Incredibly in Love With Remus Lupin

Part One "Remus and Socks"

Many people would admit that this day hadn't been much different from other Saturdays. But, of course as usual, there were some exceptions. Remus Lupin was walking slowly towards the Gryffindor Common Room. He had an unusually sad expression. He jumped through the paiting of the Fat Lady and, without saying a single word, he passed his best friends by (who were mocking at some first years - the kids were trying to catch a toad, which got out of their hands accidentally fifteen minutes ago, still it was fun to watch).

James Potter glanced at the poor toad, next at the two nervous first years breezing along before his eyes, then his gaze fell upon his depressed friend.

"Remus, what the-?" But, unfortunately, he didn't finish asking his question, because of Sirius Black's impatience.

"Hey, mate, tell us about your date!" almost shouted Sirius. Remus stopped in his tracks though he didn't turn around. "Did you kiss? C'mon, Moony, sit down, I wanna hear everything!"

Sirius surely wasn't the one who knew when to say something or not. That's why Remus just shrugged and starting walking up the stairs to their dormitory. James winced and glared at his friend.

"Padfoot, sometimes you should keep your mouth shut! Haven't you noticed that something went wrong?"

"Yeah, sure. Next time I'm arranging him a meeting," Sirius snapped back.

"We're not talking about... Arghh! Whatever! I'm going to check on him. Maybe he really needs to be cheered up."

"Jamie, my friend, I'll go there. I have to apologize to him, you stay here and write the Potion's essay. Wish me luck!"

"He doesn't bite," frowned James.

"Wish he didn't..." sighed Sirius and went upstairs.

Remus was sitting quietly on his four-poster bed, rocking slightly back and forth, He didn't even notice when Sirius went in, closing the door, then walked up to him and sat on the floor, curiousity on his face. Then he moved closer, putting his arms on Remus's knees, resting his head on his hands. He gazed calmly into young werewolf's golden eyes.

"Remmy, I'm sorry," he announced softly.

"No, I should be sorry, I didn't even stop to tell you what'd happened... That's just too weird", said Remus.

"What went wrong?"

"Everything. Every little thing turned out to be huge mistake. And she said so too, she thought I'd be more sociable... Anyways, she was utterly bored with me."

Sirius' jaw dropped.

"Wa-wait a second! I didn't know that someone can be bored with you! And Celia told us that she really liked you! She was begging us for letting her speak to you today."

"She needed your agreement?" Remus chuckled soflty. "As if you were my owners."

"Sounds like it."

"Paddy, mate... I think I'm going to give up girls," murmured Remus, strange glint in his eyes.

"Nah, you wouldn't do that!" grinned Sirius.

"Why not? Just for checking how it is to be... umm... not straight?"

"You're kidding, right?"

"No."

Sirius' insides flipped dangerously.

"Remus? You're pretty sure...?" he mumbled.

The smaller boy looked at him seductively.

"Nope, Paddy. And I'll start from now on. I hope you don't mind...me kissing you..."

Sirius looked in awe as Remus' face was slowly closing the distance between them. He gulped. Then shut his eyes. Let it be. Let little, sweet Moony kiss Padfoot. Let him do it.

He felt something soft brushing against his lips. Was this Remus? He gave in, slowly moving forward, opening his mouth slightly... Next moment, he could hear Remus laugh, and then he opened his eyes just to see James's sock dandling in front of his face. He flushed, stared at in shock, full of disguist, mouth wide opened.

"Ewww!!! Moony, I swear, I'll kill you!!! It stinks!" Sirius roared and started to cough.

Remus couldn't help it, but laugh. The sight of Sirius Black placing a light kiss on James Potter's ugly, stinking sock was priceless!

"Oh, but you looked so sweet!" said Remus, bursting into giggles.

Sirius folded his arms and sat on his own bed, with his back at Moony.

"You humiliated me!"

"Uh-oh, Paddy's pride's been hurt. Yeah... being kissed by a sock... and kissing one. It'd be hard to live with now."

"I'd rather you doing it!"

Ouch! Sirius clapped hand over his mouth. He shouldn't have said that.

"Sorry?" he could hear Remus' undoubtedly shocked voice.

"Ehh... I didn't mean it sounding like that! "Sirius turned around just to see his blushing friend. He put his hand on the back of the head, ruffling his black hair. "See, you don't smell like this sock! You smell nicely. Ekhem... I hope you do," he smirked and saw the pillow making it's way towards him. It hit him squarely on the face.

"If you're so eager to kiss the sock again, here you go!" Remus jumped to him, James's sock hanging again on his wand. He shook it just before Sirius's poor nose. Then he fell to the floor being pulled from his own feet, and they started wrestling, ocassionally throwing sock into the air.

Sirius had to admit that Remus smelled very nice, indeed.

*****

Andromeda Black apparently had heard noises coming from sixth year boys' dormitory, though decided not to come in. Instead of it, she strode into the Common Room, just to see James with his nose nearly touching the parchment he was writing Potion's essay on. She grunted. James didn't respond straight away, Andromeda had to wait a few seconds before he eventually turned to her.

"Hey, Andy!" he greeted her, trying to sound merrily.

"James, what is it about this... noise... up there in your dormitory?" asked Andromeda. "Sounds like Remus and Sirius are having fun there."

"Sirius's cheering Remus up," told her James indifferently, returning to his parchment. Still six inches to finish.

"Ah. If you hadn't told me, I'd still have to think that they're shagging or something. Especially when I'd heard Remus shouting 'Not so fast, Paddy!'"

She had an impression that James was barely listening to her.

"James... You have to go there. Before they'll do any harm to each other Or to the room."

No response.

"OK, so I'm going. Somebody has to interfere. The noise is sorta disturbing and they're very loud. Too loud."

James's head went upwards to see Andromeda smiling. She nudged him.

"If you say so..." said the boy lazily, standing up, gathering all his books, parchments and quill. They went quickly towards his dormitory and stopped dead in front of the door. Giggles, chuckling, mild cursing and whispering could be heard, along with a loud thud. Andromeda did big eyes. James immediately pushed the door open to find himself being attacked by his own knickers. They landed on the top of his head, to be admired by by-passers from the second year.

"Hi there, Andy!" bellowed Sirius, who was sprawled on the floor, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up. "Jamie, nice underwear! Knickers with small red hearts on it! Where's Peter when he's needed? He's got a camera!"

James started to shake, glaring at two of his friends above his glasses.

"Sirius, you're dead..." he whispered.

Andromeda didn't know whether to laugh or not. The whole of James's underwear was lying on the floor and beds, his knickers on his head, Remus and Sirius acting weird, having tears in their eyes from laughter.

When Remus finally got his second wind, he looked apologetically at James.

"We didn't mean to make such a mess... we'll tidy it up, see? Sirius has already started doing it."

Then he collapsed into new series of giggles.

Sirius, in a meantime, went up straight to James and patted him on the back.

"Mate, be happy that Evans hasn't seen that," he said.

"You were supposed to cheer Remus up. Only. And... you did something with my underwear. Sirius, you're really daft."

With these words, James started to laugh himself. Andromeda just stared. Then decided to leave three mad friends alone.

After cleaning the dormitory James decided something too - never leaving Remus alone with Sirius. That meant trouble. Big trouble, indeed. Especially with Sirius' crazy ideas, Hogwarts might have been burnt if somebody hasn't interfered.

"Celia was bored with you?" nearly shouted James, taking a chocokate frog from Peter, who'd finally joined the Marauders after hours spent in the library.

"Jamie, you're repeating yourself," pointed out Sirius, leaning against Remus' bed.

"Yep, that's the fifth time you're saying it," squawked Peter.

"Unbelievable..."

"James you're making it even worse," said Remus loudly. "Could you stop talking about it? Please?"

"As you wish, Remmy," nodded Sirius.

"But..."

"No 'buts' James."

"But...!"

"I said something. Look, Remmy starts to look more depressed than he did before."

James shut his mouth and bit off the head of his frog.

"Thanks, Padfoot," smiled Remus.

"No problem, mate, one hundred Galleons."

"Sirius, you...!"

"Or.. do you prefer to kiss me?" winked Sirius. Peter gaped at them, chewing the chocolate slowly.

Remus went red. But then, he pulled out something from under his own bed.

"Sirius, but you're much better than kissing socks! Have some!"

"Nah, I'd prefer Jamie's knickers! Giv'em to me, Moony, honey!"

"As you wish, Paddy, darling!"

"Guys, are you okay?"

"Sirius Black! Give me back my pants! NOW!!!"

"Hearts for Evans! Let me show here these!"

"SIRIUS!"

"Guys, you're not okay...Better give me your prescriptions."