Remus!
Yes, Sirius?
Remember how we're sneaking out tonight to the Shrieking Shack?
Yes.
And how James and Peter don't know anything about our secret love affair?
I love you, just please don't this stuff on paper. They CAN read you know.
Nah, they won't Peter is too scared to and James doesn't go through my things anymore after I caught him reading my diary one day without him knowing so I drew a picture of Evans shirtless in it and we didn't talk for a week. But he doesn't go through my things any more. Win win situation, I reckon
You have a diary, I must see this.
Maybe later, but we should at least put a sign on the front door of the Shrieking Shack, for a laugh.
I'm not seeing the point, but you can write one if you want to, no one goes near the place anyway... because of me.
Exactly. It's perfectly safe, no one will ever see it anyway...
TWO HOURS LATER, IN POTIONS CLASS:
Hey, Moony! I wrote it!
Excellent, let's see it then.
To the beloved sign reader of this sign on the front door of the Shrieking Shack,
Please do not enter the vicinity as Messr's Moony and Padfoot are getting hot and heavy here tonight, so, don't enter, especially if you are Padfoot's mother.
Signed,
Sirius Orion Black.
Did you really have to write 'getting hot and heavy'? Couldn't you have written that we were studying or playing cards or something?
But, Moony dear, that would be lying!
But in this case, it is a white lie
We could always do both, we could play old maid, NAKED.
Deal, I fucking love you.
THIS IS WHAT WAS FOUND SCRIBBLED ON THE BOTTOM OF THE NOTE WHEN REMUS AND SIRIUS SAW IT ON THE DOOR THE NEXT MORNING.
Dearest Padfoot and Moony,
We've all known for years, (Well, we've had theories, but nothing so conclusive like this. 'We're going to the kitchens.' Really? You say that every night, and we know you don't need a midnight snack that often... And by 'we' I mean, me, Peter and Lily "my future wife" Evans.) I now owe her 10 galleons, you're both as queer as they come, you know that, don't you?
My future wife would like to inform you that I thought you two were straight until I saw this note. She knew the whole time, she says.
P.S. I guess the Shrieking Shack has really lived up to its name now, hasn't it?
Love (in a heterosexual way, apart from Evans, she loves you in a brotherly way, actually, we all do.),
Messrs Prongs and Wormtail and Lily "my future wife" Evans.
Evans would like to inform you two that she does not approve of me calling her my future wife. She's in denial
She just hit me for writing that.