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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Astronomy: Task: Write about someone who cannot see their own beauty, be it inner beauty or outer beauty. Prompt: Mirror

Stratego: "Sirius… oh for the love of—FINE."

Geeks Make Sirius Hard

Sirius/Remus

"Remus, come here," Sirius demanded, rushing over to Remus and grabbing his hand to haul him from his chair. Sirius' other hand reached for Remus' book.

"Sirius, I'm almost finished the assignment," Remus muttered, not taking his eyes from the page he was reading, and somehow managing to elude Sirius' grabbing hand. "Just a few more minutes."

"But I need you to see this," Sirius whined. "Please. Just come and look." He pulled at Remus, making it impossible for him to concentrate on anything except Sirius.

"Sirius… oh for the love of—FINE." He knew that there was no stopping him when he was pushing like that. Remus knew he should be used to it by now, because that was what Sirius was like and he wouldn't have him any other way.

They walked over to the corner to where the mirror stood and Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus.

"What am I looking at?"

"You - us," Sirius said, smiling soppily.

"You look quite handsome. You're hair is looking particularly… soft," Remus offered, wondering if it was time for Sirius' hourly compliment that the Animagus seemed unable to live without.

He nodded. "I know," Sirius replied, vainly. "But I wanted you to look at you, not me… for once."

Remus began to roll his eyes and turned his gaze to Sirius once more. "Careful, I might make the mirror shatter," he muttered.

"No. I said you," Sirius said, his tone losing the playfulness. "Don't you see how perfect you look?"

"Yeah. So perfect, if you consider too skinny, too scarred and overly geeky as perfect."

"Who said that?"

"You did. You're always teasing me about being 'tall and slim' and always touching my scars and kissing them and your constant reminders that geeks make you hard."

"Not all geeks," Sirius replied, defensively. "Just you."

Remus sighed. "Sirius, can I go back to my book now?"

"Remus, just... just look again. I want you to see what I see. I want you to see someone beautiful and smart. Someone who looks handsome and with scars that make him look sexy and dangerous. Someone who is geeky, but the type of geeky that makes people have to take cold showers because they just can't handle it."

He reached out a hand, tracing Remus' face. "Unusual amber eyes, kissable lips. You're beautiful, Remus."

"I'm not -"

Sirius frowned, pulling away. "And what if I told you that I wasn't good looking?" he asked.

"But of course you are. You're the best looking guy in the school, no-one even comes close to how beautiful you are - both inside and out," Remus said, not quite understanding why Sirius was saying that.

"Exactly. You don't get why I'd put myself down like that because you see me as the best looking guy in school. So why don't you understand that it works both ways - when you put yourself down, I don't get it, Remus. You're beautiful."

"Maybe to you."

"One day I'll get you to see it," Sirius insisted.

500 Words

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