Amour

Vingt-six

a/n One use of a slur because snape is a piece of shit

"No." 

"Reeeeeeeemus s'il te plaît!" Sirius cried, throwing chocolate frogs at him. Remus please!

"No, you bought it, you are eating it. I don't need donations." He replied, looking defiantly down at his book. 

James walked over and slapped the book out of his hands, "Eat it, Moony!" 

"Nope." 

"Je vais te le pousser dans la gorge." Sirius grumbled. I will shove it down your throat.

"Don't grumble at me," Remus looked up with narrowed eyes, "Twat." 

"You are being difficult!" Sirius flopped onto his bed. 

"I don't want-" He shivered, "I don't want the chocolate." 

"Remus you just shivered at the thought!" Peter sighed, tucking into his own portion. 

"You know what fine!" He grabbed one of the frogs and bit the head off, "Happy now!? May I read my book in peace?"

He picked the novel up from the floor and went back to his seat by the desks, Sirius stayed quiet for a moment while the others went back to their activities. He wasn't really known for sitting still, though.

He jumped up from the bed and stood behind an oblivious Remus, putting his head on the others shoulder.

"What is this?" He asked, nodding at the book.

"Jane Austin..." Remus ignored him, also trying to ignore how right it felt to have Sirius' head on his shoulder.

"Gah, so many words!" He moved back again and dropped onto the floor. "Snow"

"NO-" Peter jumped up suddenly, "SIRIUS NO-"

Too late.

Sirius lazily waved his wand in the air until the entire dorm was covered in freezing snowflakes.

James was the first to get a snowball in the face.

"OI YOU WANKER, I'M RESEARCHING!"

"Research schmerch." Sirius rolled his eyes, lobbing another Peter. This went on until all three of them were involved in a very high tech snow-war.

"I need a hobby." Remus sighed to himself as he watched Peter try to unstick himself from under a bed.

"I'm like an- ugh- a beached fucking whale!" He groaned, flapping around.

Remus walked over and lifted the bed up, effectively saving the spasming Gryffindor from his doom.

"AH!"

"LOVER!" James cried, dropping to the ground where Sirius was rolling around in pain, "WHATEVER HAVE THESE EVIL SPIRITS DONE TO YOU!? COME OUT I SAY, FACE ME YOU SCOUNDRELS!"

"Sirius what did you do?" Remus walked over, nudging James out the way as he ran his hands over the floor for ghost prints.

"I- I trying to lift bed up and it falls!" He wailed, hand on his chest, "I am never to walk again!"

Remus cast a spell and Sirius suddenly stopped his dramatics.

"Never be minding...HOW ARE YOU TO LIFT THIS SO EASY!?"

Moony strength!, James thought to himself after he was satisfied with the lack of supernatural activity. You see, Remus might not look all jacked on the outside, but morphing into a wolf every month requires some strength to endure.