Sir Deranged Reindeer: You read My Calm Serenity? Well, you make my day, too! The name is pronounced Pol-ook

SP-in-Sirius-Denial: Hm? Is Sirius tricking them? I don't think so………

Elvish Jedi

Glinda: See? I put another note up! This one from James!

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Seraphina Pyra:

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Mr. Padfoot

What's up with this Poluque guy? I thought you had the hots for Remus. Or at least, you seem to. You two are always hanging out, and you're always all over him and stuff. Besides, it seems like the guy can hardly ever keep his pants on, anyway. You'll end up being the flavor of the week, you know? I'd hate to end up like that, myself. I don't know. Just talk to me after class.

Mr. Prongs

P.S. Did you know that Moony's bi?

Sirius glared down at the sheet of paper. First Evans gives him the evil eye all day for some unknown reason, and now James was criticizing him for his taste in guys. What would James know about it, anyway, he didn't even like guys. He crumpled it up, wincing at the noise it made. He quickly looked up at the teacher in hopes that he hadn't noticed, but apparently he hadn't. Either that, or he was dead. Sirius hoped it was the latter; he hated potions.

He was really beginning to hate his friends. While he was stuck in advanced potion classes three times a week, James and Peter only had it once, and Remus had Defense Against the Dark Arts all day, nearly every day, with the occasional Transfiguration, Charms, or History class shoved in. Maybe he should become a teacher like Remus, that way he wouldn't be stuck with the Slytherins all the time.

At lunch he trudged in and plopped down besides James. He gave a sideways glare at his friend before shoveling mashed potatoes onto his plate.

"Where're Remus and Peter?" he asked.

"Peter is in the hospital wing with Remus. Poor Moony had a particularly rough lesson. Something about small dragons," James said, fluffing his hair.

"What did you mean in that note you gave me?" Sirius said.

"Hm?" James looked up, momentarily. "What do you mean? I thought was being very clear."

"About me having the hots for Moony."

"Oh!" James said. "Well, you are always hanging on him. You know, grabbing, hugging, all that stuff. I just figured you wanted to touch him as much as possible."

Sirius frowned. "That's only because Peter always freaks out at the thought of touching people and you hit me whenever I try."

"That's cause I'm not a poof."

Sirius threw his friend another glare. "You calling me a poof, you wanker? And that last part. Where you hinting at something?"

"Yes. And no, I wasn't hinting, I was merely asking. I didn't know until a few days ago," James stood up. "Anyway, I have to get to the library. I'll talk to you later."

Sirius snorted. In all likelihood, James was just going to stalk Evans. No use in following him. Unless he wanted another boring talk on how beautiful she was, then having James ask him a thousand times why she wouldn't go out with him. At least the other girls had stopped trying, seeing as how he made it obvious he was taken. They had been annoying, and Sirius had a reputation to keep up.

Well, this left nothing better for Sirius to do than visit Remus. And force the werewolf to help him with his homework.

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Notes: Well, there is. After a busy first little while of school, I've got an update. You know, this story was only meant to be a ficlet, or maybe even two chapters. But I think I like writing this. It's my first slash story, and it is rather interesting to work on. The one problem was that when it first really started to become a slash story, the day I was writing it all my sister's gay friends started flocking to our house for some reason . It just freaks me out to write stuff like this with people like that around, I don't know why.