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Theme #14: What did you say?

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"Mooony…!" Sirius sang.

Remus flipped a page in his book and ignored Sirius as much as he could. Sirius frowned and tried to pry the tome from Remus' hands. The werewolf hung on firmly.

"Moony!" Sirius said, an obvious pout in his voice.

"Hm?" Remus finally granted. "You'd get my attention more if you actually called me by name, Sirius."

"I thought you liked your nickname," Sirius accused, once again trying to pluck the book from Remus' lap. The prefect turned away, successfully hiding an amused smirk from the dark-haired boy.

"I like my given name better," Remus admitted, trying his best not to snicker at Sirius' scandalized look.

"Moony!"

"Remus," the said boy corrected.

"What if I like your nickname better?" Sirius questioned.

"Then that's your prerogative," Remus answered evenly, shrugging his shoulders.

"How about we make a deal?" Sirius said, his voice suddenly sounding sly, as it was opt to do whenever he was struck by his own, astoundingly large brilliance.

"How about we don't?" Remus questioned.

"Now, now," Sirius scolded, obviously too interested in his own prowess to allow Remus' skepticism to deter him. "How about, for ever time I actually call you by your silly little name, you pay me."

"Pay you!" Remus finally looked up from his book, frowning. "Sirius, you know that I hardly have enough money to buy your guys birthday presents—"

"I didn't mean with money," Sirius said quickly, one of his infamous, sly grins rippling across his face.

Remus paled. "Then what?"

"Kisses," Sirius said confidently.

Remus' face turned red. "What?"

"Every time I call you by name, you need to give me a kiss," Sirius repeated calmly, the grin still in place.

Remus gave him a withered look. "You're kidding me, right?"

"Not at all, Remus," Sirius said, still grinning.

Remus, somehow, knew he wouldn't live this down. He glanced around the common room and his frown deepened when he realized he had no excuse to slink away from Sirius. Not that kissing him was anything terrible. It was just… not something Remus would typically do, much less with Sirius.

Still blushing, he stared at Sirius.

"Hm…?" Sirius asked, his eyebrows arching. "Do you not want to kiss me, Remus?"

Remus' blush intensified as he leaned over and kissed Sirius' cheek twice, to pay back the two times the dark-haired wizard had said his name. Somehow, Remus knew he would never be able to wipe that grin off Sirius' face, so long as he was 'paying' him.

"Atta boy," Sirius congratulated, looking quite pleased.