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Breakfast Conversations
"I'm gay, mate."
James looked over at his friend in surprise. They were one of the few people sitting in at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. It was still too early in the morning for most of their friends to be awake.
"Uh, okay?" he replied.
The statement turned into more of a question than he originally intended. Sirius suddenly decided to pour himself a glass of orange juice. James set down his fork, giving his friend his full attention.
"Is it okay?" Sirius asked stiffly. His shoulders were hunched, and he refused to look James in the eye.
"Yeah, of course, it is!" James said firmly. "I'm just confused a little. I asked if you wanted maple syrup with your pancakes, and then you said that."
"Oh."
There was a beat and then—
"You were really lost in thought, weren't you?"
"Uh huh."
"You haven't been listening to a word I've been saying since we left the dorm."
"Nope."
James grinned. "Well, good for you, mate," he said. "I'm proud of you. Now, do you want maple syrup or not?"
"Yes, please."
Prompt (Thirty Days of the Gays [challenge] — Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges): Gay! Sirius
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