Prologue
Sirius and Remus were lying on Remus's bed kissing when James barged in the dormitory looking upset.
"What's wrong James? You look positively distraught." Remus said. Sirius tried to hold back his laughter. He loved it when his boyfriend said things like that.
Yes, his boyfriend. Sirius Black was a flaming pouf. Everyone already knew that Remus was gay so it wasn't that surprising when he came out.
James looked at them and saw how their hair was tangled up and they had that just-been-snogging look. He scowled.
It wasn't that he had a problem with them being gay. It was just that he was in a bad mood right now and besides, he didn't think they made a good couple anyway.
But of course, he'd never tell them that. He'd always just suck it up and keep his mouth shut and act happy for them.
"Lily refused me." He stated, exasperatedly.
"Again?" Remus replied and Sirius burst out laughing. James just crossed his arms defensively.
"One day, she'll want me. Just you wait!"
"Prongs, just give up on her! Evans is never going to want you," Sirius told him. James shook his head.
"I will never give up on her."
Remus shook his head this time and sighed. When James didn't say anything else for a minute, Sirius and Remus resumed snogging.
James had been looking for support but he hadn't found much. But he wasn't giving up that fast. He sat on Remus's bed right next to the two. He cleared his throat.
"Uh hum." They didn't stop. He did it again, this time louder. They finally pulled apart.
"Do you need something?" Sirius asked, angry that they had been interrupted. James threw his hands in their air for the extra effect.
"I give up. You two are hopeless."
"Ok" Sirius said, perfectly fine with that fact. He tried to kiss Remus again but Remus pushed him away.
"Padfoot, why don't you go get us drinks?" He knew that Sirius wouldn't be much comfort.
"Well, I have detention in 10 minutes so I'll just go now." He gave Remus a good bye kiss and said good bye.
Remus thought it was suspicious that he couldn't remember Sirius getting a detention from any teacher but dismissed that thought.
"Look, James. Why don't we get a couple black velvets?"
James nodded. Alcohol always made him feel better. Sure, it also always made him do crazy things, but it made him feel better.
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