A/N: Okay, I'm still PMSy and bitchy as hell (mum practically had to yell at me today because I wasn't paying attention to my stupid brother's stupid videogame. And my leg totally hurts and my oviaries are in pain and I still have no real chocolate and I ate all my christmas candy and my brother keeps bugging me and I HATE EVERYTHING! AAAAAAAAAARGH!
But now I have a whole heap of virtual chocolate. WHEEEE! I don't hate that. Nope, that's quite nice.
Jente Bidernais: Ah don't worry, I love long reviews. The longer the better. And about no chocolate... yikes! My mum's fiancee is a complete chocoholic - a conisseur of chocolate if you will, and then he found out he's lactose intolerant -and- slightly diabetic. (not quite sure about the last one...) He practically had a heart attack! Now he wants to open up a healthy dessert bar with sugar+lactose free options.
Moody Lighting: Oooh, I hadn't heard of that... must try it.
And thanks for reviewing to Elemental-ANimal, Queen Caira, Beth5572, dracolover18, Dizi 85, and Gummi Bear for reviewing!
Canine Affinity
James Potter and Peter Pettigrew had just been innocently plotting a new bunch of pranks and come back to their dorm to find this... whatever it was going on. Peter turned beet red, and scampered away before Sirius and Remus had even noticed his presence, while James stared on in awe. Sirius had been talking about getting serious with someone in their year, but he had simply assumed that it was Colleen McKinley, and that they would all be able to go out as a group. And now this.
Finally, Remus appeared to spot him, and shoved Sirius off. "James!" He cried, flushed and embarrassed, his neck already showing evidence of Sirius' ministrations. "What are you doing here?"
"I live here." James said, and managed to keep the shock out of his voice, replacing it with coldness. "I think the question being asked should be what are you two doing. Here."
Remus didn't fail to notice the amount of stress on doing. "We were... um..." Remus seemed genuinely confused, something that almost never happened to James' intelligent friend. It made it all that much harder to act cold and uncaring. "We were... We..." Remus petered off. Sirius seemed permanantly stunned, leaving Remus to do all the explaining. "I don't even know!" Remus broke down, suddenly so afraid of what was happening. He wasn't even sure he liked Sirius that way, and word was already, it seemed, getting out. Remus crying seemed to snap Sirius back to reality, and he put a protective arm around Remus, holding him.
"We were kissing. If you have a problem with that, then butt out." He retorted angrily, matching the ice in James' voice.
"I didn't mean it like that..." James said apologetically, daring to approach them. "It was just a shock, I guess."
Remus looked up from where he had been huddled into Sirius. "I'm sorry." He whispered.
Sirius seemed genuinely surprised. "What the hell should you be sorry for?"
"I forgot to close the curtains. I was hoping for you to come over and talk to me, and then forgot to close them when you did." Remus sniffed, scrubbing his eyes in a desperate attempt to regain order in a world that appeared to have been turned upside down and shaken by the ankles.
"That's just ridiculous." Sirius declared, James nodding helpfully. "We were far too busy for you to remember. And I kind of threw this at you, I should have thought it would be a bit confusing."
"So how long has this been going on?" James asked, sitting on Sirius' bed, almost ripping the still closed drapes by sitting on them too.
"A few minutes? Maybe half an hour?" Remus smiled. The simple act of answering a question lit his whole slightly tearstained face up, returning some of the life they had all grown to expect from their lycanthropic friend.
"Well, I've liked Remus for about... a month? Or realised that I liked him, anyway. I probably liked him before that, only didn't realise. Or didn't have the courage to realise." Sirius smiled, running a hand effortlessly through Remus' neatly combed hair. "What about you, Remus?"
"I don't know." he deflated, the life going. "I still don't know how I feel. Or if I feel."
"Well you sure as hell looked like you were enjoying yourself back there." James said, it coming out somewhat more awkwardly than intended.
Sirius nodded, but Remus just shrugged. "But I really need to be sure I'm ready to commit. Wolves mate for life, and it's the same with werewolves, for the most part. I can't just go out with anyone I feel like, I have to be really sure. That's why I don't date, Sirius, since you were wondering. That and I'm a naturally reserved person. Even... kissing" Remus blushed at the word "someone has lifelong ramifications I'm not really sure of." He sighed. "I really don't know what's going to happen now, but I do know we have to go slow."
"Right." Sirius smiled. "Slow it is." He kissed Remus on the cheek, which turned scarlet.
"Sirius! Not in front of James." He half pushed, half punched Sirius in the chest. James, meanwhile, had turned bright red, and was politely loking the other way. Suddenly he realised something.
"Peter!" James cried. "Where's Peter? He was with me... He must have run off."
"Oh no..." Remus curled up, hugging his legs. "You know how he is with gossip."
Sirius didn't say anything. Just leaped off the bed and ran to the only place they knew they would find their rodent friend. In the secret Maurauder room, curled up on his bean bag. Any display of intimacy seemed to terrify him, and he would always go here when Sirius was talking about his girlfriends, or James started prattling on and on about Lily. Although, the moment Peter got over it, the word would be all over Gryffindor tower and, before long, the entire school. James, seemingly realising the urgency, followed Sirius at top speed, Remus not exactly running after him, Remus almost never ran unless there was chocolate involved, but he was certainly hurrying quickly.
Sirius burst into the Marauder room, barely remembering to mutter the password ("Slytherin Snapey Sucks") before crashing through the secret entrance. Peter was there, of course, curled up on his beanbag as expected. Sirius breathed a sigh of releif, and walked over to him.
"Are you okay Peter?"
Peter shrugged. "You're gay." He said this in the exact same matter-of-fact tone Remus used when helping the rest of them with their homework.
Sirius shrugged. "It would seem so."
"You like Remus."
"Yep."
"Why?"
Sirius was somewhat taken aback by this question. "Why do I like him?" Peter nodded. "Well... he's funny and smart and bloody gorgeous... like the perfect woman only male." Sirius smiled. "Only don't tell him I said he was like a woman or he'll hit me." Sirius smirked, then yelped as he received a smack upside the head.
"Don't call someone a woman when they're right behind you." Remus smirked evilly, sitting next to Sirius. "Hi Peter. Sorry about what you had to see before... I kinda forgot to close the curtains."
"It's okay, I just didn't know."
"Believe me, I didn't know either." Remus smiled. "Peter, can we trust you not to tell anyone? We'll tell when we're ready, if we ever are. For now I'd rather it was just us that knew."
Peter nodded, and everyone was satisfied. If there was one thing that you could say about they 16 year old Peter Pettigrew, it was that he was loyal to his friends, and wouldn't tell anything he had been told to keep secret.
"Okay, that's over and done with. Shall we Remus? I believe we need to go talk about things." Sirius smiled, offering Remus his arm. The werewolf took it, and they left together, Remus calling out behind him. "I'll remember to close the curtains this time!"
A/N: Well, it's Friday now. I'm still pissed off, because I've had PMS for about a month now, but at least I have chocolate biscuts now, and a store with tons more chocolate just down the road. Aaaah, bliss. And now, I crave blue sherbert. BLAST! Leave me blue sherbert, and chocolate, and I think Remus would like some too.
Remus:sniff: I haven't had any chocolate all story!
Tomo: I feel your pain.
Next time: Remus and Sirius talk about stuff, and Snape finds out.
(Yes, I am just writing whatever pointless drivel pops into my head. I have no plot as of yet. MWAHAHA.)