Nov. 6th, 2010

why_so_me: (uh wat)
Moony still isn't talking to me.

I don't get it, I really don't. He says it's something that would make me not want to be friends with him, but that he didn't hurt anybody or anything...not that I ever thought Remus would, but I can't think of anything else that he'd think would make me want to avoid him.

I really hate this. I wish he would just tell me; he assumes I'm going to be mad when I bet it's not even that bad. Like when he came out of the closet. He thought I was gonna hate him, and of course I don't, but Moony freaks out about stuff too much.

Still, figuring out what's going on is killing me. I thought it was that I did something to upset him, but he said he wasn't mad, and I think he's telling the truth. He doesn't act mad, just awkward and stammery and blushing, like a schoolgirl with a cru






why_so_me: (glare)
Sirius felt a little bit guilty for this. What he was planning was, essentially, a surprise attack. And Remus was probably going to flail like crazy, but. They needed to talk. And Remus had been making it really really difficult to get the chance to talk to him alone.

He knew Remus had been sneaking up to the dorms after everyone else had fallen asleep. So, to make sure he didn't, he'd chugged about three mugs' worth of coffee before he'd headed up, so he wouldn't accidentally drift off. He lay on his mattress, feigning sleep with his face down in the pillow, but his brain was so wired he knew he wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. The insomnia was going to suck, but it would be worth it.

He wondered when Remus would finally come up to bed.


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