A/N:
I dedicate this one to my darling beta and plot-bunny for this story "LaFilleSurLePont" (yes she hands me a plot and then I get to write it in my own way ;)

The Plot: Remus is in love with Sirius and James is the only one who knows. Now he has devised a plan to get Sirius jealous, in order to make the boy's real feelings towards Remus show.
Couples: LMxRL, JPxRL, SBxRL (don't worry Remus isn't actually a slut in this fic.) and of course JPxLE (how could it not be.)
Before we begin, I disclaim. I own nothing but my own fantasies.
This one is rated M for up-coming chapters (-cough-next chapter hopefully-cough-) So don't fret :)

FYI: I think this will be a 5-6 chapter-story... or maybe more... Haven't really decided yet. Please let me know if you think the pace is too fast or too slow! All reviews are truly appreciated :) -getting on with it-

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Operation Seduce Sirius

The atmosphere in the Great Hall had changed. It was all too quiet.

Remus and James were walking next to each other towards their house table for breakfast. This was not unusual. It was not nearly enough to cause the students around them to succumb to silence. However, Remus Lupin and James Potter, walking towards their house table, holding hands, was enough to make almost every head in the Hall turn to look at them. But Remus Lupin and James Potter couldn't care less. They were all too busy giggling, exchanging looks, and all too interested in one particular person's reaction. This person being none other than Sirius Black.
James abruptly stopped in the middle of the Hall, tugging on Remus's arm, jolting the blushing boy into a tight embrace.

"Oh my, James." Remus giggled teasingly. "What would the teachers say?"

James thoughtfully brushed back a string of hair from his friend's face. "I think they would say something like: There goes a lucky man with his werewolf… And of course they would be jealous of all the crazy, mind-blowing sex we must be having."

"Shhh!" Remus hushed, pinching James lightly on his arm. "They might hear us!" Remus put on his best "seriously-be-serious"-face and looked James straight in the eyes. "James… I can't see anything but the entrance… is Sirius..?"

"Looking at us?"

"…Yeah."

"Well…" James squinted. "Peter looks like he's been snorting milk out of his nose, which he probably has…" Remus dug his nails into the palm of his friend's hand. "Alright, alright, I'm getting there!" He squinted once more, taking his time.

"Crap." he finally managed to croak.

"What?" Remus thought all their plotting and planning had come to and end.

"He looks pissed."

Remus flinched and was about to turn when James stopped him.

"No!" he hissed. "You can't look at him now Moony… And by Merlin, wipe that smug look off your face!... This isn't funny!" Actually, James did seem kind of worried, which made Remus worry as well.

"James, what's wrong?"

"I… I think he wants to kill me…" He whimpered. "…Oh my God. He's seriously going to kill me!"
Remus snorted. "Sirius wouldn't kill you, you prat."

"Well you can't see the look on his face, can you? You would think I was an equal to Snivellus!... Oh bludgers..."

"What? What's happening?" Remus could feel James's body twitch nervously.

"He's coming this way, damnit!" He quickly wiggled out of their embrace, but still held Remus's hand tightly in his own. Remus could finally see why James was so distressed. Sirius was walking, almost prowling, towards them, looking as menacing as the grim reaper himself. The two of them just stood there, watching Sirius closing in on them. And finally, he was there, towering above.

Remus cleared his throat awkwardly. "Hi, Sirius… er… what's up?"

Sirius glared at the werewolf for a brief second before turning his intent gaze upon James.
"I was wondering the same thing, actually..." If looks could kill, then the one he was giving James would've stabbed the poor boy right through the heart, twisting the dagger.
James tightened his hold on Remus's hand. Sirius, noticing this, narrowed his eyes in a way that would've made a harpie shiver. Without thinking, he snatched Remus's hand away from James's and held it securely in his own.

Both boys' eyes widened at their friend's action. But James wouldn't cave in that easily.

"What do you think you're doing!" he rigidly took back the hand which he felt was somehow 'rightfully' his. The battle of the hands had begun.
Sirius gruffly tried to seize the limp hand of the boy standing in between, but James held it beyond his reach.

'If James is going to be a prat about this…' he thought, 'then so am I.' He took a small step back, and flung his hair back, like a whip sounding through the air.
"You tell me."

James's other hand made for his head, ruffling his hair like he always did when he was cornered or nervous. Sirius seized the opportunity to take possession once again over the soft hand they were fighting over. At this point, James couldn't care less if Sirius really did want to kill him, which he probably did. Nostrils flaring, he took a step forward, standing barely an inch away from the black-haired boy's face. "Give me my hand back."

Sirius snorted. "Your hand? Don't make me laugh, Prongs." He sneered. "This isn't your hand."

Now it was James's turn to sneer. "Well, what if it is?"

For a fleeting moment he saw the intimidating façade of Sirius Black falter. Remus felt it too. Even if it only was for one second, he felt Sirius loosen his grip on his hand, only to tighten it more fiercely than before, almost hurting him. He took a sharp intake of breath, realizing he had been holding it during all this time. But before he'd managed to return his breathing to a normal pace, Sirius feebly let go of his hand.

"Fine." He growled between clenched teeth. "Fine!" That being his final words, Sirius stalked out of the Great Hall, muttering incoherently beneath his breath, and roughly shoving other students out of his way.

They both stood dumbfounded for a second, watching as Sirius disappeared. Remus finally shook himself back to reality, and dragged James with him, forcing him to sit down and eat. James still seemed quite shaken, but started acting like his normal self once he'd begun shoving food into his mouth.After clearing his plate, he leaned back with a look of outmost content.

"Well that was quite the experience, wouldn't you say Moony?"

Remus didn't answer. He was deep in thought. Until now it had been James who had concocted their little schemes against the fellow Marauder. Now, he felt, it was his turn to advance.

"Why the smug look on your face?"

"Eh?" Remus hadn't realized that he'd been showing all his emotions on the outside. "I was just thinking…" he let his grin speak for itself.

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If James Potter hadn't been so occupied fearing for his life, he would've noticed that the eyes of his friend Padfoot weren't the only ones which had been shining with rage during the little encounter in the Great Hall.

One Lily Evans, the supposed love of his life, had been sitting at the Gryffindor Table, watching the whole thing. She had been somewhat baffled when she first noticed that they were holding hands. Then her face turned into one of confusion at the gentle embrace James had given Remus. Slowly, but firmly, the confusion had turned into one of pure, genuine fury. Soon enough her eyes were shooting daggers at the boy who had done nothing but pester her with his "love and devotion" every single time they met.

If Sirius's look could've killed, then hers would've maimed, and then thrown in a couple of hexes and unforgivable curses on top of that. Then maybe, if he was lucky enough, she would've finished him off, before jumping gleefully on his mutilated corpse.
As the two boys sat down by the table, Lily quickly stood up and walked unnoticed out of the Hall. She didn't know how much longer she could resist the urge to hex James into oblivion, and as a Prefect, it would be rather unfitting, she thought.

She slumped down into a chair in the library, taking out her Potions notes. But it was already too late, when she noticed she'd ruined her perfectly functioning notes with small scribbles and drawings of a certain boy with glasses, getting hit by a bludger in very awkward ways. She groaned, putting her head into her hands.

'Why is this getting to me?' Sure it was nice not to get mentally molested by Potter every time they met. But he'd been alarmingly distant during the last couple of weeks. Too polite for his own well-being, she thought, but also cold.

'Well," she thought soberly. "At least now I know the reason for it. James likes Remus." Even in her head it didn't sound right. She choked down her laughter.

'James? Like Remus Lupin? It's preposterous!'

Now, having had the time to cool off, her rational mind began to take over again. There had to be something she was missing. Her mind started playing the scene in the Great Hall over and over again. But her eyes had been so focused on James that she hadn't seen nothing but him… Then realization dawned on her.

'Oh God…'

Very unlike her usual behaviour, she banged her head against the table, thankful that no one else was there to see it. 'This is not happening. I do not like James Potter! I do absolutely not like that harassing, four-eyed, conceited git! I like-…' But she was cut of by another annoying voice in her head. 'But James doesn't like me anymore… he likes Remus.'

But still, there was something wrong. 'James can't like Remus…I have to make sure of it.' A hint of a smile reached her mouth. 'James never could turn me down before, what makes me think he will now? At least it's worth a try…'

And with that, she left the library, and walked towards her first lesson, Potions.

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Sirius intentionally avoided his friends all day. During classes he yanked Peter away, dragging the boy to sit with him at a table as far away from the two remaining Marauders as possible. Every now and then he cast fuming glares at James. Said person, had recovered admirably since breakfast, and made it his business to keep a firm hold of Remus's hand whenever he got the chance. But, he always made sure that Sirius noticed.
Sirius, of course, noticed. He hadn't really figured out why he noticed, but he was confident that being angry at James was somehow justified.

The day came and went without any further incidents. Sirius had even continued to avoid his friends during dinner, and had walked around the castle until he thought it would be safe to go up to the dormitory to sleep, without having to bare the sight of James's – 'probably sweaty' he snorted – hand clutching Moony's delicate one. He shuddered at the audacity, and entered the dorm. He regretted it instantly.

Peter's curtains were shut. 'Probably already asleep…' Then his eyes came to linger at Remus's bed. It was empty, and looked as if no one had been sleeping in it for ages. Before Sirius could come up with a reason to why Remus wasn't asleep, he heard muffled sounds from behind the curtains of James's four-poster. Sirius stood confused for a moment, before he could make out who the voices belonged to.

'What are James and Remus doing in James's bed? Moony's never been in James's bed before… well… never alone.' He listened intently, trying to hear what they were doing. Afterwards, he wished he hadn't.

"I loved holding your hand today Moony…" James's voice, and Remus's giggles, rung out from behind the curtains. "You have such nice hands…"

Sirius staggered backwards, almost hitting the door.

Remus continued to giggle. "Well Prongs, you know what else hands can do?" The last part was a whisper, but Sirius heard it as clearly as he had been spoken to, face to face. He also heard the unmistakeable sound of sheets being ruffled, and James's hefty laughter.

"My my, Mr Prongs. I didn't know you were ticklish over there…Let's see where else you might be ticklish, shall we?"

Sirius jolted backwards so hard he hit the door behind him. He looked around, eyes livid. He grabbed the first thing he could get a hold of and threw it as hard as he could at the four-poster. Not wanting to bare the consequences of his actions he forced the door open, and rushed out of the dormitory as fast as he could.

As the door slammed shut, James's flustered head poked out from behind the curtains.

"He's gone." He said, voice filled with glee, as his head returned to face the fellow Marauder. "That was brilliant, Moony. Bloody brilliant!"

"It had quite the effect, hadn't it?" Remus chuckled as he fiddled with the pillow Sirius desperately had thrown at them. "Think we can risk taking off the Silencing Spell from Wormtail's bed yet?"

"Nah, leave it. As long as we remember to wake him up in the morning."

"I suppose…"

"Moony…"

Remus looked up into James's friendly face.
"He'll come around. I promise you." Before adding, not all too friendly. "He's about to crack. I just know it!"

Remus smiled.

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It was Saturday. James had been shining with his absence during the whole day, but Remus didn't really care. Tonight was the full moon, and he was busy lying in bed all day, gathering his strength.

"Hey Moony."

Looking up from his book, Remus sees Sirius enter the dorm and throw himself on his bed opposite of Remus's.

"Hullo." He says, turning back to the pages. He hears Sirius sigh heavily. He rolls his eyes, but puts the book down just the same, and shifts to look at his friend.

"What's wrong Padfoot?"

Sirius meets his gaze swiftly, before looking up to continue his examination of the ceiling.
"Er…nothing."

Remus snorts. "Nothing is it? And that's why you're giving up the chance to harass me while I'm enjoying this," -he taps his fingers on the book- "utterly tedious piece of literature? I don't think so. Now spill it."

Sirius gives him a hesitative smile. "Well I was just thinking… about tonight that is..."

"And?"

"And if I should be there, or not."

"What?" Remus sits up, a worried look creeping upon his fair features. "Aren't you going to be there? You are going to be there right?"

Sirius hadn't expected Remus's voice to sound so hurt. He too sits up and smiles reassuringly at the boy in front of him.

"Of course I'm gonna be there! I just thought… well that, maybe you didn't want me there…that's all."

"Then don't scare me like that! And why wouldn't I want you to be there? I mean… Padfoot is the most important thing in the world to m-…to Moony." He blushes, dearly hoping it doesn't show as much as it feels. "Now may I please return to my book?"

"Hah! You would think so. But no." Before he knows it, Sirius's hand has locked itself in a tight grip around his wrist. Remus meets the grey eyes, which he is surprised to see, are merely an inch away from his own.

"Er…"

"Do you have the nerve to think that I will leave you in the hands of that 'utterly tedious piece of literature' as you so well put it? Oh you are mistaking."

Remus throat has gone uncomfortably dry, he thinks. He makes an attempt to lick his lips instead, which only results in an impish grin from the other boy.

"Er…" he tries again.

"You've been up here all day. And James is missing. I've been so bored and lonely, Moony. Lonely!"

"Might do you some good." Remus croaks.

"No." Sirius shakes his head. "Nothing good can ever come out of being bored and lonely. I shudder to think about it. The horror!"

"Oh come off it Padfoot. And don't give me those eyes!"

"…"

"…"

"…please?"

"Arrgh. Okay. Let's go do something fun then."

"Kitchens are fun? And someone's got to take care of you. You haven't eaten anything all day. You might wither up and die. Not eating can do that to a man…Come on." He says while pulling Remus up from the bed, dragging him by his wrist. When they reach the portrait-hole, however, they run into a rather dazed-looking James, hair more ruffled than usual, and a rather smug-looking Lily Evans.

"Out of the way, Potter!" Sirius shrieks as he bumps into his friend's shoulder.

"Ouch! Hey! Where are you two going?" James shouts back.

"Kitchens!" Sirius answers. "See you tonight! Dorm! Eight o'clock sharp! Be late and I'll hex you!"

Remus only has time to give the two dazed figures an apologizing look before he gets pulled away and out of sight.

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A/N: YES! I feel like a good person, getting this chapter finally posted. Sorry for the long wait. Been busy, all I can say. Problem is I'm going away for a little more than a week and won't have the time to commence Phase 04 for a while.. It's bad! But it will be finished, eventually ;)

And it has come to my knowledge that you cannot answer reviewers? Okay, so be it then… You can however submit your e-mail if you happen to have any questions.

It won't stop me from giving you all a great load of T H A N K S and hugs for the LOVELY reviews I've gotten so far:D I get all happy and giddy every time I check my mail :) And if I'm sitting in school I start laughing and smiling like a complete dolt and everyone ask me what's up… and then I have to tell them I write fan fiction á la RemusxSirius and they never understand… but you all understand! And it's lovely :) Just wanted to say. Now be gone with the rant. –hugs to all- (and keep on reviewing :)

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