Wolfstar oneshots// Vol 2

Are you flirting with me? (Have been for the whole day, but thanks for asking)

Hey!! Okay so first things first, TW for Snape and Trigger warning for a drink being spiked. They really should ban love potions at hogwarts, they're horrible. I hope this is okay??? Okay enjoy!!

Severus grimaced as he approached the gryffindor table. He gripped tightly to the vial he had in his hand, coming up with ideas on how he would manage to slip the potion into Lupin's cup. How has he gotten roped into doing this anyway? It wasn't even his idea. He was just the only bloke smart enough not to muck up brewing a love potion.

"Lupin." Severus said, "Did you do your part of Slughorns work?"

It was just an unfortunate coincidence that slughorn had put them as partners for the latest project in class.

His words gained the attention of Lupin and all his annoying friends. This was good. He could just murmur an incantation and put the potion in his drink.

"Of course I did snape. Do you want to work on it today or something?" Lupin was frowning as he spoke, but he did leave his cup on the table unsupervised. Good.

"You really have nothing better to do than bother remus, isn't it Snape? Maybe you could invest that time into getting shampoo." Sirius said with a snarky tone to his voice, earning a laugh from Pettigrew and a grin from Potter.

No matter. Snape had done what he came to do.

"Let's work on the potion on Wednesday, after lunch." Snape said and he gave Remus no time to reply. He simply turned and left.

***
Remus frowned at the dark haired man as he left and turned back to his breakfast.

"That was bloody weird, wasn't it?" James said as he took a bite of his oats.

"Very." Remus said and then took a sip of his coffee. It was quite sweet today, had he not paid attention and put too much sugar?

He glanced at his watch and grabbed a scone to go, he was going to be late for his study date with Lily.

***
Sirius pursed his lips as he shaded in the shadows on his drawing, gripping the pencil tight enough to leave dents on his fingers. He felt himself relax, his shoulders sagging. He glanced up for a brief moment and immediately made eye contact with Remus. He looked down at his drawing once more.

Wait. What?

He looked back up again and immediately made eye contact with Remus. That was strange. Was Remus ... staring at him? He raised his eyebrows and Remus winked at him and finally looked away and set his gaze to his book.

What the bloody hell was that?

***
Sirius shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked to the quidditch field. What had that been in the morning? Sirius tried to ignore the warm feeling he'd felt when he'd caught Remus' eyes on him. He wasn't going to get ahead of himself and assume that it had meant anything but ...

He joined the team on the pitch and scowled as James ordered 30 pushups. He loved James but sometimes, he really was a pain in the ass.

"Kingsley! Stop slacking, 10 more pushups."

Sirius finished with his own and lay down on the grass, needing to catch his breath. It was bloody seven in the morning, and he'd just done 30 pushups. Why was he on the team again?

"Sirius! This is practice not your bedroom! 30 sit ups."

Sirius groaned. Then immediately got to it because if he complained James would give him 30 more. About half way into the amount of sit ups he was supposed to do, he sat for a moment, just needing the burn in his muscles to go away when he glanced at the stand and noticed, of all people, Remus sitting there.