A/N: Guys, I'm terribly sorry about the last chapter. Terribly, terribly sorry. I left things out, misspelled things, and I messed up MEGA bad with the french. So here's what the conversation in french practically said:
Lily: It's alright you know.
Remus: What is?
Lily: Liking Sirius, in spite of it all.
Remus: I like Sirius a lot. I just don't know if he feels the same.
-They both ponder for a moment-
Remus: It's alright to like James.
Lily: I know.
Remus: Then I know as well.
I'm terribly sorry for forgetting to do that. Oh and this is my FIRST full moon scene...tell me how you like it...please...
A/N: Dogs are pack animals, the older/dominate (whichever) dog will correct any unacceptable behavior by nipping the other dogs on the nose. Moony/Remusdoesn't like the fact that Padfoot/Sirius kissed Cheryl...This information will come as to some importance to you later in the chapter. Hopefully you'll be able to put 2 and 2 together.
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Watching James get up off of the couch and walking up the stone stairs, Remus sighed. He was still sitting on the couch, Sirius' head now in his lap, and he kept staring at the silken tresses that covered his leg. How was he supposed to react to Sirius now? Should he be the knight in shining armor or should he still be pissed off that Sirius had even considered kissing Bones?
What was he supposed to think? Was he supposed to go around acting as if Sirius had never kissed that girl or was he just to go on as if nothing had happened between the two friends? Remus jumped as Sirius sighed and moved his head so his nose was unbearably close to his crotch.
The corners of Sirius' mouth twitched as he enjoyed a dream. A dream featuring a half naked Remus climbing out of a pool. As he smiled again he snuggled closer to Remus, resulting in Remus being able to feel Sirius' breath through his pants.
James walked down the stairs, taking two at a time, hoping to get to Sirius and apologize before they had to get Remus down to the Shrieking Shack. After almost tripping and falling he finally made it. He barely peeked around the corner, only his nose was visible to on looking people, to see if Sirius was still in the Common Room.
What he saw made him blush. Remus was biting back a moan as Sirius wiggled his face in the werewolf's groin region. James never thought that he would EVER see Remus Lupin biting back a moan. But there it was, right in front of his face. He stifled a chuckle as Sirius opened his eyes and noticed exactly where his head was at.
Sirius looked up at Remus and took in his appearance. The brown haired boy was flushed, his hair tousled from his hands running through it (Remus was running his hands through his own hair), and his lips swollen from biting back moans.
Remus blushed deeper as Sirius' eyes met his. James decided to save Remus because, hell if he upset Sirius maybe he could at least get Remus' good side.
"C'mon Sirius, let's go get Peter and a couple of blankets while Moony gets ready."
Sirius looked at James suspiciously, but because it was for Remus he agreed. Remus seemed relieved that Sirius was getting up and away from him, but frightened that James knew. Which James did, but Remus didn't know that. A few minutes later the Marauders were all ready.
"Alright, Sirius and Remus go first, Peter and I will be down in a minute."
Sirius and Remus made their way out of the Common Room looking not in the least bit suspicious and James and Peter made their way down later.
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Padfoot huffed and blew a cloud of dust all around, the small particles creating a blanket of allergies on his snout. He quickly rubbed his nose on his paw trying desperately in vain to get the stubborn grains off of his wet, dog nose. Waiting on Moony to transform was a hard job, but it was his and he was going to do it loyally.
A scratching noise at the door woke Padfoot from his daze and he hauled himself to his feet. Barking merrily he trotted up to the broken down door that was jarred open. Pushing it all the way open with his paw, he came face to face with greenish yellow eyes and brown fur.
Running out of the broken door he ran to the landing of the stairs and barked three times, then waited until he heard the sound of hooves and a small series of squeaks getting closer. Bouncing around, running to Moony and then back to the door as if checking the sloth-like progress of his mates, Padfoot was being antsy. His tongue lolling out of his mouth, Padfoot seemed to smile at the werewolf who was laying on the floor.
Finally instead of waiting on his friends like he had done the last time, Padfoot bounced into the room. It smelled coppery like blood, sweet like cider, musty like autumn leaves, and a bit of dog and werewolf piss where the two had marked their territory. Which of course the werewolf's was stronger.
Moony lifted his shaggy head to study the intruder, sniffed the air, his nose visibly moving, and then dragging himself up onto his feet. Moony circled his companion and licked Padfoot's ear. The sounds of Wormtail and Prongs progressing up the stairs were getting louder and louder, making Moony turn his head to the doorway and sniff.
Prongs' antlers were the first thing to become visible in the doorway, his white, snowy body following, and then his long lithe hind legs bringing up the rear. He stumbled into the room, ruining the graceful look he had about him and in turn making him seem lanky. Padfoot cocked his head to the side as if to ask where Peter was at.
Prongs lowered his head to reveal a chubby little rat, perched behind one antler, and holding on for dear life. The rat seemed to lift his small, pink paw and wave to the canines before clutching back onto the antler. Wormtail took a seat in a small, somewhat demolished burgundy chair as Prongs laid down on the wooden floor.
Padfoot began to chase Moony around the large room, nipping at his tail and then trying to catch up with him. Moony was finally caught, falling to the floor and his tongue lolling out of his mouth and his eyes closed. His legs were up in the air, as if he were playing dead, and his neck exposed.
Padfoot laid down beside the werewolf, breathing in his doggish smell, and relishing in the warmth Moony radiated. With his chest still heaving, Padfoot rolled over on his side, his big blue eyes looking at Moony. A pink tongue flicked out of his mouth, making it's way to the light caramel colored fur on Moony's neck.
Moony, who's eyes were still closed, who's tongue was still out of his mouth, who was still playing dead, moved his head slightly. This resulted in Padfoot's tongue coming in contact with Moony's tongue. Moony's eyes shot open, he pulled his tongue back in his mouth, and clamped his strong jaws shut.
He barred his teeth at Padfoot, who in turn whimpered quietly and put his on the floor as he was reprimanded. Moony got up a moved closer to the chair that Wormtail was resting in and huffed as he laid down. Prongs cocked his head to the side in a questioning manner at the wolf who sighed and stirred up the dust on the chair, which surrounded the rat.
Wormtail mustered up a great sneeze, practically blowing himself up off the seat of the chair. Moony just huffed again, not looking at Padfoot. It seemed to Prongs as though Moony was mad at Padfoot for something, and in stag form, James just couldn't put his finger on it.
Sitting in silence wasn't one of Peter's or Wormtail's favorite things to do, so he started squeaking loudly. Moony and Padfoot lifted there heads up at the same time to glance at the hyperactive little animal, while Prongs tried his best to regain his gracefulness. Wormtail jumped off the burgundy chair, flailing his legs about before he hit the ground and took off out of the door.
Prongs got up and nudge Padfoot into standing up and following Wormtail and did the same to Moony. Making sure they were all out of the room, Prongs brought up the rear. When he made it outside, he saw Moony and Padfoot playfully chasing Wormtail, barking at each other as if they were concocting a plan.
Prongs looked on at his pack mates, acting like a mother watching her children play in the park. The two canines split up, running in opposite directions, confusing the little rodent, resulting in his capture. Moony picked up the trembling creature in his mouth, careful not to sink his teeth into the animal.
A little while longer was spent outside before Prongs ushered them back into The Shrieking Shack. Moony laid down on the floor, resting on one side, panting due to running around outside. Padfoot wearily approached the werewolf, who watched the dog's every move, before sitting down solemnly by Moony's head.
Prongs started to notice something he hadn't before. Padfoot seemed to be trying to apologize to Moony for something. But Moony wasn't complying, which made Padfoot mopey. He looked, literally, like a dog with no Bone.
The Grim looking dog nudged Moony with his snout, resulting in agitating the werewolf, but nothing else. Every so often Padfoot would reiterate his actions, wearing Moony's patience thin. When Padfoot did it once again, Moony jumped on top of him, successfully pinning him to the ground.
Prongs and Wormtail seemed worried, but Padfoot seemed to give in, so they stayed back but were ready to jump in, incase anything were to happen. The wolf and the dog had a staring contest when Padfoot cautiously slipped his tongue up on Moony's nose.
Moony nipped Padfoot correctively on the nose, showing him his place, showing him that it was unacceptable behavior. And then everything clicked for Prongs/James…even in the stag's mind. Moony knew that Sirius had gone out with Bones, that he had kissed Bones. That he had hurt Remus. Padfoot knew it too, but he didn't know that Moony knew…until then.
Kissing Bones was unacceptable behavior to Moony. So he had tried to ignore Padfoot's advances but couldn't and had to bite the dog to make him understand. Moony fixed Padfoot with a stern look.
Padfoot whimpered in reply and raised his head, exposing his neck to Moony. Moony cocked his head to the side and then nuzzled the dog lovingly. Unknown to Wormtail and Prongs, Moony gave a small swipe of his tongue to the side of Padfoot's face before laying down, his stomach pressed up against Padfoot's back. His head laid across Padfoot's neck and a large, brown paw and leg laying in contrast against the black fur of the dog. And not long after that, they all slipped into slumber.
End chapter 17
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