All Remus wanted was to sit peacefully studying by the firelight in the Gryphendor common room. He needed to remember the dates of the goblin persecution for the make up test he would have to take next week but his skin crawled and his blood boiled with the feral energy that accompanied the approach of the full moon.

Records indicate that the goblin leader Gurbershank's background in philosophy inclined him towards...

His friends were debating which of them would be more likely to get a quiditch contract after they graduated next year. "The cannons need a new seeker, a lot more than the need a new chaser Sirius and you just don't have the crowd appeal I would."

a belief in negotiating with other magical creatures. At the time the wizarding community found the idea of an alliance between goblins and house elves a very frighten prospect...

"You're off your rocker mate, sure you can catch the snitch on the Hogwarts field but I could get more than 150 points with a quaffle on the Cannons quiditch field and everyone knows it."

James and Sirius' one-up-man-ship was legendary in the Griffindor common. Remeus knew that as prefect he should do something to intervene before things got out of hand but somehow tonight a darker part of his soul wanted to see how far they would take it.

"It doesn't matter how many points you score Sirius, if they fans don't want to look at your mug or buy your posters no team will want you."

Sirius gave James his most predatory grin that always sent shivers up Remus' spine. "If you had that much more charm than me I would think Miss. Evans over there would be giving you the time of day by now instead of preferring to spend her spare time with Snivilius."

Remus knew that according to the script this was probably his last chance to intervene and break things up. He stopped rereading the same goblin history page for the umpteenth time, closed his book, and running his fingers through his hair opened his mouth to try and defuse the situation. "To be fair Padfoot Evans hasn't been spending all her time with Snivilius, yesterday after charms she was talking to you and both of you were late for lunch afterwards."

There was absolute silence between the three friends for a moment as all three boys went pale: Sirius in surprise, James in rage, Remus as some inner voice in his head screamed. that was not what he had meant to say at all. Remus opened his mouth to somehow try to backpedal and fix the situation but James beat him to it. His eyes flashed and bored into Sirius' as he said 'Why were you talking to Evans?"

Remus could see that Sirius was trying to do some quick thinking. Sirius shrugged his shoulders and settled back into the overstuffed armchair he was lounging in; every body part screaming nonchalance, "She wanted to know about the Volshine charm I used on my hair. I didn't want every prat in the school knowing my beauty secrets but I figured since she was a special friend of Prongs here the least I could do was answer the lady's question."

James didn't respond, just continued to let his eyes bore into Sirius'. Sirius looked as unperturbed as always. Remus held his breath, his heart pumping. He had no idea if Sirius was lying or if James would believe him even if he wasn't. Remus had often wondered how it was Sirius almost seemed to wake up looking ready to have his photo taken and apparently Evans had gotten the answer out of him. Remus agitatedly ran his fingers through his hair again wondering if Sirius' Volshine charm would turn his rough and blandly coloured brown hair into something has silky and shiny as Sirius'. He wondered if Lily had touched Sirius' hair yesterday.

James continued to stare at Sirius but Remus thought he could see him start to relax a little until Remus, against his better judgment, said: "Is that why you looked so cozy when she was running her fingers through your hair?"

He heard James catch his breath and Sirius start to stammer. "What? I.. we.. that never happened you great git! What are you going on about?" Sirius was not pale with surprise anymore, now he pale with anger. James eye twitched and he looked like he was torn between anger and confusion as his eyes flicked back and forth between Sirius and Remus.

Finally he turned to Sirius and said, "I'm only going to ask you this once mate, were you making a move on Lily yesterday?"

"No! No way prongs! I know your head over heels for her, I'd never!" He started to shift uncomfortably in his big arm chair. "You know I'm going to Hogsmead with Julie next weekend, why would I jinx that up?"

James let out a deep breath. "Fine. It's late, I'm going up to bed."

Lupin's head swam and his heart thumped. Why had he provoked James so much? Had he wanted to James and Sirius to come to blows? Why? Sirius turned on Remus giving him 100% of his attention. "What did you have to go and wind him up about Evans for? You know he's going to be a right bastard until he talks to her again tomorrow afternoon in Care of Magical Creatures!"

Remus never liked to admit that being a werewolf affected him at all, so he tried to come up with any other excuse than the coming full moon to explain his behaviour. He spoke in a rush, "It's these damn N.E.W.T. tests! I feel like I've been sitting still studying forever and I'm going to miss the next three days of classes" He took a deep breath, "I'm really sorry. I don't play quiditch like you guys do, maybe I just need some exercise." He was babbling, saying anything to distract Sirius. It worked.

Sirius brightened "Are you actually saying you are willing to stop studying? Come on, let's go grab the map and see if we can hunt down Snivilius. He has been taking up too much of Evan's time!" Sirius' blue eyes had that mischievous twinkle that made all the girls want to date him and all the boys want to be him. Somehow, like always, Remus felt compelled to go along.

Remus didn't know how he'd been so lucky to end up with true friends who knew about his condition and were still willing to spend time with him. He knew in his heart of hearts that he could never deny them anything because they gave him all he really wanted in life, to be accepted and to be liked.

It was a bright night with no clouds obscuring the starlight or the near full moon which reflected off the new snow. The chill wind of coming December was in the air as they burst through the castle doors. Unfurling the map Sirius saw to his disgust that Snape was safely sequestered in the Slytherine dungeon. "Damn, so much for that plan."

"Oh, I don't care Sirius! Let's just stay out of the castle for a while anyways." Remus laughed out loud from the sheer joy of being free and outdoors. He was too distracted by being outside to notice what Sirius was doing so he was taken by complete surprise when WHOMP a snowball whacked him in the back.

"That was for getting James all wound up at me!" But he said it with a smile so Remus knew he wasn't really angry. He grinned like a predator back at Sirius, "Well this is for getting me in detention in Potions!" WHOMP

The snowball fight grew more and more intense as they continued to throw back and forth at each other blaming them for everything silly and real under the sun. "This is for being nice to Snivilius in Potions" cried Sirius. Remus was enjoying himself too much. The thrill of attacked Sirius with snowballs and shouting everything he could think of at him pounded through his veins and another part in the back of his human head was sick of how his friends always picked on Severus, especially now that James viewed him as a rival for Lily. So he wasn't really thinking when using his pre-full moon werewolf strength he bullrushed Sirius shouting "and this is for always picking on Severus!"

The attack caught Sirius by surprise and he had the wind knocked out of him when 180 pounds of Lupin landed on top of him. But in classic Sirius style he didn't get angry or beg for mercy, instead he turned the tables on Remus by changing into 250 pounds of Padfoot and wrestling with him all across the open field that was their battleground.

Moony enjoyed it. This was what he had wanted all along. This fight. The grabbing of Padfoots fur, pushing him off of himself only to be pulled back down. Rolling around on the ground like the most primitive of animals grabbing and pushing at each other. more than half an hour later after Remus shouts of excitement and Padfoots barks of joy had turned into less exuberant laughter from both parties Padfoot finally transformed back into Sirius when he had a tired but happy and laughing Remus pinned under him. His left hand held both of Remus' hands pined to the ground over his head. His right hand was pressing down on Remus' chest just below the neck and his hips straddled Remus' while his legs held the others legs in place. Remus was breathing hard. He couldn't remember the last time he had laughed so much or felt so relaxed. He looked up into Sirius' twinkling eyes and shiny hair and wondered if with was the Volshine charm that after wrestling for the better part of an hour made him look like he was ready to star in a muggle movie.

Like an electric charge that shot from his hands pinned above his head to the balls of his feet but seemed to pulse out from his groind he realized he wanted this again. This weight on top of him, this laughter, this closeness. His breath caught in his chest and he didn't understand how he had lived without out it for long. Sirius smelled like sweat and dog and open fields and fresh winter and something else that was distinctly Sirius and something Remus thought he could breath in forever.

Using the map they snuck back into Gryffindor tower and past the fat lady and the empty common room without talking. Remus went to his own four poster and drew the curtains closed. He couldn't breathe. He knew Sirius was naked just on the other side of room. The jolt to his groind was painful in its intensity. He wanted to be that close to Sirius, he wanted to smell him again, to touch him, to hold him close. He had a raging hard on and the light weight of the sheets on top of it was only teasing touch that made him want to thrust up seeking something more. All could think about was the weight of Sirius on top of him, the smell of him being so close and just imagine what it would of been like if something, he didn't know what, but something else had happened after they had finished wrestling. He bit down hard on his left hand to suffocate his involuntary moan of Sirius' name as his hand reluctantly made its way south to tug at his raging hard on. Within seconds he felt himself thrust up and cum all over his own hand. As he drifted off to sleep with the release of his own tension he wouldn't let himself think about what his thoughts or feelings had been tonight. He wouldn't let himself think about what his unconscious heart knew could never be.

A/N This is my first fanfic ever and I have no Beta Reader. Feedback and constructive criticism is sincerely hoped for.