"Why would I hate you?" Severus murmured, arms moving around Remus's neck finally so that he could hold on better. Remus and he had kissed a few times, had a bit of a roll around together, but they weren't exclusive. They were not 'dating' or 'seeing' each other. There had been nothing verbal there. "Black is a hateful blagger," he muttered. "And a right div."

And you chose me.

"Are..." He swallowed the thought that Remus might want Sirius in the future...when he wasn't drunk. He did say he had put himself in his position, right? Nevermind that now. "Are we all right?"