“Siri…” Remus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “What are you doing?”
Sirius paused, frantically patting James’ shoulder, “Do you trust me?”
“You’re my boyfriend.”
“I know.” Sirius nodded.
“And the love of my life.”
“Aw,” Sirius touched his heart, “That’s so sweet, Moonpie.”
Remus tapped his foot impatiently, “We’ve known each other for years and we’ve been together through thick and thin. You even know all of my deepest darkest secrets. And I know yours. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to me, and I am so, deeply, madly in love with you.”
“That was romantic.” James said.
“Very.” Peter agreed, nodding frantically.
“So… you do trust me?” Sirius asked.
“With this?” Remus gestured at whatever his friends were doing, “Not even a little bit, no.”
“Moonpie!” Sirius gasped.
“That’s cold, mate.” James said.
Peter nodded, “Ice cold.”
“Do you want my help, or not?” Remus rolled his eyes.
“Absolutely.” James said.
“Yes.” Peter nodded, “Please.”
Sirius pouted, “Help would be nice.”