Sometimes Remus wondered if anything would ever actually go the way that he ever planned. Right now nothing was doing that and sometimes Remus was tempted to try and live as recklessly as James- or the prick, Sirius.

Two months ago his 'bestfriend' had flipped everything on him and almost gotten his biggest secret revealed due to a petty hatred between Sirius and Snape. It still made Remus angry to think about it.

So instead of spending time around Sirius, and consequently the rest of the Marauders, Remus began to spend time with Regulus. Whether it was pettiness to become friends with Sirius's younger brother or just the way the fates happened, Remus didn't know.

And to push it even further the two of them had had the wonderfully petty idea to fake date. Remus couldn't even remember how it had come about or who suggested it first, but the next thing he knew was that they were both writing down their boundaries and shaking hands.

The list was simple enough. Be a couple in public without going overboard, Regulus had firmly stated that there would be absolutely no kissing other than miniscule pecks when absolutely necessary, and nothing in private.

Oh, and neither of them could fall in love with eachother. Remus supposed it would be easy enough and so far it had been. Right now the two of them were walking to the library, trying to ignore all the confused stares that followed them.

One thing Remus hadn't anticipated was that Regulus was quite serious about acting like a couple. Remus had just been walking normally before he suddenly felt his hand being tugged, although the confusion was solved when he saw all too familiar black curls up ahead. Sirius.