"JAMES!"
James grinned and bowed at the sound of his name, standing back up, grinning more broadly.
Sirius stared at James, then looked at Remus.
Remus had his hands over his face, he was swaying from side to side and from what Sirius could see in between Remus' fingers... His face was bright pink.
Sirius looked back at James.
"Aww, don't stop just because I'm here! Continue!" squealed James, making rushed motions to Remus and Sirius with his hands.
"H... How long have you been there!" squeaked Remus, looking at James though his fingers.
"Since you asked Sirius why he was kissing you." grinned James.
Remus squeaked and went a little more pink.
"... How do you not find this disgusting?" Sirius asked, frowning a little at James. He'd met many many homophobes in his time, but it's not like they knew what he was. It was usually an accident that Sirius met them.
"What do you mean? Two guys lusting after each other? Come on, Sirius. Look who you're talking to!" replied James, giving Sirius an impish grin.
Sirius chuckled. "Yeah. Nothing surprises sir Joyus-Jester-James Potter." he chimed, waving his hands in the air.
James bowed once again, positively beaming at the fact they remembered his weird little name he made up for himself years and years ago.
Sirius smiled at Remus, of whom had his eyes tightly closed, trying to get rid of the bright red blush on his cheeks, wringing his hands, taking deep breaths.
James had noticed Remus' situation too and motioned for Sirius to go for it.
Sirius walked over to Remus, his steps not making a sound, and he leant over to him and opened his mouth near Remus' ear.
Remus' breath hitched in his throat and his eyes snapped open as he felt the warm wetness caress the rim of his ear.
Sirius smirked against Remus' ear and softly nibbled at Remus' earlobe, earning himself a whimper-like moan from the wolf cub.
"s-Sirius! Stop! j-James... James is standing just there!" squeaked Remus, jerking his ear away from Sirius and staring at him.
"He doesn't mind." Sirius smirked, wrapping his arms around Remus' waist and nibbling at his neck.
Remus moaned again, his eyes fluttering closed, his hands clutching Sirius' shoulders slightly.
Meanwhile, James was perfecting his filming skills. Sirius and he had created a picture frame that filmed. Oh, and he was going to give it it's first test-run ever! ... A very, very memorable first test run.
He held up the seemingly innocent silver picture frame at arms-length so Sirius and Remus were shown in it, and tapped it with his wand. The picture frame glowed ever so slightly, and he removed his hand that was holding it there.
It just stayed there. Hovering in mid-air.
James grinned and tapped it again with his wand.
"Record." he said softly to the picture frame.
The picture frame glowed red.
Sirius didn't know what James was doing, nor did he care. Remus was in his arms, moaning, and smelling strongly of coffee. Why should he care?
Sirius softly pushed Remus' back against the wall of the hall, trailing his lips and tongue up and down Remus' lightly-scarred neck.
James grinned happily and watched the two love-birds, occasionally glancing at the recording, glowing red picture frame.
Sirius nibbled along Remus' jawline and made his way to Remus' moist, peach lips.
He softly pressed his lips against Remus' and felt the young wolf cub immediately return the kiss, opening his mouth and trailing a tongue over the seam of Sirius' lips.
Damn that stubborn, yet sexy wolf.
Sirius opened his mouth and teased at Remus' tongue with his own, feeling the wolf's arms wrap around his neck.
James grinned happily and looking fondly at the glowing red picture frame.
'Blackmail ahoy!'
Sirius softly pulled back, panting slightly, his amethyst eyes looking into Remus' acorn-brown ones.
Sirius had to do it. He wanted to know. He needed to know.
Sirius placed his hands on Remus' hips, taking no notice of Remus' confused look, and grinded their hips together.
James raised his eyebrows. Wow. He hadn't expected that.
'Sirius! You horny devil, you!' thought James, his eyebrows in danger of disappearing under his messy black hair, but a devilish grin appeared on his face. 'Blackmail. Wonderful, mentally scarring blackmail.'
Remus gasped and a shuddering moan resounded from his throat. Remus tightened his arms around Sirius' neck and his eyes rolled in their sockets, his head falling back.
Sirius groaned loudly, numerous sensations crashing over him, his skin breaking out in chills. Closing his eyes, he panted for breath as he continued. Remus was big. He found that out. But he wanted to continue anyway.
James grinned, almost feeling little horns sprout from his head. 'I wonder how far they'll go...'
Before James could get any... 'interesting' mental images, there was soft, scurried footsteps behind him, then a gasp.
James looking over his shoulder to see Peter.
"Howdy." grinned James.
He knew Sirius and Remus were too busy to care he was there, or even notice, but he kinda liked it that way.
"Wh... What are they doing?" whispered Peter, his eyes huge and his mouth was so wide you could practically fit Mrs Norris in there.
"What does it look like they're doing?" James beamed, slinging an arm around Peter's shoulders and standing next to him.
Peter didn't answer.
THUD
James let his arm fall to his side and he looked down at Peter.
"Peter hasn't seen two guys making out before. Who woulda thunk it." sighed James, prodding Peter's unconscious form with his foot. "But then again, neither have i, until now."
It seemed the loud 'thud' awoke Sirius and Remus from their sensations and they looked over, both of them rosy-cheeked, panting and a thin layer of sweat over their skin.
"What happened to Peter?" panted Remus, his arms still around Sirius' neck.
James grinned and shrugged.
"... James... is that what i think it is...?" Sirius asked slowly, his eyes fixed on the hovering, glowing red picture frame.
"it depends what you think it is, Sirius..." James answered just as slowly, taking a side-step toward the still-filming picture frame.
Remus had just noticed the picture frame. "Oh no..."
"Oh yes!" grinned James, grabbing the picture frame and running for dear life.
"GET BACK HERE!" roared Sirius, sprinting after James, leaving Peter and Remus in the dead end hall.
James ducked, dodged and sprinted though numerous crowds of students, all of them looking dazedly at him, the picture frame tightly held against his chest.
"GANG WAY! MOVE IT!" he yelled, sprinting through a group of first-years of whom shrieked and scattered.
A curse whizzed past his ear and he gulped. Sirius was a fast runner.
"GET BACK HERE YOU MOTHER FUCKING SLIMY LITTLE GIT!" roared Sirius sprinting after James, sending random curses and hexes at the retreating back of his friend. He didn't care that James was his friend right now. The only thing that he cared was who James was going to show that movie to.
James ducked another curse and whimpered.
'God, i know we haven't spoken in quite some time, but if you like me, spare my life now!' James desperately thought in his head. Sirius was gonna kill him!
But just as he thought it was hopeless, it got a whole lot worse.
He rounded the corner to launch into the Griffindor common room if the portrait hole was open or not, but he screeched to a halt in front of it, staring, his mouth dangling open and his eyes wide.
McGonagall and Dumbledore were waiting for him.
'God, you hate me, don't you?'
((TBC. :D oh, and here's a different scene to the chapter that i decided had no use to the fanfiction what so ever. XD
"H... How long have you been there!" squeaked Remus, looking at James though his fingers.
"Since the flashback." James said simply.
"Huh?" said Sirius and Remus together.
"Uuh.. i mean... since Remus said 'Why are you doing this'." James said, seeming a little rushed, glancing at the ceiling.
"... What the hell?" gaped Sirius, squinting up at the ceiling, wondering what the hell is going on.
"What's wrong with that?" said James, crossing his arms.
"Who had the flashback?" asked Remus, his face still a little pink, but more curious about how weird James was acting.
"No one! okay!" yelled James, glaring at Remus.
At the point, the authoress was not happy with James, so she set a hoard of fangirls after him.
anyway, thanks for reading, and i'll update as soon as i can :D))
