*You and Remus have just been at a party. It’s summer and you’re away from Hogwarts. He stole a fire whisky bottle and you two made your way to your childhood tree house you made when you were younger. *

You both take turns swinging the whisky til you’re drunk as fuck.

Remus is gay and in love with Sirius with Sirius.

“Remus?” You say. The words stumble on your tongue.