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Once through the portrait hole, Remus sits down in an armchair where he finds James and Lily in a heated game of Scrabble.

Sirius rushes on through to his dorm and pulls his pocket mirror out from his trunk. He sits down on the bed and stares in wonder at what Remus Lupin has done to his usual scruffy hair. The hair that he refuses to brush because, "I don't need to brush my hair, you can't improve perfection Moony." But he has.

Remus stands at the doorway watching Sirius. "So... Wadduya think?" Remus asks, a smirk planted on his face.

Sirius looks up at him and, slowly, puts down the mirror, gets up from the bed and walks towards the other boy, staring him dead in the eye before grabbing the taller boy's jumper and pulling him down to him to press their lips together, hard. "I love you, Moony."

Remus pulls him in for another quick kiss and then jokingly pushes him away. "Piss off, you big idiot," he laughs.

"Language, Mr Prefect! What if a first year were to hear you?"

"And what if a first year were to see you blowing up a broom cupboard, hmm Sirius?"

"Not just any broom cupboard," Sirius points out, "the cupboard closest to Filch's office. And anyway... since when have you had any problems with broom cupboards?" Sirius gives Remus a knowing smirk and a wink of the eye.

Remus blushes and throws a nearby pillow at the other boy.

"Swearing and violence," Sirius says in mock astonishment, "honestly Remus, McGonagall would be appalled!"

"Can you two shut up," James yells from the common room, "you're putting me off and I was just about to win!"

"No you weren't James, that's not how Scrabble works!" Scolds Lily.

"Right, can you two please shut up now because you're the ones yelling," Sirius states matter-of-factly, pointing a finger at the empty doorway as he speaks.

A scrabble piece whizzes through the air and smacks Sirius in the back of his head, causing daisies to flutter to the ground around him.

"You've got to admit Pads, her aim's getting better," Remus says, a smile creeping onto his face.

"Shut up, Remus."

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