Expressing Yourself

Pairings: Remus/Sirius, James/Lily

Warnings: Slash! You know you love it.

A/N:

Disclaimer: None of these characters etc. are ours.

"Sirius...I don't care WHAT your hand is doing to- oh my- take it off!"

"Gonna make me?" James Potter glanced at the two lovesick puppies and groaned, causing Lily to turn in her seat and inquire as to what the matter was.

It was Transfiguration class, the last one of the day, and everyone was feeling the pressure. Judging by Remus' face as he struggled with Sirius, some more than others.

It wasn't that he minded them being together but...did they have to be so bloody obvious? James averted his gaze as Sirius grabbed something that made Remus yelp and swat at him.

"Sirius, I mean it. Just - ack! Stop that!"

"Why should I?" Peter was sitting beside him, clearly extremely uncomfortable with Sirius' attempts to distract Remus. He was scowling and kept muttering to himself. James rolled his eyes. Out of his three friends, two were groping each other and the third one was going mad. Great.

Naturally, he turned to Lily for support. Unfortunately, she was gazing at them with an 'aww-aren't-they-so-cute-together' expression.

This made James unhappy. Not only was Lily gazing at two of his best friends but those supposed friends were also distracting her when he was finally making progress with her. This would not do.

"Hey, um…Lily?" She reluctantly tore her gaze away from the couple.

"James?"

"Yeah...uh, no offence, but-" Lily's eyes narrowed.

"James, if you have to say the words 'no offence', you should probably rethink what you're going to say."

"Oh, uh, sure, Lily. I just wondered..." James flushed slightly, and began messing up his hair in a clear indication that he was nervous.

"What, James?" Lily inquired with a bored look on her face as she turned back towards the front of the class.

"Um..." James tried desperately to think of something cool and impressive to say. "Uh..." He wasn't having much luck. He swept the classroom for ideas for something to grasp her attention with. Unfortunately, his eyes landed squarely on his two best friends, both of which were slightly pink in the face, and...were they...giggling?

"James, spit it out!" Lily turned around to face him again and noticed him staring at Sirius and Remus. "Ah..." Lily smiled gently, and made a movement with her hand, as though to place it on James' wrist before remembering herself and jerking her hand awkwardly at the two boys. This gesture was not lost on James, but he decided to be a gentleman and ignore it, along with the pink flush now spreading across her cheeks.

"James...don't worry about it."

"What?"

"It's alright. I understand." James blinked at her.

"You...you do?"

"'course I do," she smiled warmly at him, something she never did. "You're confused-" she held up a hand to prevent any outbursts of indignation on his part. "Not that kind of confused, idiot. I meant confused like...well," here, Lily broke off to glance significantly at Sirius and Remus, who were engaged in some sort of fight involving hands in places they really, really shouldn't...

"Oh, God..." was James' last thought as he stared in horror at his two loved-up friends, before he felt his face being moved forcibly back to look at Lily.

"James..." she said, gazing at him with serious eyes, "It's alright, I told you..." James suddenly realised how close their faces were. And how nice Lily was being. And how Lily was still holding his chin. She could have let go ages ago...but nope, James could still feel her cool skin on his jaw, her eyes boring into his with an intensity usually reserved for their shouting matches in the common room. He gulped and held the gaze steadily with his own hazel eyes.

"You're confused because you think your best friends don't want to spend time with you anymore. You think they're not your best friends anymore." James nodded and mumbled,

"And you're being nice to me."

"That too." God, he could still feel her hand on his jaw- why wouldn't she take it away? It was driving him crazy.

Lily saw this, but her instincts, weirdly, told her to keep her hand where it was. She'd never got this close to James before, and now she was there, something was stopping her from backing away. Her eyes were captivated in his, noticing for the first time how warm his eyes were behind the glasses.

"They're still your friends, James. Your best friends. Nothing changed that. They're just excited because they're in a new relationship, and you know they've liked each other for ages." James couldn't drag his eyes away from her face. It seemed surreal, almost like a dream or a spell.

"I know."

"It's not like they expect you to be with them that way." Suddenly a horrific image popped into James' head and the spell was broken. He jerked backwards out of Lily's grip and said,

"That's gross!"

"Mister Potter!" James winced as McGonagall's voice rang out. He turned and gave her a patented Charming Smile, property of the Marauders.

"Yes, Professor?"

"It may seem 'gross' to you, Mr. Potter, but the action of transfiguring body parts into useful tools is a very useful skill indeed."

"Er...right, Professor. Of course..." Transfiguring body parts?! Lily tried to suppress her grin and failed miserably. James looked at her wicked grin and couldn't help but laugh quietly, rocking back in his chair with silent guffaws. Before too long, Lily had joined in, stuffing the corner of her transfiguration book into her mouth to prevent any noise escaping.

Sirius, having been distracted momentarily from groping Remus by McGonagall's outburst, raised an eyebrow at their antics. Catching James' eye, he smirked suggestively and waggled his eyebrows up and down. James grinned and winked at him. Lily saw this out of the corner of her eye, but they were streaming with tears by this point and couldn't see in great detail anyway.

After class, she found James waiting for her just outside the door. Peter was hovering nervously around the corridor, and Remus and Sirius were no-where to be seen- probably exploring each other in a secret passageway or something.

Lily favoured James with a beaming smile, one which he'd not been allowed before. James, encouraged, decided to take the chance.

"Hey Lily..."

"James?" Her voice was light and interested. Bolstered by this, he continued.

"D'you, uh...wanttogotoHogsmedewithme?" He said it in a rush, and, for the first time in all the years he had been asking her out on dates, he felt his neck and cheeks heat slightly as he waited nervously for the inevitable yelling.

Lily stopped and hesitated for a fraction of a second before saying casually,

"Alright then." James blinked.

"Really?"

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, James!" Lily cried in exasperation, hefting her bag higher onto her shoulder and falling into step with him down the corridor towards the Great Hall. James grinned sheepishly at her, and she laughed again, shoving him gently on the arm. He stared down at that unexpected point of contact for a minute, wondering how long his luck would hold out for.

He'd (once again) asked lily Evans out on a date, and she hadn't refused. Lily Evans was now walking down to lunch with him and she wasn't shouting at him. In fact, she was smiling.

The stag inside of him leapt with happiness and, in a fit of gentlemanly spirit, James took her bag filled with what must be every book she possessed from her shoulder, and swapped it to his own, athletic frame. Lily looked slightly surprised, then rewarded him with another beaming smile and even sat next to him in the Great Hall. James felt unbelievably happy. Who cared where Remus and Sirius were? He had a date with Lily Evans!

Oh Merlin. He had a date with Lily Evans.

…

Sirius was running his hands through Remus' hair, his lips locked onto the werewolf's collarbone and nipping the skin slightly. Remus let out a little moan as Sirius pushed his shirt further down his shoulders to reach more skin. He fumbled with the buttons on Sirius' own shirt, considering ripping them in his impatience.

Yanking the shirts off each other, they pulled, if possible, even closer, scraping up against the rough stone walls of the tunnel into Hogsmede behind the mirror on the fourth floor. Sirius was moving his lips slowly upwards, laying butterfly kisses up the werewolf's throat and jaw, before crashing into his lips once more. Remus pushed forwards eagerly with his tongue, demanding Sirius open his mouth AT ONCE. Sirius complied and moved one hand out of Remus' hair to trail down his chest. Remus whimpered and pressed closer as Sirius began to fiddle with his belt buckle.

"Siri-us..." Remus breathed into his mouth between gasps for air and moans of pleasure. "We...we can't..."

"Shh, Remie..." Sirius finally got the belt undone and pulled it through the loops and onto the floor to lie by their discarded shirts.

"Sirius..."

"Don't...worry, Moons."

"Tha-that's not the issue...oh, god, do that again." Remus gasped, pressing as much of himself up against his dark-haired lover, thinking as he did so how this gave a completely new meaning to the word 'mate'. "We're...ah, someone could..."

"No one's gonna...see, Remie..." Remus finally just gave up protesting and held onto Sirius even tighter than before, as he felt his trousers being pushed down his legs.

Not to be outdone, the wolf in Remus pawed at Sirius' own buckle and zip, panting and moaning as Sirius pushed a hand through his hair again, the other hand tracing the fine lattice of muscles on his back. Sirius' belt and trousers were soon on the ground as well and Remus managed to coax a gasp out of Sirius as he toyed with the elastic of his boxers.

Sirius' eyes were glinting in the darkness, and Remus could see them half-close with desire. Hands were tugging at Sirius' boxers with more urgency now, and Sirius reached down to Remus' own. Both boys gasped as Sirius made contact with something that definitely wasn't the thin cloth of underwear. Remus grinned evilly into Sirius' open mouth- his boxers discarded at his feet.

Sirius moved his hand a bit hesitantly, and then with more confidence as Remus let out an appreciative groan. He moved his mouth down Remus' jaw and onto his neck. Remus tilted his head back to allow him better access, still moaning a little bit.

Wanting more, Remus tugged Sirius' own boxers to his knees and reached gently out, closing his eyes as Sirius, in response to his touch, gripped Remus harder than before, and Remus ground his hips into Sirius with an answering groan. The two boys moved against one another, breathing raggedly and still letting out little moans.

"Re...mus..." Remus grabbed onto Sirius' hair and pulled him into another kiss as their pace picked up.

"What the hell is going on here...?"

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