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this. "Also, don't lie to her, and don't hold back," Remus said pointedly and nodded when
Sirius raised a brow.
"Physically?"
"It's one thing for me to hold back because of what I―" Remus paused at the glare
Sirius sent him. Sighing, he amended, "Of what I'm infected with. But... Mia doesn't like
it when you hold back. She wants to know who you are... even at your worst. Speaking
of worst, stop talking about yourself like you're not worthy of her. If you can make her
happy, that proves your worth."
"You made her happy," Sirius pointed out as though it was an argument in his
favour. If Remus made Mia happy and she was not with Remus anymore, what chance
did he really have?
"Yes, I did. I also made her content. She doesn't need contentment. She needs to
be challenged."
"Well, that I can definitely do." Sirius scoffed and then immediately silenced himself
when the bedroom door opened. He peeked his head around one of his bedposts and
grinned when he spotted Peter walking through looking thoroughly exhausted.
"Did it work?" Peter asked, his watery eyes turning to look at the grin on Sirius's
face. "I spent four hours polishing trophies with Filch. Please tell me that I didn't go
through all that for nothing," he complained, looking between his friends.
"Wormtail." Sirius stood and walked over, taking Peter's face in his hands. "I could
kiss you," he declared, and Peter quickly tried to break away as though he expected him to
follow through.
Sirius only laughed and patted his friend gratefully on the cheeks. "I owe you a
thousand butterbeers, my fine, furry friend! Your sacrifice for my love life will not go
unnoticed, Pete. I promise you."
Awkwardly blushing from the attention, Peter laughed and shoved Sirius away.
"You'd do the same for me, Pads."
"Still," Sirius insisted, pointing at Peter as he crossed the room. "Butterbeer you
shall have! Mark my words, Wormtail, I'll pay you back."