#this-deadboywalking

“Tell me you see that too.”

Lily asked as she pointed towards the whomping willow, where a big black dog just easily passed through the motionless branches, carrying what seemed to be a few pieces of clothes inside his mouth.

“I’m not seeing anything besides the most beautiful girl on Hogwarts.” James replied, trying to change subject quickly.

“Then you may need to change your glasses, Potter. I definitely just saw a dog going inside the willow’s trunk. A big one. It’s impossible you saw nothing.” Evans insisted, standing up from the grass and leaving an apprehensive James behind as she stepped forward, aiming the willow.

“It’s dangerous to get close, Evans, what are you doing? Merlin, come back here woman.” The man rushed after her, darting himself in front of her before the girl actually reached the tree. “You’re going to be knocked out by those branches!”

“The dog just passed through it and not a single thing happened to it. Maybe the willow is enchanted? I don’t know, I’m gonna see it by myself.” She passed through him, ignoring the complaining and reaching for her wand on her back pocket.

“Lily c’mon, come back here, it’s almost midnight, we’re gonna get caught.” He begged, trying not to elevate his voice tone. Each step she took forward, James felt the despair grow. “Look, it’s moving, come back!” He had urgency in his tone, but Evans didn’t bother listening to him. She would definitely be thrown away by a punch of the willow’s branches.

On a last daring attempt, he leaped forward and grabbed her by the waist, raising the girl from the floor and walking fast away from the danger.

“What the actual hell, Potter? Leave me be, put me down now! I swear I’ll freaking stupefy you-” she stopped talking when James finally let her down, by falling and unintentionally tossing her on the grass. “What was that for?”

“The whomping willow is moving, can’t you see?” He pointed at the branches swinging gently with the night breeze. The teen fixed his glasses on his face, waiting for her to believe and let that go. But deep inside he knew Evans wouldn’t simply let that go.

“It’s moving now because you slowed me down. I can throw some petrifying spell on that or something, I wanna know what was that, and why the dog was carrying clothes to a hole on a trunk. If you’re not going with me, you can wait for me here.”

What a stubborn determined witch. No wonder James liked her so much. Well, he couldn’t help, the only thing preventing her from being knocked out by a tree was telling the truth. Or coming out with an incredible good lie. Either ways, she stopped midways when something happened.

“Did you rethink your-” James reached her and started the taunt, that died immediately when he saw the reason she stopped. Three figures were now leaving the willow’s hole, and one of that figures simply seemed to come out of nowhere, suddenly, when the other two were already a bit far. Lily seemed really shocked, but James knew that it were Peter turning from his rat form to his real form after Remus and Sirius passed.

“Oh shit.” he whispered. Now definitely there was no other way. The boys were getting closer and it was a matter of seconds until they saw Lily and James there, so he started explaining. “Okay, let’s… let’s sit down and get things clear.”

“The willow won’t attack because there’s a hidden knot you press with a branch or something small, and it makes the whole thing get really pacific. The dog carrying the clothes, well, it was Sirius. He was taking some clothes to Remus down there. The thing is, this is a secret passage that connects to the Shrieking Shack on Hogsmeade, and we’re going there once a month because Remus is a werewolf and gets confined in there so he won’t hurt people. We also found out that the presence of animals during the transformation actually makes the process less painful and stressful, so we all decided to become illegal animagi. Yeah, me too. And Peter, that becomes a rat. He’s the one pressing the knot and appearing out of nowhere, though.” he resumed, the look on Lily’s face was something between complete disbelief and pure amusement. By that time, before she could even say anything, the three boys reached the couple.

“What are you doing here?” asked Sirius, Remus had an arm around his neck as the long haired boy helped him walk. Remus looked really beaten up and weak. The full moon was just over.

“She knows, pads. Everything. I explain to you guys later, but for now can we all just go back inside? Maybe eat something and rest a little.” he sighed. “Tomorrow you all can yell at me for trying to have a romantic night.”

“A romantic night on the garden, next to the whomping willow, on a night after the full moon…” Remus muttered in a snarky tone, but laughed a little after.

“Yeah, fine, judge me.” James retorted, frowning.

“We are.” Lily finally said, a smirk crossing her lips. “I’m not telling anyone about it. Your secret is safe.”

“Thanks Evans. We appreciate.” Sirius replied, smiling back to her, then adjusting Remus over him to keep walking. 

“I just wanted a-”

“This’ll hurt less if you don’t move.”

“It was a room, a very disordered, dusty room. Paper was peeling from the walls; there were stains all over the floor; every piece of furniture was broken as though somebody had smashed it. The windows were all boarded up.”

James tried to calm his friend down as Sirius and Peter managed to dispose a bunch of blankets right on the corner of that big empty room.

The full moon was approaching, and with that, the bitter and deep agony of Remus only grew stronger. The boys tagged along with Remus this month, all of them convinced by Sirius, who insisted fervently their friend was specially nervous this time and it would make no harm if they accompanied him from the moment he went to the Shrieking Shack to the moment he left that hideous place. It was the first time they were doing that since they learned how to transfigurate into illegal animagi.

“I’ts okay, don’t need to worry guys.” Remus started, but the next thing leaving his mouth was a snarl as he shrunk in what seemed to be a jab of sudden pain. He hugged himself and took a big gulp of air. His eyes fixed on the ground as he tried to maintain the neutral posture, failing miserably on that. “Merlin.” He whispered under his breath, the symptoms seemed like they were getting more painful and violent, not to mention the almost uncontrollable will to hurt his friends for no good reason. It would be better if they went somewhere safe.

James leaded Remus to the pile of blankets and basically forced him to sit down. “Leave it with us, moons. Don’t need to worry.” he said as the young werewolf curled up on the center of his friends. All of them sitting next to him, Sirius hand stroking his hair, James holding tight his hand and Peter trying to distract him with pranks they would do as soon as they left the shack.

Remus felt like crying for having such good friends. It’s not everyone that would sacrifice a month and something just to make a transfiguration potion and turn themselves into illegal animagi, running the risk of getting caught and ending up having to explain themselves on the Ministry of Magic. But as pretty as that gesture was, the boy was too afraid to let them take the chance of getting hurt by his own hands.

“I-I really… appreciate everything you’re doing for me, believe me, I do, but I don’t wanna hurt you.” his voice was somehow weak and he avoided looking at any of his friends while talking. “There’s no guarantee that this will protect you, I mean we’ve read about it and studied it deeply but… It’s too risky… I couldn’t forgive myself if I did anyt-” he was interrupted by Sirius hands covering his mouth as the shadow of his fiend’s head fell upon his own, forcing Remus to look him in the deep blue eyes.

“You won’t hurt us, moonsie.” the boy smiled in that adorable way that forced him to close his eyes while doing it. “Trust us, we did our homework. We know what can go wrong. And it won’t.”

He removed his hand from the other’s mouth and Remus let out a deep, somewhat relieved, sigh. He seemed a little bit more comfortable right now, at least until James suggested him to take off his shirt at least, knowing he would tear it apart when transforming. Remus stiffened up and became really tense suddenly.

“It’s not like we’ve never seen each other in briefs or boxers… It’s okay moons.” Indeed he had seen all of them half naked dozens of times, mainly because they enjoyed to jump on the school’s lake at night, sometimes completely naked to be fair, but truth is that no one there had seen Remus without a shirt or a pair of pants lately. In the past few months he apparently grew fond of sweaters and long sleeved pieces.

“No. I don’t think that’s necessary, I mean I can buy other shirts and pants, there is no problem with that.” He replied quickly, trying out his best nervous smile as he darted his eyes from a friend to another, trying to convince them to let his clothes on his body.

“Your clothes are starting to get really ragged because you’re wearing them too many times for too many years in a row. The more clothes you tear apart, the less the other ones will last.” Peter stated, raising a pair of thick brows as he glared at Remus clothes. “Besides, that’s the sweater Molly got you for Christmas, she will be really upset if you tell her you lost it or something.”

‘For Merlin’s beard, he’s right.’ Remus thought as he tried to elaborate a plan to make things work. He had forgotten to change clothes into some old ones, since he was too excited on the beginning of the day about having his friends with him for the first time ever in that monthly scenario. He bit his lower lip, focusing on finding an exit to the issue when he felt Sirius’ hands groping the hem of his sweaters and start pulling it upwards. He lost his self control for a brief instant, slapping those hands away and jumping off the blankets in a very startled reaction, which made his friends stop and stare for a moment.

“What the hell, moons?” Sirius asked. “What’s wrong? You’re timid but not that timid. Will you tell us what’s the problem or no?” the boy frowned. Remus knew they already figured out something was not right, of course, besides the fact that his friend became a werewolf once a month.

Remus bristled, his face twisting in something that looked like pain and sorrow. How would his friends handle if he told them about those scars? They already worried too much and protected him too much, it would be a complete disappointment for them if they knew all those self inflicted wounds and scratches. But he wasn’t in place to lie to them anymore.

“I got something to show…” his voice was dying as he turned around, giving them his back. He started to strip, putting effort in not trembling and concentrating in breathe deeply to keep calm. As he got rid of the sweater he could hear his friends muttering ‘holy shit’ and ‘what the fuck happened to you?’

“Since Dumbledore isolated me here, there is no way to get out or find… victims, you see? When I wake up I’m covered in wounds and blood, so I figured out I do it to myself in lack of others to hurt.” he let out an upset nervous laugh. “And in so far as we approach the full moon, they get even more vivid and reddish.”

They remained in silence for some time, Remus didn’t want to face them yet.

“That’s why I didn’t want y-” his phrase was cut by Sirius’ voice.

“That’s really… badass.” he heard the friend saying. “That’s actually awesome, you don’t need to be ashamed of them, nor hide them from us. We’re your pals, moons, we’re the Marauders.” he heard James speaking and the next thing he felt was all the three friends hugging him, laughing and encouraging him.

“If I end up in detention because of you, may Merlin help you.”

Remus muttered under his breath while Sirius leaded him under James’ borrowed invisibility cloak to the secret passage behind the statue of Gregory the Smarmy. Sirius had waken him up to show him something on the middle of the Forbidden Forest, and Remus, half asleep, apparently had agreed to make him company to the place, and now he couldn’t possibly change the other’s mind.

“If you keep quiet no one’s gonna find us. Shut your hole.” Sirius muttered back as they tried to keep walking into the secret passagem squishing and pushing until they finally reached the exit. They kept the cloak over until the forest’s entrance, and then Remus folded and placed it inside his side bag, the only thing he could grab besides his wand, to go explore the unknown with his friend.

“What are we even doing here?” Remus asked, muffling a yawn with his fist. In order to not get lost, he grabbed the fabric of the back of Sirius’ shirt. He could hear Sirius whisper “Lumus.” and a source of light appeared on the edge of his wand. 

“Shhh, you’ll see.” They kept walking further and further into the woods, being surrounded by a deep darkness in so far as they penetrated the forest, the treetops getting more and morre thick, preventing the moonlight to enter. Remus didn’t want to admit he was starting to get scared, which was comical, since he’d run that forest and many others whilst in his werewolf form. But now he was in his normal sleepy grumpy teenager wizard form, and many things could simply kill them if they had enough bad luck to bump into any of those things.

Several minutes passed, they strolling and rummaging into the darkness only made the boy more nervous, but Sirius looked like he knew where they were going.

A few more minutes, Remus had started complaining again, and they finally reached a clearing. The moonlight bathed that spot and finally they were able to see something. “Nox.” Sirius muttered and took Remus hand, rushing forward as Remus protested, claiming he was too sleepy to run, even though all that darkness and fear had wakened him up a little bit.

“Now shush.” He stopped suddenly, Remus bumping against the other’s back and letting out an ‘ouch’. “Look.” Sirius pointed at something a little bit forward. The two boys walked slowly sideways, finding a tree to hide behind as Remus could see more clearly what Sirius pointed at. They looked like small horses, but with bird faces? They have already studied those on fantastic beasts and where they habit book, but he didn’t know they could live so close. As a matter of fact, it seemed that those were the first to come to the forbidden forest. There were only four of them, two adults and two cubs, the adults were feeding one of the babies as the other ran freely and trotted towards the boys standing there.

“They had just moved a couple of Hippogriffs over here, and they’re hoping them to breed and make the forbidden forest a good home for them.” Sirius whispered, not taking his eyes off the small hippogriff.

“How could you possibly know about this?”

“I have my ways.” He answered with a smirk, Remus knew that was the only thing he could take from the other and settled with that information.

“They’re… really beautiful. Do you think we will treat them on the magical creatures treating class?”

“Nah, they say they’re getting used to things yet. We’ll only be able to see them and touch them in a couple of years maybe, when they feel comfortable here.”

Remus glared at Sirius, frowning as he wondered who had told him those things. Sirius had a lot of contacts and could get anything he wanted easily, but that information was too fresh. How did he do it?

“It’s getting closer.” Remus grimace was broken by those words, the boy focusing on the baby hippogriff getting really close to them. “Don’t move.” Sirius gripped his wand firmly, but Remus simply got off the hiding spot and stood face to face with the not that small creature. The baby was the size of a baby horse.

“What are you doing?” Sirius whispered, nervous. “Get your ass back here.” There was urgency in his tone, but Remus knew what he was doing.

The animal stopped and inspected the boy before him with those big round yellow eyes. Remus bowed down in a respectful act, and slowly raised his head and torso, waiting. Sirius kept behind the tree, completely shocked and confused. The seconds seemed like an eternity, but the creature seemed to mimic the action, bowing down too, and raising the eagle head. Remus then took a step forward, escaping Sirius hand that was reaching for him at that moment, and placed a hand on the back of the creature’s head.

“What a lovely baby, for Merlin.” A timid smile showed up on those lips as Remus stared at a very - very -, dumbfounded Sirius. “I’ve read about them, Sirius, now close your mouth, yes?” he started, petting the animal’s soft feathers. “What’s the use of holding such an important information and not knowing how to use it correctly until the end?”

“Shut up, moons. I’m shocked that you knew that.” He muttered, sighing. “We need to go, anyway.”

“Don’t you wanna pet him?”

“Not really, no.” He said, staring at the creature, then at Remus, who looked like he was enjoying that.

“Well, okay, let’s go then.” he gave the hippogriff a last gentle stroke over the beak, and reached Sirius. “Bye bye, sweet creature.”

“You’re not leaving me again, are you?”

The man asked, facing the cave’s exit as he watched the rain fall outside. Remus has been visiting his friend since their reunion last year, bringing him things to eat, to drink, to warm himself and eventually to keep his mind away from the terrible things that he could have been thinking about, like the time he spent on that macabre place, surrounded by nothing besides dementors and the madness and melancholy of the other prisoners.

Lupin regretted suspecting of his best friend. Badly. The remorse almost had him eaten alive since he and Sirius have been reunited. He didn’t want the other to hold a grudge against him, but he couldn’t possibly ask him for forgiveness. He really thought he didn’t deserve much, and if only Sirius could promise him he’d never leave again, he didn’t really need the other to forgive him.

“I don’t really intend to.” He said. “Are you leaving me?” his tone was apprehensive and somehow painfully bitter. He was curled up on that dark, humid cave’s rocky walls. It’s been a year and a half since he had left Azkaban, swimming his way back to land and running away from the dementors, hiding all the time so he wouldn’t get caught again, and this time, murdered by those hideous creatures.

“No. I’m not.” Lupin replied, his voice smooth and his tone was soothing. He turned to Sirius, a little deeper on the cave Buckbeak was nibbling a dead fat mouse, and not that far away from him there was a improvised fire with a teapot suspended over it, heating up water to prepare some hot tea. Remus approached his friend and sat next to him, laying his back against the wall as well. “You’re cold, use the blankets I brought, pads.” He mentioned, but since he knew the other was too stubborn and would groan about being fine, Lupin made it himself, grabbing the blanket that was right there next to them and covering Sirius’ body and his own, too.

Both men ended up drinking some hot, sweet, green tea, although Remus had to hear Sirius complaining about preferring a scotch or a nice glass of vermouth. He knew he was grateful for that tea, and for the blanket, but he also knew that Sirius had a peculiar way of thanking for things since they were kids. Stubborn proud dog.

“I… I am sorry for doubting you. For suspecting you were guilty… It shouldn’t have even crossed my mind…” Lupin muttered, sighing. Sirius was the most loyal person he had the pleasure to meet during all his life. He was the best friend anyone could ask for, James best friend, that would easily die before betraying any of them. “I am truly sorry, pads.”

For a few minutes, the sound of the rain pouring, the trees moving and the wind whistling were the only audible thing inside that cave. Remus had his hands wrapped around his half empty teacup, his eyes fixed on the brownish liquid inside it, still warm. His brown hair was disheveled as he really rushed to find Sirius and get him the necessary things on that place, and his face was the face of someone that was really remorseful, but according to his friends, that was his usual look.

“I am guilty, Remus.” he started but couldn’t get any far due to the face Remus was now throwing him. A combination between anger, frustration and disbelief.

“You’re not guilty.” He affirmed, his tone was of someone finishing an argument with a decisive point. “And I was wrong when I thought otherwise. And I am deeply sorry for doing so.”

“Okay.” Finally Sirius replied. He wasn’t really mad with Lupin, not anymore. “Just… Stay with me tonight, can you do it?” The bright blue eyes focused on his face, the messy long curled hair contrasting with the pale skin.

Lupin’s first impulse was to think about the things he yet had to do. The reports he had to deliver, and everything else. But at that moment he knew his priority.

“Of course I can do it.” he replied, a faint smile on the lips as Sirius smirked back, the same way he used to do when they were still in school. The man found a comfortable position, leaning against Remus shoulder and snuggling up under the blanket as Remus passed an arm around Sirius body.

“The nightmares lately… are getting fucking real. Vivid, y’know?” he said, letting escape a scorn brief laugh that assembled easily to a dog’s bark. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to have a good night of sleep again.” He scoffed, but his eyes were already closed, while Remus’ hand was tangled on his dense black hair, stroking it slowly as he waited the other man to fall asleep, agreeing with a nod or a simple ‘hum’ every time he mumbled something or complained about anything.

“I can’t believe we broke the bed”

There was no way to tell who looked more shocked, Sirius Black or Remus Lupin. The broken bed belonged to Severus Snape, who was nowhere to be found for the boy’s sake. In fact, Slytherin’s dorm was pretty empty in a kinda suspicious way, but none of the boys could give a flying rat’s ass about that - at least for now -, since their priority was to leave the bedroom as soon as they could.

Earlier in that day.

James Potter thought that would be a great idea to throw a sleepover on his dorm that night. Things had gotten so stressful lately with the possible war coming, and the excessive training - not to mention the upcoming tests -, so he came across this brilliant idea, and decided to call a few of the closest friends to join him and try to have some fun, or at least try.

Sirius, Remus, Lily, Marlene, Peter, Arthur, Molly, Frank, Alice, Dorcas and a few more colleagues were invited, and effectively showed up in the agreed time. Each one of them was in charge of bringing something to eat and something to drink. There were every flavor beans, chocolate frogs, chips, rolls and everything that they had manage to sneak up after the diner that night. Sirius and James were in charge of bringing the drinks, such as butterbeer, green ale, and even whisky, wine, vermouth and rum they dad bought some time ago from a guy in Hogsmeade, and kept safe until the perfect occasion came up, and that was it, the perfect occasion to open up those beverages.

They tried to keep it quiet to avoid bringing attention to the boys dorm, but everyone knew how noisy they actually were, so half an hour past on the pajama party and they were already singing, pillow fighting and considering playing some games beside exploding snap and snitch snatcher!, when Sirius suggested spin the bottle. The great majority there seemed to like the idea, so the boy explained the rules and everyone sat in a big circle on the floor, crossed legs and no idea of what would happen next.

First to spin the bottle was Peter. He challenged Arthur to make a quick lapdance on Molly and that was incredibly funny, because none of them knew exactly how to react, since they weren’t even close to be drunk.

The second one was Sirius, that challenged Marlene to pick someone on the circle and make out with them, and for his surprise she picked him, and the next thing happening was the two of them making out right there while the others watched, James yelling “You go pads!” and Remus trying so much not to look at them that he could open a hole on the bottle with only his stare. 

The third one was Arthur, that had James admitting he had a crush on Lily Evans, and literally no one there was a little bit surprised. He was not that good hiding his feelings, according to his friends.

The game continued, Remus was challenged to drink the rest of the vermouth remaining in the bottle, but he simply couldn’t get really drunk, his metabolism was unbelievable and everyone got really disappointed when he told them about it. Sirius was visibly drunk and finding everything really funny. Dorcas and Peter had their clothes swapped due to a challenge. Arthur had magical flames on his hair and molly had a green colored skin, that changed accordingly to her feelings. Lily’s turn to spin the bottle.

“I challenge Remus and Sirius to…” she took a brief pause, the boys were relaxed, thinking nothing really bad or humiliating could come from her. “break into Slytherin’s common room, go on Severus’ bed and, maybe make out? Yeah, that would be nice.”

The room fell in a ringing silence. 

“That… Is the… That is the most evil thing anyone could ask. Didn’t know you held such a grunge, Evans.” James was slowly clapping as Lily grinned and glared from Remus to Sirius, waiting. 

“I-I-I-we… We can’t do that, Merlin, that would-” Remus started but got interrupted middle sentence when Sirius passed his arm around him and yelled. “WE WILL DO IT. FOR YOU, EVANS.”

Everyone was really excited with the idea of that happening. James lent his invisibility cloak so they could sneak up into the room without anyone noticing them, but that was all.

The two boys could go inside the common room when Narcissa, Sirius’ cousin entered the place. They were very careful not to let anyone bump into them, and with them I mean Remus. Sirius wanted to go straight up to Severus bedroom and get things done, but the other insisted in waiting until things were calmer.

A few minutes had gone by, and the boys managed to find the right room. It was very different from their own dorm, but there was no time to discuss it. The important thing was that there was no one around. No one at all. The silence was starting to disturb the very nervous Lupin when Sirius took off the cloak, snorting.

“This place is pathetic. We could tear some things apart, or spell some casts here and there–” he started, but Remus grabbed him by the arm and pulled him closer.

“It’s too risky to play around, they can arrive at any moment now… We should… We should d-do something to make Lily think we did something and… and then we can return fast enough to the dorm-” Remus was speaking very quickly, rubbing his hands in a nervous act and couldn’t help but glare at any point of that bedroom that wasn’t the friend in front of him.

Sirius noticed very fast how tense Remus was, but the grin on his face wouldn’t vanish. He was a little bit drunk and filled with courage and determination, if he didn’t do anything right there, he wouldn’t be able to do it after, probably. So he started moving towards Remus, agreeing with whatever he was saying with a soft head shake now and then, and when the other bumped into Snape’s bed, Sirius finally answered.

“Why don’t we simply do as we were challenged to? I don’t wanna chicken out like this. Don’t you think Evans would know if we lied?” he started, and for Remus’ despair, he didn’t stop there. “Or you think she’s dumb enough to think we did something that fast?” 

There was no more room to escape behind Lupin, so it only took Sirius a small push to make the boy fall on the mattress, crawling over Remus the next instant.

“Good Goblings what are y–” Remus stopped mid-sentence when he felt Sirius hands running up from his belly to his chest from under his shirt. He winced and reached the other’s hair on the exact second he bit his neck. “You’re drunk Pads, get up!”

“I’m sober enough to know what I’m doing.” He pulled his face from the other’s neck and stared the dark eyes from a close distance.

“I don’t think so.” Remus replied, his face gained a reddish tone as things were happening. Sirius was certainly sober enough to realize Remus was not really pushing him aside nor telling him to stop because he didn’t want that. He only said he was drunk enough to think it over. The boy smirked and tucked a lock of his curled hair behind his ear. 

“I’m fine, believe me, and also, I saw your face when I was making out with Marlene earlier, and holy shit I didn’t think I’d ever see a jealous Moony.” Said that he waited some seconds just to appreciate how outraged Remus looked, and then leaned in for a kiss. The boy under him complained and cursed at first, and then slipped his hand to Sirius neck and continued the kiss. He wished he hadn’t told his friends about his metabolism, now he couldn’t blame the drinks on what was happening there.

They relocated and laid more comfortable on the bed while making out. Sirius was already shirtless and his fast fingers were undoing Remus shirt, while the other boy unzipped his jeans. At this point, Remus was on top, pulling the other’s pants, but that changed when Sirius grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him on his back again. It looked like a domination game, but both were really enjoying. Remus had already several hickeys on his skin, Sirius was not behind in this, too, his neck bruised by nails and teeth.

Remus chest was pitching, his breathe out of rhythm as Sirius reached his private parts underneath the boxer and started to massage it. Black gave the impression of being really amused by his view. Biting his lower lip and lusting for Remus’ moans and groans, enjoying threatening the other and forgetting completely where they were at that exact moment.

When Remus reached his limit, it was his turn to switch places and top Sirius, maybe threaten him a little, but he may have used too much strength, because the next sound he heard was a loud crack, as the bed they were simply went down with a even louder sound.

“I can’t believe we broke the bed.” Sirius said, seeming amused and entertained more than concerned. He laughed as he threw a malicious glare towards Remus, that was definitely shocked and starting to panic. “I think someone was really excited, uh?”

Remus stared at him with, frowning and thinking he could have forgotten what was the current situation there. He adjusted his boxers and got up, ignoring Sirius’ protests, he started to dress himself. “He need to go immediately, before someone comes to check what happened.” And only then Sirius seemed to understand the facts. Both started to get dressed as fast as they could and when they finally finished, Remus covered their bodies with James’ cloak.

“How can we proof we did something to Snape’s bed, though?” Remus asked, and Sirius hurried to grab a broken wood plank from under the broken bed. “Okay, that may work.”

They had no idea of how much time they had spent in there, but they managed to get out Slytherin’s common room and to return to their own dorm, where half their friends were wasted from drinking, and the other half, Lily, Molly and Dorcas seemed to be worried as hell.