Wolfstar
Remus watched as the mischievous glint left Sirius’ eyes and was replaced with anger. The smirk he had adorned since the start of his argument with snape had faltered slightly, but only noticeably to Remus.
The boy raises his wand and shoves it into snapes abnormally large nose, ready to fling curses and hex's by the dozen.
Remus now places a hand on the boys shoulder and whispers in his ear.
“Don’t, it’s not worth it.”
Behind him he hears Snape snicker and he unconsciously tightens his hand on Sirius’ shoulder. Sirius grabs his wrist and pulls his hand off, though not unkindly.
“Let’s go Moons, his stench is starting to fry his own hair.” Remus feels an involuntary shiver run down his back at the tone in Sirius’ voice. Sirius leads him down the hall, his wrist still in his unwavering grip.
Just before they make it to the stair’s leading to the Gryffindor common room though, Sirius drops Remus’ wrist and quickly swerves into an abandoned classroom. Remus follows and hears Sirius cast a few charms before yelling out and blasting a few of the chairs around them. Remus just watches by the door as chairs fly, never flinching as they crash into walls or each other.
Suddenly Sirius turns to Remus who looks at him with pursed lips and an otherwise blank face.
“Are you done?” He says, his voice lacking every emotion but boredom.
“Oh piss off. Like you aren’t getting a kick out of this.” Sirius stalks towards Remus who is leaned against the door.
“Me? Getting a rise out of you being angry?” Sirius is now inches from Remus.
“Never.” Remus quickly attaches his hands to Sirius’ hips and spins them around so Sirius is now against the door. “Doesn’t sound like something I would ever do.” He whispers as he slowly closes the distance between their faces.
Sirius leans forward but Remus swerves last second and tilts his head to drag his lips across his jaw.
“Moony,” Sirius’ voice is full of warning but Remus only smiles as he can also hear it wavering with every touch.
“Pads?” Remus murmurs the nickname innocently into the exposed neck before him with a smile.
“Tease me again and you won’t want me angry for this.” At the word ‘this’ Sirius snaps Remus’ hips to his making both of them groan.
Remus pulls him head back to look Sirius in the eyes. “Maybe I do.” Sirius groans again before finally pulling Remus forward by his loose tie and kissing him. The kiss is heated and desperate, just as they both like it.
Sirius walks Remus backwards until his legs hit a desk were Remus turns them around. Wrapping his hands around the back of Sirius’ thighs and lifts him on to the desk, making him eye level with Remus. Sirius wraps his legs around the back of Remus’ and pulls him impossibly closer.
Sirius pulls back for a second to breathe before smirking at Remus and diving back in, hands on his shirt buttons.
In his heart is a supernova for his moon.