Sirius' Fancy Dress
Sirius' Fancy Dress
“SIRIUS?! WHERE DID YOU PUT MY TIE?! I KNOW IT WAS YOU THAT TOOK IT!!” Remus yelled, frantically searching the dorm for said tie, thoroughly destroying the room in the process. The rest of their friends were down in the common room, already at the party. “We’re going to be late. James will be pissed” Remus muttered, continuing to make the room look like it had been ransacked.
“I don’t know where your tie is, Moony” Sirius finally answered, coming out of the bathroom. “Like I told you the other day, I put it back on your trunk.” Sirius peered around at the room and frowned at the mess. “Christ, Moony! What’ve you done to the place?!”
“Well it wouldn’t be like this if you gave me my bloody tie.” Remus stated, exasperatedly pulling socks from his trunk. “Now hurry up, the party’s already started and James will have our heads if we’re-” Remus broke off as he turned to look at Sirius.
He felt his mouth fall open as he stared at the sight. Sirius stood in the doorway of the bathroom. In a dress. Remus vaguely recognised it as Marlene’s. It was jet black with intricate lace details. And it was very short. Sirius had paired it with knee high heeled boots he knew were Mary’s, and full glam makeup. A pair of red devil horns stuck out from his mane of black hair. And around his neck… Remus’ tie.
Remus gulped down a breath to recover himself. Sirius smiled a smug smile. “Oh, come on now Moony. James will have our heads if we’re late.” Sirius mocked, waggling his eyebrows. Remus drew in another breath and threw down the pair of socks he had in his hand.
“Oh fuck that.” He laughed, striding over to where the other boy stood. He stopped mere inches from Sirius’ face and loomed over him. Remus grinned and took Sirius’ face in his hands as he bent down to place a strong and heated kiss on the other boy's lips.
Remus felt Sirius’ arms wrap around his waist, pulling them closer together. The kiss deepend, desperate and fast. Remus smiled as Sirius gasped for breath. Remus brought his hands down to grip the tie around Sirius’ neck.
“Looks like I found your tie.” Sirius whispered against Remus’ lips. Remus glared his best fake glare and pulled Sirius back in. The party could wait.