Christmas break was edging nearer, Sirius was staying at Hogwarts, so was Remus, but James and Peter were going home, James had offered for Sirius to go home with him but Sirius rejected the offer. A bit too quickly; he wanted to spend more time with Remus.
Remus understood how he felt, but Sirius had not plucked up the courage to make a move on Remus, not that that was a bad thing.
James was sitting in a corner of the common room his messy hair a bit tamer than normal. He and Peter were playing wizarding chess, well, it was more thrashing Peter at the game, rather than playing. Sirius was sitting in his favourite chair in front of the crackling fire; Remus was sitting in the chair next to Sirius.
The four Marauders, where the only occupants of the Gryffindor common room. It was late or early, it depended on how you looked at it; it was twelve-o-clock in the morning.
The fire sent a warm glow to Sirius' face, his hair had fallen haphazardly over his eyes, but he did not seem to care. He looked over to the mousy-haired boy, Sirius' breathing started to get ragged. He looked away quickly to try and get his breathing back to normal.
"Sirius?"
"Huh, yeah Remus?" Sirius realised the edge in his friend's voice
"Don't worry about it" Remus said this a bit too quickly
"Ok, accio, firewhisky" a goblet landed in Sirius' hand and he drank deeply
"Where'd you get that from Sirius" James left his chess game and went over to join Sirius "You want some James? Remus? Peter?"
"Hell, yeah"
"Alright, I might as well, I'll never hear the end of it if I don't" Remus murmured
"No you won't Remus, Peter? Peter?" Peter had disappeared. James and Sirius howled in laughter so Remus got the firewhisky.
They all ended up in drunken laughter and cheers. James went upstairs as he still had a bit off packing to do (although it was four days until he would be going home). "Remus, we are alone at last" Remus was out of his head and did not realise that Sirius was trying to seduce him.
Sirius went in front of his friend and put his hand on his knee. Remus looked up; he put his own hand on his. Sirius leaned over Remus and brushed his lips againsed Remus'.
His tongue slipped easily into the mousy-haired boy's mouth. In a mater of seconds Sirius had pulled his friend onto the floor in front of the fire that was no more than embers.
Both of their breathing got erratic and heavy. They both shifted to get closer to each other. It was different being on top of another boy. He took off Remus' shirt and ran his hands over the scars and muscle on Remus' chest.
Remus opened his eyes and fear struck him "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Sirius" and with tremendous force pushed Sirius off him
"I… I… I'm sorry" Sirius called as Remus made his way up to the boy's dormitories.
Sirius stared into the dying embers of the fire and realised what a big mistake Sirius had made.
He fell asleep on the floor of the common room in front of the fireplace not able to face the other Marauders. What the hell had he been thinking of?
The next day Sirius woke up to laughter in the common room "Yeah nice one Sirius, you might have been off your rocker last night, but sleeping on the common room floor, that's what I call funny"
"Fuck off, James" Sirius got up brushing his hand through his black hair.
"Screw you; you're the one lying on the Gryffindor common room floor. Merlin I'd like to know what would've happened if you were in Slitherin"
"I'd have ten times more respect being a Black" Sirius got up only to have to lean on James to steady himself.
"How much did you have to drink last night?" Peter's squeaky voice came from behind James "Erm. I don't know, I can't remember, oh talking about last night, where did you scarper to?"
"The dormitory, I don't like to be around when you're drunk"
"Understandable, where's Remus?"
"Up in our dormitory, he said he doesn't want to face you, he was pretty disgruntled when he went to bed last night"
"Oh, shit" Sirius vaguely remembered kissing Remus last night (it was the only thing he could remember).
"What's the matter with you?"
"You moron Sirius, why am I a moron? Why can't I think before I act? Or more, why don't I think before I snog" Sirius banged his head against James' shoulder
"You, what?" James managed through a fit of giggles
"James leave it"
"What your mother said in our third year was true? Fucking hell Sirius you could have told me mate" Sirius heard a sniff, Sirius looked to his left and saw a slim brunette that Sirius vaguely remembered as someone he had taken out on a date a couple of times "Oh, baby I'm sorry"
"No, don't, Sirius, you used me"
"Well, that is kind of what a player does" James butted in
"Shut up James, I do care for women, and anyway that is why I didn't fuck you"
"You're sick"
"No, I'm Sirius"
"Old joke mate, old joke" Sirius sneered at him
"Yeah, but it makes the first years laugh, right I'm going to talk to Remus, he's not good at keeping grudges"
"I wouldn't if I…" James could not carry on because Sirius had bounded up the stairs to the boy's dormitories.