I've fixed the thing with the scene changes now. This really hates asterisks, doesn't it...

"What are you looking at, Moony?" Sirius inquired of his friend, referring to the textbook he was reading as they sat beneath the beech tree by the lake on a lazy late-September afternoon.

"It's a muggle biology book Mum sent to me. She thought I'd find it interesting." Remus replied.

Sirius scratched his head in puzzlement.

"Why would you want to read something like that? Muggles have really weird ideas about that sort of stuff. You'll just confuse yourself."

Remus laughed "Just because you can't differentiate between charms and transfiguration doesn't mean everyone else is so scatter-brained."

Sirius raised an eyebrow as he glanced over at Peter Pettigrew, who was trying to find his divination textbook, despite the fact that he was already clutching it in his chubby hand.

"Me, scatter-brained? Au contraire! Just look at Wormtail, for example. His brain is so scattered that pieces of it can be found in Peru." Peter paused as he heard his name mentioned. He saw the book in his hand and blushed. Sirius laughed again when he saw in the corner of his eye James Potter, his best friend, actually on his knees in front of Lily Evans, begging her to go with him into Hogsmeade the next weekend. He nudged Remus and pointed at James and Lily. Remus laughed like he hadn't done since last year as Lily slapped James so hard that they heard the echoes from their vantage point by the beech tree.

"He is so pathetic! She will never in a million years go out with him. Not even if he begs her for the rest of his life." Sirius paused "Wait a minute… Orgasms? Maybe the muggles deserve more credit than we give them, eh Moony?" He leered at Remus as he read over his shoulder.

"You are such a nymphomaniac. It says organisms, for Merlin's sake." Remus said rolling his eyes at his sex-crazed friend.

"She said no, but I can tell that she wants me." James said as he rejoined them, an obvious hand shaped red mark on his left cheek. Peter and Sirius sniggered.

"Prongs, the mark on your cheek says something totally different." Sirius said shaking his head slowly.

"Yeah, but it won't be long before she's leaving similar marks on my other cheek…" James waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Peter looked puzzled at that.

"What do you-? Oh. Real nice, Prongs. Very classy." Even Remus had to laugh at Peter's stupidity.

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Sirius paused in his writing as Donna Goodman walked past his desk. Her ample backside and even larger chest had always been something of a fascination for him and probably most other males in his year. As she put a balled up piece of paper in the rubbish bin at the front of the History of magic classroom, he cast a quick charm in her direction which caused her to drop the pen she held loosely in her right hand. He stared transfixed as she bent over to pick it up. Then suddenly, BAM! Professor Binns whacked Sirius' desk with a ruler, causing him to jump nearly a foot in his chair.

"May I ask what is so much more interesting than my class, Mr. Black?" The professor said, though he didn't seem to care in the least.

"Er, nothing, sir. I was just..."

"Just thinking about the five points I have now taken from Gryffindor house?" Sirius could have sworn that he saw a flicker of pure pleasure on the ghost's face. Professor Binns returned to his own desk just as the bell rang to signal the end of the current period, and the beginning of lunchtime. Sirius threw his books into his bag and hurried out of the room, silently thankful that they had not been given homework because of him. Damn these stupid hormones! He thought to himself, as Remus caught up with him.

"You really are a horny-"

"Hey guys, wait up!" James called out as he and Peter finally managed to get out into the packed hallway. Sirius looked back at them and shouted back

"Kind of difficult right now, we'll save you a couple of seats in the great hall!" He turned back to continue walking and crashed into Remus. Everyone in the hallway except for Sirius and Remus seemed to freeze in that moment. Sirius looked into Remus' face and was shocked at the tenderness he felt as he gazed into those beautiful amber eyes. He inhaled deeply. Never before had he realized how his friend's faint scent of musk was so… arousing. He felt a sudden urge to swoop down on Moony and kiss him to within an inch of his life. He started to move even closer… Sirius shook his head to clear it. He couldn't afford to start doing that in public places, not with his reputation to protect. Reluctantly, he pulled away and realized that throughout his strange experience they had both ceased to move.

"Er, we should probably hurry up so that we can get our usual seats…" Remus said, breaking the now awkward silence.

"Oh… yeah." Sirius cursed himself inwardly for being such a fool. They moved on quickly, reaching the Gryffindor table just ahead of James and Peter. When he sat down, Sirius noticed James (who had sat down beside him) smirking at him.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" he asked quietly, hoping that what had happened between him and Remus hadn't been obvious. James just shook his head and grabbed a large cheese and tomato sandwich off a nearby pile, smiling a in such a smug manner that Sirius was sorely tempted to punch him with all his strength. Instead, he turned his mind to the Hogsmeade trip next Saturday. His supply of dung bombs was getting dangerously low.

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"Wow," Remus said "that is really huge, Padfoot." He was referring, of course to the house Sirius had managed to build with his exploding cards (you naughty little minx, you!).

"I know," he replied "it's the biggest I've ever made without it blowing up." They stood and stared at it for nearly two minutes before a first year opened the portrait hole, causing a slight breeze to make its way to the corner of the common room in which Sirius' huge creation stood. With a loud bang it exploded, scorching Remus' eyebrows. He cursed and made his way up to the bathroom while Sirius howled with laughter to see his friend's blackened brows.

Remus sighed as he looked in the bathroom mirror. As he cast a quick charm to regrow his eyebrow hair, he thought back to the way Sirius had laughed at him. He didn't know why, but it seemed to cut him deeply as he dwelled upon it. If it had been James or Peter laughing at him he wouldn't have minded. But there was just something about the way Sirius had made him feel so dejected. It was strange. He had only ever felt this way when a girl he had had a crush on laughed at him when he fell backwards into a puddle in their first year. Surely this was not the same thing. This was Padfoot, not some girl he had taken a fancy to.

"Hey Remus, McGonagall's looking for you," said a sixth-year poking his head around the door frame "She didn't say why."

"Thanks" Remus replied, wondering what the teacher of transfiguration could possibly want to see him about. He gritted his teeth and went downstairs and out the portrait hole, trying to avoid catching Sirius' eye. He knew that looking at the strangely, innately gorgeous animagus would only make him feel worse.

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