Written for Hogwarts' Around the World Event: Spain - (dialogue) "She's the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing I think of at night.".
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With a loud, depressed groan, James collapsed on Sirius' bed—entirely ignoring Sirius himself, who had been sitting there reading a Muggle cars magazine he had bribed a Muggleborn kid for.
Sirius yelped as James' flailing arms barely missed his nose, and he scooted away to leave his best friend some room—only absently wondering why he let James get away with this when it was his bed was literally ten feet away.
"Prongs," he said exasperatedly, "we've talked about this. I know I'm entirely irresistible, but you do have your own bed. Please stop trying to steal mine, especially when I'm there already." He hissed the last part, clenching and unclenching his fists in the hope that maybe, if he calmed down, his world would make sense again.
Head burrowed deep in Sirius' pillow, James moaned incoherently.
"Sorry, didn't quite catch that," Sirius laughed. "I don't speak pillow."
With a loud sigh, James rolled over and settled on his back, eyes strained pointedly on the ceiling above him. "I said I was doomed. Doomed," he repeated with a dramatic scowl, and the 'oo' sound came out as a ghostlike wail.
"Ah," Sirius replied, nodding understandingly. "Lily."
"Yes, Lily," James sighed longingly. "It's terrible. She's the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing I think of at night. What am I supposed to do?"
Sirius managed to keep a straight face for an impressively long time—about thirty seconds—before he dissolved into laughter. "Seems to me like you're in love," he finally said, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes quickly. His breathing was ragged from trying to contain his laughter. "My condolences."
James slapped his arm. "You're an ass."
Sirius let out a mock hurt gasp, putting his hand over his heart dramatically, like James had just dealt him a mortal blow. His shaking shoulders as he kept struggling to laugh silently betrayed him though, and James heaved a long sigh before rolling his eyes.
"What did I ever do to deserve a friend like you?" he moaned, shaking his head.
"Something great, no doubt," Sirius answered with a wide grin. "Who else would help you get the girl you want by plotting out the perfect plan, after all?"
"There's really no need for that." James chuckled nervously.
Tutting, Sirius shook his head disbelievingly at him. "I'll take care of everything, don't worry."
James sighed. "That is exactly why I worry."
