A/N: Kind of almost done. Sort of… well not really. I have part of the next one done and I'm trying specially hard not to stop again. I will finish. I am determined.

Chapter!!

"And you agreed to this plan?"

"What else could I do?"

Remus looked exasperated.

"Talked him out of it maybe?! This can only end badly."

"He looked so miserable. I couldn't say no Moony I just couldn't."

Remus sighed and looked at his best friend, taking in the downcast look on his face and the absence of the normal shine in his eyes.

"Maybe he'll come to his senses."

Sirius just grunted at that one. Harry had been way happier since they had made their plan. He had hardly seemed phased by the questions and stares while they were out. Sirius thought bitterly that that was probably because he knew he'd be free of them soon.

"How was he planning on doing it anyway?"

Sirius shrugged.

"There's been a bunch of people asking him to give interviews. He said he was going to do one of those and just say it was a short thing but it's over now. Don't know if that's the definite plan though. He doesn't seem to think it's important enough to talk about a lot."

"Have you even talked about it at all?"

"Not really. He always tells me to stop fussing and says "we'll talk about it later" but so far "later" is yet to come."

Remus sighed at the utter uselessness of his friends.

"Sirius, you need to…"

"Hey there, talking about anything fun?"

Remus turned round to see Harry walk into the room. He dropped his coat on the side and pulled up a chair next to them, briefly leaning over to kiss Sirius on the cheek.

"Not really."

Sirius had completely clammed up and was watching his feet swing backwards and forwards but if Harry had noticed he wasn't letting on. Remus decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Harry, we were just talking about this plan of yours. I really don't know if it's such a good idea."

"It's fine Remus. I've got it sorted. I have an interview with Witch Weekly tomorrow so I'll tell them then. Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure you've thought this over?"

"Yes Remus I'm sure."

"I just really think…"

"Listen, can we talk about this later? I just realised I'm late for meeting someone. Sorry."

Remus watched with his mouth hanging open as Harry grabbed his coat again and rushed out.

"I told you he wouldn't talk about it."

Remus didn't know who he wanted to hit more- Sirius for being right and being a pushover or Harry for just being plain ridiculous and stubborn. Until now he would have said that Sirius was the stubborn one but… well this really just showed how well matched the two of them were.

"Well you can't just let him do this without even talking about it first so I suggest you find a way to make him."

Remus stood up and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Home, I told Severus I would be back for dinner. Besides, you need to think of a way to make Harry change his mind and I know you think better in peace."

Sirius sighed as Remus left. He just didn't understand. He couldn't just make Harry change his mind because he was so damn stubborn and he knew it would result in them fighting and a little part of him was worried that if he annoyed Harry too much about this then he might change his mind and actually break up with him. He didn't like this plan but he would take being fake dumped over being real-life dumped any day.

He tried to think of ways to persuade Harry that this interview wasn't a good idea but in his mind they all ended in bad ways. He briefly wondered if it really mattered what everyone else thought before remembering that it wasn't what everyone else thought that bothered him but the fact that Harry cared so much what everyone else thought.

By 10:30 he had thought so much that his brain hurt and all he had come up with was polyjuicing into Harry and doing the interview for him which he knew would make Harry mad so he decided to give up and go to bed. Unfortunately, once in bed, he couldn't actually get to sleep.

Sometimes he really hated life.

He didn't know what time it was when Harry came back. It felt like it had been hours since he had started trying to sleep but he had always been an awful judge of time so it could easily have been 20 minutes.

He decided he didn't feel like talking so, feeling incredibly immature, he rolled over and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. He heard Harry walking around the room, changing and putting things away, and then he felt his warm body slide in next to him. He waited for a few minutes until he thought Harry would be asleep before turning over to look at him. Unfortunately Harry was sleeping at all but was propped up on his elbow smirking at him.

"I knew you were awake."

"How?"

"You make this cute snuffling sound when you're asleep."

"Oh…"

Harry looked at him for a while with a wondering look on his face.

"Ok, what's up?"

"Huh?"

"You were pretending to be asleep and now you're not talking. What's wrong?"

To bring it up or not to bring it up, that is the question.

Sirius was about to say that he was tired when he saw the look on Harry's face. He looked completely confused and if Sirius was honest- that annoyed him. It annoyed him because he was freaking out about this whole plan and Harry didn't even realise, in fact he thought it was so unimportant that he wouldn't talk about it and couldn't even remember it when he could see that Sirius was upset about something.

"Is that a serious question?"

More confused.

"Um yes?"

Sirius just shook his head, exasperated. A tiny part of him kind of wanted to have that fight he had been worried about. At least then Harry would have to acknowledge that this was a big deal, at least to him.

But the more rational part of him knew that he would regret it if he started anything so he kept his mouth shut.

"Sirius?"

"It's not important, really."

He leant forward and captured Harry's lips in an attempt to distract him. It seemed to work for a bit and as he felt Harry's warm breath on his face and his tongue wrapping around his all off his annoyance evaporated. This was definitely better than fighting.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for Harry to remember that they were talking about something.

"Don't try and distract me Black. What's wrong? And don't say it's nothing."

Sirius sighed and lay back on his pillows, staring at the ceiling.

"Well?"

"It's just… well, this plan. I know I agreed to it but… can't we at least talk about it?"

"What is there to talk about?"

"Just anything. Like, what you're going to say, what I'm supposed to say when the inevitable questions start, why you care so much, any other possible alternative ways to fix this which don't involve us having to lie about our relationship."

"Well, I'm going to say that it was just a short thing and we've decided against it now but we're still close, you can say the same."

"Right, so that bring us to why do you care? Because I don't. Being with you makes me happy and what other people say won't change that. Until this whole thing started I would've said you felt the same."

"I do, I just…"

"Well obviously not or you wouldn't want to do this."

"Sirius, you agreed to this."

Sirius just rolled his eyes and turned away form Harry, knowing that if they carried on much longer they would end up yelling. After a few minutes he heard Harry do the same thing beside him. He shut his eyes and tried to sleep but it wouldn't come. Once his anger had gone down a bit all he really wanted to do was hold Harry and tell him he didn't care about anything else so long as they were together. He didn't though. He just lay awake until the sun came up.

Harry did exactly the same thing.

A/N: Reviews please!