Written for the Rival Pairing Challenge by xAccioDramionex

Warnings: Slash

Secrets and Plans

As usual, Sirius was alone in the dorm. Remus was in the library, Peter was in the kitchens pestering the house-elves for food, and James was at Quidditch practise. Sirius was beginning to find this routine quite annoying, seeing as he was always left by himself.

He sighed heavily and looked out the window; it was snowing as it was almost Christmas. He still hadn't got anything for his friends. Peter was easy, just get him a box of Bertie Bott's and he'd be quite happy. Remus would just like a book, didn't matter which one, as long as it was long and boring in Sirius's mind. James, however, was difficult to buy for. Sirius couldn't just get him a normal present, because James was his best friend, so it had to be special. Sirius sighed again. He knew that wasn't the only reason he couldn't find anything to get for James. He didn't exactly know what to buy for the love of his life, who was naive to the fact he adored him. Sirius's train of thoughts broke as he heard the door of the dorm open.

"Remus!" Sirius shouted, getting up off his bed. "Finally, someone!"

"Oh, hey," Remus mumbled, engrossed in the thick book he was holding out in front of him.

"C'mon, you're out of the library now, you don't have to read anymore," Sirius said, making a grab for the book, gripping it and tugging it out of Remus's hand.

"HEY!" Remus shouted, trying to reach for his book. Sirius threw it into a corner.

"Don't be so boring, Moony," Sirius said. Remus narrowed his eyes.

"If I want to read, then I can read. Just like you want to be an idiot, so you be an idiot," he said, walking to the corner where his book had been thrown and picking it up.

"I'm not an idiot! I'm just so bored! You've been in the library for hours, and Pete's just stuffing his face with Merlin-knows-what! James is at Quidditch every single hour of every single day!" Sirius yelled, exasperated. "I'm just getting lonely, y'know?"

"Go get yourself a girlfriend or something," Remus suggested, flipping through the pages of his book, to find where he was.

"I don't want a girlfriend," Sirius muttered.

"Go get yourself a pet then," Remus answered.

"I don't want a bloody pet!"

"I'm just trying to help," Remus said, annoyed. He put down his book on the table. "What do you want me to do about your boredom?"

Sirius sighed. "I don't know. You're supposed to be the smart one."

"Hey, how about this? Go and read a book! You might actually learn something," Remus suggested.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Please, I don't need books."

"Then what else are you going to do while I sit and read?"

"Moony! I don't want to read! I don't want a pet or a girlfriend or anything! I just want J-" Sirius clapped his hand to his mouth. He couldn't believe he'd almost said it aloud.

"You just want what?" Remus questioned.

"Nothing," Sirius mumbled. "Forget I said anything."

"No, because since I've walked in, you've grabbed my book, threw it in the corner, shouted at me, told me I'm boring, made me put down my book to listen to your whining, so just tell me."

"Why should I?" Sirius asked childishly.

"I just gave you all my reasons," Remus said. "C'mon, can't be that bad?"

"It's a secret though, Moony. I never meant to say it out loud," Sirius explained.

"I told you my secret," Remus pointed out.

"No, we guessed your secret," Sirius corrected.

"Yeah, well unless you're You-Know-Who in disguise, then it can't be any worse than my secret," Remus said.

"Depends how you look at it," muttered Sirius. When he saw the expression on Remus's face, he looked down. "Fine, it's not worse than yours, but it's still pretty bad."

"I won't tell anyone," Remus said.

"I won't tell you," Sirius replied, folding his arms and smiling.

"Fine then, I'd better go back to the library," Remus said, standing up and making his way towards the door.

"NO! Please!"

"Tell me then," Remus said.

"This is blackmail," Sirius said angrily. Remus smiled at his friend.

"You know I won't tell anyone, and you know I won't judge you," he said, sitting down on Sirius's bed.

"Fine, OK," Sirius said.

"So, what's the secret?"

"I, uh...Like someone," Sirius said nervously.

"You do? I thought you didn't want a girlfriend?"

"I don't want a girlfriend," Sirius said. "How many times do I have to say that?"

The door creaked open, and in came Peter, face covered in chocolate. He walked over to where they were sitting. "Hey, guys," he said, showing off his chocolate-covered teeth and bad breath.

"Go have a shower or something Wormtail, you're disgusting," Sirius said, covering his eyes and holding his nose.

"Why?" Peter asked.

"Just brush your teeth," Remus said. Peter looked confused, but left. "Anyway Sirius, you like a girl, but you don't want a girlfriend? That doesn't make any sense. You like her but you don't want to date her?"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "I didn't say that!"

"Well, tell me then, because I'm not really understanding... And you have to be quick because Peter could come back any minute and I'm guessing you don't want him to know..."

"Yeah, not really," Sirius laughed. "What would you say if I told you the person I like isn't a-"

"- a what?" Remus asked, leaning closer.

"-a girl," Sirius whispered. Remus's eyes widened.

"You like a guy?" he whispered. Sirius nodded. Just then, Peter came back into the room.

"You guys were right, my teeth were pretty gross," he said, plonking down on his own bed.

"Yeah, we know," Sirius said, closing the curtains so that Peter couldn't see them. "Don't tell anyone, please," he whispered to Remus.

"I won't," Remus answered, smiling at Sirius.

"Thanks."

"You have to tell me who you like, though," Remus said.

"I do?"

"Yep."

"Right, OK. He's sexy, hot, funny, nice, amazing, has gorgeous eyes, adorable smile-"

"- sorry Sirius, but you know, since I'm straight, I don't think any guys are sexy or hot or whatever else you said, so how am I supposed to guess?"

"Too bad," Sirius said, grinning.

"Do you speak to him often?" Remus asked, determined to find out.

"Uh huh," Sirius said.

"Gryffindor?"

"Yeah, obviously!"

"Ok, ermm what does his name begin with?"

Sirius thought wildly of other Gryffindor boys with names beginning with J, just so Remus wouldn't guess straight away. "J"

"J? Joe Green?"

"No."

"Um, Jordan Smith?"

"Are you being serious?"

"Just thinking of names beginning with J... Um, John Owen?"

"He's in Ravenclaw," Sirius said impatiently.

"Sorry! I can't think of anymore boys in Gryffindor beginning with J."

"Are you stupid?" Sirius asked incredulously.

"No!" Remus answered defensively. They heard the door open again, and footsteps. Remus opened the curtains of Sirius's bed to see a dripping wet, shivering James. He'd obviously been practising in the heavy snow. "Oh hey, James," Remus said.

"Hi," James replied, grabbing his Pyjamas and heading towards the bathroom to get changed.

Sirius raised his eyebrows at Remus.

"What?" Remus asked.

"Who was that, who just walked in?" Sirius asked, hoping that Remus really wasn't that stupid.

"James..." Remus answered, confused. Sirius didn't say anything back, but just kept looking at Remus. Something must've clicked inside Remus's head, as his mouth fell into a small 'O'.

"You like James!?"

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^^ oh look, I just rhymed :D