Harry Potter Oneshots From Every Era

Broom Closet

RemusxSirius

'Moony, i'm bored.'
'Read a book.'
'I've read them all.'
'No you haven't.'
'In my head...'
'That doesn't count.'
'...Moony i'm bored.'
'Play chess.'
'By myself?'
'Yes.'
'No! Moony, i'm bored!' Remus slammed his book down on the table. 'What do you want to do?'

Sirius grinned. 'I found a new secret tunnel and i wanna go look!' Remus raised his eyebrows, but Sirius only did his "Puppy dog eyes" and Remus couldn't help but give in.

Bloody puppy dog eyes. Every time Remus couldn't help but relent when he saw those warm grey eyes...

He stood up and walked towards the portrait hole, Sirius bounding along behind him. 'Which floor?'
'Seventh.' Sirius ran ahead, leaving Remus to walk calmly behind him.

It was only six in the morning, but they had both woke up to a screaming James, who'd had his hair charmed pink and furry by Sirius overnight, and had been sent to the hospital wing, leaving Sirius, Remus and Peter to wait for him. Unfortunately, Peter had went to lunch with his new girlfriend (How he got a girlfriend first, no one knows.), and Remus had been left to look after Sirius.

Remus stepped onto the last step and reached the seventh floor, where Sirius was standing, staring, at a blank stretch of wall. 'It was right here. I had just turned one of the corridors all white and i could hear teachers, then there was a little tunnel here...'

He began pacing the wall, muttering to himself, so Remus just leaned against the wall, watching his friend walking in circles aimlessly. Sirius shouted in shock, so Remus glanced over to see a small wooden door.

'What- Where-?' Stuttered Sirius, as Remus pushed past him and opened the door. It was just a broom cupboard. He stepped in and looked around, only to see it was completely empty apart from a few boxes stacked in the two back corners.

He turned around to see Sirius pulling one of the boxes open and peaking in. He pulled out a small square of plastic with little bubbles all over it. 'Bubble wrap?'

Suddenly, the door behind then slammed shut, and there was the sound of the lock clicking shut. 'Hello? Hello! Anybody? Can you open the door, please? Hello?' Called Remus, but no one answered. There wasn't even the sound of footsteps, just silence.

He pushed hard against the door, tried the handle, and even tried "Alohamora" and "Aberto" but there was nothing. 'Moony?'
'Yes, Pads?'
'I promise to never be bored again.'

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Pop.
Pop.
Pop.
'Sirius, for the sake of my sanity, please shut up!' Sirius looked up from the bubble wrap and looked into Remus' face, which was twisted in anger.

'Sorry.' He muttered, picking his heavy robes up and replacing them to make them more comfortable.

The cupboard had eventually became so hot, that they had to give up their fruitless attempts of breaking down the door and take off their hot and heavy robes and lie down in just their jeans, which was making Sirius only hotter than he was with all his robes on.

Every so often his eyes would slide up from the bubble wrap he was playing with and over to Remus, who was lying spread across the boxes at the far end of the cupboard, presenting his muscled, scarred chest in all its glory. He couldn't help but stare for a few seconds every time, before blushing slightly and looking back to his bubble wrap.

Eventually Sirius gave up on trying to get comfortable, and slipped down onto the floor, lying on his back, in his attempts to cool down a bit. They had tried endlessly to call for help, listening to passing footsteps and shouting desperately, but it seemed that the people outside couldn't hear them.

Even once they had heard the worried voices of James and Peter, thinking up absurd ideas of where they could be, but they still hadn't captured the attention of anyone.

It had now been, by Remus' watch, three hours since they had been locked in, and were now both feeling slightly hungry. 'Remus?'
'Yes?'
'Have you ever thought what it would be like to be gay?' Remus turned crimson and shook his head violently.
'I have.'
'Oh, really?' Sirius nodded. He had know he had feeling for both genders for a while, but he couldn't really do anything about it. The only person he had ever had feelings for had never even thought about being gay.

'Sirius, could you pass me the bubble wrap?'

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'Just imagine how many closet jokes James will make once we get out of here.' Remus shook his head and placed his hands behind his head to give himself a better cushion. He elbowed Sirius in the side. 'Shut up. Don't jinx it. You know for a fact we'll never hear the end of it.' Sirius chuckled and rolled over so he was lying over Remus' stomach horizontally.

'Remus, we're gonna die in here.' Remus shook his head, trying to keep his breathing steady as a few select daydreams floated through his head.

'D-don't be so o-optimistic, P-Pads.' He tried sarcastically. Sirius looked into Remus face, confused. 'Did you just stutter?' Remus turned redder.

'N-no...' Sirius raised his eyebrow, but rolled over again anyway, so that he lay on Remus' chest, his head right in front of Remus'.

Remus sighed slightly, closing his eyes to try and control himself. Something he certainly didn't want to happen was happening, and he couldn't do anything to stop it. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sirius face right in front of him, his signature smirk plastered across his face.

'What's wrong, Moony?' He asked, his voice deep and sexy. Remus growled quietly at the sound of it, which, in the tense silence, Sirius picked up easily.

'Is that your wand in your pocket, or are you getting excited?' He whispered teasingly, slowly getting closer to Remus' face.

'Sirius... Please...' Whispered Remus. He grabbed ahold of Sirius shoulders in an attempt to control himself, but Sirius' knee slipped between his legs and pressed achingly lightly against him.

Remus gasped in a mixture of shock at pleasure, which quickly turned to only one when Sirius began moving his leg ever so slightly, in massaging circles. Remus moaned quietly and leaned forward, pressing his lips against Sirius'.

Sirius growled into Remus' mouth and lightly flicked his tongue across Remus' bottom lip, asking for entrance. Remus parted his lips and allowed Sirius' tongue to slip in, where it began its search for every last inch of Remus' mouth.

Slowly, Sirius pulled away, leaving Remus asking for more. 'You know,' He whispered. 'You're not bad for a first kiss.' With that, he pushed his lips on Remus once again, and this time he didn't have to ask for entrance.

Sadly, the kiss was cut short when the door of the cupboard swung open and revealed a shocked Peter and James, a smirking Lily, and Professor McGonagall who looked a mixture of shocked and angered.

Sirius leapt up with surprising speed from Remus' lap, where he had settled himself, and grabbed his robes, pulling them up over growing bulge in his pants. Remus rolled over and grabbed his own robes, slipping them over his head.

'Boys.' Said McGonagall angrily. 'You skipped classes just for a kissing session in a cupboard?' Remus turned scarlet, but Sirius only just managed to stifle a laugh. 'N-no, Professor, see, we came in e-early in the morning, and, w-we got locked in-'
'And you thought it would be a god time-?'
'No! I-i mean, no, Professor, that just... Happened.' James looked around the room, checked everyone's faces, before saying,
'Well, boys, i think it's time to come out of the closet.' Cracking up at his own joke.