I hum tunelessly as I stroll across the lush green grounds that surround Hogwarts. Not to sound all hippy trippy or anything but sun feels as if its smiling all over my skin and the trees appear to be waving. I have no reason not to be content; it's a glorious day and the end of year exams are nearly over. Oh, and before I forget, Lily Evans, the beautiful, smart, gorgeous object of my intense affection and admiration for the past three years, has finally agreed to go on a date with me. Who am I kidding? I'm not going to forget that in a hurry. I'm practically bouncing with ecstasy. I have to find Remus and Sirus before someone else tells them…
Where did they say they would be? I really should have listened, but I was so caught up thinking abut how I should approach her. Merlin forbid that anyone discover that I, James Potter, Head Boy and prankster extraordinaire, could get an attack of nerves over a girl. Anyhow, I needn't worry about that anymore. She's the one, I'm certain of it. Now, to tell the others… Remus is bound to be studying, that's all he ever seems to do. Oh well, they're bound to be around somewehere… I'll just wander around for a bit and see what I can find.
The huge crystal clear lake glistens with the suns rays as it comes into view. There's nobody around, and I wonder briefly if there's something going on I don't know about? I glance at my watch, nope, no lessons. It beggars belief that on a day like this, the whole school is sitting inside like potatoes. Frankly, it's rather boring, and so when I catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye, that's why I choose to go and investigate. I make my way over to a gigantic tree, casting a shadow not far from the lake. Getting closer, I can see that there's someone kneeling; it looks as if they might be conversing with another, but the trunk hides whoever that may be. The person raises his hand to brush sandy locks out of his eyes, and the unmistakable scar running down the back of his hand tells me I've found Remus.
I only just manage to stop myself from crying out his name, when I realise that he's leaning forwards, further behind the tree, in a very intimate manner. Well, well, well, turns out Remus has some mystery girl! Not quite the prude we all thought. It has to be a Ravenclaw… But who? Now, a good friend would probably turn back at this point, allowing his best mate some privacy. On the other hand, an even better friend would sneak up, find out all the juicy details, add in a bit of leg pulling for good measure and then heartedly report back to his other friends, so they could all be in on it. Don't worry I'm not a complete ass; I'm not going to broadcast it around the school. Just tell Sirius and Peter. Maybe a few other Gryffindors… But that's all, I swear.
By now, I'm hidden around the other side of the tree. They certainly seem to be going at it, whoever he's got around there. I grin with pride at the moans Remus appears to be earning, that's my boy!
"Oh, Moony…."
Hang on a minute… I know that voice! Oh Merlin! Tell me I'm imagining it. Please, someone get me a Healer from St Mungo's to tell me that I'm losing it… The next words to escape Remus' lips cruelly inform me that there's nothing wrong with my mind, or my hearing for that matter.
"Sirius…What are we going to do about the others? James, Peter… What will they say?"
Bloody hell, is what we'll say! Not that I've got a problem with, well that, or anything, but well, way to give your best mate a shock! I'd better make a mental note not to let my curiosity lead me ever again…
"Moony, in all honesty, at this very moment your lips are far too alluring and hand far too close to my dick for me to either know nor care what they think."
What! Oh no, I have to get out of here before they go further. I'll just confront them about it later… Calmly and rationally. When I'm a little more composed, and-
"Argh, fuck!"
My exclamation as I stumble over the thick wizened tree roots causes both Sirus and Remus to jump with a start.
"James! How long have- I mean, you alright, mate?"
Remus looks genuinely concerned as he stares down at me, face red and desperately trying to compose his ruffled self, Sirius behind him, not quite hiding the fact that he's doing up the zipper on his trousers. Grimacing, I answer his unfinished question.
"Long enough."
"Oh. Right"
An uncomfortable silence follows, Remus determinedly looking everywhere except for at me. Of course, good old Sirius can always be counted on to break tension.
"So, Prongs, you caught Moony here with his hand down my trousers and my tongue down his throat? I'm not gonna lie, I know you're jealous. But he got there first, and I'm sure you can, in time, get over me and be happy for us?"
A sly grin contorts Sirius' chiselled feature as he snakes an arm around Remus' waist, and somehow, it's right. I get to my feet, and brush off the dirt from myself.
"Guys, look, don't worry, I'm happy for you. Yeah, it's something of a shock, but seriously… I think it's great."
The relief that floods into Moony's face is almost comical, and with the ice finally broken, I remember I've got my own news, and as we stroll back to the castle, I tell them all about it.