Remus is going to Ireland with his family over Christmas break. Sirius isn't very happy about this.

"Moony! You can't leave me!"

"I have to Sirius, anyway you will have James to annoy," Remus said while packing away his socks into his old brown luggage.

Sirius could not have even been an inch away from Remus' face when he asked, "Annoy--do I annoy you, Moony? Eh?"

"Uhhh," Remus moaned while closing his eyes.

"How can you say that I annoy you? Right before you're getting ready to leave me!" He said backing away.

"Sirius, I'm not leaving you, you're going on vacation too,"

"Yah, just to Prongise's flat. I live there, that isn't a vacation,"

"I'll just be gone for two weeks, you won't even miss me,"

As soon as the words drift from Remus' lips, Sirius grabs his chest, makes a completely horrid face as if he is having a heart attack and falls down onto his four poster.

"Come off it Padfoot,"

"I can't, I just died," Sirius replied.

Sirius lied there for a couple of minutes while Remus continued packing away his belongs, and then it struck him. 'Remus can't go anywhere if his socks are missing'

"Moony, look over there! Is that the full moon?"

"It isn't the full moon, I think I would know,"

"No seriously!"

Remus gave a sigh, laid down his unfolded pants and made his way over to the window. Quickly Mr. Black jumped up off the bed, almost hopped over to Remus' bed where his unwatched socks lied and picked them up also with an ugly pair of tan pants.

"Padfoot, what are you doing," Remus said as he turned from the window.

"Taking your socks hostage, you can't go anywhere without them. Your toes will freeze off," Sirius said stuffing the socks along with the ugly pants under his blanket and sitting on them.

"Well I guess I'll just to have to ravish you,"

Sirius got a shocked look on his face, seemed to look like he might enjoy it. Maybe Sirius hiding his clothes was just an excuse for Remus to jump upon his bed, pull on his shirt and crawl on top of him. Yes I do believe that was the only reason.

"Moony, your sort of... hurting my ribs," Sirius muttered out sounding if he was out of breath.

"Oh... sorry," He expressed shyly and moved down a little lower below his stomach, "How's that?"

Sirius took a deep gulp and spoke in a sarcastic voice, "Oh that's much better,"

"Well! I'll just..." he said moving his legs from his position.

"No! I like... this,"

"I uhh... I don't know where to put my hands,"

He had a nervous tone in his voice.

"Put them on the sides of my neck,"

He did as he was told, the rest came naturally. He lowered his head and touched Sirius' lips with his. His tongue rubbing against his, Sirius moved his hands from the top of his head to Remus' sides and dug in with his small nails.

"You know I don't think I need to go to Ireland after all," Remus whispered as his lips