I am evil and therefore you get to know NOTHING of what happened in Potions and the circumstances for Sirius' and Snapes punishments...hehehe...well actually i'm lazy but evil sound way better.

Remus moaned slightly as he massaged his temples. He should have known he was in for a night of Sirius' complaining and cursing. Why the hell was he stuck with Sirius for detention. /Because you gave it to him/ an annoying little voice at the back of his mind reminded him /And because you would be far too timid if you had to supervise Snape. That's what you get for being so meek to others./ The voice was starting to sound like McGonagall now. But it was right, evil and annoying as it was. He had even asked the McGonagall if she could have some one supervise Snape who was in a separate detention. He glanced up at Sirius who was staring at him with a scowl and a pout, managing to look very fetching in only a way that Sirius could do.

Normally if two students received detention for fighting they would be forced to share detention, for this would smooth out the problems for the time being. However, placing Snape and Sirius in a room together would accomplish the reverse affects. Remus hadn't even bothered giving Sirius something to clean, for he knew that Sirius would manage to scheme his way out of it. Remus was his best friend and knew him better than he knew himself. That was partly due to his obtuseness and density (thank god he wasn't as bad as James)

So Remus merely gave him a "Time Out", telling him that if he was going to act like a baby than he was going to be treated like one.

He stretched, thanking Merlin that he had changed out of his school uniform into a more comfortable jeans and turtleneck. Sirius had also taken the liberty of changing. And the liberty of going through his and James wardrobes again. For a pure blooded wizard Sirius had a unhealthy obsession with muggle clothes. He was wearing a black pair of jeans filched from James and a too small (at least on him) white tee from him. You would think that being a size smaller than Sirius would slow him down, rather than speed up his "borrowing" wouldn't you?

"Moony, I'm bored." Sirius whined.

Remus opened one eye at him. "That would be the idea Sirius.'

"Lets change and go into the forest or something."

"No on two counts. First you're in detention and second I am not an Animugas. But it's a no mainly for the first reason"

Sirius tilted his head. "You're right. Hey why don't I teach you? C'mon, Moony." The look on Sirius' face was that of eager puppy.

"I've enough changing into an animal to last for quite a while, thank you. And you, my dear friend, are supposed to be contemplating what you did wrong."

Sirius snorted. "The greasy git deserved it."

Remus shook his head and laid back, praying that somehow time would speed up. He closed his eyes and got ready for Sirius to continue with his idiocy when he felt weight upon his abdomen. He opened one eye only to see Sirius Black straddling him with a very determined look upon his face. He opened the other eye and was about to tell him to sod off when he was cut off by Sirius placing his lips upon his own.

He gasped at the contact and Sirius took this chance to insert his tongue into his mouth. As Sirius began to stroke Remus' tongue with his own he felt two willowy yet strong hands grasp his upper arm. It was Sirius' turn to be surprised as their positions were reversed, the kiss still unbroken. Once Remus was done ravishing his mouth they broke apart, both gasping for air. Remus bent down and whispered, his voice laden with lust, into Sirius' ear. "Who the hell said you could be on top?" Sirius merely moaned, relishing the feel of Remus on him. With that invitation Remus began to lick and bite Sirius' ear cause the teen to squirm beneath him. He grinned as he moved to the sensitive skin located right behind his ear and Sirius moaned with pleasure.

"God, Remus you're such a sadist." He panted out.

Remus slid a hand beneath the white tee, "And you're a tease. Your point?" Sirius threw his head back moaning as Remus began to play with one of his nipples.

"Remus...I want to feel your mouth on mine." Remus continued his ministrations, ignoring Sirius, giving him a taste of his own medicine for once. " Now Remus."

Remus stopped what he was doing and sat back on Sirius' hip to smirk at him. The wolf was most definitely having a major power trip.

"Not until you beg."

Now Sirius maybe proud but there were very few things that he wouldn't do to get something he wanted, which right now was Remus, and begging wasn't one of them (more like snogging Snape, being all nice and brotherly to Regulus or something to that revolting extent). However he wasn't going to give in to Remus simply cause he thought he was being an arse and didn't deserve to have things go his way. Remus leaned down, his lips almost brushing those of the boy beneath him, "Come on Padfoot, isn't begging what dogs are good at." That bit of physical and mental taunting was it.

Sirius growled as he grasped Remus' head and crushed his lips against his friends. Remus smirked, knowing he had won, and began to tongue-fuck him as he pulled up the tee. Much to his surprise Sirius halted his movements. Remus frowned as he pulled away, aware that Sirius had his hands in an iron grip.

"Now, now Moony," Sirius smirked as he drawled out Remus' nickname.

Remus, though patient by nature, was beginning to envision how many ways he could wipe that smirk off his face. Very few were pleasant to say the least.

"Do you honestly think I'm going to let you do whatever you want after you were just so mean to me."

Remus growled in warning. Before they could go any further they heard a sharp rap from the other side of the door. They looked and one another, paled, and whispered in unison the one word that could strike fear into the heart of even the most brazen prankster, "McGonagall".

Lightning fast they disengaged and attempted to make it look like nothing had happened. The door opened at what seemed a ridiculously slow pace as they both stared at it in apparent fascination. Remus managed to look normal though Sirius, whose hair usually cooperated, looked more that a little disheveled. He placed his arrogantly bored expression upon his face just as the door fully opened to reveal the stern and imposing figure of Professor McGonagall, with Severus Snape standing just behind her. He looked as if he was trying to master the whole lurking in the shadows gig that seemed to come naturally for Slytherins, which he was failing quite pathetically. This was due mainly to the fact that he had just spent about an hour on the receiving end of McGonagalls sharp tongue.

Sirius could barely suppress the grin that threatened to take over his face. There was Snape, whose seemingly sole purpose was to make his life hell, who got to spend the past hour with "The Stick" while he got some play. Considering he had won their earlier encounter, Lady Luck was on his side (hardly surprising since she was a lady and he was a Black).

McGonagall took in everything and let out a small sigh. /Boys/ she thought /No, teenaged boys/ she corrected herself mentally. Aloud she said, in her usual stiff and commanding manner "Mister Black, seeing how your detention is now concluded I shall be escorting you and Misters Lupin and Snape back to your respective Houses. Just, " She sent a glare at the two recipients of detention, "to be sure no further problems arise."

Knowing that they would follow her she turned and strode in the direction of the Slytherin dormitories. Without a word the three teenagers followed her meekly. Surprisingly they made all the way to the dungeons without Sirius or Snape making a peep. Snape had already spent an evening cleaning the Transfiguration room under her sharp eyes that were often accompanied by her equally, if not more, sharp tongue and had no wish to repeat the experience. Sirius was wise enough to not start trouble in the presence of a teacher, especially his Head of House.

Remus was almost sad to see her go, knowing any chances of peace and quiet was screwed once she left. They watched her stiffly retreat down the hall after bidding them an equally stiff farewell. Sirius sighed, "Man does she need to get laid."

"I'm not going to comment on that."

"You just did."

Rather than be drawn into a session of verbal sparring, the exhausted werewolf began to make his way up the stairs to their dorm.

"Moony?"

Remus turned, arching an eyebrow at his friend.

"What about us? What are we now?" Sirius didn't look smug or haughty. Rather he had a curious look upon his features, on of the few time a person could see the actual intelligence hidden withing those mischievous eyes. Remus couldn't help but feel slightly honored that he was granted with a glimpse beyond his usual mask. Th only one who usually got to see that was James. "Look I know you're tired but just think about it? Ok?"

Remus nodded, but looked slightly confused as Sirius, rather than heading towards their dormitory, headed towards the bathroom. "Padfoot?"

Sirius glanced back, the mask replaced with the usual twinkle in his eye. "Well thanks to you I've got bloody hard on and now am in need of some personal time with my hand. Unless..." He trailed off grinning as he ducked into the bathroom before Remus could find a projectile object or conjure one.

Remus didn't know why he was surprised. After all this was Sirius who specialized at being an arse, at all times it appeared. With that in mind, and before Sirius could come out and make anymore lurid remarks, Remus quickly made his way to bed.

Sirius sighed a little. He had hoped, although he knew how unlikely it was, that maybe Remus would respond positively to his rather blatant invitation. Ah well, he was lucky he got to see that feral side of Remus anyhow. Sirius finished up and quietly, for it was pretty late anyhow, made his way towards his room. Until he found the way barred.

"Hello Sirius." Drawled Charlotte, in what she presumed to be a sexy manner. Obviously she thought that looking like a slut was sexy too. Well Sirius had to admit that most sluts were sexy, it was just anything associated with her seemed to hold zero sex appeal.

"I'm not in the mood." He practically growled.

She grinned even wider. "I think I could fix that." She leaned towards him in a supposedly seductive manner. It would have worked, had this been anyone but Sirius Black, who was the local expert at seduction and could get the creme of any crop. Not feeling the need to humor this annoyingly delusional girl Sirius reached for his wand and planned to give her a rather nasty case of achene if she didn't back off. That was what he planned, until he remembered that Remus still had his wand from detention. Looking as the desperate girl only one thought could be formulated into words.

"Fuck"