And There Were Always Two... - oc x r. lupin & oc x s. black

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"We are gathered here today for a sacred game of spin the bottle," Sirius announced, holding an empty butterbeer bottle and speaking into it like a microphone. "But this is no ordinary game of spin the bottle! No, this is a magic game. I will start."

Sirius set down the bottle in the centre and everyone sat around it. He pulled up his sleeves and pointed his wand at the bottle.

Ashley leaned over towards Remus and whispered, "Have you ever played this before?"

"I'd rather not say."

Ashley snorted and grinned at his embarrassed expression.

"First we spin the bottle," Sirius said, pointing his wand at it. The bottle spun round and round until it landed on James. "Great, now you have to kiss the person you want to kiss the least."

The bottle spun again and landed on Remus.

"Aw, Jamesy boy!" Sirius cooed. "You want to kiss me, do you?"

"Fuck off, Padfoot," James growled.

Everyone cringed as the two kissed, especially the two kissing.

"Ugh," James wiped his lips with his mouth. "Fine, I'll go nice on Remus. Kiss someone you like."

The bottle's neck inevitably landed on Ashley. Remus pecked her lips and her turn was over.

"Oh, come on Remus," Mavis protested. "Get a good snog while you can."

"Yeah, Moony. Don't be a wimp," James added.

"Oh, fuck off, the both of you" Remus answered.

Ashley flipped off Mavis.

"Whoa, feisty there," Sirius mocked. "I don't think I've ever witnessed so many profanities from these two."

"Whatever," Remus said. "Let's move on. How about you kiss someone you're related to."

"Making sure she doesn't kiss us? Got it," James said with a wink. "We're so handsome, one kiss and she'll ditch you."

"I hope you die in a ditch, Potter," Ashley growled.

"I thought I already told you, call me James."

The bottle spun and it obviously landed on Mavis. The twins kissed while Sirius and James whistled.

"Oh shut up," Mavis told them. "Its not like you're witnessing incest."

"As a product of incest, I can say nothing," Sirius told her.

"Ew."

Sirius winked at her and Mavis flipped him off.

"Kiss the most handsome Marauder," Ashley told her with an impish glint in her eyes. "In your opinion of course."

The bottle started spinning.

"I guess that'll be me," Remus joked. "Sorry Ashley."

Ashley elbowed him.

"I'm joking, I'm joking. I'll never kiss your sister, I promise."

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you," Sirius told him. "It just makes me and James want to see that happen."

The bottle started slowing down. The boys tensed as it passed Remus, then Mavis, and slowed down even more on James. Mavis, who seemed to know where the bottle was going to land, watched Sirius intently. He was stiff and barely breathing, as was James. They each had gigantic egos, and one of them was about to be bruised.

It landed on Sirius.

"Aw, I never knew you thought so much of me," Sirius drawled.

"You stinking bastard," she muttered and then lunged to kiss him.