★ | Sirius Black

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Sirius clenched his jaw as he watched Remus speak to Christopher, anger bubbling within him.

The way Christopher kept blushing and giggling kept pissing him off, it’s like he is trying to seduce moony.

Sirius couldn’t help but feel nervous. Was Remus going to stop hanging around with him for Christopher?

Sirius couldn’t let that happen.

Sirius walked over to Remus and Christopher, a sneer on his face as he looked Christopher up and down. “Jeez, moony. Who’s this? He looks poor.”

Remus raised an eyebrow in confusion at Sirius’ rude words. “Uh, Christopher? He’s a Gryffindor and in our year?”

Sirius hummed as fake thought about who Christopher is. “Can’t be that important if I can’t remember him. Come on, moony.”

later that night.

Remus and Sirius has a game where the other needs to ask a question and the other person needs to answer.

It helps them with their nightmares.

It was good since Remus’ and Sirius’ bed were next to each other so they wouldn’t need to shout across the room.

“What was that today? And don’t play dumb.” Remus asked Sirius softly, a frown on his lips.

Sirius grumbled. “I think I have this thing where I need everyone to think I’m the greatest , the quote, unquote, ‘Fantastic Sirius’ and if they aren’t completely knocked out and dazzled, and kind of intimidated by me then.. I don’t feel good about myself. And it scared me today, Moony. That you were just going to stop being my friend.”