Disclaimer: Don't own. If I had this wouldn't have been a fanfiction.
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Butterflies
"Remus?"
"What's wrong Sirius?"
"I... I... I think there's something wrong with me. I think I'm sick."
"Oh, then go to the hospital wing."
"No, I was there, but she said it was nothing wrong with me."
"Then why are you so worried?"
"But, sometimes I get butterflies in my stomach and my heart start beating faster. I doesn't feel that bad, though, but I don't know what it is."
"Well, I think you're in love. That's the problem with you."
"Is that love?"
"Yes."
"...But, it can't be. I can't be in love with..."
"Who?"
"No one..."
"You are blushing!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes you are don't try to deny it!"
"Sirius Black doesn't blush."
"Obviously he does..."
"Okay, fine I do blush."
"No need to snap."
"Sorry."
"So, who's the lucky girl?"
"You."
"What? Hey, I'm not a girl!"
"No, you're the lucky boy."
"Are you kidding me?"
"No"
"No, wait! Where are you going?"
"Away. These butterflies are killing me."
"Yeah, me too..."
"What? You're blushing."
"No, I'm not. Hmm, maybe I am."
"So you have butterfly-problems too."
"Yeah..."
"Do you have them right now?"
"Yes."
"Me too."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Wow that kiss was amazing."
"Yes, it was. One more time?"
"Sure!"
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A/N: And we're leaving them there, in their happiness. :P