Marauder crack

Let's talk about black

After several hundred "I can't believe you didn't tell me" and dozens of "Four days and you hadn't told me anything!", Lily finally begins to assimilate what Remus wants to tell her, and that is that Sirius Black, Hogwarts Heterosexual's Prime Minister, kissed him on Sunday night. He would explain to her: "...How well he kisses but I don't think there are words to describe it" he says. And since then, faithful to the First Commandment of the Men, better known as "We Will Not Talk About The Important Things", they have been avoiding each other. Remus is delirious in love, howls, protests but he has no clue of what to do. And he forgets the most important thing.

- But let's see, did you tell him?

- How well does he kiss? I think he already knows. And if not, it is better for him not to know because if his ego continues to grow they will have to expand the school so it fits.

Lily narrows her eyes.

- Remus Lupin, did you tell him that you love him?

It is the third or fourth time she has asked the same question, and it is the third or fourth time that Remus avoids an answer. "There was no time to think blah blah, he kisses too good to say anything blah blah and it happened so fast blah blah".

Excuses.

-Then he won't have found out about anything!

- I think he did.

Remus is referring to sex. Lily is referring to something else.

-Probably thinks that he put you within range, did you the favor of kissing you and you were not able to deny him anything.

- Why would I think that?

-Because it's what he's done with women throughout his life!

Lily loves Remus so much that when she thinks someone is going to do any damage to him, her stomach hurts. But sometimes, when he is so reluctant to admit that good things can happen to him too, she would like to hit him on the head with some kind of mallet.

- Remus, why do you insist on not being happy?

His answer is so simple that if Lily hadn't given him her heart years ago, she would give it to him right there.

- Because this is the only thing I can't lose, Lily. Not Sirius.

They sigh. They hug. They speak. They argue. They reason. They fight. Lily doesn't give in. Remus doesn't agree to reason.

-For him it was just a fulfilled fetish- he argues. - A great fetish. He has forgotten it already, for sure. He will go on vacation, and he will sleep with all women of London. The important thing is that we are friends.

He sounds so sensible. He sounds down to earth and reasonable and very, very Remus. Not that lily would swallow it even with twenty liters of Miss Aurelia's Purging Potion Licked for Serious Bites and HinpyDunkes Bites.

- Remus Lupin, how can you be such a coward.

Remus insists.

- Look, Sirius already knows.

Lily insists twice.

- What is he going to know that immense git!

-You think he doesn't know?

She is amazed at how obtuse he can be even the smartest human being when it comes to love.

-Remus, you're one of his best friends, okay? And now he discovers that he likes to kiss you and you dedicate yourself to avoid him. You fight, even though throwing hints. A sensible person would be confused. And we are talking about a person not even remotely sensible. We're speaking of Sirius, who usually doesn't even know what day of the week it is.

- Deep down you like him, right?

-A little- Lily admits - When he's not himself.