Disclaimer: I think you guys know by now that I'm not the one who invented Harry Potter and all its lovely characters… So, I don't have to say again that they don't belong to me. *Sits in a small corner, crying and screaming "Why?"*

A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews, and I'm sorry it took a few days. This week, I'm going to be in the middle of my exams, so…

'I don't get it. Why can't you just go and confess your love?'

'I just… Can't, James. I tried it for a hundred times, and still… The words get screwed up in my mind and then they come out twisted… Besides, Remus wouldn't understand.'

'Well, I think the only thing he won't understand, is why you're avoiding him so much.'

'… Is it so clear?'

'Sirius, you just ran out of his room a few minutes ago, muttering swearwords and completely flushed. So yeah, it's quite clear.'

'Do you think he's suspicious?'

'Well, he'll never guess what's the real reason you're avoiding him, so… For now, you're still safe. At least, if he doesn't come and asks you why you are running away every time you see him…'

Sirius sighed. 'Boy, I really don't want that to happen…'

'Well then, go back to face him and be a man!'

'Whatever you say, James…'

Sirius swallowed when he reached the dormitories. This was the place where he had just ran away from Remus, who had watched him disappear in confusion. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Remus soft and gentle voice sounded.

'Come in!'

Sirius slowly opened the door, and saw Remus sitting on his bed, a thick book in his lap. He cleared his throat.

'So eh… What're you doing?'

'Reading… Like always, Sirius.'

'Ah…'

It remained silent, and Remus streaked some of his bangs out of his golden eyes, watching Sirius suspiciously. He acted… Weird.

'Why don't you take a seat?' he asked to break the ice.

'Oh yeah,' Sirius grinned nervously, before letting himself flop on the hard, wooden floor. Remus raised an eyebrow.

'Eh… Why don't you sit on a chair or a bed?'

Sirius opened his mouth and tried to find an explanation for his stupid action, but concluded just to smile, get up, walk towards Remus and take a seat next to him on the bed. He was becoming hot and sweaty. Would Remus notice the warmth in the room?

'Oh, this is so much softer for my poor little butt!'

Remus laughed. 'Yeah, I think that poor little butt has suffered enough for today, or rather for a whole year!' Sirius frowned. 'What do you mean?' he asked, wondering.

'Well, this morning in the Great Hall, when you wanted to take a seat, you missed your chair and toppled over on the ground when I greeted you. Then, during Potions, you bumped into the closet with ingredients when I asked you which colour the mixture had to have. Later that noon, when classes were over, you stumbled over your own feet and fell on your ass, when I… Hey, wait a second… All those things happened when I said something to you… Are you…'

Sirius bit his lip. This was it. The moment where Remus would find out his burning love for him, and where Sirius had to reveal everything. This… Was the moment of truth.