#second otp

It wasn’t until they had reached the werewolf unit in DADA, that Remus realized height have a chance.

They- Remus, Sirius, James, and Peter- were sitting in the midsection of the classroom. Professor Merrythought had just assigned them a twelve-inch parchment on how to fight against werewolves when, suddenly, Sirius’ hand flew into the air.

“A question, Mr Black?” Merrythought asked.

A small smirk grew on Sirius’ face. Remus slouched in his chair, wishing that whatever his best friend had to ask, didn’t have to do with him. (It never did, but Sirius had his way of giving hints that left Remus scratching his head.) “Yes, professor, I can’t help but feel like you’ve left out one very important bit of information.”

“And what might that be?”

“You’ve told us everything about how to fight them off, but, how would one,” he paused. “Go about, I don’t know, seducing a werewolf?”

Remus wished the floor would become a black hole, only to hide the deep pink blush that was crawling up his neck and treating to spill over his entire face.

“Sed- you- excuse me?” The professor sputtered. Remus hid behind his book and groaned. Sirius shot a cheeky glance over to Remus.

“Yes, professor, how would you seduce a werewolf?” James chimed in, being the only one who knew about Sirius’ feeling towards Remus, and Remus’ feelings towards Sirius.

“Well, I simply wouldn’t know. The only knowledge I have-” The bell rang, informing the students that class was over for the day.

Remus packed his things with swift movements wanting to leave the classroom as fast as he could. He brushed past Sirius. “Hey, Remus! Moons! Hey, wait up!”

Remus didn’t wait. He stomped up the stairs to his dormitory, dropped his bag, and went on a walk around the lake. At least it’s not a full moon, he thought. Remus stopped at the edge of the lake and sat down. It had to have been an hour or two before he heard anyone. “You missed dinner.” It was Sirius. Remus stared at the lake. “Hey, Moons, I’m sorry. It was just a joke.”

“Its always just a joke with you,” Remus replied quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Remus replied with a ferocious tone. “That all you ever do is make jokes, whether it’s about lycanthropy or pride or merlin knows what, it’s a joke.” Tears were slowly streaming from his eyes. “I wouldn’t care- I don’t care-”

“Moons-”

“I’m bi, Pads,” Remus said, his voice just above a whisper. “I’m bi and, and… I d-don’t know how to say this but-”

“Shhh,” Sirius started rubbing what he hoped were soothing circles on the small of Remus’ back. The gentle touch sent a shock through Remus’ spine. “Rem, it’s okay.”

“I- I know. But,” he took a deep breath, “But, I like y-you.”

“I’d be scared if you didn’t. After all, you are my friend.” Sirius had stopped rubbing circles and instead had his hand placed on Remus’ shoulder. Remus, knowing it would go unnoticed, leaned into the touch.

“No, I mean, I,” He grabbed Sirius’ hand and watched as his eyes widened marginally. “I like-love you.”  Before he could blink, Sirius had pushed him to the ground and straddled him.

“You’re such a dork,” Sirius breathed, with their faces barely an inch apart, before leaning down and gently kissing Remus, who, Sirius had decided, looked cute laying on the damp grass in the moonlight.

A twig snapped in the distance, breaking the pair from their revelry. Sirius groaned in protest to the stop and turned his head to look where the sound had come from. In front of the (at least) 20 ft. tall trees surrounding the school, stood a deer with a mouse standing on its antlers.

“Hey, Prongs, Wormtail,” Remus greeted a tad bit sourly.

“Siriusly, you guys?” Sirius asked while grinning at his pun.

Remus rolled his eyes, “That was very punny, Sirius.” Sirius glared at stuck his tongue out at him.

“Chm,” James cleared his throat and gestured his hand towards them. Sirius and Remus looked at each other and practically flew up off one another. “So, Padfoot, I guess things went well?”

“You could say that,” Remus deadpanned as he rolled his eyes. Sirius elbowed him in the side. “Hey!” He yelped, glaring daggers at Sirius, who was smiling. Sirius’ lopsided smile was enough to melt Remus’ heart, make all his pain fade, and fill his stomach with bubbles.

James was smiling coquettishly, happy that his friends had finally found each other. He shook his head in exasperation. “I’m all for you two, but keep the snogging to a minimum.”

I decided to post all prompts into a single fic, it'll be easier this way.

(Oh and yeah... Of course I still ship Starker <3 But IronStrange has something as well and here I am 🙌)

Working on second prompt already!

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