Fifteen
Sirius shines his light into the abyss of the tunnel. The walls are narrow, only enough for a single filed line, and are rough with sharp edges of blasted rock. Remus follows closely behind, Peter next, and lastly James. He clutches his cloak closely while holding onto Peter's belt loop. They shuffle along in crouched positions when the statue behind them shuts.
"Lumos," Remus whispers.
The tip of his wand shines brightly behind Sirius, helping James and Peter see where they're going.
"Where do you think this leads?" Peter asks.
"Long tunnel, creepy entrance...maybe our death?" Sirius suggests.
"Not the time Sirius," Remus mutters.
"If we hurry, we can add this to the map when we get back."
"If we make it back," James adds with a smirk.
"Shut up Prongs," Peter and Remus collectively groan.
The tunnel continues on for what feels like ages when Sirius stops. Before them stands a wall of rock. James feels the surrounding walls, grunting.
"Bloody dead end!" Peter exclaims.
"Maybe not," Sirius whispers. The rest crowd around him when he points upwards. Remus lifts his wand to illuminate the cement ceiling overhead. The outline of a square is ragged but noticeable. "Give me a leg, James."
James cups his hands together and Sirius hops up. He pops the cement tiling up, sliding aside. Dust clouds his vision momentarily before he can see his surroundings. "It's...a cellar," Sirius tells them. He grasps the sides of the floor and hauls himself out.
Once all four boys are above ground, they shut the false floor door and inspect the area. Peter wanders around the edges of the room, his wand held out against the boxes lining the walls.
"Guys," Peter says inspecting the jars on the wall. "I think we're in Honeydukes."
"We're in Hogsmeade?" Remus gasps. "That's...impossible."
"Well we walked a damn long way," James snaps. "We could be in fucking Germany by now."
"James we would have to cross beneath the English Channel to be in Germany."
"I'm just saying I didn't walk all this way to be stuck in some shitty cellar."
"When you're done with your lover's spat," Sirius comments, "I'll be upstairs." The three quickly follow Sirius' lead up the wooden stairs on the side. "Alohomora." The door pops open with an eerie creek as they stumble out into the new room.
"Woah," they all whisper in awe.
"It is Honeydukes," James says. He strides across the floor, grabbing a handful of chocolate frogs. "Look at this!"
"It's not free," Remus reminds. "If we take anything we should still pay."
James rolls his eyes, dropping the candy back into the dish. "Whatever. We should go to the Three Broomsticks."
"Prongs, it's three in the morning," Peter says eyeing the clock on the wall.
"Rosie would never deny me service."
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"James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Sirius Black all walk into a bar..." Rosmerta announces with a sly smirk. "Remind me how this one ends."
The bar is remotely empty, spare for two men clutching their empty pints while passed out over their plates. The brooms sweep dust in circles on their own accord, and the rest of the chairs are already stacked on the tabletops. A pungent stench of stale food and booze lingers in the air. Rosmerta swipes the counter clear of any loose lettuce or spilled whisky as the boys approach.
James lets out a wry laugh, taking a seat at the counter. "Hello Rosie," he greets flirtatiously. The boys file into the seats at the bar under Rosmerta's scrutinizing eye. "Two baskets of chips and firewhisky all around. Please."
"No," Rosmerta snaps, hanging the rag over her shoulder.
The boys snicker when he's denied, recalling only fifteen minutes ago his declaration of loyalty from the owner. "Rosie," James pleads with a charming grin. "We're starving."
Rosmerta places a hand on her jut out hip; her vivacious blonde curls are thrown into a ponytail and pushed back with a red piece of fabric. A playful smile tugs at her lips. "It's almost like you get three meals a day at the school you just snuck out of. Oh wait...you do."
Sirius snickers, catching the barmaid's eye.
"Sirius Black and James Potter," Rosmerta drawls. "Now that's a sight I never thought I'd see in my bar." She leans against the counter, her chin in the palm of her hand. "Now what are you doing running around with this devil, Sirius?" She motions to James.
Sirius shrugs, "I ask myself the same thing every day."
"Rosmerta," Remus chimes in. "We don't really need to food. We'll be leaving shortly."
"Nonsense!" She straightens up immediately. "Anything for you Remus." She walks down the bar, pinching Peter's cheek affectionately as she passes. "And butterbeers. I'm not giving underage students alcohol."
As she disappears behind double doors, Sirius faces the other boys with bright eyes. "We should stay here tonight."
Remus immediately shakes his head in refusal. "We have classes in the morning," he counters.
"So? We can still make it back in time and eat breakfast here."
"I'm in!" Peter says raising his hand.
"Yeah, me too," James agrees fist bumping Peter. "It'll be fun!" Remus sits still, his arms crossed defiantly. "What is Sprout going to do if we skip one class? You said yourself that you've already finished the next three assignments Moony!"
Rosmerta pushes through the door with her back, pivoting around with two hot plates of chips in one hand, and a tray of butterbeers in the other. "Here you are kids," she says placing the items down.
"We'll take two rooms as well," James says reaching for his cup. Rosmerta smacks his hand away. "Ow...what was that for?"
"You think I'm going to let you four stay here on a Tuesday night?"
All aside from Remus slowly nod, unsure if there was a wrong or right answer.
"Please Rosie?" Sirius pleads, similarly to James.
They both reach out and grab her hands giving their best puppy dog eyes.
Rosemerta slaps them away, turning around quickly. "You boys are something else..." When she faces them again, her hands hold two room keys. Just as James and Sirius reach out, she pulls away. "If any of you get caught for being here and leaving the school - and I don't even want to know how you managed to find your way here - I will personally tie myself up and say that you held me hostage. Understand?"
"Yes," they simultaneously answer.
"Fine." She tosses the keys down carelessly.
Remus nibbles at the chips quietly whilst James and Sirius laugh about something along the lines of frogs and Beauxbatons. How they manage to rope him into things is beyond him.
"How should we room?" Peter asks between gulps.
"Easy," James answers. "You and me in one, and Sirius and Remus in the other. No offense, but Peter doesn't sing in his sleep...Moony."
"It was one time!" Remus defends.
"Sleep singing?" Sirius questions, holding back the amused grin on his face.
Remus groans, raking a hand over his face as James retells the story. "I was dreaming, right?" James starts animatedly, "And I'm playing quidditch when all the sudden the crowd starts to sing this song! I think I'm going crazy in my dream. Then I wake up, and Remus is singing this muggle song called Dancing Queen in his sleep! So I woke Peter up, and our old roommate Martin, and we just started listening. He was harmonizing with himself and humming the instrumentals!"
"That is...amazing," Sirius laughs. "Have you considered a career in music, Remus?"
"Ha ha," Remus dryly grunts. "Let's not forget the time James thought he saw a dementor and fell out of the window." James' smile quickly converts to a scowl. "You thought I forgot about that? I'm pretty sure I have a picture of it somewhere for proof."
"You git - I tripped!" James tries clarify through the other's laughter.
"Over your panties?" Peter blurts, instantly bursting into another fit of laughter.
James downs the rest of his butterbeer in a single gulp, slamming the cup on the bar. "I'm going to bed. See you prats in the morning."
"We're sorry!" Sirius shouts.
"That you're a wuss!" Peter adds.
Remus wipes his mouth with the inside of his elbow as the laughter dies down. "Uh, we should all probably get to bed," he states solemnly. "We do have classes tomorrow." He swivels around to look at the clock. "In less than four hours."
"Okay dad," Peter slurs tiredly. With a small hop forwards, he lands with two feet and shuffles up the stairs after James.
Sirius grabs his wand, tossing a few coins onto the bar. He follows behind Remus and takes the steps two at a time to be level with him. Once he's on the same step, he leans closer whispering in his ear, "I think he meant daddy."
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Sirius strips off his shirt, tossing it onto the chair beside the dresser. Kicking off his shoes, he slides out of his trousers and throws them blindly as well. He slides into the bed, sitting against the headboard with his arms flexed behind his head. Remus eyes the pile of clothes out of the corner of his eye as he folds his own shirt neatly.
"It's a wonder our dorm isn't an absolute pigsty," Remus says with a chuckle. His hands fumble with the belt buckle, a slight blush washing over his face when he notices Sirius watching him.
Remus slides off his trousers, placing them neatly on top of his shirt and shoes. His hand slaps over the light switch as he quickly gets into the bed. He shifts over some, meeting Sirius in the middle. Their legs touch, a warmth spreading in his stomach. Subconsciously, his hand slides along the sheets until it meets Sirius' leg. Sirius doesn't flinch at the touch, and Remus leaves his hand.
"Remus?" Sirius questions. "Are you coming onto me?"
Remus retracts his hand, his blush intensifying. "What? No..."
Sirius grabs his hand under the sheets. "Really? Because it felt like you were..." He guides Remus' hand over his leg, slowly trailing upwards until it rested over his protruding bulge.
Remus' heart skips a beat, willing everything in his power not to move his hand. But he doesn't have to. Sirius rubs Remus' hand over his hard on, letting out a low moan. Remus' eyes glaze over with lust, moving his fingers to wrap around the girth of Sirius' dick through his briefs.
The warm feeling spreads throughout Remus' body, tingling all the way down to his toes. He moves his free hand down to his own lower region as it starts to grow harder. He slides his other hand against Sirius curiously, running his fingers along the waistband of his underwear. Sirius doesn't object when his fingers dip underneath. His skin is hot against Remus' wandering hand.
"Sirius," Remus whispers.
"Yeah?" Sirius replies breathlessly.
"Can I try something."
Sirius snaps his eyes open when Remus pushes the covers away. "Sure."
Remus hovers over Sirius' body, placing sloppy wet kisses along his abs. Sirius lays still, his hands resting on top of Remus' shoulders. His eyes flutter shut again when Remus sucks hard along his V-line.
Remus traces the veins leading down his briefs which are strained, begging to be followed. His eyes flicker upwards at Sirius, watching the reactions from his touch. His fingers graze the edge of his boxers, slowly pulling them down when Sirius' dick springs up. Remus' eyes widen at the sight. Sure he'd seen James and Peter naked before - considering they'd lived together for nearly 6 years - but they didn't compare to this. It was bigger than he expected, slightly wider than his own, with two veins running down the shaft. He could only imagine what they'd feel like...
The tingling sensation grew in his stomach the longer he looked at it; an aching feeling was beginning to grow between his legs.
Sirius' breath hitches when Remus reaches out with delicate hands, running his hand up the shaft. His body tenses, reveling in every movement.
"Fuck," Sirius gasps as Remus' thumb swipes over the tip.
Remus pauses, a flash of worry wavering across his eyes. "I've never done this," he whispers.
"You're doing a bloody fucking good job so far," Sirius groans.
Remus reaches out and slowly pumps the shaft. His tongue darts out, licking a long stripe up Sirius' dick. His lips curve into a proud smirk when Sirius writhes under his touch. He'd never had this feeling of power before, and he was beginning to like it. Curiously, he swirls his tongue in a circle over the tip, and his hand continues to pump up and down at an excruciatingly slow pace. Taking the tip fully into his mouth, Remus gently sucks, lowering himself onto Sirius as far as he can go.
Sirius grips the sheets; it felt so good to feel Remus around him. The warmth and slickness of his mouth wrapped around him so tightly felt like heaven. When Remus hollows his cheeks down the shaft, he can't help but buck his hips slightly.
"Fuck Remus," Sirius moans.
Remus feels the tip his the back of his throat, and his hand grips the rest that doesn't fit all the way. He lifts his head back up as his tongue moves along the shaft with no sense of direction. Just before the tip reaches his lips again, he bobs his head back down faster than before.
Sirius runs his hands through Remus' hair, pulling slightly when Remus tugs at his balls tenderly. "You feel so good," he pants. "Fuck Remus you're gonna make me cum."
Remus bobs his head at a gradual speed until he can't seem to stop. The louder Sirius moans and grunts his name, the more desire he feels to make him cum faster. He takes Sirius' dick out of his mouth, spitting onto the tip before continuing. His darkened eyes meet Sirius', filling with more lust and desire than he'd ever felt before. He feels Sirius' dick twitch against his lips, knowing he was going to break soon.
"Oh fuck Remus," Sirius groans. His eyes never break contact with Remus, sending him over the edge. "I'm gonna -"
A warm liquid jets into Remus' throat, a slight saltiness to it. Remus slows his pace, sucking until every last drop of cum has been swallowed. He licks the tip one last time before falling beside Sirius onto his back.
"Merlin," Sirius manages to utter between heavy pants. His head is in the clouds, unable to think clearly. "That was hot."
Remus reaches down to his own pants which are wet from his own orgasm. "I know."
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A/N: That was my first attempt at writing anything like that...so sorry if you absolutely hate it. Wasn't sure if I wanted to add these parts to the book but I thought why not give it a try lol.
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