"Bugger! This will be the death of me." Remus moans grudgingly at his text books.
"Is that my Moony, finally admitting he's been defeated by his beloved books? I never thought I'd see the day." Sirius asks as he pokes his head out from behind a bookcase.
"No, not yet. Just a temporary moment of weakness while reloading my ammo. I refuse to go down without a decent fight." Remus says, matter-of-factly.
"Potions?" Sirius asks, taking up a chair next to his friend.
"I'm rubbish and OWLs are in less than two months." Remus looks quite defeated despite his previous threats.
"OWLs are ages from now, Moonyface. Rubbish or not, you've got plenty of time. Come out to Hogsmeade with me, James and Pete."
"Easy for you to say. You barely crack your books and are brilliant in everything." Remus moans.
"Moony, I can hardly help if I was born this brilliant. Jealousy doesn't suit you." Sirius manages to curse his family in blood with one simple mocking flip of his hair.
"Son of a bitch," Remus smirks.
"That I am. That reminds me, I must investigate what it was exactly that crawled up her arse and died all those years ago, so I know to steer clear of it. I hope it's not hereditary." Sirius smiles playfully then adds in a more serious tone, "Let me help you study, Rem."
Remus sighs in reply, wondering if the sentence was declarative or interrogative.
"Come on, Moony, it'll be fun," Remus can hear the smile in Sirius' voice while he watches him wink playfully and nudge him in the arm.
Remus lets his head lean forward in defeat knowing that Sirius won't take, "No" for an adequate answer until he hits the desk with a louder than expected "thud."
Sirius smiles and gently takes Remus' chin in his hand and lifts up his head. He presses his lips lightly to the middle of the growing red spot on his forehead. "Tonight. Nine o'clock. Right here. I'm getting you a passing Potions grade. Oh, and we're leaving the common room in fifteen minutes." Remus just watches, expressionless as his friend smiles at him and walks out of the library as if he there were springs built in to his feet.
To be continued...