"Maybe someone that knows what you are already," Sirius stated blankly.

Girls weren't interested anymore. He'd fancied too many, shagged too many. He was sixteen years old and already on the black list (no pun intended) of the entire school. Sirius hadn't even managed a date in months let alone gotten a snog or a good wank at the hands of a lovely lady.

He was frustrated. Deep down, his self esteem had taken quite the blow.

Sirius's fingers touched Remus's cheek.

"There's always me."

It was Remus's darkest fantasy, surely, come true.