Fuck.

That was all Marlene could think at that moment---and perhaps wonder how the hell she got separated from the rest of the group. It’d have probably been a lot easier to look and see where they could have possibly went without her had it not been for the insolent git who didn’t seem to have anything better to do but make her life complete hell. Perhaps that might have seemed a bit dramatic, but this was supposed to be a simple raid and the last thing she saw of the others was Gideon Prewett getting hit with what looked to be a nasty curse and Marlene was concerned about him.

The brunette gave a sigh and managed to hold her hood up, a general thing she did just in case things like this were to happen. Marlene didn’t particularly want to be recognized a day later because chances were the Death Eaters she ran across in the middle of the night she’d also run across in the streets during the middle of the day. Her frustration was building and it showed because she was getting sloppy and the next spell which had been aimed at her was frighteningly close to actually hitting her. 

It was then that she moved her intention away from maiming, but instead to deflection because she wasn’t going to get anywhere if this was to keep up. When her next spell finally hit she had a small moment of victory and had been ready to leave until she noticed that the mask she was so used to staring back at during one of the duels was gone. Marlene should have left, but information on who might be under the mask was valuable. It was so rare these days and the Order could use a fucking break, so hesitantly she stepped forward to get just a glimpse until she received said glimpse and froze.

No.

Fuck.

Now he’d done it. He’d strayed too far away from his home, and too close to the edge of the forest. He could smell the humans on the air, lifting his nose and scenting just the way he’d been taught to.

“Yeah, surprisingly.”

 “Pal?” Sirius whispered. “I’m going to sleep in your bed tonight.” He didn’t even ask, he demanded it and without waiting for an answer, he crawled under the warm blanket, next to his best friend. He thought it was normal for best mates to sleep in the same bed. It wasn’t like this was the first time after all.

After a short while however, he felt soft lips on his neck, kissing the skin. It came as a surprise so a soft gasp left his own lips. It was as if an electric shock went through his body. He kept still however, somehow having enjoyed it? He turned around, glad it was dark so no one could see the light blush that covered his cheeks.

  “Was that revenge for demanding to sleep in your bed?”

Half asleep, that´s what he had been. And thinking about why his whole body felt like it was about to burst into flames now that Sirius had slid in next to him, without asking that was. It was probably a bad idea, the worst he´s ever had, and that said A LOT when it came to James.

He held his breath for a moment, feeling his best friend shift next to him. Get it together, James. He reminded himself as he bit down on his lip hard.