Remus / Sirius
If Sirius presented the idea of being the town's head of adventures, or perhaps door exploration, Remus would've supported it. He would've been very nervous about it, given the unstable nature of the doors, but he would've ultimately been in favor of it if it was something Sirius was truly passionate to do. It just might give him heart palpitations knowing he was going in and out of the doors on the regular.
"Well, that wouldn't do at all. We were destined to be dorm-mate lovers." That grin on Sirius' lips was one that made his heart skip one or twelve beats. It was that very grin that had Remus hoping and wishing with all his might that he be placed in Gryffindor with Sirius Black during the Sorting Ceremony their first year. He'd assumed he would be placed in Ravenclaw, given his thirst for knowledge, love of reading and studious nature. But for whatever reason, the hat had granted his wish and he was able to sit at the table with Sirius and soon after came the boy with messy hair and glasses who later he found out was James Potter.
"Well, when you put it that way," he said. "I suppose I might share it when we might have a cuddle and maybe a kiss or two on our blanket." Remus knew he wasn't fooling Sirius; of course he'd share, and of course he'd give him all the cuddles and kisses he wanted because he wanted them all just as much.