Sirius wasn't one for commitment, but there was something about Ginevra that pulled him in. It was as if just being with her wasn't enough for him, he needed her, and the closer he got to her, the more he opened up to her, and the more he fell for her.
Before he knew it he was in love with her, he took a leap with someone who was only half there. He knew that she loved him, she told him on Valentine's Day, but he couldn't shake the feeling like she was only half there.
"I think you're just letting Peter get to you," James responded when Sirius voiced this as the four friends lounged around their dormitory on a rare free period.
Peter glared at James from where he sat crossed legged on his bed.
"Maybe she's just not comfortable here yet," Remus shrugged from where he sat on his back, his nose in a book.
"Her family is dead, I don't think anyone is ever comfortable with that," James responded rolling his eyes.
"That doesn't give her a free pass," Peter snorted.
"That was harsh Peter," James said, turning to scold his friend. "Besides," James continued adjusting his glasses as he turned his attention to Sirius, "Just because you like to talk about yourself like a first year, doesn't mean Ginevra wants to."
Sirius chucked his pillow at James, knocking off his glasses, as the two friends laughed.
"Has it occurred to you that she never opens up to you because she doesn't feel like she can?" Remus asked, putting his book down sighing.
"Of course she can," Sirius protested, still laughing as James searched for his glasses.
"What's her favorite color?" Remus challenged.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Sirius responded.
"What's her favorite color?" Remus repeated.
"Just because I don't know her favorite colour doesn't mean I
She can't talk to me," Sirius responded.
"Green," James answered, as he found his glasses and put them back on.
"How would you know?" Sirius asked.
"I remember Lily mentioning it, when Ginevra misplaced her mittens, Alice offered to knit her new ones, and Ginevra told her, her favorite color was green," James shrugged sheepishly.
"See how is it that James can remember a conversation he had with Lily nearly a month ago but you don't even know her favorite color?" Remus finished, picking back up his book.
"Convenient that her favorite color is green," Peter grinned happily from his bed in the corner.
"Shut up Peter," All three friends said at once.
"I wouldn't be like this with just any girl unless it was the real thing," Sirius said quietly.
Remus looked up from Hisok, regarding his friend with sad eyes.
"Why don't you tell her that?" Remus asked.
"She knows I love her," Sirius rolled her eyes.
"There's a different between telling someone, and showing them. Her family is dead, her old life is gone, all she has now is here, maybe she's scared of opening up and you leaving."
"Wow Mooney," James said leaning back on his bed, and looking over at his friend.
"How are you still single?" Sirius asked in disbelief.
"Or you could break up with her," Peter piped in.
"Shut up Wormtail," the three of them replied in sync.