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It was late and Remus had just finished doing all his DADA work with Lily, normally he studied until seven, but today he had finished some minutes earlier. He was pretty tired.
He walked into the common room and saw Peter sleeping in front of the fire. Marlene and Dorcas were talking quietly to each other as they cuddled. They were all tired. Well it was Friday and yesterday everyone had a big party after Gryffindor won against Slytherin.
When Remus got to his dormitory door he heard two voices talking, to be more specific he heard Sirius and James talking. He was about to open the door when he heard his name. He didn't want to eavesdrop on his best friends but he couldn't help but be curious, what would they say about him when he was gone?
So Remus did what every person would do, he sat down in front of the door and leaned his ear against it. The voices were clear now and he could hear what they were saying.
"Lily smiled at me in class." James smiled.
He could practically hear Sirius roll his eyes. "I know, you've told me that five times already."
"Yeah, well, I listen to you cry about Remus, so you have to listen to me."
Cry about Remus? Why was James comparing his "Lily's" situation to Sirius' and his own? He'd be lying if he said "it" didn't make his heart beat a little faster.
"I don't talk about Remus as much as you talk about Lily," Sirius shouted.
Remus' was getting more and more confused by the second.
"You do, you do so much, 'Have you seen Remus in his sweater today? He looked so cute.' 'Remus gave me one of his chocolate frogs, he doesn't give anyone his chocolate James, does he like me' 'He's biting his lip, that's so sexy' 'I just died, have you seen his ass, I can't'. 'James, did you know that Moony has a total of 86 scars'-.
'He has 89 now, he got three the last full moon.'
Remus his heart wasn't even beating at a normal speed anymore, if it was any faster he might have a heart attack, why was Sirius saying all that, did he like him too, and why did he know how many scars Remus has, weird like that? But he couldn't help but smile, smile like an idiot in love. He was trying not to get his hopes up but that was kind of hard when you just heard the person you've had a crush on for two years say shit like that.
"See so you talk about him as much as I talk about Lily, we both have it bad mate."
"I know, but it's easier for you."
"Why?"
"Because Lily is not a guy. You're not friends with her. If I told Moony I liked him and he didn't like me back then it would ruin our friendship, it would ruin everything James. I'd rather put up with my feelings than not have him in my life."
'He likes me' was all Remus could think of, he wasn't listening to what they were saying anymore. 'He likes me, he likes me, Sirius fucking Black likes me, the most beautiful person inside and out likes me, and I like him too' Remus' brain was going crazy, his stomach was doing somersaults and a blush was forming on his cheeks. His smile reached his eyes, and he was dying of happiness.
He got up from where he had been sitting earlier and decided it was time for his well-deserved sleep, stopped smiling because the others didn't need to know how happy he was, and opened the door.
Both Sirius and James stopped talking looking at him, "Hey Remus, why are you back so soon?" Sirius questioned looking a little caught off guard, with a small blush visible on his cheeks.
"Lily and I finished early and I was tired. I was hoping you'd let me sleep." Remus was still processing what he had heard just a minute ago, but showed no emotion to the other boys.
"Yeah, go to sleep. We're off to the common room then, goodnight moony."
"Good night pillows, pricks."
*
When Remus woke up he decided what he was going to do about the "Sirius likes me too" problem, if it could be called a problem. He was going to flirt with his friend, and he was going to do all the things he knew Sirius liked, to the point where Sirius would make the first move. Because he wasn't going to make the first move.
1. Sweater
He slowly got out of bed and grabbed one of those sweaters Sirius liked so much and some skinny jeans, then walked over to Sirius' bed, sitting down next to a sleeping Padfoot.
"Pads, wake up, it's late." He whispered softly into Sirius' ear, his trembling hand began to nervously stroke the grey-eyed boy's hair.
"James stop, let me sleep," Sirius said in a low, annoyed voice. He slapped Remus' hand away.
Remus flinched. "Pads, it's me, Remus." Sirius stood up immediately, looking Remus in the eye. One of his hands went to the spot on his head that Remus had just touched, a blush forming on his cheeks.
"H-Hi, Remus" He stuttered, obviously affected by Remus's touch. So Remus thought it was time to make Sirius a little more flustered, damn he was enjoying this.
One of his hands went back to Sirius's face, softly cupping his cheek. "You look very pretty today, pads." Sirius's eyes went wide and he slapped his arm, making sure he wasn't dreaming this.
"I- thank you?" he more asked than told Remus confusion and a clear blush on his face.
Remus became bolder by the minute, his other hand that wasn't touching Sirius's face was now in the boy's lap. "Well, I guess you always look pretty."
If Sirius wasn't blushing earlier he was definitely now, the blush reached his ears. "I do?"
"Yeah, you're the prettiest person I know."
Sirius was so flustered and surprised Remus felt like telling him instead of torturing him but no, the show must go on.
"Well, see you at breakfast."
2. Chocolate frogs
It was a lazy afternoon, as it was Saturday they could do what they wanted so the marauders and the girls went out to relax by the lake.
Remus saw that Sirius had been a bit lost all morning and honestly, it was hilarious. He longed to see Sirius' face when he realized everything he did.
He sat down next to Sirius, which wasn't out of the ordinary, but this time he stuck to him that if they turned their heads they were sure to get a kiss.
"Hey Pads, want one?" said Remus offering him one of his chocolate frogs.
"Sure" Sirius' cheeks turned into a deep crimson and Remus tried to look like he didn't notice. Oh but he noticed, he wanted to kiss his stupid face and be the reason his cheeks turned red. He made sure his fingers brushed Sirius' fingers.
"Can I have one?" said James as he threw stones into the lake. Remus would have hit him if he didn't know Sirius would yell at James later for ruining the moment.
"No"
"Why? You always give Padfoot some."
"Because they're mine."
3. Lips
The sky had filled with clouds and a storm took place above the school forcing the students to spend their Saturday in the common rooms and hallways.
The group was sitting by the fire in the fireplace, enjoying the company, a war was coming and they were to spend as much time as possible with the ones they loved.
Remus didn't want to think about that because he didn't want to be separated from his friends, from Lily and James, Dorcas, Marlene, Mary and Peter. They had all been there for him and to think that they were just children who would have to fight a war scared him. To distract himself from his thoughts Remus pulled Lily aside to tell her about his plan and ask for her help, with the excuse that he had to ask her for a homework assignment. Lily being Remus' best friend, told him how happy she was for him and squealed before he could stop her and blushed when the group turned to look at him. Lily laughed and ran to her room.
Remus chuckled to himself, he loved Lily but sometimes she was too much. That's why he loved her, he reminded himself.
He took a seat in front of Sirius and smiled when he caught him looking. Sirius rapidly looked away. This was so worth it.
Lily tucked the article into Remus' pocket discreetly and went to sit with James.
Everyone was in their own world, Remus pretended to read a book. Dorcas and Marlene were kissing from time to time, cuddling in the sofa. James and Lily were sitting by the fire. Peter was finishing a homework assignment. Mary was sleeping on the larger sofa with her feet in Sirius's lap. She was covered with a blanket Sirius pulled from who knows where and Remus was dying of love. All those people who said Sirius was a bad boy and rude and cold hadn't seen the real Sirius Black. The real Sirius black who loved his friends, the real Sirius Black who cried at night because his family didn't love him, the real Sirius Black who would give his life for the people he loved and that made me love him even more.
Remus looked Sirius in the eye and smiled at him when he looked back. He would die for Sirius Black.
He advanced a few pages in his book waiting for the right moment and when he noticed that Sirius had been looking at him for a long time he pulled out the chapstick and brought it to his lips, he took his time, trying not to laugh as he saw Sirius's expressions out of the corner of his eye.
Remus didn't want to wait, but he wasn't going to make the first move, that was for sure, he would let Sirius do it. Besides at this rate he didn't think it would last too long.
He continued his book and it was a good thing he bit his lips because of anxiety because he was so immersed in the story that he'd forgotten the plan.
4. Ass
He could easily bend and snap his way out of the situation but no, Remus felt that was too evident.
It was so simple as saying it, really, Remus silently thanked himself for wearing the tight jeans and when the guys said goodbye to the girls he walked faster to get in front of Sirius.
Sirius just stared after him, mouth slightly open, eyes trailing, and his mind swore that the blond boy's hips sashayed just a little bit more than normal.
1. Scars
If you asked Remus if he took more time changing into his pajamas just to make sure Sirius was looking at him he would deny it, but he was, so sue him.
When the other boys had gone to bed and turned the lights off Remus whispered softly in direction of the boy he loved.
"Hey Pads, could you come here?"
"Yeah, of course."
Sirius walked to his bed and sat down. Remus casted a silencing charm and looked at Sirius. He could make out his silhouette in the darkness, he could see his cheeks and his jawline, his perfect hair and his thin shoulders. He would know him blind. He could tell the exact spot where Sirius had a mole. Under his right eye and his chin and under his jaw and Remus would be lying if he said he had never dreamed of kissing them.
"Sirius, do you think scars are ugly? I know you've told me a thousand times that you think they're cool and people won't mess with me, but do you think they're beautiful? Am I beautiful?" Remus wasn't really doing this for the plan, sometimes he actually felt like that, like a plate God had shattered in the kitchen floor.
Sirius took his hand before talking "I think that scars are beautiful because they show that you've experienced life, doesn't being broken merely signify that you've tried? Perfectly polished porcelain can live forever when it doesn't have anything to live for. They're beautiful Moony, every single one of them, from this one" he gently traced one of the scars on Remus's nose "To this one". He drew his hand away and put it in his arm "You are beautiful Moony. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, not even yourself."
Remus was so close to tears that he did everything he could not to cry when he said
"I love you so much, thank you"
"Remus, I- dont say that"
"Why?"
"You're letting me think things that possibly can't be true."
"What things?" Remus put his hand in Sirius's cheek.
"Nothing" Sirius looked at his lap softly whispering. "Sorry."
"No Sirius tell me 'what things'?"
"Really, it doesn't matter, it's nothing."
The hand that Remus had placed on the other boy's face was softly sliding towards Sirius' neck, pulling the boy closer to himself than was necessary. Sirius took in a deep breath. "Sirius, I would love to know what things you mean, because I mean what I said. I love you."
It was too much, Remus's hands-on his neck and lap, Remus's breath so close to his lips. Sirius took Remus by the neck and connected their lips, Remus started kissing back, a smile forming on his lips. They kissed slow and soft like Sirius would break if he would do it any harder. Sirius loved it, Remus loved it.
"I love you too, Moony"