It wasn’t as though they hadn’t done this before… actually they did this quite often. Both boys, to keep the others from becoming suspicious, would sneak down to the empty Transfiguration classroom after hours for a few private moments of teenage carelessness.
Dorm life sucks, and they were forced to get creative.
Now only if Sirius had not forgotten the map.
Sirius: *first to arrive as per usual, shucks off his quidditch sweater and trousers while he waits for Remus to arrive*
*hears footsteps outside of the classroom*
Voice From Doorway: Lumos Maxima
Sirius: Fuck
McGonagall: *shocked* Mr. Black.
McGonagall: What in Merlin’s name are you doing on my desk? Please tell me this is not yet another highly inappropriate demonstration of your affections.
Sirius: …ew No, ma’am.
I- uh, I was–
I was studying.
McGonagall: Studying?
Sirius: Yes. I was studying.
McGonagall: And why, pray tell, must you bare yourself in order to study, Mr. Black?
Sirius: shit Uh, well….
Wool… is- uh-
It’s very itchy and distracts a studious… student, like myself, from focusing on this riveting passage that I am supposed to be learning from.
So I figure, why not just remove it and keep the creative…
juices *cringe* flowing?
McGonagall: From now on, Mr. Black, please refrain from studying in the nude.
McGonagall: Oh, and Mr. Black. Do ask your “study partner” to meet me in my office after he has collected himself as well.
You are aware that there will be punishment, correct?
Sirius: …. well played.
Remus: *bursts into the room, already half-naked* Sirius!
Sirius: *pales* Er… Remus…. *nods to McGonagall*
McGonagall: Must be chilly in your half-clothed state, Mr. Lupin. I suggest you put on a sweater.
Remus: *stutters*
McGonagall: I would appreciate you boys finding another classroom to… “study” in. And since you’re here… I’ll see you in my office in an hour… or so… Mr. Lupin.
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