A/N: Sirius/Lupin slash. You don't like it, don't read it. It's a one-shot, I've mostly just read Harry Potter fanfic, I'm more of a Tamora Pierce-writer, myself, her 'fics are authored by "Delenti"
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all Relations belong only to JK Rowling, the lucky bitch she is.
Lupin rolled over in his four poster bed. It was early morning and the sun crept through the curtains in the Marauders' dormitory. Soleil shone in golden facets off of Hogwart's lake, silhoutting the gamekeeper's hut against the dawn. Moony smiled, it would still be four days until the full moon, and today was a Hogsmeade weekend. The youth sat up groggily, looking at his the empty beds of his friends. There was only one of the marauders left asleep, his best friend, Sirius Black.
Padfoot felt a warm arm over him as he transcended the bridge between wakefulness and sleep. Without thinking, he reached up and pulled the limb over him, and snuggled up against the body. It was strong and tall, and very warm. Sirius dimly noted the fast paced breath against his back, and he snorted and pulled a blanket over the two bodies. Lupin drew a sharp breath. Should he wake his friend up? No… this felt too good. What if Sirius would be disgusted? Instead, Lupin just sat in waiting, absorbing the delicious feeling of his friend against him.
What's going on… thought Sirius. He had opened his eyes, and saw a familiar arm eveloping him. It looked like Moony's… but…
In alarm, Lupin saw Sirius' eyes open. He feigned sleep, and held his breath.
"Moony?" Sirius said gently.
He could fake no longer, "yes?" he answered dolefully.
Sirius turned around to face him, and looked deep into the werewolve's eyes. Padfoot leaned in and engulfed Remus' mouth in a passionate kiss. He put a hand behind Lupin's head and drew the Marauder closer to him, his tongue searching the other boy's mouth eagerly. He parted and looked questioningly to his friend.
"I've waited for that to be okay for a long time," Lupin told him.
"Me too," Padfoot replied.
They were interrupted by a knock, "time for hogsmeade, guys!" James voice was the one ringing out.
Moony smiled and got up from the bed, "coming!" he called, and watched as Sirius got up too. The werewolf granted a fleeting kiss, and pulled his robes over himself, and left the room.
"Finally," Sirius muttered.