Mischief Managed [Harry Potter One-Shots]

Their Last Night [StarBucks]

Theme Song:
Daylight by Maroon 5
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
'Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
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In all manners speaking, the first time James Potter and Sirius Black ended up in bed together should of been their last. Indeed, it had been a stupid decision on their part.

They had been fifth years, and James had been aggravated that Evans had turned him down again. He had gotten frustrated and was punching things, and Sirius had gotten him to calm down, finally.

The two best friends sat up talking for the night, plotting pranks against Snivellus, long after Peter and Remus had gone to bed. And then, Sirius did something extremely stupid: he leaned over and kissed James.

At first, James pushed his best friend away, and perhaps Sirius should of given up then. But he didn't. Instead, he told James that he just wanted to let him know he was lovable. And that Evans was a bloody moron for not seeing it, because Sirius saw it every day.

It was James who kissed Sirius next, and then, the two were in bed, naked, and sweating on each other. In other words, it was perfect.

That should of been the last time, the only time the two best friendsended up in bed together. But, sometimes life works in weird ways. Because, over the next two years, James and Sirius ended up sharing a bed several more times. At one point, even Sirius lost track.

When they ended up in bed together, it was always for a reasoning. Maybe it was because Evans had turned down James for the umpteenth time that week, or maybe it was because Regulus had said something horrible to Sirius. Whatever the reasoning, it grew to the point where one of the two always knew when the other needed a good shag.

Because, that's all they were doing. Sirius was aware of this. He and James even had the discussion one night after a particular good shag.

"What are we exactly, Prongs?" Sirius asked as they laid together quietly.

James turned to look at Sirius, his hazel eyes looking strange without the normal, round frames around them.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice full of caution.

"I mean," Sirius tried to think of how best to explain what he was thinking. "We shag frequently, right? So, what does that make us?"

James chuckled. "Are you asking if we're dating, Pads?" When Sirius didn't reply right away, James sighed. "Look, Sirius. Neither of us are poofs. We just...let off sexual tension together. That's all. We shag. It doesn't make us poofs. I still want Evans."

Sirius had to force himself to swallow. "Right. Yeah, of course, Prongs." A smile forced itself on his face. "I knew that. Just making sure you did too."

James gave him a curious look, but didn't say anything else.

"I'm going to go back in my bed," Sirius spoke quietly, getting out of James's bed, and heading back to his own.

So yes. Sirius was well aware that he and James had nothing real going on. Except that it was real to him. He had meant what he had told James that first time, he had always thought James was lovable, and always would. And now he was falling in love even more.