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Sirius startles awake from a nap and looks up. He's laying with his head on his friend, Remus', lap. The common room is deserted, but Remus is so absorbed in his book Sirius doubts he has noticed.
The light from the fire flickers, and in its light, Sirius once more feels his heart swell. Because Remus looks lovely tonight, so much so that it hurts Sirius just to look at him. Suddenly his eyes meet Sirius'.
"Woke up, did you?" He asks with a curl of his lips.
"I love you." Sirius hadn't meant to say it, not really. But he couldn't help it.
Remus smiles, gentle and loving, "I love you too, Padfoot."
Sirius nearly scoffs as Remus goes back to his book.
If only.