Remus / Sirius
Remus did often want to do the things that he was protesting against but he felt that as the Voice of Reason among those in their group that someone had to say something to keep them from going off the walls too much. Or at least, that way someone could say they tried to stay in line when they inevitably got in trouble. That said, when they did silly things or caused loads of mischief, he always had a good time. He loved it, really.
And he loved Sirius, truly. Truly, deeply, madly, all those descriptive words that sort of began to encompass just how deeply he felt.
Once again that tint of pink touched his cheeks as he was spun around, though it'd be hard to see amidst how flushed he was from the dancing in general. "Of course I am," he agreed. "Just wait until you see the list I have for you for the after party." He said, and grinned wolfishly at him before he twirled Sirius around and laughed.