Title: Lobster
Author:
mschneider Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Written for:
ifylla and the bath word was "goggles" the possible phrase "It all started the day after Valentine's day..."
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Ummm... books, barely.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Notes: I can't seem to track down whether there was a word minimum, but it's 500+.
Distribution: (May I include it at my bubblefic archive?) Yeah.
It all started the day after Valentine’s day… Remus had taken off into the Prefect’s bathroom to take a nice, relaxing bath (and possibly a swim in the too-huge tub) and avoid the fact that Sirius’ comment the day before had caused his blush to spread through his entire body.
He was joking. Remus knew that, of course, but it didn’t seem to keep him from turning red every time Sirius strolled past. Which happened a lot - seeing as how they were Padfoot and Moony… two of the quartet of troublemakers. Not that Remus caused trouble. Well, not too often anyway.
The door squeaked open. Sirius wriggled through and shut it - “Couldn’t they think of a more original password? It took me all of three guesses.”
“Padfoot - what’re you doing in here?” Remus asked, already feeling the heat rising to his face.
“I’m finding out why you’ve been avoiding me,” He paused. “Why are you wearing goggles?”
“Well… you’re supposed to protect your eyes, when you go underwater.” If possible, he became even redder.
“Right, because bath water is so harmful,” Sirius mumbled, dropping his shirt on the tile next to the bath. Remus attempted to eye him in an unsuspicious way as the rest of his clothing fell to the tile.
“I’m just protecting myself,” he murmured as the other boy slid into the bath water next to him.
“From what? We’re wizards - we can FIX it if you get an eye problem.”
“That’s not the point - the point is that… shut up,” Remus growled.
“I’m right and you know it.” Sirius grinned. “Are you turning into a lobster, or am I just that sexy?”
The question stopped Remus, he gulped. He knew Sirius was still joking - but that didn’t help the fact that he was embarrassed by the question. In all honesty? He did find Sirius sexy. It wasn’t like he thought the same of James, or Peter, or any of the other boys in his year - just Sirius. The way he sauntered down the hallways caused sweat to appear on Remus’ forehead. The talk of the motorcycle he’d get one day made him daydream about riding on the back of it - not for the sake of the motorcycle. He wanted a ride on this future bike so he could hold on - to Sirius.
So, why was a comment like “am I just that sexy?” or yesterdays “You know you want me - EVERYBODY wants me” making him turn incredibly red and embarrassed?
Easy. He appeared to be highly in like, lust, or love with Sirius. Which was he? That was up for debate. Yes, he had a fluttering feeling when Sirius was around now. Yes, he felt a rise in other places, but was he “in love” with his best friend?
Maybe not, but the odd looking he was getting caused him to turn his attention back to the question.
“Well, I can’t turn into a werewolf at will - so, I thought I’d learn how to transform into a lobster.”
Sirius laughed.
“And you’re sexy.”
“Of course I am,” Sirius said, raking a hand through his dampened hair. “I just didn’t know you’d noticed.”
“I did though… notice, I mean.” With a smirk, Sirius moved closer and kissed one of his three best friend’s in a much more than friendly way.
After pulling away, he laughed.
“Would you take off the damn goggles?”