Disclaimer: Obviously, I do not own J. K. Rowling's stuff – her plot, characters, etc…it all belongs to her.
Author's Note: Aiee, another short chapter! My apologies. Hopefully the next ones will be a bit longer. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please review. I am open to constructive criticism :)
Coming into the common room after the feast, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and I all plopped down onto two couches facing each other. We were sitting the same way as we had been on the train, with Black on the same couch as me and Lupin and Pettigrew together. I watched Lily wistfully as she climbed the stairs to the girls' dormitories.
"You'll get her this year." Sirius promised, putting his arm around my shoulders and grinning at me. He thought my obsession with Lily was hilarious; he couldn't understand why I was so intent on sticking to one girl. He had dated more girls at Hogwarts than either of us could keep track of, and broke his record last year by hooking up with over 30 different girls before final exams.
Just then a group of second year girls walked by, and one of them faltered, doing a double-take toward me and Sirius. I raised one eyebrow, confused as to what they had noticed. It didn't dawn on me until the girl spoke, what our position looked like as Sirius leaned with his arm around me, grinning stupidly in my face.
"Are you guys…" the girl began, her eyes darting back and forth between us, "um, you know…gay?" She whispered the last word. All of her friends stopped with her to stare at us, holding their breath as they waited for our answer. I stifled a laugh, and behind the girls, Remus and Peter sat with their mouths covered, laughter dancing in their eyes. Sirius was definitely going to have fun with this one.
"Why, indeed we are," Sirius answered matter-of-factly, pulling me closer to him. I squirmed a little, uncomfortable at the close contact. Then, shocking me as well as the girls, he wound his arm all the way around my neck, planting a kiss on my lips. I felt an electric shock move between us, and the kiss lingered for a couple seconds. Remembering our audience, I shot back, pulling away from him.
"What the hell?!" I cried, doing my best to sound disgusted. "You kissed me!" I wiped at my lips with my hand, as though trying to get the cooties off. But, for some reason, I was not repulsed. I was, conversely, intrigued by this odd feeling it had brought up in me.
"You know you liked it," Sirius said with a crooked grin. I rolled my eyes, shoving his arm off of my shoulders.
"You really are a stupid git," I told him. "I hope you know that."
The second-years gave us an odd look and scurried off, probably to find someone a little more normal to talk to. The four of us looked at each other, and we couldn't contain it anymore. We all burst out laughing.