Marauder Moments
Sirius’s and Remus’s beds were directly next to each other so when Sirius came back to the dorms, a little more than tipsy, it was easy to mistake Remus’s bed for his own. Tonight was one of those nights.
~~~morning~~~
Lily skipped up to the boy’s dorm to say good morning to her boyfriend James. “Everyone decent?” she called, skipping in, eyes covered.
“We’re all good Lils,” James called. “Moons and Pads are still asleep though.”
Lily opened her eyes and gasped, face flushing at seeing the two teens passed out in the same bed. “…Umm…James..?”
“Yes love?”
“..Do they sleep in the same bed often?”
“Once every couple months or so. Just whenever Sirius comes back so buggered he can’t find his own bed.”
Lily gave her boyfriend a sad, pitying look. Only he could be so naive and blind to not realize his friends were obviously shagging. Poor simpleton.
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“Hey Moony!” yelled James.
“Yes?”
“Who’s sexier? Me or Padfoot?”
“Neither. You both fail in comparison to my own sexiness.”
“….Well damn.”
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James was happily skipping down the hallway when he bumped into someone and fell over. Whoever he bumped into helped him up.
“Thanks mate,” he said, then froze, seeing just who it was that had helped him.
Snape.
The Slytherin obviously hadn’t realized who James was either because he ripped his hand away and opened his mouth to make a sarcastic retort, but was cut off by James’s ear splitting—and highly unmanly—scream.
Twenty minutes later, the other Marauders still couldn’t lure James away from the sink where he was scrubbing his mouth out with soap and gurgle-screaming about thanking Snivillous.
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Marauder Moments
FanfictionMoments in the Marauders' lives. “Blimey mate, these nicktoons are the shit!” // "...Peter and Remus got no answer except Sirius’s hysterical laughter and James’s mad muttering about ‘bloody evil rocks.’"
