy days, they actually made me feel slightly better. I swear—the older I get, the more cynical I become.

One week and five days later… (it's a Friday)

"Oh great… how come I get stuck with the biggest fuck-up in Potions this school has ever seen?! Come on Pete, let's trade partners."

"Err… sorry Sirius. James said not to."

"What?! Why not Prongs? Don't you love me anymore?" cried Sirius. "Are you still sore that I put a bunch of Snivellus's 'used' underpants in your bed after I nicked them from the house elves?"

"Quiet you git", James hissed. "Someone will hear you. I already said I'd get you back for that… but anyway, this isn't about that."

"It's not?" Sirius asked incredulously.

"No! This is about you and Remus. You two haven't spoken to each other since that row you had last week. I don't know what this is about, but you two are going to kiss and make up."

"But…"

"Come on Wormtail… lets leave them to work it out."

Sirius groaned and glanced back at the werewolf, whom was busying himself with collecting the ingredients for the potion they were about to conger. When he returned, Remus sighed and asked "Are you still cross about that Sunday?"

"Well isn't it obvious! Just because some bird got upset with you doesn't mean you can bite my head off."

"Oh fine… I'm sorry I snapped at you! Merlin, you're acting like Heather."

"I am not!"

"Whatever mate."

An uncomfortable silence settled between the two boys and lasted throughout the rest of the class. Since Potions was their last lesson, the Marauders along with their fellow Gryffindors headed back to the dorms to unload themselves of their books and parchments. Still sensing the tension between his friends, James came up with a well devised plan to get them to talk. All he needed was a diversion. Hmm…

"Hey guys... look!" James shouted as he pointed towards the window. When the others turned to look, that's when he put his 'brilliant' plan into action. Quickly putting a hand over Peter's mouth, James grabbed him with his other arm and pulled him out of their dorm room. Before leaving entirely, he hastily took out his wand and mumbled "Accio wands" and seized them in mid-air.

"James just what are we supposed to be looking for? James?" Just as Remus was turning around, the sound of a slamming door reverberated against the walls.

"What the fuck? Potter!" bellowed Sirius. As they were running towards the closed door, Sirius and Remus heard the incantation of the one spell they did not want to hear, "Colloportus"¹. When they reached the door, they began pounding on it loudly.

"Open this door immediately Prongs! This childish game was quite uncalled for!"

"No can do Moony. It's not my fault that you two fell for the oldest trick in the book."

"Hey! I resent that!"

"Sorry Pete, but you have to admit only morons fall for that one."

"Will you just shut up and let us out! When I get out of here Potter, I'm going to throttle you!!" threatened Sirius.

"Ah ah ah… we can't have any of that now."

"Hey! Where is my wand?"

"Isn't that obvious Sirius? If you were to lock someone away, what would be the first thing you'd do?"

"Well excuse me Monsieur Moony. It just so happens that when I'm under duress, I am not calm like you and the rational part of my brain takes a hike. And being locked in a room with a total pillock, such as yourself, doesn't make matters any easier!"

"Since you two are getting along so well, Wormtail and I will just be leaving."

"NO!!!"

"INTERMITTERE VOX!"²

xXx

Locked up in their room, silenced to the outside world—that's how we find our… heroes? Whatever… Though one of them could have easily taken a chair and shattered the window to call for help, neither boy really wanted out that bad. After about twenty minutes of silence and sneaking glances at one another, Remus couldn't stand it any longer and caved in.

"All right, look… I'm sorry" said Remus with sincerity. "It's just… I mean… I've been under a lot of stress lately and-"

"I take it Heather's still mad. Didn't you try to fix whatever got her knickers in a twist? Or try and salvage that romantic picnic?" interrupted Sirius with a distasteful tone.

'In truth, I completely forgot about her after you left' thought Remus. "Yeah... she's still infuriated with me. Bet that makes you happy."

"Actually, in matter of fact, it does!"

"Wanker" muttered Remus.

"Yeah well at least I'm still gettin' some."

"Sirius will you for once in your life—shut it!"

"Well what are you gonna do about it if I don't?"

"Beat you to a bloody pulp—that's what" replied Remus with a smirk, fully understanding where this conversation was going.

"I'd like to see you try…" giving him a 'come hither' look.

"Sirius, shouldn't you know better than to taunt a werewolf?"

"I wouldn't necessarily call it taunting, my dear Moony. It's more like—teasing."

"Whatever it may be Padfoot, you just might not be able to live to regret it."

"Oh trust me… I'm not going to regret anything."

"I am so going to enjoy wiping that smirk off your face Black." With that said, Remus swiftly pounced on his prey.

With a loud slam, they landed in a heap on the floor. After a while of very 'unconventional' wrestling, Sirius finally got the upper hand. Sidling up the body beneath his, he straddled Remus while restraining his arms to the side. Oddly enough, this was much more entertaining than Quidditch and hexing Snape put together. One could say it was better than sex too… but to a sex-crazed sixteen year old male—nothing is.

"Ha! I could get used to this—not so tough now are we?"

"Don't get too cocky…"

"Oh just admit it… I got you beat!"

"Hardly…"

"Oh I get it… you're enjoying this, aren't you? I mean, this is the most action you've gotten in over a week" said Sirius, matter-of-factly.

"Why you-"

The next thing Sirius noticed he was flat on his back.

"Now… what were you saying? Something about beating me?" spoke Remus as he pinned Sirius' hands above his head with one hand. "What… cat got your tongue? Or should I say 'wolf'?"

Feeling very disgruntled, Sirius began squirming, trying to break free of the lycanthrope's sturdy grip.

"Give up Padfoot… resistance is futile" remarked Remus, triumph coating his words.

"Well I hate to break it to you but… AHA!!" Sirius was somehow able to free his legs and wrapped them around Remus' torso and squeezed.

"AHH!!"

"So—who's got who now, huh?!" Sirius laughed.

"Whom… who's got whom…" groaned Remus.

"I don't think you are in any position to be correcting my grammar Moony" uttered Sirius as he squeezed tighter for emphasis.

"If you think this is going to… ahh… impede on my victory—you've got another think coming." His voice faltering because of the pain.

"Stubborn aren't we? No matter—you'll see things my way eventually." Purely enjoying himself, Sirius added "You know this is hurting me much more than it is hurting you."

"Don't be snide!" moaned Remus in frustration. While trying to pry the muscular legs off of himself with his hands, Remus accidentally arched his hips into Sirius'. At that moment, everything stopped. Remus froze in place; all of his blood fleeing from his face and migrating towards his nether regions. His brain screamed for him to run but he couldn't move. Nothing was making any sense. Sirius was lying ridged beneath him, but his legs were still enveloping him. 'Why isn't he letting me go? Why am I still pressed up against him? What's going on? And most importantly, WHY the HELL is this turning me on?!' Remus was so preoccupied with his internal struggle that he didn't even notice that Sirius was in fact moving—his hips. Remus' eyes were ready to pop out of their sockets; his brain went into a complete and total meltdown. All he could manage to do was watch as Sirius' right hand came up, grabbed his tie, and pulled him down. As he was tugged closer, Remus became aware of every movement that was made: the quickening of breaths, the pounding of his heart, the grinding of Sirius' hips… Whatever that was going to happen, Remus just hoped that this was real and wasn't some dream.

"Rem", Sirius called breathlessly.

'Merlin—I'm a goner…' was the last thought that entered Remus' head.

"Hey guys! You haven't killed each other, have you?!"

Everything came crashing down. Sirius quickly let go of Remus' tie and unwrapped his legs as Remus shot up and ran to the opposite side of the room. After Sirius stumbled up and ran a shaky hand though his long hair, the door busted open.

"Oh good—you both are still in one piece. See… I told you Peter that everything would be alright" said James as he surveyed the room.

"So… is everything okay between you guys?" questioned Peter, timidly.

Sirius quickly turned his gaze towards Remus, but Remus did not return it. Instead, he looked as though he was attempting to impersonate a fish. He kept trying to say something—anything—but nothing would come out.

"What a stupid question Wormtail! Of course Remus and I are fine. Now if you all would excuse me… it appears as though someone is waiting for me."

Remus rapidly turned his attention to the doorway, though knowing exactly who was standing there. With a skin tight dress on and legs up to her neck, stood Liz.

"Sirius… are you ready for our 'study' date?" Liz asked hotly.

'Who does she think she's kidding? What a slut!' thought Remus.

"Coming!" called Sirius as he sauntered towards the door.

'Just the way Sirius likes 'em…'

"Don't wait up for me" and with that, Sirius was gone.

"Oh Moony—forgot to tell you—Heather was looking for you. You may have not have totally screwed things up."

"Wha- oh… thanks James. Where is she?" inquired Remus half-heartedly.

"In the library—go get her mate."

"Yeah... I'll do that."

1. This is the spell that supposedly seals doors and other objects; also Alohomora doesn't work on it. I took this information from a website, so if you know which book(s) this spell appears in—please do tell.

2. I made this up so don't bother looking it up. Translating it directly, intermittere vox technically means "to stop the voice" in Latin. I guess those three years of Latin really did pay off; my teacher would be so proud of me. She was such a sweetheart! Anyway, lets just pretend that in this case scenario, James is silencing them Sirius and Remus from everyone out side the dorm room. They can still talk to one another and can hear whatever is going on outside. It's just that no one else can hear them.