Well, you guys not only made target, you surpassed it! So, read on to see what you have been rewarded with....

James walked into the room a few minutes later, watching Remus eat his chocolate with a look of surprise on his face. "Bloody hell."

"Would you like some chocolate, James? I have around a yard of the stuff, give or take..." Remus grinned, running a finger down the entire length on the bar. "Now. I wonder who could have given me this?" His grin widened, taking another bite of the chocolate bar. "I sincerely hope you've been practicing your waltz, Prongs, because McGonagal will not be happy with an unkempt naked waltz."

"So he gave you chocolate, that doesn't mean anything... Its not like its jewellery..." James grumbled, flopping onto his bed.

"Well, I don't see Lily giving you chocolate." Remus replied smugly, taking a bite from his large stick. James sat up, glancing at the chocolate with a grin on his face.

"That's because I'm the male in our relationship, and its always the stronger partner that gifts chocolate to the submissive one!" James laughed, jumping on his bed.

"That's bollocks, James." Remus scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No its not. Sirius is clearly the dom in your relationship." James smirked, standing opposite Remus with a look of triumph on his face.

"I'm not having this conversation." Remus replied, grabbing a book of his bedside table and flicking through. "And you're wrong."

"I'm most definitely not incorrect. Sirius is like me; he's got to be the male equivalent in your relationship."

"Are you implying you will be the dominant one in your future relationship with Lily?" Remus raised an eyebrow, grinning as James sneered at him.

"More dominant than you." James stuck his tongue out, turning as he heard the door to the dorms open. "PETE!" Peter froze, a deer in the headlights as he recognised that tone of voice. That tone of voice clearly showed that whatever was required of him was not pleasant. Peter shuffled towards the door slowly, before James jumped up, blocking the doorway. "No no no, Pete, my lovely Wormtail, I am in need of your assistance." James smiled, stalking towards Peter as he backed away slowly. "I need your professional opinion. Can you provide me with your fountain of knowledge?"

"..." Peter, looking from James to Remus back to James again, nodded nervously, looking very very confused.

"Fantastic! In the friendship between Sirius and Remus, who is the more dominant individual?" James asked, an interested look plastered upon his face.

"Err...Why?"

"The reasons for my curiosity are not important. Anyway, who do you think, Sirius or Remus?" Peter looked confused, so James continued, as Remus buried his head into his pillows in embarrassment. "Say the two of them were to get drunk and accidentally have sex. Who would be on top?"

"James!" Remus hissed, throwing his pillow at the pureblood's head.

"I don't feel comfortable answering that question." Peter squeaked, trying desperately to get around James. Remus interfered, trying to talk to Peter from where he sat across the room.

"Peter, you don't have to answer it if you don't -"

"You don't have a choice! Choose now!" James shouted over Remus, looming over Peter.

"Err..."

"NOW!"

"Remus? Because he's all wolfy and the wolf is stronger at full moons and Sirius usually does whatever Remus asks of him and I'm guessing by the look on your face I've said the wrong answer?" Peter rambled, scrunching up as he spotted the look of displeasure on James's face.

"Yes. Yes you have." James frowned, dragging a hand through his hair tiredly.

"... may I leave now?"

"Yes. Yes you may." Peter darted round James, scurrying out of the door rapidly with a quick embarrassed wave at Remus.

Remus sat quietly on his bed, munching on his chocolate contentedly as James sagged. "Sirius would agree with me." James huffed, sitting down on the bed next to Remus and breaking off some chocolate for himself.

"Maybe." Remus conceded, putting the chocolate away beneath his bed before he leant close to James, grinning wickedly. "But that's just because he hasn't experienced submission, Moony style." James shuddered, and Remus darted out the room, jogging down the stairs.

"Remus! Did you really have to give me that mental image?!" James winced, throwing himself down the stairs and rugby tackling Remus. "That's just not nice." He huffed, punching Remus on the arm as he loomed over him.

Remus laughed, before a high pitched voice broke through the common room. "Potter! What on Earth do you think you're doing to poor Remus?!? You could have injured him!"

"Lily, I don't need protecting." Remus grinned, watching James virtually jump off him as Lily approached. The fiery redhead ignored him, walking up to James and poking him in the chest.

"You are not to do that again." She hissed, poking him at each word for emphasis.

"Yes Evans. May I say you are looking positively ravishing?" James grinned sheepishly, running a hand through his hair hopefully.

"No you may not." Lily huffed, blowing her hair out of her eyes. "And don't drag your hand through your hair, you idiot! It looks better when you just leave it alone." Lily walked away, skirt swaying as she sashayed out of the common room.

"And I'm the submissive one?" Remus smirked from his position on the floor, prompting a clip around the ear from James. "Careful, Potter, wouldn't want Lily to tell you off again!" He grinned more, accepting a hand that was offered down. James helped him half way up, before dropping him to the floor again.

"And that's what you get for being smart with me." James huffed, before his legs were taken from under him by Remus' ankle.

"And that's what you get for being hopeless." Remus imitated, sticking his tongue out. "Come on, we've got Astronomy in a few minutes. Lets just agree that I'm right and be done with it." Remus grinned as he climbed slowly to his feet, James following suit.

"As if." James replied, smirking. "However, I would rather like to forget the details surrounding your sex life, if you may, so we shall agree that you are just asexual and be done with the whole hurrah." James announced, walking out of the common room and dragging Remus with him, singing at the top of his voice to avoid any arguments Remus might have.

The Astronomy class was winding down before the clock struck 10, the dark winter nights allowing for all the mapping to be done well before the usual late hours that were required in the summer. James, Remus and Sirius stood together, enjoying the relatively mild winter night, before they were interrupted by another voice.

"Remus! How are you today?" An anonymous Ravenclaw smiled, James and Sirius frowning as they struggled to remember her name. Behind her stood three other girls, large near-bursting book-bags signifying they were also Ravenclaws.

"Good evening Emily. I am well, thank you, how are you?" Remus smiled in response, turning away from a bemused Sirius to smile at the Ravenclaw sixth year.

"I am brilliant, however seeing you always makes things that bit better!" Emily smiled, resting a hand on Remus' arm lightly. "Anyway, I was just talking to Mme Pince, and she mentioned that you had the library's copy of The Secrets of The Perfect Wand Movement - great to find a fellow Alberto Calvari enthusiast! Anyway, we were wondering if you'd like to join us in the library on tuesday for a discussion of some of his other works for extra charms credit?"

"Reeeemus! Amuse me!" Sirius interrupted, hopping lightly in an attempt to regain Remus' attention.

"Give me a moment, Pads. A discussion with you lovely ladies would be very nice indeed." Remus smiled, reaching into his bookbag to dislodge Emily's hand from his arm.

"Fantastic! Is there any time that would be more convenient for you?" One of the other girls asked, stepping forward to smile at Remus.

"Emma, Remus is terribly busy and -"

"- how does tomorrow evening sound?"

"Don't make me do this, Lupin..." Remus threw an exhasperated glance at Sirius, before grinning slightly.

"Even better, we could skip the Quidditch match on Sunday; Gryffindor are only playing Hufflepuff, I'm sure my presence won't be missed..." Remus smiled, curious as to what would happen. James gasped, horrified that someone would choose intellectual conversation over quidditch.

"Aguamenti localis situlas!" Sirius yelled, and immediately small buckets appeared above each Ravenclaw girls' head, sloshing water onto them repeatedly. Squeals broke out, and Sirius watched with a smug grin as the Ravenclaws became more and more drenched, until the sound of a strong Ravenclaw voice, accompanied by a strong Ravenclaw wand, made his brow furrow.

"Reverso!" Emily shouted, waving her wand towards Sirius. The buckets over the three girl's heads shifted, shooting through the night sky to position themselves above Sirius, Remus and James.

"Oh! Remus, I'm so sorry -"

"- we only meant to get Black! Here, let me take your shirt -"

"-no no, let me -" Sirius huffed as the girls swarmed around Remus, and reached in to grab his arm.

"Leave him the hell alone." Sirius growled as James reversed the spell, the buckets collapsing in on themselves. A cold wind hit and all 6 drenched students shivered, the girls glaring at Sirius as they apologised again to Remus and ran inside.

James waved his wand, attempting to dry the three of them, before huffing as he realised the Ravenclaws had made drying by magic impossible. Shivering against the wind, James crossed his arms, glaring at both Remus and Sirius.

"This is why we say NEVER PRANK RAVENCLAWS, Padfoot!" James huffed, shaking his head to dislodge some of the water. "Remus Lupin, what were you thinking saying that you might skip Quidditch!?! BLASPHEMY! To the dormitory with both of you!" James marched them both away, Remus and Sirius grinning sheepishly at one another as their teeth chattered from the cold.

Upon reaching the dorm, James shook his head, ridding his hair of more of the water. "Bagsie the bathroom!" He charged towards the door, puddles forming in his wake as he slammed the door soundly.

Remus looked over at Sirius, noticing the puddle of water developing at his feet. "We need to get out of these wet clothes."

"Yes mama Moony." Sirius smirked, nudging Remus with his shoulder. "You can have 'the room', I'll change in my bed; it requires far better balance, and bless you Moony, your balance isn't the best." Sirius grabbed his pajamas from the end of the bed, grinning as he closed the curtains. Popping his head out from between them, he winked at Remus. "No peeking now, Rem. I know I'm irresistible and all, but we haven't even had coffee together yet!"

"We have coffee together every morning, Sirius." Remus raised an eyebrow, grabbing a towel and rubbing it through his hair.

"Besides the point. We haven't 'had coffee'." Sirius grinned, popping his head back inside his bed. "Yet."

"Right." Remus grinned, turning away from Sirius's closed curtains. Desperate to get out of the sopping wet clothes, he grabbed his own pajamas, whipping the uniform off rapidly.

"Oh for fucks -" Remus glanced over his shoulder as he heard a struggle, eyes wide as he spotted a naked Sirius clawing onto his curtain desperately as he fell away from his bed. Landing on the floor on his front, Sirius grabbed a pillow from the bed, covering his dignity.

Remus raised an eyebrow as Sirius froze, holding a pillow protectively over his groin as he rolled onto his back. Remus moved towards him, holding his pajamas precariously over his own privates as he tried to prevent the bubbles of laughter from flowing over.

"Er..." Both Remus and Sirius jumped at a noise from the door, and looked over to see a very confused, slightly bemused Peter. "I'll, er, just... um..." Remus looked down, realising both he and Sirius were in states of undress, and dripping in water. Sirius seemed to reach the same conclusion rather quickly, and his eyes widened in realisation.

"Oh! We weren't..." Remus started, before Sirius overtook.

"No! We got wet and I just fell and happened to be naked and Remus also happened to be naked and then, well..."

"Okay..." Peter stated worriedly, grabbing his charms book and backing out of the room. "I'll just... er... leave you to your nudity..."

As Peter left, both Sirius and Remus were immersed in silence, Remus trying desperately hard not to stare at Sirius' statuesque body, completely ignorant to the fact Sirius was staring at him rather unabashedly. "Right. I'm going to... get dressed..." Remus mumbled, eyes anywhere but Sirius as he shuffled backwards towards his bed.

"That sounds like a rather grand idea, though considerably less fun than some other options!" Sirius laughed, voice cracking slightly as he stood up and moved towards his own bed. "Its a shame we don't have some of those large burlesque fans, Moony. I could have put on quite a show for you." He winked, closing the curtains around his bed once more.

Biting his lip forcefully to prevent a moan slipping from his mouth, Remus jumped into his own bed and threw his bed clothes on, mumbling about attractive idiots who were too damn sexy for their own good.

Meanwhile...

James stood in the bathroom, fully dried and slightly worried.

He had peeked into the dormitory mere moments before, at the sound of a loud smash, followed by Peter's voice. Glancing between the door and the wall, he could see both Remus and Sirius, who were both naked, making the sound of Peter's voice evermore confusing. Neither spotted his voyeurism, Remus far too caught up in staring pointedly at the ceiling, whilst Padfoot's eyes never left Moony.

His eyes were virtually crawling over Remus' skin, tracing each droplet of water from the werewolf's collarbone, down along his ribs, until it curled at his hip, running down his leg so, so slowly. Sirius' eyes returned upwards just as desperately, mapping out every inch of Remus' body in those few brief moments, until they rested on his face. Sirius stared unashamedly, safe in the knowledge Remus was too distracted to notice him, and examined his face with awed intensity.

It was a glance that sent tremors of fear running down James' spine. That was not a look that suggested Padfoot was going to be patient. That was a look that said Padfoot was going to be jumping Moony in a very very short time span. Which meant Lily had to jump James in an even shorter time span. The likelihood of this unprecedented display of love by Lily was mighty low.

Desperate times called for desperate measures.

James Potter, master of spontaneity, was going to make a plan. And God damn, It would be the best romancing Lily plan ever.

*stares at review count*

*looks up at reviewers with tears in eyes*

I have never, in my entire 5 years of being on ffnet, had one chapter of a new story received so well. 34 reviews from just 200 hits, bloody hell. You guys rock so hard it actually hurts.

I know this one's not going to get quite the same amazing response (purely as there's only so much naked Remus/Sirius I can sneak in before it gets boring) but, if you have a spare moment, please do drop a line :)

Poor Peter, he always seems to walk in at the wrong time!