Sirius' P.O.V.

I'm in love with Lily Evans. This is a very top-secret secret. As in, don't tell Prongs. Especially don't tell Prongs that I'm about to meet her right now, in the fourth floor broom closet.

"Hey, Evans," I greet her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Hey, Black," she replies, leaning into me.

"We can't keep this a secret any more," I murmur in her ear. "We have to tell James."

She groans, shaking her head. "What if he guilts you into breaking up with me?"

"He won't. Please, Lily. I can't lose my best friend over a girl."

She sighs in defeat. "How do we tell him?"

I grin. "Just walk in. He'll be fine."

After another annoyed sigh, she positions herself so her arm is wrapped around my waist. I mirror her, putting on my brave face. He won't kill us. We'll be fine.