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The King

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Sirius sings in the shower. And he has a truly angelic voice. But he has to share his dorm room with his best friend James, a classmate by the name of Peter and his *cough*Crush*cough* friend, Remus. Due to his emotionally abusive background he has trouble saying what he feels. Except when the hot water is washing all regret and angst away. Then he just sings all his fears, feelings and sorrows down the drain. During one of these showers he is meditating on how he feels about Remus, when he starts to sing. "'Crush always making me feel like I got nothing to offer'" I mean I have dated countless girls. But still, Remmy not liking me, makes me feel worthless, thinks Sirius. How could it be that him, the most wanted guy in school, couldn't get up the courage to confess his feelings to the lanky boy in oversized sweaters with thick volumes in his arms. Sirius steps out of the shower with the firm resolve to confess everything to Remus. He wraps a towel low around his waist and shakes out his hair before tying it up in a messy bun. He walks out of the bathroom to find the very same boy he was thinking about staring at his stomach. "Hello?", he asks sceptically. "Uh...yeah...hi Siri!", gulps out a flushed Remus sheepishly. "See something you like?", questions Sirius with a smirk. "Nu...uh", stutters Remus turning from pink to crimson. "'Baby, don't lie.'", mocks Sirius. Remus suddenly looks down ashamed. "Sirius, please. I don't know what this is. But, somehow...does it happen to you too? That...'other boys and girls never really made you feel right'?", asks Remus still looking at his shoes. Sirius walks over and tilts Remus' chin up with his finger. "'And you can't explain why I'm always running your mind...?'", Sirius continues the line of thought. "Yeah", breathes Remus. Hope sparkling in his eyes. "'Don't you see the answer's right in front of your eyes? You like me, oh obviously.'", he states like the most obvious thing in the world. "But, you are, like, the Gryffindor king or something.", mumbles Remus self-consciously. "'So why you trying to leave when you know that I'm the king?'", mocks Sirius with a certain sincerity in his voice. "But...you have this enormous fan club.", continues Remus. "'Cause I'm supreme'", explains Sirius jokingly. "Remmy, do you like, wanna be my boyfriend?", asks Sirius hesitating only for a second. "I...Sirius...I don't know. How do I know I'm different from all the others? I mean...", says Remus his voice starting to tremble again. "Remmy look, 'I'm the one you're coming to when you're alone. And I'm the only one who's gonna pick up the phone. Looking for the one but it's me all along.'", explains Sirius in a no-bs tone of voice. "And, Remus, with you, it's the first time I am really in love. "Now I feel like a queen.", mutters Remus with a small smile creeping onto his face. Sirius looks at him cocking an eyebrow in confusion. "'Cause I'm the only one that has made you fall in love.' And your the Gryffindor king.", clarifies Remus smugly. "Well, that you are. You just need a crown.", states Sirius reaching for his scarf hanging over his bedpost. He ties the scarf around Remus head. "Your crown my queen.", he gloriously announces bowing to Remus. "Now, for heavens sake, go put something on.", cries Remus still with a ginormous smile on his face. Sirius smirks again countering: "Do I make you nervous, my queen?", as he grabs for one of Remus' oversized sweaters. He pulls it over his still wet hair and reaches for a pair of boxers from his trunk. He gets changed and walks over to Remus laying his head on his lap and letting his feet hang of the bed. And so, the Gryffindor king, slowly drifts to sleep in the lap of the Nerd a.k.a. the Gryffindor queen.