Harry Potter Oneshots From Every Era

The Great Hall

RemusxSirius

Duddle Berries were the preferred food of wizarding thrill-seekers for a very long time, until they were deemed too dangerous to be consumed. The results of eating these berries varied with every berry, from a sneeze to death, the consequences could be very Sirius. Wait, what? Remus shook his head and read the last sentence again.

The result of eating these berries varied with every berry, from a sneeze to death, the consequences could be very serious.

Remus mentally cursed himself for not focusing on the work he was supposed to be doing, and allowing his thoughts to wander to his secret boyfriend. Yes, yes, it's all very cliche, but Remus really didn't want people to know.

Not many people liked him as it was, and if people found out he was gay... he didn't want to think about it.

He took a bite of his meat and turned to see Sirius looking at him, with his adorable little smirk on his face. 'Thinking about me?' He said mockingly. 'What gave it away?' Replied Remus, making Sirius snort.

'Oh, you know, looking at your book like normal, whispering "Bloody hell, Sirius." Getting a weird dreamy look on your face then slamming it into the table.' Remus was taken aback to realise he done all of those things (Now he thought about it, his forehead was aching a bit), but whispered back. 'You've gotten in my head, and i can't work.'

Sirius' smirk grew wider and he leaned into his ear, so close he could feel his breath on his skin. Remus' breath hitched as he whispered 'I know a way that might get me out of your head. Only if you can think of a reason that you're in a broom cupboard snogging your best friend, that is.'

Remus could feel his cheeks heating up, but he didn't reply, just nodded his head. Then, without warning, he felt a pair of hot lips press onto his cheek.

He knew he must be totally scarlet right now, but he was too busy trying to hide his face in his hands notice James was positively glowing.

'It happened. It happened! IT HAPPENED!' He shouted, before jumping up on the bench and chanting 'Siri and Remmy, sitting in a tree! K-I-S--' Remus grabbed ahold of his friends robes and pulled him back into his seat, but not before the rest of the dinner hall heard James' speech. They all turned their heads to the beetroot Remus and Sirius, who even had a slight pinkish tinge to his cheeks.

Then Sirius did something no one was ready for. He reached over and cupped Remus' face with his hands, pulling him into a kiss.

Remus tried to control himself, pull away and looked shocked, but he couldn't help melting into the kiss. It felt so natural, the rest of the hall seemed to fizzle away, and for one, fleeting moment, Remus almost grabbed Sirius and never let him go.

Before he knew it, Sirius had pulled away and left Remus a bright red mess, and he watched in awe as Sirius swaggered out of the door.

Remus felt like he had just been dropped into his chair again when he heard McGonagall's slight cough. He looked up at her, and saw her eyes twinkling. She winked at him. She winked at him.

Remus was completely shocked he hadn't gotten detention like people usually do for snogging during the feast, but she was happy about it.

Everyone in the hall had their eyes on Remus, and he felt like a thousand laser beams were pointed right at him, burning through him. It was totally silent. The most horribly loud silence there was. He buried his head in his hands for the second time in about five minutes.

James was currently on the floor laughing, and the laughter was contagious. Soon, almost the whole hall was back to its previous chattering and laughing, and Remus couldn't help but go and find Sirius to tell him he had a good excuse for snogging in a broom cupboard.

He's my boyfriend. That was a very, very Patronus-worthy thought.