Chapter six: Halloween

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!" Sirius yelled running around the common room in wide circles, resembling a dog chasing its tail.

"Padfoot! Will you please calm down?" Remus asked irked from his place on the couch.

"No, no, no, no, NO!" he shouted back still running.

"Fine," Remus muttered pulling out his wand and saying a quick spell. Sirius went sprawling to the floor.

"Hey! You tripped me!" Sirius accused form the floor.

"Hey! You annoyed me!" Remus mocked form the couch. "What's your deal anyway?"

He asked going back to his book. Sirius flopped on the couch and put his head in Remus's lap looking straight up at him.

"It's Halloween! The party's tonight!" he said with a crazed grin on his face. "What you going as? I was thinking I could be a knight-"

"I'm not going" Remus said but Sirius didn't seem to hear him and continued talking.

"Or maybe I could get McGonagall to give me her hat…Wait what do you mean you're not going." He said as Remus's words seemed to reach him. He jumped up and looked at the other boy.

"Oh come one Sirius. You know I don't like parties and all that." he said trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

"But…but Moony! You have to come!" Sirius cried.

"Oh you'll have much more fun with out me."

"No! You don't go, I don't go," Sirius said sitting back and crossing his arms looking like a spoiled child not getting his way.

"Don't be ridicules, Padfoot. I know you wanna go. So go." He said refusing to look at his friend.

"Just promise you'll think about it," Sirius said in a childish whine. Remus looked at him and his eyes were pleading and he looked every bit of the puppy that he was.

"Aw silly pup," he chuckled, "ok" he said finally.

"You'll think really really hard?" he asked.

"Alright, Sirius ok? I'll think about it really really really hard." Remus promised then left his the other boy on the couch.

Later that night…

Music blared through all of Gryffindor tower successful distracting one Remus Lupin and he was deeply vexed by it.

"Blast! I will never get any reading done with all that noise!" he said aloud to the empty dorm.

Well…you could just go down to the party…a voice in his head argued. And for once Remus did not feel the need to inform the voice how he couldn't do that because for once Remus didn't care about what he could and couldn't do.

I guess I could do that. He got up and left the dormitory.

As he entered the common room he was greeted by loud music and even louder people. The room was filled with teenagers drinking, dancing and just having a good time. Every Gryffindor and half of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were there as well.

"Remmy! So glad you decided to join us!" Sirius called from the middle of the room. Remus waved and began to make his way over to him.

"Here," a boy Remus didn't know said handing him a bottle of firewhisky.

"Oh no, I don't drink," he called at the retreating figure. He looked at the bottle in his hand and then looked up to where Sirius was. He was now on the couch entangled with a Hufflepuff in a very serious snog session.

Jealousy reared its ugly head. Remus tore his eyes from the scene. (You would think he would be use to it by now, but you'd be wrong) He looked around him at the many drinking teens.

Well…when in Rome… he thought and took a large swig from the bottle.

"Star light…Star bright…umm…wish toniiiiiiight!" Remus mumbled as he lay on the couch in the Gryffindor common room.

"Moony? That you?" Sirius asked as he entered the common room.

"Sirius! How wonderful to see you!" Remus squealed happily, his words heavily slurred.

"What are you doing?" Sirius asked kneeling by his friend. He picked up a bottle from the ground near him. "Did you drink this whole bottle?" concern etched across his face.

"Yup! This one too!" he giggled waving another bottle in front of the other boy's face. Sirius gave him a sad smile. He was happy that Remus was so relaxed but he hated that it took two bottles of firewhisky to do it.

"I'm surprised you aren't dead," he scolded with no real feeling of anger.

"Oh me werewolf AWOOOOOOO-"Sirius quickly covered his mouth.

"Remus!" he hissed looking around to make sure they were alone. "EW!" he yelled as Remus licked his palm.

"Hee hee hahahaha heehee heehee hahah" Remus giggled. Sirius shook his head.

"Let's get you to bed."

"Yours or mine?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows. Sirius ignored him

"Come on," he lifted the lighter boy up, placing on arm behind his neck and another under his knees.

"You sweep me off my feet," he giggled again. "Now I do say you're not trying to take advantage of me there are you Mr. Black?"

Merlin! When did Remus start giggling so much…am I this annoying when I am drunk? Or sober? He thought as he carried the inebriated werewolf up the stairs.

Remus was no help in the journey. He hung limply in Sirius's arms and he had stopped talking. Sirius wondered if perhaps he had fallen asleep.

Once they were in front of Remus's bed he spoke again.

"I love you, Sirius," he said in a whisper.

"Yes, yes I love you too, Moony," Sirius said starting to get annoyed. He pulled back the covers on Remus's bed and helped him into it.

"No, no I mean I am really in love with you. I want to snog you all the time." He said with absolute conviction and a matter-of-fact tone.

"Moony you're drunk." Sirius said brushing off the strange confession. He pulled off his friend's shoes. "Now lay back and get some sleep."

"Sirius…kiss me" Remus whispered looking up at the other boy. Sirius was taken back by the request.

"No Remus. You're my friend and you're drunk." He said. Remus glared at him and crossed his arms looking like a young child. Sirius felt he was talking with a five year old rather than the constantly level headed Remus.

"You keep saying that," Remus said his eye lids began to droop.

"Well, it's true. Get some sleep." Sirius whispered. Remus opened his eyes fully giving him one last look. It went searing through Sirius's soul. There was so much emotion in those amber eyes. Then he passed out.

Sirius sat there for a minute watching the boy sleep. He smiled softly and kissed him on the forehead before getting up. He took one last look at the werewolf before he closed the hangings around Remus's bed and went to his own.

Little did either of them know that one other Marauder heard the confession. Peter Pettigrew looked through his own hangings and watched Sirius kiss Remus's forehead.

Things are about to get interesting the small boy thought before turning over and falling asleep.

"Kill me now…please?" Remus whined pathetically.

"Well I bloody well should," Sirius said not being able to keep the mirth out of his voice and the amusement out of his eyes. "What were you thinking drinking so much?"

"Would you stop shouting?" Remus flinched as a log crashed in the fire place of the Gryffindor common room. "Don't you have any hang over potion or something?"

"'Course not mate. You'll just have to ride it out. Live with your consequences," Sirius smirked at the poor boy.

"I hate you. I hope you know that," Remus pouted. His forehead resting on the table in front of him. The smirk slid off Sirius's face.

That's not what you said last night. He thought.