"W- what?"

"What're you doing?"

"Nothing. What makes you think I'm doing something? I'm not doing anything!"

"What's that behind your back?"

"There's nothing behind my back- Sirius! Lemme go!"

"No! Now, what's this?"

"I don't know."

"This is a cigarette."

"It is?"

"Yes! Remus, were you smoking?"


"Don't lie to me! You were, weren't you?"

"No, I wasn't!"

"But you smell like smoke!"

"That doesn't prove I was smoking, Padfoot."

"I bet you taste like it, too."

"Well, how're you- Mmph!"



"See? You do taste like smoke!"



"You… you kissed me."

"Yeah. I like you, you know?"

"No, I don't."

"Well, now you do."


"You okay?"




"Are you oka- Mmm…"

""I like you too, Padfoot."





"Hey Moony?"


"Why were you smoking?"



"You said you thought it was sexy."

"Aw, you don't need it, Moony."


"You're sexy anyway, Remy. You don't need cigarettes for that!"



"We should go back soon, it's cold out."

"Only if you kiss me again."

Wow, this is weird to write.