My first Remus and Sirius fanfic. Please review or PM with opinions! :D
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain; the only thing that's real.
"Have you ever thought…you know…maybe you're gay?"
Sirius's eyes nearly popped out of his face as he barked, "What?!"
James sighed with a laugh, "Sorry, sorry…I mean…you just never stick with any of the girls you date and…I mean, I know you love snogging, and I completely understand. After all, you're a real pro, a prime example to follow, really…but it never becomes anything serious and…I mean…I dunno, just thought you might be distracted, having me—such a killer—as your best friend."
Sirius's face shrank back into a sly expression, "Oh, that's exactly it, James. I'm just taken by you!"
They laughed as Peter walked over to the two, under the tree's shade where they were hiding from the frightening heat. The chubby boy sat across from the two and smiled as they greeted him, informing,
"Moony's at it again; in the library. He said not to wait up for him at lunch; that he probably won't be done with his research until late tonight."
James rolled his eyes as Sirius complained, "Oh, Merlin, has he truly got nothing better to do than shove his nose in a book? I mean…he's friends with me! Me! Sirius Black! The irresistible, the clever and devious Sirius Black whom everyone adores and showers with love and attention! Why wouldn't he want to spend every waking moment with me? …Sirius Black!"
James looked to the boy next to him, "How many times did you just compliment yourself?"
Sirius took out both hands, knocking down fingers while muttering until he replied, "About seven."
"You really know the meaning of self-esteem, Padfoot."
Sirius grinned, "It's part of my undying charm."
"Eight, then." Peter interjected as James slid his hand lazily over his face.
"We've got to get him out of there. He's been hiding up there for weeks! What could be so damn interesting?"
Sirius was still trying to figure out what Peter meant when he said 'eight', but ignored it when he offered, "Maybe he's secretly looking at dirty witch magazines."
Peter blushed as James gave him an outrageous stare, "Not possible," Started James, "Rem can hardly talk to a girl, much less stare at naked ones and wank."
Sirius shrugged, "Never know. It's always the quiet ones."
"What?" Peter pressed.
"The quiet ones," Sirius repeated, "they're the freakiest ones."
"Oh, come on, Sirius. Not Rem." James insisted.
Sirius smirked, "I dunno, he could be the dirtiest of us all!"
"Doubt it; I'm pretty sure you take that title." James smiled as Peter agreed with a nod.
Sirius stood up, brushing off his pants as he suggested, "Well, let's go see for ourselves!"
