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"Are we ever going to tell the others?"
"We should. I mean, we're the Marauders. We don't keep secrets from each other."
"The question is, how?"
"Exactly. Sometimes, I think it would be easiest to just intentionally let them walk in on us snogging."
"Sirius!"
"You can't deny it would be easier."
"Well, I suppose, but —"
"Relax, Moony. I know you'd never be okay with that. It was just wistful thinking, is all."
"We're going to have to just come out and tell them sometime soon, though."
"Any particular reason it has to be soon? Just out of curiosity?"
"Well, I know they've both noticed you've stopped hounding girls."
"Poor Moony. Waiting all that time for me to figure out that girls are really nothing compared to you."
"I'm sure it all depends on personal preference."
"Stop being modest, Moony."
"I'm not being modest."
"Yes, you are. You're just trying to use less modest phrasology to be modest."
"How does that work?"
"No clue."
"It's perfectly true that it all depends on personal preference. I mean, take James for example. He certainly wouldn't agree with you that I'm preferable to girls, moreover a certain girl, namely Lily Evans —"
"Shut up, Moony."
"Make me, Padfoot."
"Is that an invitation?" Sirius asks, a wicked gleam in his eye.
"…perhaps."
Sirius grins and launches himself at Remus, knocking him back on the bed. Remus's laughing protests are cut off as Sirius's mouth finds his. Within moments, silliness is gone, and the two are lost in a passionate embrace. Sirius rolls over to stop crushing Remus and pulls him closer.
"What the hell?"
Sirius and Remus scramble apart to see James and Peter standing in the doorway.
"Well," says Remus with a resigned look at Sirius, "I guess we'll have it your way."
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