Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be
Dedication: To the person who taught me why to never plant trees
Day Twenty Two
Okay, so subtlety is NOT my middle name. But then it never was and never will be. Yesterday I kissed - more of a very short peck really - Remus Lupin. If he didn't know what I was thinking before he bloody well knows now. It'd be interesting to hear his thought train. I have one of two options:
1) Oh sweet Merlin he kissed me, ME! He likes me, I like him, that sexy, SEXY Black!
But wait, he would never say that, he's too reserved and…reserved. Well, I have three options as to his thoughts:
1) See above
2) Well, young Sirius Black kissed me, how pleasant, I will now make plans to ravish him.
3) I hate him, how could he do that?
Personally I hope it's number one, because wouldn't that be great?
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Here comes Remus, he's coming closer.
"Good." Is all he whispers in my ear. The message is delivered, but it gives me way too much to think about. He laughs before saying "Happy Twenty Second."