The Prom Date - Wolfstar

Chapter 1 - The Promposal
Remus John Lupin liked to think of himself as relatively smart. He and his best friend, Lily
Evans, were tied for being at the top of their class. Remus received a full-ride scholarship to the
University of his choice. He already had half of his college courses completed due to his A.P.
classes and dual enrollment courses that allowed him to get ahead. He aimed to earn his
master’s degree by the time he was twenty-two. He had the drive and the funding; he could do
it.
The problem with a boy like Remus was that he felt he was…… boring. And maybe he was. He
wore beanies, cardigans with homemade elbow patches, and jeans with too many holes from
constant wearing. He drank tea and read old tomes of books nobody had heard of in the
modern age.
On paper, this made Remus sound like a pretentious hipster. The reality of it was worse. See,
Remus was an eighty-year-old man stuck in the body of a seventeen-year-old boy. He did
everything un-ironically and was genuine in how he looked and felt.
He never behaved like a child, not even when he was an infant. Remus did not believe in being
reckless or carefree. Every action had a consequence, and he tried his best to ensure he didn’t
screw his life up when he was so young and had such a bright future ahead of him.
Winter Break was already here, and December marked that the school year was halfway over.
This was why we now found Remus in Lily’s living room with her and his second-best friend,
Peter Pettigrew, arguing that Remus should do something daring.
“We’re seniors, and you’ve never even skipped once,” Peter pointed out from his spot on the
floor across from the couch; he leaned heavily on the coffee table.
Remus shrugged and said, “I’ve never seen the point.” “Dude, what about sex? You’re still a
virgin, right?” Peter asked before he took a fist of potato chips from the bowl on the coffee table
and shoved it into his mouth. “That’s something you can do.”
“Sex is a social construct,” Remus rolled his eyes. He was on the recliner, knees curled up
towards his chest. “Peter, it’s not that big of a deal.”
“You’re so vanilla!” Lily gripped from her spot on the sofa. She was spread out, hands resting on
her stomach. “Honestly, you need to do at least one exciting thing this year.”
“Who’s your celebrity crush?” The voice belonged to Petunia, who was leaning against the
entryway to the living room. Petunia was Lily’s older sister, home from college for the holidays.
“You want to do something different this year? Do one of those promposal’s that are so popular.
Ask out a celebrity. The worse they can do is say no.”
Lily immediately sat up from her spot on the sofa, ginger hair a frizzy mess that haloed her face.
“She’s right! That’s perfect!” Lily said.
Remus and Peter exchanged a glance before giving Lily their attention.
“I don’t have a celebrity crush,” Remus said. This was a lie. One that he hoped his friends didn’t
look too closely at because Remus was not one to do stupid things such as record a promposal
™ for a random stranger over the internet.
Peter perked up, “Yes, you do!” There went any hope that they would move on from the topic.
“That one singer, what’s his name? Oh, the one who models for that one brand? Ugh, he’s been
in movies!”
Remus kept his face carefully blank as he said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Lily snapped her fingers, saying, “I know who you’re talking about! Remus was saying how he’d
have his babies if he could. Oh my gosh, he’s so hot too. Um!”
“Sirius Black !” Both exclaimed at the same time.
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Sirius Orion Black liked to think of himself as amazing.
He was God’s gift to the world’s people, and he reveled in all the attention he received due to
his profession. Which, in retrospect, probably wasn’t healthy, and he more than likely
substituted where his parent’s love should have been with the adoration he received from his
fans. At least, that was what his last therapy breakthrough suggested.
He came from a wealthy family. Walburga Black was a designer and a household name. Sirius
began his career as a model for his mother before being kicked out of his family home, signing
on with Hogwarts Records, and debuting his first album when he was fifteen. Singing and
modeling opened doors for acting. He was a triple threat and constantly worried about peaking
so young.
At eighteen, he was one of the world’s top 25 under 25 successful millionaires. He was self-
made since his mother decided to take away his inheritance and trust fund.
Right now, Sirius Black was on vacation from everything . He was too exhausted to care much
about the world.
He recently wrapped up his latest tour and wasn’t back in the studio for another month. His
agent, Minerva McGonagall, was gracious enough to permit him some holiday time, which
meant he was crashing at his best friend’s vacation house. James Potter was like a brother; the
two were nearly joined at the hip. They had identical mischievous grins and could easily speak
in an exchange of glances without saying a single word to each other.
“Oi, tosser, did you see the vid Reg sent?” James asked as he barged into the guest room
Sirius had been staying in.
‘Guest room’ was the broad term the Potter family used; it was dubbed Sirius’ room years ago.
“The one about the cat?” Sirius asked. “He keeps sending me stupid shite like that.”
James threw himself onto the large bed beside his best friend, an almost maniacal grin on his
face as he said. “No, the one with the guy asking you out.”
This earned him Sirius’ attention.
Sirius turned a curious eye to James and asked, “Say what now?” Dark brown eyes gleamed at
Sirius before James pulled out his phone and clicked on his Instagram account. “Look.”
The boy in the video was around their age. Honey blond hair fell over his forehead and covered
heavy dark brows. He had a black beanie slouching on his head, and his golden brown eyes
looked straight at the camera. His skin was pale, and his nose was a little long, but his mouth
was nice and full, and his cheekbones were quite noticeable on his thin face. Sirius was a little
surprised to hear an American accent when he spoke.
“Hello, Sirius, my name is Remus. I’m a senior in high school, and I was wondering if you’d like
to go to prom with me. My prom is in May; please let me know if you’re interested.”
It was a simple video in a room with rose-themed wallpaper and bright lighting. It wasn’t as if the
video were anything special. There was no fanfare to it; it was pretty simple. And it only had 64
likes, but Sirius couldn’t help reading some comments.
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Wormtail : yyyaaaaassssss!!!
Longbottomed : Ur alwaz so blasé R.
Dorky Dorcas : I’ll go to prom with you!

LilyFlowerrr : Ha! Glad you posted <3
The Little King : @Padfoot @Prongs , did you two see this vid posted by @Moony ? It would
be best if you watched it.
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“How did Reg even find this?” Sirius rolled away from the phone and stared up at the ceiling. “It
didn’t go viral, and even though this Remus fellow tagged my official I.G., everyone does that. I
don’t even look at the mentions anymore. I think Regulus stalks my account.”
“What would ickle Minnie say about this?” James questioned playfully.
“My Minnie would have mixed feelings. Ultimately, she is a selfish lover and would hate to share
me like that,” Sirius said before he sighed dramatically. “Bugger, but he is a handsome one,
hm?”
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Lily (3:36PM): !!!!!!!!!!!
Remus (3:36PM): ?
Lily (3:38PM): G.O. LOOK. AT. SIRIUS. BLACKS. INSTA.
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Peter (3:35PM): HOLY SHIT BRO!
Remus (3:36PM): ?
Peter (3:38PM): Look at S.B. I.G.!
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“Hi, everyone,” Sirius’ voice was as rich as ever. He grinned charmingly at the camera. The
sunlight above him reflected off his ink-black hair. He was at a poolside, and despite it being
winter in most places, he appeared to be warm and fresh. Oversized black aviators covered half
of his face but did not detract from his attractiveness. “’ Bout a week ago, I was asked to prom
by this fetching young man. Even though it’s not until May, I’ve arranged my calendar around it.
So, Remus, my answer to you is yes . I’d love to go to prom with you.”
Chapter 2: The Meeting
Yesterday at 6:45 AM
Moony: hello, I hadn’t expected you to say yes. You don’t have to go to prom with me if you
don’t want to. It’s alright.
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Today at 7:00 PM
The Official Sirius Black : you can say that I’m very Sirius about taking you to prom :) You
can’t back out of this, Moony!
Moony : I’m not going to fight it. How would I get my information to you? Do you have a
manager who I will need to contact?
The Official Sirius Black : actually, yea. Her name is Minerva McGonagall. Can you give me
your number? She’d want to contact your parents if you’re underage.
Moony : ok. Here’s my mom’s number. Her name is Hope.
The Official Sirius Black : ta!
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Remus (8:50 PM): I gave Sirius Black my mom’s phone number
Lily (8:50 PM): what?
Remus (8:50 PM): I’m a minor, and his manager needs to contact my mom. I think I’ll
need to sign a disclosure or something for prom.
Lily (8:51 PM): You’ll be 18 before prom.
Remus (8:55 PM): Lily, why did I ask him to prom? The anxiety of all this is killing me.
Remus (8:52 PM): Holy shit, Mom’s talking to the manager right now. They’re scheduling a
sit-down meeting. I think I’m going to be sick.
Lily (8:56 PM): Holy shit, wtf is this? Who are you, and what’ve you done to R?
Remus (8:56 PM): You’re right. My behavior was embarrassing.
Lily (8:56 PM): screen shooting now.
Remus (8:56 PM): fuck off
Lily (8:58 PM): I doubt S.B. will visit your house. Prob just his manager and maybe a
bodyguard. No need to freak out.
Remus (9:01 PM): You’re right. Thanks, L.
Lily (9:01 PM): np.
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Today at 11:58 PM
The Little King : I can’t believe you said yes, poofter.
Padfoot : Takes one to know one.
The Little King : <img>
Padfoot : Stop with the fucking cat memes. I’m not opening that.
The Little King : Mother saw your video. She’s livid; it’s hilarious.
Padfoot : that is what I live for.
Padfoot : how did she see it? Did you show it to her?
The Little King : she follows you.
Padfoot : so, you’re not the only stalker in the family.
The Little King : I’ve learned from the best.

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Today at 12:01 AM
Prongs : Hullo! ;)
Moony : Hi?
Prongs : Polite
Moony : Should I not be? Are you going to send me a death threat too?
Prongs : Ben getting a lotta those?
Moony : unfortunately.
Moony : Are you a reporter?
Prongs : Nah. It’ll be k, m8.
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Follow Requests 1
Prongs Confirm. Deny.
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“Your video’s gone viral,” Peter grinned widely.
They walked home together from the bus stop, Remus’s beat-up Converse in sync Peter’s
well-taken care of Jordans. Book bags were heavy on both of their backs. It was January
now, and their breaths hung in the air as they tried to get home as fast as possible to
escape the cold.
“I know; I’ve had to switch my account to private because of all the comments.” Remus
frowned as he tried to burrow his hands deeper into his coat’s pockets.
Most people had not taken it well that Sirius said yes to him, and when other fans began to
ask Sirius to go to events with them, the rock star had turned them all down in a video
where he said he was a one-woman man and he would not two-time his prom date. It had
been funny until the death threats began to trickle in.
“Whose car is that?” Peter suddenly asked as they approached Remus’ house.
The car looked to be a rental. A large black SUV with darkly tinted windows was parked on
the street in front of the house so as not to block Hope Lupin’s car in the driveway.
“No clue,” Remus said with a shrug, “guess I’ll find out. Let me know if you need help with
chemistry later.”
“I’ll be texting you,” Peter promised as they parted ways. Peter turned once he hit the end
of the block, crossing the street to his own home.
Remus looked at the SUV as he marched up the driveway to the front door. His mother
hadn’t told him that they were expecting guests. It would make sense, though; she made
him clean the house the night prior and told him to make sure his room was tidy.
“I’m home!” Remus announced.
“In the kitchen!” Hope responded.
Remus sighed while sliding his bag from his back, leaving it on the floor near the front door.
Remus had a free period at the end of the day, so all his homework had been done nearly
an hour ago. He removed his gloves and jammed them into his coat pocket before opening
his coat and unknotted his scarf as he headed towards the kitchen.
His mother was seated across from three people at the kitchen table. The first was a stern-
looking older woman; her piercing blue eyes scrutinized Remus, and her mouth pinched.
Besides her was a large man Remus assumed was a bodyguard to the third occupant.
Sirius fucking Black was sitting at Remus’ kitchen table, dipping a cookie into a cup of
cocoa. Looking cool, if a little bored, gray eye drinking the sight of Remus in.
“Hello,” Remus said. He was proud of himself for keeping his voice leveled and calm.
Hope grinned up at him. “Re, this is Minerva McGonagall, she’s Sirius’ manager, and the
gentleman beside her is Gideon Prewett, Sirius’ bodyguard. And, of course, you know
Sirius.”
At the mention of him, Sirius gave Remus a bright smile and said, in the poshest accent
Remus had ever heard, “Hello, Remus.”
It was too much for Remus; his fan-boy heart couldn’t take it. Internally he was screaming
and wished he could text Lily or Peter. In times like these, Remus was glad he had such
fantastic self-control.
“It’s nice to make your acquaintances,” Remus said and nodded politely.
This caused Minerva’s mouth to twitch into an almost smile.
Remus shared a brief look with his mom, “If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to put my things in
my room.”
“Of course, but come back down soon. We’ll need you to sign some paperwork too.” Hope
waved him off.
That may be where Remus got it from. His mother was unflappable, although more cheerful
than Remus about it. Despite all the ups and downs, Hope Lupin was a pillar. The rock that
Remus always needed, especially after his father died.
Instead of running out of the room like he wanted, Remus took his time and pretended that
today was like any other day. He shed his coat as he walked out of the kitchen, picked his
bag up from the front door, and headed upstairs to his bedroom.
His bedroom was how it always was. Something familiar was what Remus needed. His room
had a twin-sized bed, a small desk underneath the window, same massive bookcase taking
up an entire wall. He draped his coat over his desk chair, followed by his scarf and his
beanie. He took a deep breath, held it, and let it out slowly. He could scream for joy later
when no people were over to witness his excitement.
He ran a hand through his hair and winced at how messy it probably appeared now that it
was away from his face.
“You’ve loads of books,” The very English-accented voice from the doorway was smoky and
unexpected.
Remus jumped, surprised, a hand held against his pounding heart, “ Jesus !”
Sirius laughed, “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”
“No, it’s ok,” Remus shook his head. “I just didn’t expect you to be… here .”
He stopped. Suddenly all the blood rushed to his face, and Remus felt his ears and cheeks
heat up in what must have been a fierce blush. Holy shit, Sirius Black was in his bedroom .
The rock star was shorter than Remus expected. Sirius’ hair was a shiny ink black that fell
to his shoulders, skin clear, cheekbones sharp and jaw nicely squared, almond-shaped gray
eyes with thick black lashes.
He smiled again, and it was blinding. Oh God, he was beautiful . How fair was that? Sirius
was gorgeous, and Remus was all awkward angles and too tall for his own body.
Remus rubbed the back of his neck and looked away toward the bookcase Sirius had initially
commented on.
“Yeah, I like to read.” Obviously , he thought, damn it, man, get your shit together.
Sirius took this as an invitation to come into the room.
The bedroom was small, barely enough space for Remus, but it was downright tiny with
Sirius there. Sirius took up so much space.
He browsed the books individually. He took the time to read the well-worn spines. “You
know there are things called e-readers. There are apps for them and everything.” He said
playfully.
“I know,” Remus said. He placed his hands into his pockets. “I have one. But something
about having an actual book is nice too.”
Sirius glanced up at him from beneath his lashes, full mouth curved into a small smile. “I
understand what you mean.”
Was it Remus’ imagination, or did Sirius move closer to him? Nope, he could feel the other’s
body heat radiating from him. Sirius’ fingers were brushing against the bottom of Remus’
cardigan.
“Sometimes it’s nice to hold something real in your hands,” Sirius stated as he tilted his
head at Remus.
Wow, yeah, he was close now. Oh God, Remus was going to faint.
“Boss,” Gideon appeared at the doorway, a frown on his face. “You asked to go to the
washroom ten minutes ago. McGonagall was getting impatient.”
Sirius rolled his eyes dramatically and took a step away from Remus. “Minnie doesn’t own
me!”
“Yes, she does,” Gideon shrugged. “Stop flirting and come back downstairs.”
“Flirting?” Remus echoed; his blush moved down to his chest.
Sirius’s eyes trailed the column of his throat before he gave Remus an innocent look, “No?”
“Come on,” Gideon prodded again. This time his charge followed him. Which left Remus
alone. He used the precious few seconds to compose himself before he followed them back
to the kitchen.
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Sirius (10:23PM): Jamie
James (10:40 PM): Wut?
Sirius (10:40 PM): Met Moony. He’s cute.
James (10:40 PM): different from what u expected?
Sirius (10:40 PM): He’s like a fucking giant. Probs about 6’2”, & you know how much I love
climbing trees.
Sirius (10:41 PM): He loves books. I never realized being well-read was so hot.
Sirius (10:42 PM): He smelled like ink and chocolate & I could sniff him all day.
Sirius (10:43 PM): His full name is Remus Lupin. It’s like Wolf Wolf. He reminded me of a
wolf. Intensely quiet, observant, really fucking good-looking.
James (10:44 PM): Wolf Wolf n Black Dog. Match made n heaven.
Sirius (10:44 PM): He smiled at me as I left. My insides melted a little.
James (10:45 PM): tell me how u rly feel
Sirius (10:45 PM): stfu
James (10:46 PM): ur obnoxious
Sirius (10:46 PM): I want to talk to him again.
James (10:46 PM): do eet
Sirius (10:50 PM): Can’t. He’s 17. Not allowed to seek him out.
James (10:51 PM): ur only 18
Sirius (10:52 PM): Minnie was very strict about this.
James (10:52 PM): I’m 17 :)
Sirius (10:52 PM): you’re a bloody genius :)
James (11:00 PM): I know
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Today at 10:23 PM
Prongs : oi! Y haven’t u confirmed?
Moony : Because I don’t know you?

Prongs : semantics
Moony : You text so horribly, but then you use a word like that.
Prongs : I’ve attended the best schools for my entire educational career. My name is James;
I’m close friends with a mutual acquaintance. You should add me.
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“His best friend added me on Insta,” Remus said to Peter instead of a greeting the following
day at the bus stop.
Peter munched on a Pop-Tart, still mostly asleep, “huh?”
“Keep up with my mental anguish,” Remus sighed. “Sirius Black was at my house
yesterday-”
“Are you fucking serious?” Peter perked up, breakfast momentarily forgotten. “Why didn’t
you text me?”
Remus shook his head. “Pete, it was an emotionally draining night for me. His best friend
added me on I.G. I’m following him now.”
“Show me!” Peter exclaimed, excitement evident on his face. He was wide awake now.
Remus took out his phone. “See?” He asked.
Various selfies of an Indian boy with unruly black hair and hipster glasses, along with Sirius
and another boy who looked like he could be related to Sirius, began to pop up on James’
account. Occasionally there were photos of a beautiful dark-skinned girl throughout the
feed.
“Oh, shit, he’s friends with Marlene McKinnon too. She’s so hot.” Peter said, “I’m going to
message James and add him. As your best friend, it’s only right of me to watch your back.
Maybe we can get Lily to add him too.”
“You’re so noble, Pete,” Remus rolled his eyes. He was about to close out of the app but
paused when he saw a notification pop up.
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Follow Requests 1
Padfoot Confirm. Deny.

Chapter 3: The Number
“Who the fuck is James Potter?” Lily demanded during lunch. “He keeps messaging me,
saying I’m his soul mate and we’re ‘meant to be together.’ He wants to have my babies.
He’s already picked names out for them.”
Frank Longbottom, a friend of theirs, leaned against the table and peeked at Lily’s phone.
“No idea. I’ve never seen him before.”
Peter laughed, “You’re just so irresistible, Lil’s.”
The cafeteria was noisy around them, filled with all the other seniors who were eating,
socializing, or doing last-minute assignments.
“If he’s bothering you, why not block him?” Alice Finn, Frank’s longtime girlfriend,
suggested as she broke apart her sandwich. She removed the crust before she took a dainty
bite.
Lily frowned thoughtfully and said, “Because he’s funny. And cute.”
“Ah, so you enjoy flirting back,” Alice grinned.
“Pete and I are both friends with him,” Remus said with his eyes firmly glued to his phone.
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Follow Requests 1
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The profile picture was of a large black dog. The profile itself was private. James also
followed him.
Remus liked to see himself as highly intelligent. The photo of the black dog gave it away.
Sirius was the Dog Star; his last name was Black. It made sense. And there would only be
one person that both he and James knew—their mutual acquaintance.
The question was, why would Sirius Black be using his personal account to follow Remus
Lupin?
Without hesitation, Remus clicked on Confirm and then Followed. He then turned his phone
off for the remainder of the day and slipped it into the inner pocket of his coat—no need to
send a message if this really was Sirius that to added him. No, Remus was going to play it
cool. He was not going to make a fool of himself.
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Regulus (11:58AM): <img>
Sirius (11:59 AM): jfc Reg. Stop.
Regulus (12:00 PM): You’re using your personal account to follow fans now?
Sirius (12:01 PM): He followed back?!!!
Regulus (12:16 PM): I sincerely hope you know what you’re doing with this one.
Sirius (12:16 PM): I sincerely know what I WANT to be doing TO him.
Regulus (12:55PM): Ew.
Regulus (12:56PM): <img>
Sirius (1:06 PM): I swear to fucking God, Reg. Stop with the fucking cat memes!
Unable to deliver. Try again.
Regulus (1:08 PM): Did you block me?
Regulus (1:10 PM): Bitch.

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Two Days Ago at 2:49 PM
Padfoot : Hey :)
Moony : Hello.
Moony : Not that I’m not flattered, but why did you decide to follow me? Wouldn’t
McGonagall be unhappy about this? I read the contract; you’re not allowed to seek me out
like this actively.
Padfoot : I’d like to get to know you better if that’s alright. And Minnie doesn’t have to know
about it.
Padfoot : Unless you mind. I don’t want to be a bother to you.
Moony : I don’t mind. But aren’t you afraid I’d go to the media with this?
Padfoot : Not with that confidentiality clause you and your mother signed :)
Moony : Do you do this with all your fans?
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Yesterday at 8:30 AM
Padfoot : Nope.
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Marlene (5:03 AM): Wanker, I have a weekend premiere. Do you want to be my date?
Sirius (8:21 AM): You’re so romantic, Marly.
Marlene (11:19 AM): Fuck off, Black. Is that a yes or no? I’m wearing a red dress.
Sirius (6:32 PM): If only your fans could see how lovely you are.
Marlene (6:32 PM): SIRIUS.
Sirius (9:54 PM): Fine, I’ll go. Have your P.A. emailed mine with the details? You owe me.
Marlene (10:59 PM): Put it on my tab.
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Today at 6:30 AM
Padfoot : So, tell me about yourself.
Moony : What would you like to know?
Padfoot : Everything.
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They were in Lily’s living room again on a Friday night. They had plenty of pizza and various
snacks out on the coffee table. It was for a ‘study group,’ but the trio had already finished
their homework and had the T.V. on some celebrity news show to watch what looked like
some red-carpet premiere. Peter enjoyed commenting on the actor’s fashion choices, and
Lily got equally into it.
Remus had a book open on his lap. He barely paid attention to the background noise.
“Ugh, Marlene is so pretty it hurts,” Lily said with a groan. She took a large bite of her slice
of pizza. “She’s so skinny I kind of hate her.”
Marlene McKinnon was beautiful in her deep red gown, which complimented her dark brown
skin. Her black hair was styled as a large afro, and she glowed from all the attention she
received.
“Whatever, she’s hot,” Peter said, “and stylish. Look at the cut of her dress; it’s amazing.”
The reporter asked Marlene what brand she was wearing, and there was a good chemistry
of give and take. Marlene knew how to work as a reporter and navigate through an
interview. Remus glanced up at the T.V. just as Sirius appeared beside Marlene, wrapping
an arm casually around her waist.
“Are you guys here together?” The reporter asked excitedly.
“Of course! And doesn’t he look handsome?” Marlene asked. A pretty smile bloomed on her
face.
Remus felt both Peter’s and Lily’s gazes on him. He sighed and looked over at the two.
“We’re not anything, guys; I don’t know why you’d assume there would be some romantic
fairytale between us.”
“He added you on his personal account ,” Lily pointed out. “He said that he didn’t typically
add random fans.”
“He flirted with you,” Peter said.
“He’s also a celebrity. He flirts with everyone if you’ve paid attention to his interviews. He
added me because he wants to make friends with someone close to his age. It’s not that big
of a deal,” Remus told them gently. It wasn’t a big deal, it wasn’t, and he squashed the
disappointment that was building up in his stomach. “Besides, we’re strangers. I think I’ve
spoken to James more than him.”
“I’m wearing my brother’s design,” Sirius continued on the T.V., unmindful of what was
happening in Lily’s living room. “He wants to take over the family business one day.”
Peter suddenly threw popcorn at the screen, “he’s a dick. You’re right; you’re not dating;
nothing is happening between you two. We’re all just a little star-struck by him.”
Lily nodded at his side and said, “And if he flirts with you again, just remind him of the
contract you both signed where he wouldn’t try anything with you.”
Instead of replying to his friends, Remus took out his phone and began to the two stars on
the television.
“There are pictures of them already online. Here’s a blurb; multiracial, international, young
power couple Marlene McKinnon (19) Jamaican- Irish, and Sirius Black (18) Japanese-
English, met when they attended the same boarding school in Scotland .” Remus read out
loud and then stopped, “Boarding school? Jesus, they come from rich families.”
“We’re just poor kids from Jersey,” Peter said around his slice of pizza.
“To us poor kids!” Lily toasted; she raised her Diet Coke into the air.
Peter motioned with his pizza and Remus with his phone. “To us poor kids!”
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They were walking home together from the bus stop, Remus’ beat up Converse in perfect sync
with Peter’s well taken care of Jordan’s. Book bags heavy on both of their backs. It was January
now, and their breaths hung in the air as they tried to walk home as fast as possible in order to
get out of the cold.
“I know, I’ve had to switch my account to private because of all the comments.” Remus frowned
as he tried to burrow his hands deeper into his coat’s pockets.
Most people had not taken it well that Sirius said yes to him, and when other fans began to ask
Sirius to go to events with them the rock star had turned them all down in a video where he said
he was a one-woman man and he would not two-time his prom date. It had been funny until the
death threats began to trickle in.
“Whose car is that?” Peter suddenly asked as they approached Remus’ house.
Said car was obviously a rental. A large black SUV with darkly tinted windows was parked on
the street in front of the house so as not to block Hope Lupin’s car that was in the driveway.
“No clue,” Remus shrugged. “Guess I’ll find out. Let me know if you need help with chemistry
later.”
“I’ll definitely be texting you,” Peter promised as they parted ways. Peter turned once he hit the
end of the block, crossing the street to his own home.
Remus looked at the SUV again before marching up the driveway and towards the front door.
His mother hadn’t told him that they were expecting guests. It would make sense though, she
made him clean the house the night prior and told him to make sure his room was tidy. Even
though it was always tidy.
“I’m home!” Remus announced.
“In the kitchen!” Hope responded.
Remus sighed while sliding his bag from his back, leaving it on the floor near the front door. He
had a free period at the end of the day, so all his homework had been done nearly an hour ago.
He took off his gloves and jammed them into his coat pocket before opening his coat and
unknotted his scarf as he headed towards the kitchen.
His mother was seated across from three people at the kitchen table. The first was a stern
looking older woman, her piercing blue eyes scrutinized Remus and her mouth pinched.
Besides her was a large man whom Remus assumed was a bodyguard to the third occupant.
Sirius fucking Black was sitting at Remus’ kitchen table, dipping a cookie into a cup of cocoa.
Looking cool, if a little bored, gray eye drinking the sight of Remus in.
“Hello,” Remus managed to greet. He was proud of himself for keeping his voice leveled and
calm.
Hope grinned up at him. “Re, this is Minerva McGonagall, she’s Sirius’ manager, and the
gentleman beside her is Gideon Prewett, Sirius’ bodyguard. And of course, you know Sirius.”
At the mention of him, Sirius gave Remus a bright smile. “Hello Remus.”
It was too much for Remus, his fan boy heart couldn’t take it. Internally he was screaming and
wishing he could text Lily or Peter right then and there. Times like these Remus was glad that
he managed to have such amazing self-control.
“It’s nice to make your acquaintances.” Remus nodded politely.
This caused Minerva’s mouth to twitch into an almost smile.
Remus shared a brief look with his mom, “If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to put my things in my
room.”
“Of course but come back down soon. We’ll need you to sign some paperwork too.” Hope
waved him off easily.
Maybe that was where Remus got it from. His mother was unflappable, although more cheerful
than Remus about it. Despite all the ups and the downs, Hope Lupin was a pillar. The rock that
Remus always needed, especially after his father died.
Instead of running out of the room like he really wanted to, Remus took his time and pretended
that today was just like any other day. He shed his coat as he walked out of the kitchen, picking
his bag up from the front door and headed upstairs to his bedroom.
His bedroom was how it always was. Something unchanged was exactly what Remus needed.
He draped his coat over his desks chair, followed by his scarf and his beanie. He took in a deep
breath, held it, and let it out slowly. He could scream for joy later. When there weren’t any
people over to witness his excitement.
He ran a hand through his hair, wincing at how messy it probably appeared now that it was
away from his face.
“You’ve loads of books,” The very English accented voice from the doorway was smoky and
unexpected.
Remus jumped, surprised, a hand held against his pounding heart, “Jesus!”
Sirius let out a barking laugh, “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”
“No, it’s okay,” Remus shook his head. “I just didn’t expect you to be…here.”
He stopped. Suddenly all the blood was rushing to his face, and Remus felt his ears and cheeks
heat up in what must have been a fierce blush. Holy shit, Sirius Black was in his bedroom. The
rock star was shorter than Remus expected, coming up to Remus’ jaw. Sirius’ hair was a shiny
ink black that fell to his shoulders, skin perfectly clear, cheekbones sharp and jaw nicely
squared, almond shaped gray eyes with thick black lashes.
He smiled again, and it was blinding. Oh God he was beautiful. How fair was that? Sirius was
gorgeous, and Remus was all awkward angles and too tall for his own body.
Remus rubbed the back of his neck and looked away towards the bookcase Sirius had originally
commented on.
“Yeah, I like to read.” Obviously, he thought, damn it man get your shit together.
Sirius took this as an invitation to come into the room.
The bedroom as small, barely enough space for Remus, but with Sirius there it was downright
tiny. Sirius took up so much space.
He browsed the books individually, taking the time to read the well-worn spines. “You know
there are things called e-readers.” He smirked playfully.
“I know,” Remus shrugged, slouching slightly and placing his hands into his back pockets. “I
have one. But something about having an actual book is nice too.”
Sirius glanced up at him from beneath his lashes, full mouth curving into a small smile. “I
understand what you mean.”
Was it Remus’ imagination or did Sirius move closer to him? Nope, he could feel the other
young man’s body heat radiating from him. Sirius’ fingers were brushing against the bottom of
Remus’ cardigan.
“Sometimes it’s nice to hold something real in your hands,” Sirius stated while tilting his head up
at Remus.
Wow, yeah, he was close now. Oh God, Remus felt as if he were going to faint.
“Boss,” Gideon appeared at the doorway, a frown on his face. “You asked to go to the wash
room ten minutes ago. McGonagall is getting impatient.”
Sirius rolled his eyes dramatically while taking a step away from Remus. “Minnie doesn’t own
me, Gid!”
“Yes, she does,” Gideon shrugged. “Stop flirting and come back downstairs.”
“Flirting?” Remus echoed, he could feel his blush moving down towards his chest.
Sirius eyes trailed the column of his throat before he gave Remus an innocent look, “No?”
“Come on,” Gideon prodded again. This time his charge followed him, leaving Remus alone for
a few seconds to compose himself before heading back towards the kitchen as well.
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Sirius (10:23PM): Jaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmeeeessssss
James (10:40PM): Wut?
Sirius (10:40PM): Met Moony. He is soooooooo cute.
James (10:40PM): not wut u expected?
Sirius (10:40PM): Noooooooooo.
Sirius (10:40PM): He’s like a fucking giant. Probs about 6’2” &&& you know how much I love
climbing trees.
Sirius (10:41PM): He loves books. I never realized how being well-read is so sexy.
Sirius (10:42PM): He smells like ink and chocolate & I could sniff him all day.
Sirius (10:43PM): His full name is Remus Lupin. It’s like Wolf Wolf. He reminds me of a wolf.
Intensely quiet, observant, really fucking good looking.
James (10:44PM): Wolf Wolf n Black Dog. Match made n heavn.

Sirius (10:44PM): He smiled at me as I was leaving. My insides melted a little. Fuck my life.
James (10:45PM): tell me how u rly feels
Sirius (10:45PM): JAAAAMMMMMMMMMEESSSSSSSSSSS
James (10:46PM): ur obnoxious
Sirius (10:46PM): I want to talk to him again.
James (10:46PM): do eet
Sirius (10:50PM): Can’t. He’s 17. Not allowed to seek him out.
James (10:51PM): ur only 18
Sirius (10:52PM): Minnie was very strict about this.
James (10:52PM): I’m 17 :)
Sirius (10:52PM): you’re a bloody genius :)
James (11:00PM): I knw
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Today at 10:23PM
Prongs: oi! Y havn’t u confirmed?
Moony: Because idk you?
Prongs: semantics
Moony: You text so horribly but then you use a word like that, and properly spelled too.
Prongs: I’ve attended the best schools for my entire educational career. My name is James, I’m
close friends with a mutual acquaintance of ours. You should add me.
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“His best friend added me on Insta,” Remus greeted Peter the next morning at the bus stop.
Peter munched on a Pop-Tart, “huh?”
“Keep up with my mental anguish,” Remus sighed. “Sirius Black was at my house yesterday-”
“Are you fucking serious?” Peter perked up, breakfast momentarily forgotten. “Why didn’t you
text me?”
Remus shook his head. “Pete, it was an emotionally draining night for me. His best friend added
me on I.G. I’m following him now.”
“Show me!” Peter exclaimed, excitement evident on his face.
Remus took out his phone. “See?”
Various selfies of an Indian boy with unruly black hair and hipster glasses along with Sirius and
another boy who looked like he could be related to Sirius began to pop up on James’ account.
Occasionally there were photos of a beautiful dark-skinned girl throughout the feed.
“Oh, shit he’s friends with Marlene McKinnon too. That chick’s hot.” Peter grinned at the photo
before taking out his own phone. “I’m going to message James and add him. As your best friend
it’s only right of me to watch your back. Maybe we can get Lily to add him too.”
“You’re so noble, Pete,” Remus rolled his eyes. He was about to close out of the app when he
realized there was a notification in his heart icon.
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Follow Requests 1
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The profile picture was of a large black dog. The profile itself was on private. James also
followed him.
Remus liked to see himself as highly intelligent. The photo of the black dog gave it away. Sirius
was the Dog Star; his last name was Black. It made sense. And there would only be one person
with whom he and James both knew. Their mutual acquaintance.
The question was, why would Sirius Black be using his personal account to follow Remus
Lupin?
Without hesitation Remus clicked on Confirm and then Follow. He then turned his phone off for
the remainder of the day and slipped it into the inner pocket of his coat. No need to send a
message if this really was Sirius trying to add him. No, Remus was going to play it cool. He was
not going to make a fool of himself.
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Sirius (11:59AM): jfc Reg. Stop.
Regulus (12:00PM): You’re using your personal account to follow fans now?
Sirius (12:01PM): OMG DID HE FOLLOW ME BACK??? Oibgvjoaher8ghokfhmdtyi!!!!!!!
Regulus (12:16PM): I sincerely hope you know what you’re doing with this one.
Sirius (12:16PM): I sincerely know what I WANT to be doing TO him hehe.
Regulus (12:55PM): Ew.
Sirius (1:06PM): I swear to fucking God Reg. Stop with the fucking cat memes!
Regulus (1:08PM): Did you just block me?

Regulus (1:10PM): Lmfao you’re such a bitch.
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Two Days Ago at 2:49PM
Padfoot: Hey :)
Moony: Hello.
Moony: Not that I’m not flattered, but why did you decide to use your personal account to follow
me? Wouldn’t McGonagall be unhappy about this? I did read the contract, you’re not allowed to
actively seek me out like this.
Padfoot: 1. SSSHHHH. 2. Moony, I want to get to know you better, you’re an interesting fellow.
3. You’ll be 18 in March. What my darling doesn’t know won’t hurt her.
Padfoot: Unless you mind. I don’t want to be a bother to you.
Moony: 1. I don’t mind. 2. Ah, so what you’re telling me is that you’re two-timing her. 3. You’re
not afraid I’ll go to the media with this?
Padfoot: Not with that confidentiality clause you and your mother signed :)
Moony: Do you do this with all your fans?
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Yesterday at 8:30AM
Padfoot: Nope.
Marlene (5:03AM): Wanker, I have a premiere this weekend. Wanna be my date?
Sirius (8:21AM): You’re so romantic Marly.
Marlene (11:19AM): Fuck off Black. Is that a yes or no? I’m wearing a red dress.
Sirius (6:32PM): If only your fans could see how lovely you are.
Marlene (6:32PM): SIRIUS.
Sirius (9:54PM): Fine I’ll go. Have your PA email mine and Minnie with the details? You owe
me.
Marlene (10:59PM): Put it on my tab.
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Today at 6:30 AM
Padfoot: So, tell me about yourself?
Moony: What would you like to know?
Padfoot: Everything.
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They were in Lily’s living room again on a Friday night. They had plenty of pizza and various
snacks out on the coffee table. Allegedly it was for a study group, but the trio had already done
their homework and had the TV on E! News to watch what looked to be some type of red-carpet
premiere. Lily enjoyed making comments about the actor’s fashion choices, and honestly Peter
got equally into it.
Remus had a book open on his lap, barely paying any mind to the background noise.
“Ugh, Marlene is so pretty it hurts,” Lily groaned while taking a large bite out of her slice of
pizza. “She’s so skinny I kind of hate her.”
Marlene McKinnon was beautiful in her deep red gown which complimented her dark brown
skin, her black hair falling gracefully over to her dainty shoulders. She glowed from all the
attention she was receiving.
“Whatever Red, she’s hot,” Peter commented, “and stylish. Look at the cut of her dress, it’s
amazing.”
The reporter was asking Marlene what brand she was wearing, and there was a good chemistry
of give and take. Marlene knew just how to work a reporter and how to navigate through an
interview. Remus glanced up at the TV just as Sirius appeared beside Marlene, wrapping an
arm casually around her waist.
“Are you guys here together?” The reporter asked excitedly.
“Of course! And doesn’t he look handsome?” Marlene asked, a pretty smile erupting happily
onto her face.
Remus felt both Peter’s and Lily’s gazes on him. He sighed and looked over at the two. “We’re
not anything guys, I don’t know why you’d assume there was going to be some romantic
fairytale between us.”
“He added you on his personal account,” Lily pointed out. “He said that he didn’t typically add
random fans.”
“He flirted with you,” Peter stated.
“He’s also a celebrity. He flirts with everyone, if you’ve paid attention to his interviews. He added
me because he wants to make friends with someone close to his age. It’s not that big of a deal,”
Remus told them gently. It wasn’t a big deal, it really wasn’t, and he squashed the
disappointment that was building up in his stomach. “Besides, we’re basically strangers. I mean,
I think I’ve spoken to James more than him anyway.”
“I’m wearing my brother’s design,” Sirius continued the TV, unmindful of what was going on in
Lily’s living room. “He wants to take over the family business one day.”
Peter suddenly threw popcorn at the screen, “he’s a dick. You’re right, you’re not dating, there’s
nothing going on between you two. We’re all just a little star struck by him.”
At his side Lily was nodding, “and if he flirts with you again just remind him of the contract that
you both signed where he wouldn’t try anything with you.”
Instead of saying anything to it, Remus took out his phone and began to Google the two stars
who were on the television.
“There’s pictures of them already online. Multiracial, international, young power couple. Marlene
McKinnon (19) Jamaican- Irish, and Sirius Black (18) Japanese-French, met when they
attended the same boarding school in England.” Remus began to read out-loud before
stopping, “boarding school? Jesus, they come from rich families.”
“We’re just poor kids from Jersey,” Peter hummed around his slice of pizza.
“To us poor kids!” Lily toasted while raising her can of Diet Coke into the air.
Peter motioned with his pizza, and Remus with his phone. “To us poor kids!”
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Remus (2:22AM): am I stupid for wishing that I had caught his attention? We’ve been talking for
a week on IG now. I feel stupid.
Remus (2:23AM): I guess P was right, it was me being star struck.
Remus (2:30AM): He probably wants to fuck me. Should I let him fuck me?
Lily (7:32AM): YOU’RE NOT STUPID! And don’t give that ass the satisfaction (unless you really
want to), if you end up allowing him to have sex with you then do it because you want to. And
don’t regret it.
Lily (7:33AM): Almost everyone wants that Disney romance. I love you, if all else fails in the
world you always have me.
Remus (7:40AM): ily 2 L
Lily (8:00AM): Have you even slept?
Remus (8:00AM): No
Lily (8:00AM): Go to sleep R.
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“Emmeline Vance is having a party and we’re going,” Peter stated by way of greeting as soon
as Remus opened the door to his house.
Remus glanced over Peter’s head to the sight of Lily parked in the driver’s side of her mom’s
minivan, waiting for her two friends. Mary MacDonald in the passenger’s seat beside her.
“I already asked your mom,” Peter told him before shoving Remus back into the house, “get out
of your basketball shorts and wear something respectable, man. With any luck we can get you
laid tonight.”
“I honestly don’t understand your obsession with sex,” Remus muttered. Allowing himself to be
led back to his bedroom by Peter. “Are you sure you aren’t the gay one in this trio?”
“Just because I know fashion and can dance circles around you doesn’t make me gay. And last
I checked you were bisexual.” Peter told him as he rummaged through Remus’ closest. “I heard
Dorcas has a thing for you, maybe you should try with her?”
“Should I pack an overnight bag?” Remus asked as he caught the clothes Peter threw at him
easily. “Will I be needing to crash on your couch?”
“Nah,” Peter shook his head, then seemed to double think it. “Maybe. You’re so prepared all the
time, it’s almost like you were a boy scout.”
“I was a boy scout.” Remus sighed as he began to strip and change into dark washed jeans and
a comfy gray sweater. He allowed Peter to brush his hair out of his face before grabbing his bag
of clothes and following the shorter teenager out of the house and towards Lily’s van.
“Buckle up, bitches!” Lily greeted, “it’s going to be a good night.”
Remus could honestly say that was the last concrete thing he’d remember before waking up on
Sunday morning on Peter’s bedroom floor with the worst hangover of his life.
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James (7:00AM): Do u think Lily n Rem r datin?
Sirius (7:03AM): …I hope not. Why would he ask me to prom then?
James (7:10AM): vid of dem kissn on da mouf :(
James (7:12AM): watch da vid
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Today at 9:00AM
Padfoot: Are you and Lily dating?
Moony: Hello to you too?
Padfoot: Hello. Are you?
Moony: I’m too hungover for this. What?

Padfoot: What’s your phone number?
Moony: No.
Padfoot: I promise not to abuse it! May I please call you???
Moony: No. Read the contract.
Padfoot: Please give me your number?
Padfoot: Don’t make me beg!
Today at 10:55AM
Padfoot: Come on Moony.
Today at 5:09PM
Padfoot: Are you honestly ignoring me?
Today at 9:23PM
Padfoot: :(
Today at 11:23PM
Padfoot: I’m warning you, you’ve asked for what is about to occur.
Moony: I’m shaking in my boots.
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Today at 11:24PM
Padfoot: Hi Peter! How are you?

Wormtail: Hi Sirius. I’m good, how are you?
Padfoot: Good! How was your Saturday night?
Wormtail: Oh God which video did you see? Remus drank an entire bottle of Fireball and lost
his damn mind.
Padfoot: What exactly did he do? I just saw the one of him and Lily kissing.
Wormtail: Idk if I should tell you.
Padfoot: Please????
Wormtail: Well, we ran into his ex-bf at a friend’s party. Ex had a new gf with him, and she was
hot. Ex-bf tried some shit with Rem. Sloppy drunk is not a pretty look on Remus. The struggle to
get him home was real.
Padfoot: I see. Would it be okay if you gave me his phone number? I think I’d like to call him.
Wormtail: Ask him for it.
Padfoot: Please?????
Wormtail: So, he said no to you.
Wormtail: nah, I won’t.
Padfoot: Please? I’ve been trying to talk to him, but he’s been ignoring me all day. I’m worried
about him.
Wormtail: I’ll pass the message.
Padfoot: What if I give you something worth your while in exchange for his number?
Wormtail: I’m listening.
Padfoot: Backstage pass to the next Beyoncé concert?
Wormtail: Make it 3 backstage passes and you’ve got yourself a deal.
Wormtail: Proof of the tickets first and then I’ll give you the goods.
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Today at 2:13AM
Prongs: oi, m8, favour?
Moony: its 2AM, why are you up?
Prongs: HW. U? 6AM here.
Moony: Holiday. What's the favor?
Prongs: Lil's bday comin up, yea?
Moony: January 30th
Prongs: If I wire you $, will you buy her somethin for me?
Moony: Whoa, that was almost a legit sentence. A gift you say? What're your intentions with my
precious Lily?
Prongs: I wanna marry her 1 day
Moony: James. She'd murder you.
Prongs: I'd die happy
Moony: Woooow
Moony: if it's in the name of true love, sure I'll help you. It's your funeral.
Prongs: ta m8!
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Lily's birthday landed on a Sunday, and she didn't want to do anything to really celebrate. So,
her parents invited Peter and Remus over for dinner and cake.
The edible arrangements that Lily received from James made her face turn red, but she smiled
so brightly that it almost hurt to look at her.
"From a boy?" Mr. Evans asked gruffly.

Lily's face became even more flushed. "It's nothing Papa."
"At least this one realizes that the way to get to your heart is through your stomach," Mrs. Evans
joked as she cut a slice of cake for Remus.
"I promised to take a pic!" Peter announced while taking his phone out. "He'll appreciate it."
"Is it someone we know?" Mrs. Evans curiously asked.
"He's best friends with Remus' boyfriend," Lily answered while taking a large bite out of the star
shaped pineapple. Posing with a peace sign up for Peter.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Remus snapped without any malice. "We're not like that."
"Whatever," Lily rolled her eyes.
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Peter (12:40AM): btw I have SB your #.
Peter (12:40AM): *gave
Remus (12:43AM): WTF PETER!!!!!
Peter (12:45AM): Calm your tits. I got us backstage passes to Beyoncé out of this. You’re
welcome.
Chapter 4: The Text
Remus couldn’t say that he was angry with Peter, not exactly. Annoyed, yes. Mildly
disappointed. But angry? Not really. Surprised? Not in the least. Peter was the weak link of the
three best friends and was usually easily enticed by shiny objects.
“I can’t believe you sold your best friend out for Beyoncé,” Lily rolled her eyes, but there was a
please smile on her face. “Thank you for that though, I really can’t wait to see her in April.”
There was the fact that the three of them were able to have a meet and greet with the diva that
made Remus more excited than anything else. Sirius hadn’t bothered to call him yet, nor had he
messaged Remus again since the week prior.
The thing was Remus wasn’t sure how he felt about the whole Sirius situation. Yes, he’s dated
in the past, he had exactly one ex-girlfriend and one ex-boyfriend. He’s also had a few one-night
stands after said ex-boyfriend.
His old girlfriend transferred schools in tenth grade and their budding romance had been put to
an end rather quickly, not that it bothered Remus that much, he had liked her but mostly
because she would bring the best homemade lunches for him nearly every day. His ex-
boyfriend on the other hand…
Caradoc Dearborn had broken Remus’ heart.
If Caradoc had ended things amiably it wouldn’t have been an issue to see him at Emmeline’s
party on that Saturday. Unfortunately for Remus, he hadn’t. Caradoc had graduated the year
prior and upon breaking up with Remus had told him that he didn’t think he liked men and that
Remus had been an experiment. Remus had given Caradoc his virginity, it all felt like a giant
proverbial slap in the face. He had been in town visiting his parents for the weekend and
introducing his girlfriend to his family.
What made things worse was Caradoc trying to get Remus alone periodically throughout the
night. At one-point Remus had been terrified when Caradoc locked the two of them in the guest
bathroom together. In order to save himself from potentially being molested, Remus did
something that was very un-Remus-like.
He made a scene.
A huge scene, one that had other party goers interfering from Remus beating the shit out of
Caradoc. It was ugly. And when Caradoc’s girlfriend tried to intercept it, it had only gotten
worse. Frankly it was a surprise that the neighbors hadn’t called the cops on them.
Caradoc was escorted out of the house by a few guys from the football team and Remus was
dragged into the kitchen by Dorcas and Mary. Some of the boys in his class asked if he wanted
them to jump Caradoc because “him pulling that shit ain’t cool man.”
Afterwards Remus got very, regrettably, drunk. So drunk that he apparently became some sort
of kissing whore. There were photos of him kissing Lily, Dorcas, Frank, Alice, Mary, and an
attempt at Peter. It was mortifying.
This was a perfect example as why Remus Lupin never allowed himself to lose control.
Luckily his friends were there to put him back together and managed to get him back to Peter’s
safely. He woke up on the floor with Frank halfway on top of him, equally as hungover, and
Peter in the bathroom vomiting as quietly as he could so that his parents wouldn’t hear him.
Peter’s parents did not ask if the boys were hungover. It was obvious. But they were usually
good boys, all AP and Honor’s classes, all three of them had pending scholarships and their
schools already chosen for next year. They never got into trouble, and they never drank. So,
Peter’s parents let it slide.
They were the most chill adults that any of the boys knew, Mr. Pettigrew served them greasy
breakfasts without asking about what they had been up to the night before and gave both Frank
and Remus a bottle of Gatorade before the two left to walk home.
“No texts or anything yet?” Lily asked Remus, leaning against him casually. They were in the
hallway waiting for their chemistry teacher to open the door for their class to start.
“I haven’t checked,” Remus answered. “I don’t understand why he’s trying so hard to talk to me.”
Why would Sirius Black try to get to know Remus Lupin? It wasn’t low self-esteem on Remus’
part, it was just an honest question. Remus was nobody, and the more they messaged each
other, the less impressed he was with Sirius. Not that Sirius wasn’t impressive, because he was.
God, he was. He lived up to his name of being the brightest start in the sky. The more they got
to know each other, the more comfortable Remus was becoming, and that was the problem. If
they were just friends then it would be okay, but Sirius flirted, and it was confusing. Where did
Remus stand there?
Maybe it’ll be best if he could keep his calm and act as if Sirius was like any other friendly
acquaintance. Like Frank. That’d be perfect. Treat Sirius like Frank.
“Why wouldn’t he want to talk to you?” Lily questioned, face blank. “Have you seen yourself?”
“Shut up Lil,” Remus couldn’t help the grin that broke out on his face.
Their teacher then decided to allow them into the classroom and the time to talk about rock
stars was over.
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Unknown (9:39AM): I got your phone number from Peter. If you’re angry about it, tough. I don’t
like being ignored.
Unknown (9:45AM): Please don’t block me!!!! I’m sorry if that came across as rude and
intrusive.
Unknown (9:46AM): Or stalkerish.
Unknown (9:48AM): I’ve been told that I don’t understand boundaries.
Unknown (9:56AM): You’re probably at school right now, learning important things. I went to
boarding school until I was fifteen and hated every minute. I had private tutors after fifteen and
graduated a year early.
Unknown (10:20AM): I hope you don’t think that was me bragging, it wasn’t!
Unknown (10:23AM): <img>
Unknown (10:24AM): My brother always sends me these stupid cat memes that I hate but laugh
at every time.
Unknown (11:05AM): I’m in Tokyo, supposed to be sleeping. Its midnight here, but the jetlag is
making sleep difficult.
Unknown (11:30AM): I’m also a day ahead of you. Greetings from the future!
Remus (11:45AM): I’m not mad at you. I saved your number on my phone, I hope you don’t
mind. Go to sleep.
Sirius (11:46AM): I don’t mind! But texting while in class? Naughty Remus!
Remus (11:46AM): It’s lunchtime you nerd.
Sirius (11:46AM): You wound me!
Remus (11:46AM): What are you doing in Japan? Visiting family?

Sirius (11:47AM): Kind of? I’m modeling for my brother’s line that he’s releasing. Under the
BLAK brand, but my mother is very proud of him. I am too, which is why I told Reg to donate my
paycheck to a charity.
Sirius (11:49AM): Anything exciting going on in school today?
Remus (11:49AM): Aside from a you texting me? Valentine’s dance is coming up.
Sirius (11:50AM): Are you going?
Remus (11:51AM): No way.
Sirius (11:52AM): Well, if you’re not busy around Valentine’s Day, would you want to hang out
with me? I’ll be about an hour away from yours for an event.
Sirius (11:55AM): Lunch over?
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Remus felt his heart thudding loudly in his chest, and he could swear that it was audible for
everyone around him in the cafeteria.
“Alright there?” Alice asked from her seat next to him. “Who are you texting? Your face is getting
super red.”
The observation caused all his friends to look over at him.
Lily frowned from the other side of Alice before quickly snatching Remus’ phone from his numb
fingers and reading over the text he had been working on. Peter read over her shoulder.
“Bro,” Peter stated.
Lily squealed loudly, “I’m going to respond for you!”
This caused Remus to lunge across Alice to try to get his phone back, but it was already too
late, Lily’s fingers were flying over the phone’s screen. “Lily, no! I thought you guys both said he
was an ass!”
“Beyoncé,” Peter pointed out.
“He’s a cute ass who is subtly asking you out on a date.” Lily stated as she handed Remus his
phone back. The damage was already done, she had texted a response to Sirius.
“Who are you guys talking about?” Alice asked curiously. “Someone we know?”
Peter laughed and shook his head, “It’s some guy Remus met online.”
Frank arched a brow at them, “dude, be careful. Lots of psycho’s like to prey on pretty boys like
you. Don’t get trafficked.”
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.
With a wary sigh, Remus shut off his phone and shoved it into the inner pocket of his coat.
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Remus (11:57AM) I’m not busy at all. I’d love to hang out.
Sirius (12:05PM): Aces! I’ll give you more specifics when I get to the US.
Sirius (12:55PM): You’re probably back in class. Is there anything that you’d like from Japan?
Sirius (1:15PM): Good night Remus.
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Dorcas was waiting by his locker for him at the end of the day and Remus internally swore. He
didn’t have the time to talk to her when he had to catch his bus home. Still, it would be rude to
blow her off. Especially after Saturday when he kissed her.
From what Remus could recall it hadn’t been a pop kiss.
And Dorcas had been really into it.
Fuck, Peter had told him that Dorcas liked him. Drunk Remus was an asshole. That was a lie,
Remus was just an asshole in general. Alcohol just allowed his inhibitions to lower and have his
true colors fly.
“Hey Remus!” Dorcas greeted cheerfully.
The thing about Dorcas was that she was adorable. Tiny and Asian with long black hair and
braces. Something about her was endearing to Remus’ heart, she always had been. And had
she been after him a few months ago, Remus would have been all over her. As it were that
wasn’t the case, and with graduation so close he didn’t see the point of even pretending to want
to date her.
“Hey Dorcas,” Remus responded in kind as he opened his locker to put his Calculus books
away. He had finished all his homework and extra credit in study hall, so his book bag was
empty for once. “What’s going on?”
“Well,” Dorcas worried her lower lip, “I was wondering if you’d be willing to tutor me?”
That hadn’t been what Remus expected. “Oh, sure. Which subject do you need help with?”
“Algebra,” Dorcas shrugged bashfully, “I have a big test at the end of the week. Are you able to
maybe come over on Wednesday?”
“I should be able to,” Remus answered. “I’ll tell you for sure tomorrow, gotta catch my bus.”
“Okay!” Dorcas perked up, “See you tomorrow!”
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Remus (2:15PM): Sweet dreams Sirius.
Regulus (10:00AM): You better be on your way.
Sirius (10:01AM): I’m right around the corner!
Regulus (10:05AM): Is that you walking down the street? What the fuck is wrong with you? I
sent a driver!
Sirius (10:07AM): He got me halfway here. Traffic was a bitch.
Sirius (10:10AM): Speaking of bitches. Please don’t tell me that’s Bellatrix next to you.
Regulus (10:11AM): Okay, then I won’t.
Sirius (10:12AM): WHY???
Regulus (10:12AM): BECAUSE SHE AGREED TO MODEL FOR ME!
Sirius (10:13AM): I fucking hate you so much right now.
Sirius (10:15AM): I’m going to go get my makeup done now.

Regulus (10:15AM): Niisan don’t be this way!!!!
Sirius (1015AM): Fuck you Reg.
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Sirius (9:15PM): Are you asleep yet?
Remus (9:16PM): Just got out of the shower.
Sirius (9:16PM): Are you texting me while naked???
Remus (9:17PM): Not anymore. How’s your day going?
Sirius (9:18PM): Getting my hair and makeup done. Photoshoot is going to be done in Shibuya.
I’m hoping to get a selfie with Hachiko!
Remus (9:19PM): The dog?
Sirius (9:19PM): yes! He’s soooo amazing.
Remus (9:21PM): And after that what do you plan on doing? It’s early over there, right?
Sirius (9:23PM): Yeah, it’s just before 11AM. I don’t know. Shopping probably. I promised
James that I’d get him something authentically Japanese.
Remus (9:24PM): You two are close? I’ve seen his page, tons of pics of the two of you.
Sirius (9:25PM): Yeah. The bloke’s obsessed with me. How was your day?
Remus (9:26PM): Good. One of my friends asked me to tutor her for an upcoming test but I
think it’s a ruse.
Sirius (9:30PM): Why’s that? Does she fancy you?
Remus (9:31PM): I’ve been told she does. I don’t want to lead her on.
Sirius (9:32PM): So, what you do is make your tutoring session into a study group. Invite more
people and do it somewhere public.
Remus (9:35PM): That sounds like a great idea!
Sirius (9:36PM): That’s because I’m a bloody genius.

Sirius (9:37PM): Getting yelled at by the photographer. Sleep well Remus.
Remus (9:40PM): Have fun at work!
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“Want to come with me for a studying session at Starbucks?” Remus asked Peter the next
morning.
His friend gave him an incredulous look, “No?”
Remus sighed, “Peter. Beyoncé. Dorcas wants me to tutor her tomorrow and I don’t want to
lead her on like that. If it’s a group thing it’d be easier. Plus, I know that you need help.”
“Are you going to hold Beyoncé over my head for life?” Peter griped, “Fine. But I’ll bring other
people in my Algebra class with me. We’ll be the best cock blockers ever.”
The school bus stopped right in front of them and Remus grinned. “That’s all I ever ask of you,
Pete.”
“You’re going to be the one to tell her that you have a boyfriend, though,” Peter stated as he
took a seat, scooting over to give Remus room.
Remus could feel his face heat up, “I don’t!”
“Whatever man.” Peter shook his head. “Nobody gives away tickets to Beyoncé for someone
they don’t want something more than friendship with. Just sayin’.”
Remus tried not to think of the texts that were exchanged that morning between him and Sirius.
The friendly banter just before Sirius said that he was going to call it an early night and wished
Remus a fantastic day.
Sirius would be in Remus’ state next week, just in time for Remus to avoid the Valentine’s Day
dance. Maybe it’d be best if he specified of what constitutes as ‘hanging out’ and if this was a
‘date’. Yet he found that he couldn’t bring himself to take his phone out to ask. His hands
trembled as he slid them into his pocket, because did he really want to know? Maybe it was
better to let things lie and just go with the flow.
Chapter 5: The Call
P.S: This chapter contains sex.
Remus (8:07PM): I followed your advice and did a large study group at Starbucks with myself,
the girl who asked for the tutoring, Peter, and three other people.
Sirius (9:48PM): How did it go?
Remus (9:50PM): After we were all done and ready to head home, she pulled me aside.
Sirius (9:51PM): Go on…
Remus (9:52PM): She was so nervous that she looked like she was going to start crying.
Sirius (9:52PM): I can see where this is going.
Remus (9:53PM): I’m such a weak hearted man. I said yes and now we’re going to the stupid
dance together on Friday.
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Remus jumped as his phone vibrated violently in his hands, Sirius’ name flashing across the
screen. His heart pounded, were they to the point of phone calls? It would be rude to not
answer, and if nothing else his mother instilled manners into him.
Taking in a deep breath, Remus answered. “Hello?”
There was a pause on the other end before a husky voice responded, “’ello Rem.”
Holy shit Sirius’ voice was amazing. Deep, smoky, and with that damned accent that gave
Remus stupid goosebumps and made him half hard just by listening to it.
“Oh my God,” Remus muttered a groan and worried his lower lip. Was he honestly half hard
now? Of all times? With fucking Sirius on the phone with him? What the hell was wrong with his
teenage body? He was strongly resisting the urge to start slamming his head against the nearby
wall.
“…are you alright?” Was that amusement laced in Sirius’ sexy voice?
“I’m fine! What time is it where you are?” Remus was so screwed. How the Hell were they going
to be able to hang out on Saturday?
“Uh, 9:55 at night,” Sirius’ voice washed over him like a sweet caress. “I’m in Manhattan, but my
sleep pattern isn’t the best. So, tell me about this bird who fancies you.”
Manhattan? No wonder Sirius said he was going to be in the area on Saturday. That was only
an hour or so drive away.
Focus Remus, talk about Dorcas. Adorably shy Dorcas who gathered up all her courage to ask
you out to the dance on Friday. Dorcas who you may or may not have been leading on up to
this point, which really made Remus feel like an absolute tool.
“I’ve known Dorcas since seventh grade. She’s this cute Filipino girl with braces, and she’s
really nice.” Remus sighed and ran a hand through his hair and flopped down onto his bed, “If
she had asked me out a year ago things would have been different. But now, well, I just don’t
see her like that anymore.”
Sirius hummed, “and you said yes to her because she was about to cry?”
“Yeah, I tried to tell her we’d be going as just friends, but I think she took my yes and ran with it,”
Remus shrugged. He stretched his legs and allowed his hand to rest on his abdomen.
“So, if I threaten to cry, would you tell her you can’t?” The teasing tone in Sirius’ voice made
Remus’ face heat up.
Was this flirting? Was he flirting with Sirius? He tried to calm himself down, his stomach was
twisted in knots and his palms were sweating. He was so nervous, and it was only a phone call.
“I’ve seen your movies, I know you can cry at the drop of a hat,” Remus answered blandly, and
proud of himself for it too. “How was Japan? Did you get to take that picture with Hachiko?”
“I did!” Sirius perked up, “I posted a picture on my official page of me with him. It’s all posh and
modeled. But on my Padfoot account I have a selfie. You should go and like it.”
“On which page?” Remus smiled as he put his phone on speaker to open his app.
“Both!” Sirius told him. “Japan was alright. I saw my family, visited my grandparent’s graves and
gave them each a two fingered salute.”
“Sirius!” Remus admonished.
“I love it when you say my name like that, darling.”
“Oh God,” Remus rubbed at his face, “really?”

Sirius’ bark of laughter made Remus’ insides warm. “Yes, and yes I did do that to them. They
treated me terribly growing up before shipping me off to a boarding school that was on the other
side of the world. Ah, that’s me getting too dark now.”
“No, it’s okay.” Remus stared up at the ceiling of his bedroom. Glow-in-the-dark stars stared
back down at him, and for a mortifying moment he realized that Sirius saw those. Oh God, he
was seventeen and still had glow in the dark stars on his bedroom ceiling.
“Hmm, so what’re you wearing to bed?” This should not have been a surprising question.
Frankly, Remus had been waiting for it since they first began to speak.
“Basketball shorts and a t-shirt,” Remus rolled his eyes. “What about you?”
“Nothing,” Sirius chuckled darkly.
“Um…what?” Remus swallowed down the squeak that was threatening to break his voice.
“Shall I send a picture as proof?” He could hear the wicked grin on Sirius’ face.
“Erm,” Remus stuttered. “Um.”
“You’re so easy,” Sirius huffed a laugh, “alright Lupin, I’ll put pants on for you. Prude.”
“I’m not a prude!”
Only, unless he was heavily plowed with alcohol, Remus totally was. He wore multiple layers
daily, he was always covered up. Even in the summer he could be seen with a sweater on over
his t-shirt. Even in the comfort of his own bedroom he was dressed modestly. There was
nothing wrong with being comfortable. He loved wearing clothes, but something about the
attitude in Sirius’ voice sparked a rebellious part of Remus’ mind.
“Prove it,” Sirius stated.
“And how would I do that?” Remus sat up. Was this going where he thought it was going?
“Easy, take your shirt off.”
With shaking hands Remus did. Fuck, shit, fucking shit, they were really going here. “And I
suppose you want a picture as proof?”
“If you’re offering,” Sirius said in a deceivingly innocent tone.
Remus chuckled before taking his phone and angling it so that his face was not in the picture.
From the mouth down, he showed the pillar of his neck, slope of his collar, the beginning of his
pectoral with a pink nipple visible. The warm lighting of his bedside lamp causing him to look a
shade of gold, making the freckles on his shoulder more visible. He sent it before he could have
any second thoughts about it.
“Holy shit,” Sirius swore. “That’s— I didn’t expect you do to it. Fuck. Would it be inappropriate to
say that I want to lick your nipple? Because I really do.”
Remus’ face heated back up, although he felt that there was blood going to other places on his
body than just his face. “That would be very inappropriate.”
His phone buzzed with a notification. A picture message from Sirius.
Like Remus, Sirius cut half of his face out the photo. His black hair was a messy halo framing a
sharp jaw, and his full mouth was open enough to see the tip of his tongue resting against his
lower lip. He was very much nude, a white blanket the only thing covering him, but the shape of
his swollen cock was obvious underneath the sheet. Remus couldn’t help but stare at the dark
hair of his happy trail.
“Oh my God,” Remus breathed lowly. He swallowed and licked his lips, “Should—should we be
sending pics like this? With the, the contract?”
“Bugger the contract. I want to touch you,” Sirius stated simply, “Is that wrong?”
Remus’ face was on fire now, “no.” His voice had gotten softer as he palmed himself through his
shorts to try and calm his erection.
“Do you want to touch me?” Sirius asked. If it were possible his voice had gotten deeper, more a
gravely growl than smoke.
“I—” Remus’ entire body quivered as he reached into his desk for the small bottle of lotion that
he kept in there, “yes.”
“Can you touch yourself for me?” Sirius all but ordered. And Remus could hear the slick sound
of skin on skin from his end of the phone.
Oh God, Sirius Black was touching himself while talking to Remus Lupin, and he wanted Remus
to do the same thing.
“Yes,” Remus whispered.
Sirius then began to instruct Remus on just how he should touch himself, how fast, how tight,
how much he wanted to be the one to do it for Remus. How he wanted to put his mouth on
Remus, to hollow his cheeks over Remus’ cock and just suck.
After several agonizing minutes of the two of them gasping, panting, and breathing together
over the phone, Sirius seemed to remember exactly what it was the two of them signed at the
end of December.
“Fuck,” His breath was heavy, but the sound of him rapidly moving his fist over himself did not
slow down, “We really shouldn’t be doing this.”
“I—I tried—tried to tell you,” Remus countered.
“But I just,” Sirius let out a stifled moan, “I just really want to bounce on your cock.”
“Oh fuck.” Remus bit out as he came, the mental image was too much.
“Holy— did you just cum?” Sirius gasped.
“Uh-huh,” Remus answered as he blurrily reached for his discarded pajama bottoms. “Yeah.”
“Mmmm,” Sirius breathed. “Was it you imagining me riding you?”
“Yeah,” Remus gasped as he tried to get his breath. “You bouncing on my lap while I sit on a
chair. Pulling your hair, exposing your neck. Biting you.”
His face was flushed, half embarrassed at what was coming out of his mouth. But the way Sirius
was moaning made it so worth it.
“I’d like that,” Sirius said, “Fuck Remus, fuck.” He came, a half sob escaping him.
Remus would remember that sound for a long time.
They were both panting lightly, trying to calm down. Remus felt heavy, his entire body relaxed
and his mind on the verge of sleep. His entire day finally hitting him like a ton of bricks.
“Did we honestly just do that?” He slurred, eyes blinking slowly.
“Yeah,” Sirius sounded shy, “fuck, I really hope Minnie doesn’t find out about this. She’d have
my bollocks.”
“Do you really want to ride me?” Remus disregarded what Sirius had just said.
Sirius was silent for a moment before the sound of his taking in a deep breath of air broke
through the phone, “yes. Really Rem, you give off big dick energy. Why wouldn’t I want that?”
Instead of answering, Remus chuckled. “Okay.”

“So, do you?” Sirius questioned.
“Hmm?” Remus ran a hand through his hair lazily.
“Do you have a big dick?”
“You’re incorrigible,” Remus smiled.
"That’s not a denial.” Sirius pointed out.
Remus chuckled, feeling embolden, “you’ll just have to wait to find out.”
"What time would be good for you on Saturday?" Sirius suddenly asked just before Remus was
about to nod off.
"Um, it's all up to you. I have nothing planned Saturday," Remus admitted, "Why are you in New
York? If you don't mind my asking."
"New York Fashion Week," Sirius sighed, "Regulus is officially debuting. But he won't need me
there Saturday, and I’m only an hour or so from you."
Remus held his tongue from saying how Peter would cream himself to be able to go to New
York Fashion Week. Perhaps that wasn't the best analogy to use right after he orgasmed with
someone. "I can meet you in the city."
"No, too many paparazzi here. Plus, I like the suburban feel of your town, and we can do fun
things. Like play video games or eat pizza." Sirius suggested.
"Video games and pizza? You almost make us sound like teenagers," Remus teased. He stifled
a yawn and allowed himself to settle further into his mattress. "I have to sleep now, I have to be
up early for school."
Yes, of course." Sirius yawned as well, "pleasant dreams, Rem."
"You too Siri. Sleep well."
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Group Chat Created H.E.L.P
Remus (5:45AM): S.O.S
Lily (5:46AM): Couldn't wait until we got to school for this?

Remus (5:46AM): Sirius and I had phone sex last night.
Lily (5:47AM): OMG
Peter (5:48AM): You slut
Remus (5:49AM): I'm worried about us hanging out on Saturday. Do you think it's a date?
Peter (5:49AM): Boy you better look dank on Sat.
Lily (6:00AM): He's right.
Lily (6:01AM): Mom's letting me use the van. I'll pick you two up and we can talk more in the car.
Peter (6:02AM): Sweet, gives me more time to finish my English HW.
Remus (6:01AM): I'll see you guys in a bit!
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"You have to tell Dorcas that you're not into her," was the first thing Lily said as soon as the two
boys got into the van.
Peter nodded from the passenger’s seat, "she's right. Dorcas is over the moon for you."
"I told her we're going to the dance tonight as just friends." Remus stated, running a hand
through his hair. "What else am I going to tell her? I'm not in a relationship."
Lily and Peter exchanged a quick glance, but not so quick that Remus didn't notice.
"What was the look for?" Remus questioned, leaning forward towards the center console.
"We've been talking," Lily started hesitantly.
"We think you're half in love with Sirius," Peter blurted with all the tact of a bull in a China shop.
"Jesus Pete," Lily shook her head. "But yeah, what he just so eloquently said. And we're worried
that you're going to end up hurt."
"Wait," Remus put a hand up, "really? Fucking Peter gave him my number for Beyoncé tickets!"
"Let's be honest," Peter butted in, "it was only a matter of time before you caved. At least this
way we got something amazing out of it."
"I can't believe you guys," Remus shook his head.
"We love you," Lily met his eyes through the rear-view mirror, "we just--"
"Look," Remus cut her off before she could continue, "I appreciate it. I do. I'll tell Dorcas that I'm
not into her that way. But don't doubt me when it comes to my dealing with Sirius. You think I
don't know that he's famous and is probably hooking up with dozens of other people? That there
are rumors that he and Marlene are a couple? That I could just be his flavor of the week before
he moves onto the next one? I'm not so naive!"
"We're not saying you are!" Peter turned to face him. "We're not!"
"We're just worried that you're becoming too invested." Lily carefully.
"Unlike Caradoc, we can't beat the shit out of Sirius if something happens," Peter frowned, jaw
jutting.
These two were Remus Lupin's best friends. A fiery red head who swore like a sailor and could
out-eat any of them at a buffet, and a scrawny black kid who swore he was straight but was
obsessed with fashion and the arts. He couldn't argue with them, maybe he would end up with
his heart broken at the end of all of this. But that was his choice, it was his decision, and, in the
end, he’d have to mend his feelings on his own. He couldn't expect them to pick him up if he
were to fall apart with this next leap of faith.
"I love you guys," Remus smiled warmly at the duo. "I'll talk to Dorcas as soon as I see her."
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Sirius (4:39PM): I don't regret it.
Sirius (4:40PM): I hope you don't either.
Remus (4:41PM): I don't. But Sirius, what exactly are we doing?
Sirius (4:43PM): I don't understand that question.
Remus (4:45PM): You're an intelligent man, I’m sure you'll figure it out.
Sirius (4:46PM): Rem, I'm not even supposed to talk to you. I honestly don't know what we're
doing.
Sirius (4:47PM): But I really fancy you.
Remus (4:47PM): Oh.
Sirius (4:48PM): Yeah.
Remus (4:50PM): I must finish getting dressed for this dance. Can we talk about this in person
tomorrow?
Sirius (5:00PM): Yes. Definitely.
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"I have a confession," Dorcas said as soon as Remus got into her car. She was in a cute pink
dress, and she had forced Remus to wear a matching pink Oxford. Remus had to admit it was
ridiculously adorable.
Remus gave her a side glance, he really hoped it wasn't her undying love for him. Not when he
really wanted to emphasize that he wasn't into her romantically whatsoever, "What's that?"
"I asked you to the dance to make someone else jealous," Dorcas deflated a little. "Please don't
be mad? I just figured it'd be safe to ask you since you're, you know, gay."
"I'm bi," Remus shook his head, "why didn't you tell me that from the beginning?"
"Because I didn't want to come off as pathetic?" Dorcas shrugged, "I doubt he'll notice me
tonight anyways."
"Dork, you're adorable," Remus pointed out, "trust me, he'll notice."
Her mystery crush did notice.
Benjy Fenwick had cornered Remus as he was coming out of the rest rooms. Benjy was a
massive football player and was on the school's wrestling team. If anyone could beat the shit
out of Remus, it would be him. Luckily Benjy was a gentle giant and had been totally cool with
Remus once Remus explained that he brought Dorcas to the dance as just a friend and nothing
more. He even formed a little white lie that he had a college aged boyfriend just to emphasize
just how much he and Dorcas would never be more than friends.
Silently, Remus hoped Sirius would never find out that he called him his boyfriend.
In the end it was watching Dorcas Meadowes make out with Benjy Fenwick which saved Remus
from having to stay at the dance all night. Evidently, he was just a proverbial beard for Dorcas,
not that he minded all that much. Or, he wouldn’t have if he had known.
Unfortunately, Dorcas had been his ride.
Neither Peter nor Lily were at the dance.
"Want a ride home?" Alice asked as she and Frank passed by Remus on the way out, hand in
hand.
"Please!" Remus asked them and didn't even bother saying goodbye to Dorcas before following
the couple out.
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Dorcas (11:09PM): OMG I'M SO SORRY! I HOPE YOU MADE IT HOME OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Remus (11:11PM): I did. It’s okay Dork, we'll talk more Monday. I hope you had a fun night.
Dorcas (11:12PM): Remus Lupin I owe you my first-born child.
Remus (11:13PM): No thank you.
Dorcas (11:13PM): I OWE YOU! We'll talk more Monday. Have a good weekend!
Remus (11:14PM): You too Dork.
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Remus (11:00PM): Turns out Dorcas was using me to make someone jealous. Once she
explained it all it made sense. Wish she would’ve said something from the beginning though.
Remus (11:01PM): I only feel a tiny bit dirty and used.
Sirius (12:00AM): I’m glad that I won’t have to fight for you.
Remus (12:13AM): As if you’d have fought her.
Sirius (12:14AM): I would have fucking thrown hands!!!
Remus (12:14AM): You’re ridiculous.

Sirius (12:15AM): No darling, I’m Sirius :)
Chapter 6: The Date
Warning: Awkward sex scene ahead.
Sirius (10:00AM): We’ve escaped the city!
Remus (10:01AM): We?
Sirius (10:01AM): Fabian and I. He’s my second body guard & he lets me get away with so
much more shit than Gideon. He’ll be around town while we chill.
Remus (10:02AM): Does McGonagall know that you’ll be here?
Sirius (10:09AM): Oh Rem, we both know the answer to that.
Sirius (10:09AM): Would your mother be home?
Remus (10:11AM): No. She’s working a double at the hospital. I won’t see her until tomorrow
morning.
Sirius (10:12AM): Really?
Sirius (10:13AM): At risk of sounding like a fuckboy, shall I pick up condoms?
Remus (10:25AM): If you want to.
Sirius (10:25AM): XL for you?
Remus (10:25AM): Omfg
Sirius (10:26AM): Hahaha
Sirius (10:29AM): I’ll be there within the hour.
Remus (10:30AM): Please pick up lube too?
Sirius (10:32AM): Of course. See you soon!
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Sirius (10:20AM): JAMES!!!!!!!!
James (10:20AM): da fuq u want?

Sirius (10:22AM): I think Remus and I are gonna have sex.
James (10:23AM): dnt get preg
Sirius (10:25AM): Damnit Potter! I need your emotional support!
Sirius (1026AM): I really fancy him James!
Sirius (10:26AM): Don’t be a git.
James (10:27AM): wut d’u think of da nme harry? 4 Lil n my future bb. Bb harry potter.
Sirius (10:30AM): You’re such a disappointment Prongs.
James (10:32AM): Pads, all you ever talk about is him. You text and talk to him every bloody
day. Why are you nervous?
James (10:32AM): In my head he’s already your bf. Stop being a twat.
Sirius (10:34AM): I take back what I wrote. You always know just what to say to me.
James (10:36AM): I knw
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Group Chat - H.E.L.P
Remus (10:14AM): …he offered to buy condoms
Lily (10:14AM): I love how we don’t even have to ask who you’re talking about anymore.
Peter (10:15AM): GET IT BOIIII!!!!
Lily (10:16AM): But only if you want to!
Remus (10:20AM): Idek
Peter (10:21AM): Virginity jokes aside, I say go for it.
Remus (10:22AM): jfc P. I’m not a virgin!

Peter (10:23AM): WTF R. You never told me???? Who have you been fucking??? I told you all
about Mary and me!!!
Remus (10:24AM): Caradoc
Remus (10:24AM): Lily
Remus (10:24AM): Emmeline
Peter (10:26AM): YOU AND LILY????
Lily (10:26AM): Omfg yes. Just once.
Peter (10:27AM): Idek
Peter (10:28AM): Idek who you guys are anymore.
Peter (10:28AM): Remus sleeping with everyone. Wtf.
Lily (10:29AM): Can we get back to the initial topic? R, make sure he gets lube too.
Remus (10:30AM): Jfc
Peter (10:32AM): Omfg
Peter (10:33AM): I can’t even
Remus (10:34AM): Sex is a social construct.
Peter (10:36AM): Says the most sexual person I know.
Lily (10:37AM): P, if it helps I’ve only ever been with 1 person too.
Peter (10:38AM): THE MENTAL IMAGES
Remus (10:40AM): Whatever. I’m going to shower.
Peter (10:42AM): Can’t wash the skank off
Lily (10:42AM): Omg, slut-shaming???? LMAOOOO
Remus (10:43AM): Fuck you guys!
Peter (10:45AM): Nah, save your ass for Sirius.

Remus (10:46AM): Why am I even friends with you?
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The doorbell rang a little after noon, and Remus tried to calm his nerves down as he made his
way to the foyer.
Sirius stood bundled up in a black leather jacket, a thick red scarf, and a beanie pulled down low
over his ears. In one hand he had a bag from CVS, in the other a box of pizza that was still hot
and was steaming in the cold winter air.
Remus grabbed the pizza from him and watched as Sirius waved away the driver of the rental
car that was waiting in the driveway before following Remus inside.
“It’s starting to snow,” Sirius commented as he took off his hat. His black hair frizzed endearingly
as it curled around his face and chin. “Not heavy, but it’s noticeable when driving.”
Remus put the box of pizza down on the coffee table and watched as Sirius undid his jacket and
pulled off his scarf. “You can put that here,” he motioned to the recliner.
Sirius gave him a shy smile and did as he was told. “I have something for you. From Japan.”
“Oh! You didn’t have to—” was the protest beginning to form on Remus’ tongue but he cut
himself off when Sirius rolled his eyes at him.
“I know that I didn’t have to,” Sirius shook his head as he reached into the CVS bag to bring out
two different versions of Kit Kat. Matcha Green Tea and Taro flavors. “I wasn’t sure what else
you would like. A book would have been the answer, but you can’t read Japanese, right?”
Was that a blush staining Sirius’ face? He fumbled as he handed the candy over to the other
boy.
“I cannot read Japanese, you were right to assume that.” Remus couldn’t help but smile as a
warmth spread throughout his chest, “thank you Sirius.”
“You’re welcome.”
He placed the candy next to the box of cooling pizza and ran a hand through his hair as he
peered over at Sirius. “We talk every day, is it supposed to be this weird?”
Sirius laughed, “how about this?”

He leaned up and gave Remus a soft kiss on the mouth. His hands resting gently on Remus’
shoulders. It was a simple press of lips, with plenty of space between their bodies. Remus,
however, grabbed Sirius by the hips and pulled him in. Sirius’ arms were wrapped around
Remus’ shoulders, fingers running through the short hairs at the back of his head. They angled
their faces just so and suddenly their tongues were shyly touching and their chests were
pressed against each other.
When they broke apart, Sirius burrowed his nose into the side of Remus’ neck and tightened his
arms. Causing Remus to retaliate by pressing his cheek against the top of Sirius’ head and
wrapping his arms around Sirius’ waist.
The hug lasted longer than a normal hug should have, but neither of them cared. Remus
planted another kiss on Sirius’ mouth and it got them started all over again.
By the time they disentangled themselves, they were both pleasantly flushed with matching
grins on their faces.
“I like your freckles,” Sirius stated, eyes narrowed onto Remus’ nose.
“Thanks,” Remus chuckled. “Do you want to eat before the pie gets too cold?”
“Yeah, is it okay if I take my boots off?” Sirius asked as he sat down on the floor in front of the
coffee table.
“Of course, what would you like to drink?” Remus asked as he headed into the kitchen.
“Water, please.” Sirius told him.
They ate their lunch in relative silence, making the occasional remark and talking about
nonsense.
“Your mum is a nurse, yeah? So what’s your father do for a living?” Sirius asked casually as
they cleaned up their mess from lunch. “I only ask because I see a lot of photos of him up, but I
haven’t seen him.”
Remus offered a soft smile and shook his head. “That’s because my dad died when I was
thirteen.”
“Bloody hell, I’m so sorry, I run my mouth with no filter.” Sirius looked abashed as he worried his
lower lips.
“It’s okay,” Remus chuckled while shaking his head. “He was diagnosed with colon cancer when
I was ten. Went into remission when I was eleven, but it came back even more aggressive that
same year. Before he died we went on this big family trip to Italy. My parents had gone to Rome
for their honeymoon, it’s where they got my name from. My dad wanted to share that with me
and it’s a good memory. He fought hard, you know? But I was relieved when he was no longer
suffering. Stop looking so sad!”
Sirius frowned, “I can’t help it. You’re just – you’re so amazing and mature and brilliant. I just
really fancy you.”
Remus felt his face flush, “I really like you too.” He shuffled on his feet, kept his face down as he
smiled and peering at Sirius through his bangs, “do you want to play video games?”
Sirius perked up, a grin on his own face, “yes!”
They had been playing Street Fighter, this was the only thing Remus could remember as he
gasped into Sirius’ mouth. Granted, he was the one who kissed Sirius, but he hadn’t expected it
to turn into a full blown make out session.
Initially they had been sitting on the floor in front of the couch. Until it was decided that the plush
piece of furniture behind them was much more suitable for whatever was about to happen. (As if
neither had any idea.)
Sirius was sitting on his lap, slowly grinding downwards, the rub of their jeans leaving both of
them wanting. Remus could feel Sirius' erection rubbing deliciously against his own. It was an
awkward fumble of clothes while their hands ran up and down exposed skin, tongue and teeth
were licking and biting. And suddenly they were both naked.
“Jesus,” Sirius muttered as he peered down at Remus.
“What?” Remus asked curiously.
“I knew you’d be huge.”
And then Sirius was stroking him, hands light but firm and Remus gulped a breath before
returning the favor. They kissed as their hips rocked in each other's hands, gasping in each
other's mouths. Slowly they pulled apart and Sirius gently pushed Remus down onto sofa,
throwing him another smile as he gave Remus a quick kiss before standing up to go through the
pharmacy bag for the condoms and lube
Remus’ eyes wandered down the perfect six pack, the v of sharp hips, and strong thighs. He
knew that Sirius was ripped, he had seen photos of the other in swim suits or shirtless, and he
had a great photo on his phone. But it was entirely different when in person. Remus was in no
ways thin, and typically it didn’t bother him. He was tall, thick, and had the potential to have the
body of an athlete if he were so inclined. He tried not to cover his own slightly pudgy tummy,
Remus enjoyed pizza too much to care about working it off.
His eyes traced Sirius from his own steely eyes down towards the head of his pretty flushed
uncut cock.
There were no words exchanged as Sirius handed Remus the square foil. Trojan Magnum XL.
“Really?” Remus chuckled. “You didn’t even know.”
“Big dick energy, Rem.”
Remus shook his head before he carefully rolled the condom down, watching as Sirius opened
the small bottom of lube before pouring a liberal amount on Remus’ erection before straddling
him.
Sirius gasped as he grabbed Remus’s cock with one hand to line him up.
“Alright there?” Remus teased, pressing a chaste kiss on Sirius’ naked collar. His hands tugged
gently on Sirius’ cock.
Sirius closed his eyes before slowly lowering himself down. His plump mouth opened in a gasp
and his as he took in inch by impossibly thick inch. “Oh.”
Remus grasped onto his hips. Sirius was so fucking tight, and Remus could feel it distinctly. The
hot slippery tightness. He peppered Sirius’ chest with soft kisses as the other young man
adjusted.
Very slowly Sirius brought himself up before lowering himself down. Finding an almost lazy
rhythm which had him clutching one hand on the back of the couch and the other digging his
nails in Remus’ shoulder. It hurt, and Remus knew that there was going to be finger shaped
bruises on him tomorrow, but it did nothing to take away from the pure pleasure which was
washing over him.
Remus watched Sirius’ face. The way his dark lashes swept over his flushed cheekbones, his
plush wet mouth half open as he let out near mewling moans. His head tossed back and the
long column of his throat perfectly exposed for Remus’ mouth to suck, bite, kiss, and lick.
Remus’ hands fluttered along Sirius’ back, his chest, thumbs rubbing at Sirius’ nipples before
his left hand held onto the back of Sirius’ neck while his right began to slowly pump his cock.
When Sirius finally looked at him, his pupils were blown out but the ring around them was so
clear it almost appeared a silver. He pulled Sirius down for a kiss, their tongues swirled together
as they panted and moaned in each other’s mouths.
Sirius paused in his movements and got up, allowing Remus to slip out.
“I need to readjust my legs,” He breathed.
Before Sirius got the chance to, Remus pushed him down onto the couch, bringing his knees up
towards his ears and carefully re-entering him.
Sirius stared up at Remus with wide eyes as Remus slowly pressed in deeper than before until
his hips were flushed with Sirius’ ass. And with the first deep thrust Sirius cried out.
Remus stopped, “are you – are you okay?”
“You hit my prostate.” Sirius gasped, one hand going up to grasp the sofa’s arm above his head
while the other clutched at the material by his waist.
Remus frowned before doing it again.
Sirius’ wail was an amazing sound, “fuck!”
Remus grinned, “Isn’t – isn’t that the point?”
He moaned lowly as he placed one of Sirius’ knees over his shoulder, kissing his ankle softly
while the other leg was thrown over the back of the couch.
Remus then began to pick up his rhythm, mindful to not continuously prod against the sensitive
gland that was inside Sirius. But he knew he hit it whenever Sirius screamed.
“Oh fuck,” Sirius threw his head back, eyes screwed shut. “I can’t, fuck. I can’t!”
“What can’t you?” Remus questioned, voice a near growl. He could feel the heat building up in
his legs and lower abdomen. His balls slapping against Sirius every other thrust. “Tell me.”
“It’s too much,” Sirius whined, knuckles whitening with how hard he was grasping the couch.
When Remus tried to touch his cock, Sirius seized, pre-cum leaking onto his belly and leaving a
shiny smear as he grabbed Remus by the wrist.
“No,” Sirius moaned, “I’ll die if you touch me.”
Remus laughed, nipping at the ankle on his shoulder before peering back down at Sirius. He
made sure to aim his hips just so and pushed in deeper, causing Sirius to arch his back.
When he reached for Sirius again, he was met with no resistance. It only took a few twists and
Sirius was cumming. Hard and hot on Remus’ fingers and on his own stomach. Back arched
and hands trying to find purchase. His body gripping tightly where Remus was inside of him. His
eyes screwed shut and his mouth open in a silent scream as he convulsed.
Remus paused and waited for Sirius to stop trembling before moving again, albeit at a more
rushed pace, careful not to go in too deep for Sirius’ sake.
“Fuck but that still feels amazing,” Sirius smiled euphorically up at him, hands stretching above
his head as his eyes rested at half-mast. “Mmm. Let me put my legs down?”
Remus nodded, gently dropping the leg that was on his shoulder and was only mildly surprised
when Sirius wrapped them around his waist, pulling him down for a wet kiss. Their tongues
made circles around one another.
The tightness in his lower abdomen began to flare and Remus pulled away from the kiss to let
out a low moan.
“Are you going to cum?” Sirius asked softly, moving Remus’ sweaty hair off of his forehead,
pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth.
“Yeah.” Remus whimpered. His body tensed and he savagely bit at Sirius’ shoulder as his
orgasm took over him.
“Fuck,” Sirius hissed, hands rubbing soothingly up and down Remus’ back as he shook.
They panted as they lie there for several minutes. Remus kissed Sirius sweetly before pulling
out and standing up. He went into the kitchen for a brief moment before coming back condom-
free and with a bottle of water for Sirius.
He gratefully took the bottle of water with a shaky hand. He looked utterly debauched, with his
hair a mess, his mouth swollen and his face flushed. His amazing gray eyes were dark, the
color of storm clouds, and blinking uselessly up at Remus.
Sirius studied Remus’ nude form, the wide set of his freckled covered shoulders, his pink
nipples that Sirius still did not get to lick (he planned on doing so next time), the barest hint of
ribs, a soft stomach, a dark happy trail, thick thighs and long legs that seemed to go on forever.
Freckles and beauty marks were sporadic all over his skin, a scar on the left side of his navel
where he had obvious appendix surgery, and his soft cock was heavy between his legs.
Remus sat beside him, smiling softly. Sirius couldn’t help but stare some more before crawling
back onto his lap and kissing him again.
Their nude thighs and soft cocks touching as their lips met gently. Remus’ hands roamed Sirius’
back while Sirius’ wrapped his arms around Remus’ shoulders.
After a while they managed to break away.

“Would you like to take a shower?” Remus asked, forehead resting on Sirius’ collar.
“Yes,” Sirius murmured before standing up.
Remus grinned at him, and Sirius was amazed on how it transformed his entire face into
something boyishly endearing.
“Are you always so energetic after sex?” Sirius asked, his own eyelids felt heavy and he was
ready for a nap.
“It’s the endorphins,” Remus stated while leading him into the guest bathroom. He provided a
fluffy towel and an unopened bar of soap, then went back into the living room to fetch Sirius’
clothes from the floor. “I’ll crash soon.”
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Missed call from Regulus 2:10PM
Missed call from Minnie-Poo 2:10PM
Missed call from James 2:12PM
Missed call from Marlene 2:12PM
Voicemail from Minnie-Poo 2:14PM
“Sirius, your mother is in the hospital. Come to Mount Sinai as soon you get this
message. Call me when you are on the way.”

Regulus (2:14PM): This is urgent Sirius. Answer your phone!
James (2:15PM): I know you’re with your bloke, but damn it man answer.
Marlene (2:15PM): James and Reg are both freaking out. Where are you?
Regulus (2:17PM): Fuck you Sirius!
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They had been dozing together on the couch, a mess of boy limbs, the television on some
random science program, when someone began to ring the doorbell in succession.
Sirius he sat up and rubbed at his face. “Are you expecting someone?”
“No,” Remus grunted as he moseyed over to the front door. Sirius trailing a bit behind him.
Fabian looked over Remus’ shoulder as soon as the door opened, “boss, we have to go.
Everyone has been trying to reach you.”
Sirius gave him an incredulous look before rushing over to the recliner and searching the pocket
of his coat for his phone. 32 missed calls within a little more than ten minutes.
“What happened?” He asked as he shoved his feet into his boots and threw his coat back on.
“McGonagall said something about your mother being in the hospital. I didn’t get specifics, only
instructions that I’m to take you there. I’ll be in the car.” Fabian nodded at Remus before making
his way back to the driveway.
“I hope it’s nothing serious,” Remus frowned, worry creasing his brow.
Sirius shrugged before leaning forward to leave a lingering kiss on the taller boy’s mouth.
“Thank you for today, I had a lot of fun. I’ll call you later.”
“Of course,” Remus murmured as he watched Sirius run towards the passenger’s side door of
the car and taking off.
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Sirius (2:30PM): It’s going to take me an hour to get there.
Regulus (2:30PM): As long you’re here.
Missed call Sirius 2:30PM
Sirius (2:31PM): What happened?
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Peter (11:59PM): Walburga Black died today. Age 52, they found her overdosed earlier this
afternoon.
Lily (11:59PM): I just read about it! She was already braindead when they found her. She was
on life support until about an hour ago when her next of kin decided to pull the plug. It’s all over
the news.
Lily (11:59PM): Poor Sirius :(

Chapter 7: The Fight
Remus (12:00AM): I’m here for you. You can always call me or see me if you feel like you need
someone to talk to. Please don’t forget that.
(Read. 1:20AM)
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Fashion designer Walburga Black dies
By: Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet
Updated: February 15 – 6:04 AM
MANHATTAN, NY – Kanna “Walburga” Black, founder and designer of the brand BLAK, was
found overdosed in her New York City apartment on Saturday afternoon by her youngest son,
Regulus Black, 16. Sources say that Black was immediately transported to Mount Sinai Hospital
to receive treatment, she was placed on a respirator but was declared brain dead by that same
evening.
Black’s eldest son, Sirius Black, 18, made the decision to take Black off of life support before
midnight the same day she was admitted.
Black was 52 years old.
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Group Chat Created
Funeral
James (5:58AM): Mum and da want to fly out to you two.
Regulus (6:00AM): Mother wanted to be buried in Japan next to her parents. Father will be
coming to meet us in NYC before we go there.
James (6:01AM): When?
Marlene (6:02AM): I want to go with you guys too.

Regulus (6:02AM): I’m not sure. There’s so much going on. Sirius is taking care of most of it
with Mrs. McGonagall’s help.
Regulus (6:02AM): He just fell asleep. We’re hiding in McGonagall’s hotel room from paparazzi.
Marlene (6:02AM): Insensitive wankers that they are.
James (6:03AM): How are you feeling?
Regulus (6:15AM): I don’t know.
Regulus (6:16AM): In a bit of shock. I’m angry with Sirius.
Regulus (6:17AM): Mother was brain dead. The doctors had said that if she were to ever
awaken she’d be little more than a vegetable.
Regulus (6:18AM): I know Sirius did the right thing, I know this.
Marlene (6:19AM): Reg, despite it all, you know it was hard on him to make that decision.
James (6:19AM): He’s probably just as angry with himself as you are.
Regulus (6:19AM): I know. I know this. It’s just hard.
Regulus (6:20AM): And I’m worried because Father will have custody of me now. I don’t want to
live in London, I like New York.
Marlene (6:23AM): This is entirely too early for a chat James. I know it’s later in the morning
where you are, but not here.
Marlene (6:24AM): Regulus, try to get some rest.
Sirius (6:25AM): Does this mean you’re all going to finally stop blowing up my phone too?
Because that would be fantastic.
James (6:26AM): Sorry mate.
Sirius (6:26AM): I’ll send you the information as soon as I’m aware of it.
Marlene (6:27AM): Thanks love.
Sirius (6:28AM): Reg, go the fuck to sleep, I can see the bathroom light still on. Stop hiding.
Sirius (6:29AM): I’ll text the rest of you tossers later.

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Sirius (3:22PM): Read the article?
Remus (3:22PM): No, Peter told me.
Sirius (3:23PM): I loathe Rita Skeeter.
Remus (3:24PM): Is there anything I can do for you? I can go to the city if you want me to.
Sirius (3:37PM): That would be unwise. My father is on the way here to release a press
statement. Once the autopsy is completed we’re leaving the country for the funeral.
Sirius (3:38PM): I would like for you to be here. I would like for you and your mum to come but
you shouldn’t. Everyone knows that I’m going to be your prom date. It would seem as if that
ordeal were nothing more than a publicity stunt, and I don’t want anyone to drag you through the
mud.
Remus (3:40PM): Understandable.
Incoming call from Sirius.
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“Hey.”
“This whole thing is a cluster fuck. Funerals are so fucking…fuck. I don’t know. I haven’t slept
since Friday. I was too excited about seeing you on Saturday, and then we were in the hospital
Saturday night and Sunday was a bad day. I’m just…I’m so exhausted Rem.”
“Where are you?”
“In Marlene’s flat. She insisted Reg and I stay here while we hide from the media. Mother’s
apartment is not too far, but we can’t stay there right now.”
“What’s your brother doing?”
“Sleeping beside me. Marlene has a few guest rooms and the ponce is curled up next to me.”
“Sirius, I know it may seem impossible. But I need you to relax, can you do that?”
“Yeah.”
“Close your eyes and focus on breathing. That helps me sometimes.”
“Mmm. Can you stay on the phone with me until I fall asleep?”
“Of course.”
Call disconnected at 6:02AM.
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Funeral of the Century
Updated: February 21 – 8:04 PM
TOKYO, JPN – Kanna “Walburga” Black, founder and designer of the brand BLAK, passed
away on February 15. She was buried in her hometown of Tokyo, Japan. Black’s ex-husband,
Orion Black, 58, held a press conference prior to the funeral stating that the BLAK brand will be
run by his brother Alphard Black, 46, along with his eldest son Sirius Black, 18.
The funeral was quite the event, with families such as the Potter’s – Fleamont Potter, 61, is
CEO of Pottermore Pharmaceuticals; the McKinnon’s, and the Weasley’s just to name a few.
The family disclosed that the funeral was a celebration of Black’s life and held a three day long
wake in order to fully honor her.
When asked about his mother’s funeral, Sirius Black had this to say, “my mother would have
loved the attention, and I’m glad that we were able to come together to take the time to
remember her properly and give her a grand send off into the afterlife.”
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Sirius (1:30PM): Rita Skeeter is such a fucking liar.
Remus (1:56PM): ???
Sirius (1:57PM): Maybe I’m the liar. My mother would have hated the party we had, using her as
an excuse to get drunk. She was so uptight about everything.
Remus (1:58PM): Then why do it?

Sirius (1:59PM): Bc we’re salty af. Spiting her even in death.
Remus (215PM): Sirius
Sirius (2:16PM): I’m sorry. I’m drunk. I’m sorry. Please don’t think poorly of me.
Remus (2:18PM): Of course I won’t. You’re allowed to mourn.
Sirius (2:20PM): Idek why I am. I hated the bint.
Remus (2:26PM): Because despite it all she was still your mother.
Sirius (2:27PM): you’re so fucking reasonable. I can’t even.
Remus (2:29PM): Can I call you?
Sirius (2:30PM): Not a good idea. I think I’m going to try and sleep.
Remus (2:35PM): Ok, rest well.
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Regulus (9:45PM): You were right about asking Uncle Alphard. He’s agreed to allow me to live
with him! Father agreed too. Alphard has custodial paperwork for me now.
Sirius (9:46PM): That’s because I told Father that it would be beneficial for you to not be moved.
That you’re young and impressionable and this is already a huge transition, no need to remove
you from your school as well.
Regulus (9:50PM): Yeah he said that bullshit to me too. But let’s be honest, he doesn’t want to
be bothered.
Sirius (9:55PM): Yeah, no, he’s pretty much an arsehole.
Regulus (9:56PM): Yeah, he’s a git. I’m happy he agreed.
Regulus (10:00PM): When do you want to go through the apartment?
Sirius (10:01PM): No idea. We own it now, yeah? I have to be in London next week, but I’ll be
back to the US soon.
Regulus (10:06PM): That’s fine. Alphard went there yesterday to empty out the refrigerator and
anything perishable. He got me some of my things too. I don’t want to go back there any time
soon.
Sirius (10:07PM): How’s therapy going?
Regulus (10:10PM): I hate it.
Regulus (10:11PM): You should go though. You’d benefit from it too.
Sirius (10:15PM): Maybe after I get some more time.
Regulus (10:17PM): Right.
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Love in the wake of tragedy?
Updated: February 26 – 3:33 PM
LONDON, ENG – Marlene McKinnon, 19, and Sirius Black, 18, spotted holding hands near
River Thames on Thursday morning. This is not the first time the couple has been seen together
in public. In January Black was McKinnon’s date for her debut film Death Eaters. McKinnon was
with Black at his mother’s funeral just six days ago, seen supporting him in his time of need.
The couple have been spotted together numerous times throughout the years, but this is the
first time that they have displayed any sort of PDA. Despite the duo consistently insisting that
they are “just friends”, the photo above leaves much to speculation.
Are they finally ready to be honest about their relationship?
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Remus (4:30PM): Anyone else read the article by Rita Skeeter?
Remus (4:30PM): <link>
Remus (4:34PM): I mean, I knew there were rumors. But he never talked about Marlene.
Remus (4:34PM): I mean, there are pics with her all over his and James’ IG’s. I should have
guessed?
Peter (4:35PM): That’s because you don’t talk about your gf if you’re cheating on her.
Remus (4:35PM): I don’t know how to feel. A little used?
Lily (4:37PM): WTFFFF
Peter (4:38PM): We did see them on TV for that movie she did. And you’re right about the pics.
Lily (4:39PM): W. T. F
Peter (4:40PM): That’s hardcore ginger rage.
Lily (4:42PM): Have you spoken to him?
Remus (4:50PM): Not since yesterday.
Remus (4:52PM): I mean. If they are together I shouldn’t be surprised. Right?
Peter (4:53PM): Keep your chill. You’re better than this shit.
Lily (4:55PM): I’m gonna message him.
Remus (4:56PM): L, please don’t.
Peter (4:57PM): L, you have a temper. Maybe when you’re calm.
Remus (4:59PM): He’s right, L. Please. Don’t.
Peter (5:00PM): Bro, I think she’s doing it.
Remus (5:02PM): FML. I don’t want to make a big deal out of this. I mean, his mom just died, he
needs all the comfort he can get. He's grieving and I understand where he's coming from. I get
it. But just...still. I feel stupid for being this way.
Peter (5:03PM): Fuck that noise. You have every right.
Remus (5:04PM): I don’t want to jump to conclusions.
Peter (5:05PM): How the fuck are you always so rational?

Remus (5:06PM): Idek man.
Peter (5:07PM): Your mom’s working, right? Wanna come over for dinner?
Remus (5:09PM): No, I’m ok.
Peter (5:11PM): That’s too bad bc I already told my mom you’re showing up. Get your ass over
here.
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Today at 4:56PM
LilyFlowerrr: wtf is this Potter????
Prongs: Hullo, love of my life.
LilyFlowerrr: <img>
Prongs: That is a photo of Marly and Pads.
LilyFlowerrr: Don’t be obtuse James. It’s not cute.
Prongs: I don’t understand what you’re asking, love.
LilyFlowerrr: read the article that came with this pic
LilyFlowerrr: <link>
Prongs: omfg
LilyFlowerrr: Exactly!
Prongs: That’s so ridiculous
LilyFlowerrr: ?
Prongs: Pads is a shirt-lifter, love.
LilyFlowerrr: Translate that for us Americans?
Prongs: He’s queer!

Prongs: He’s not ashamed of it, but he’s not out either.
LilyFlowerrr: But…him and Marlene?????
Prongs: Pads is an affectionate person, it most likely doesn’t mean anything.
LilyFlowerrr: And him and Remus???
Prongs: Real. Last I checked.
LilyFlowerrr: What do you mean by “it most likely doesn’t mean anything.”??? It either does or
doesn’t.
Prongs: It doesn’t!
LilyFlowerrr: And “Real. Last I checked” Is he just using Remus then?
Prongs: NO.
LilyFlowerrr: I know things are different for the rich & young, but for us regular folk a pic like this
is suspicious.
LilyFlowerrr: Example, you’re always flirting with me. If I were to see a pic of you and some girl
holding hands I would think you were a fuckboy
Prongs:….like when I saw that vid of you kissing Remus?
LilyFlowerrr: that’s not fair
Prongs: that’s not the same? Hm? Sure does feel like it. Yet you two are ‘just friends’.
LilyFlowerrr: we’ll get back to that. You and I have never met. Remus and Sirius have, and
they’ve had sex.
Prongs: Right. Well. It’s late.
LilyFlowerrr: James
Prongs: Goodnight Evans.
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James (11:11PM): Padfoot

Sirius (11:12PM): ?
James (11:12PM): Lily and I just got into our first row.
Sirius (11:13PM): ??
James (11:14PM): over this article. <link>
Sirius (11:17PM): wtf
James (11:18PM): Are you still in London? Break me out of this school :(
Sirius (11:20PM): I’m in France, in my great-uncle’s villa, writing music.
James (11:21PM): You sound so fucking pretentious.
Sirius (11:22PM): I can tell you’re upset because you’re texting like a normal human.
James (11:23PM): ofc I’m upset. Jfc.
Sirius (11:24PM): Are you going to apologize to her?
James (11:25PM): No.
James (11:26PM): She may be my soul mate, but I’m not wrong.
Sirius (11:27PM): I’m glad you’ve gained a backbone with this one.
James (11:28PM): stfu and sort this out with Remus before Lily and I get further into it. I’m such
a good friend that I will continue to protect your honour if she tries to doubt it again. But I’d
rather not.
Sirius (11:29PM): ta mate. && I will.
Sirius (11:30PM): Now go to sleep Jamie, you’ve school in the morning.
James (11:31PM): Sod off.
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Sirius (7:45PM): It’s 1:45 in the morning here in France. Greetings from the future.
Sirius (7:45PM): a little flower said they saw this photo
Sirius (7:46PM): <img>
Sirius (7:47PM): && that you read the article that went with it.
Remus (7:50PM): 1. Why are you still awake?
Remus (7:51PM): 2. Whatever Lily said, ignore her. 3. Whatever you and Marlene are, it’s none
of my business. None of this is my business.
Remus (7:52PM): I mean, are we even friends? Pen pals is more like it. Virtual friends. You
have your own life and I’m not going assume my place in it.
Remus (7:53PM): And I know I’m overreacting. We never said that we were anything more than
just friends. And I use the term “friends” in the loosest of ways.
Sirius (7:54PM): I said I liked you and I meant it.
Sirius (7:55PM): What the bloody hell is wrong with you?
Sirius (7:56PM): I was under the stupid assumption that you and I are practically dating and you
go and say that shit?
Sirius (7:58PM): If I were in your shoes && saw a picture like that I’d be livid! My God, man.
Sirius (8:01PM): I was holding Marlene’s hand so that the crowd wouldn’t separate us. Now I’ve
told you, without you asking… because for some reason you think asking outright is
presumptuous of you.
Remus (8:01PM): How the fuck did I end up being the bad guy here?
Sirius (8:03PM): !!!!!!!!!
Remus (8:04PM): We’re not even supposed to BE talking to each other. We’re under a contract.
Remus (8:05PM): Dating! When I asked you what we were doing you said ‘Idk’. What the fuck
Sirius?
Sirius (8:07PM): You’re right. Bravo Remus, how correct you are. We’re just pen pals, virtual
friends, right? And I say that in the loosest of ways. Acquaintances would be more like it.
Remus (8:09PM): Don’t do that. Don’t use my words against me like that.
Sirius (8:10PM): You shouldn’t have put them out there then.
Sirius (8:11PM): I can’t do this right now. Goodbye Remus.
Remus (8:12PM): You can’t just dismiss me like that! It doesn’t work that way.
Remus (8:25PM): Sirius, please.

Chapter 8: The Breakfast
Warning: This chapter contains sex.
Missed call from Remus 12:00AM
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Four Days Ago at 11:07AM
Moony: Just let me know you’re okay.
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Missed call from Remus 4:02PM
Missed call from Remus 1:20AM
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Remus (5:23PM): Am I still blocked?
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Two Days Ago at 1:56PM
Moony: Please talk to me. (Seen 2:20PM)
Moony: I’m sorry. (Seen 3:09PM)
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Remus groaned, what was that sound? The pinging was annoying, he squeezed his eyes shut
tightly to protect them from the early morning sunlight.
It was March now, he hadn’t spoken to Sirius in a week. He had tried to text him and call him,
had tried to message him on Instagram. It had been radio silence and it unnerved Remus. To go
from talking every day, multiple times a day, to nothing. It made him uneasy.
The pinging noise was still going strong and Remus realized after a moment that it was his
phone. Whoever was calling him was persistent. The phone paused, obviously going to
voicemail, before ringing again.
The sun was barely up, and it was a Saturday.
He fumbled as he reached out towards his desk, eyes still not opening fully. Chance was that it
was Lily, she was the early riser. Peter was more than likely still dead to the world, and would
be until at least noon.
“Hello?” He asked groggily without bothering to properly looking at the caller ID.
“Remus,” Sirius’ tone was soft. The background noise of a car being driven almost drowned his
voice out.
Remus immediately sat up, “Sirius? Where have you been? Are you okay?”
“I lived in London until I was about eight years old. When I was eight I caught my father having
an affair with my governess and told my mother. They were divorced by the time I was nine and
my mother relocated us to Japan, where my grandparents raised us while she worked on her
company.” Sirius stated instead of answering Remus’ questions.
Remus frowned, brows furrowed, “why are you telling me this?”
“Can you please listen? Just listen, okay?”
“Okay,” Remus leaned against his headboard.
“My brother and I barely spoke Japanese, my mother never bothered teaching us. We knew
English and French. It was Hell, and my grandmother was a cunt. She’d call us names like ‘half-
breeds’ or ‘outsiders’, my favorite that she dubbed me with was ‘demon’. She was cruel and
would often withhold food as punishment. She locked me in a cellar multiple times for days at a
time when she was unhappy about something that I did, and I took the heat for a majority of
things that Regulus did too. With no access to food, a wash room, or light. She used to lock me
in there and tell me that the rats were going to feast on my flesh…to this day I’m terrified of the
dark.”
“What about your grandfather?”
“He was a fucking twat who let her do whatever she wished.”
“Jesus.” Remus ran a hand through his hair, eyes closed as he imagined a young Sirius being
locked in a cellar with no access to light, food, or water. It made him queasy just thinking about
it.
“When I was eleven my grandmother convinced my mother to send me away, back to London.
She and father chose a boarding school for me and there I remained, only coming home for the
occasional summer holiday. Regulus was sent there too once he turned eleven. Most of our
summers were spent with the Potters – James’ family, or with our Uncle Alphard. I ran away at
fifteen, my grandmother died shortly after and my mother blamed me for it. Said that it was my
fault my grandmother’s heart couldn’t handle the stress of me. My mother then cut me off, and I
was homeless since she stopped paying for my schooling, with no money to my name. The
Potters took me in for a little bit, but if not for my Uncle I don’t know what I would have done.”
“Jesus, Sirius.”
“My mother relocated again, and took Regulus out of the boarding school. Out of England just to
make sure I couldn’t influence him. He’s been in New York since he was thirteen. And you
already know about me.”
But that wasn’t true, Remus really didn’t know much about Sirius. “What about your father?”
Sirius scoffed, “Orion never wants to be bothered. He’s on his third marriage with his ickle wife
who is barely five years older than I am. She flirts with me whenever we meet. Last I heard she
wanted children, but father dearest had gotten a vasectomy after Reg. The only thing he’s good
for most of the time is money, but since I had no way of contacting him he wasn’t aware of the
situation. Not until my Uncle told him after the fact.”
Remus could hear his mother puttering about downstairs. He couldn’t imagine not being close to
her, not having a relationship with her like the one that they had now. They had great
communication and he knew that Hope was his biggest fan.
“Thank you for telling me all of this,” Remus murmured, drawing his knees up towards his chest.
He leaned his elbow on them and leaned forward, “you didn’t have to.”
He wanted to ask why Sirius had avoided him the last week, but let it be. Maybe Sirius would
come around to tell him eventually.
“You shared about your father, and you didn’t have to. It gave me insight about you, and it made
me realize that you don’t know much about me,” Sirius stated, “and to answer your earlier
questions, I’m fine. I had been in France, hiding away in my great-uncle’s villa, writing music.”
“Oh,” Remus fell sideways onto his bed and stared up at his ceiling. He’d have to take those
glow-in-the-dark stars down soon. Eventually. “Why the silent treatment and blocking then?” He
was proud of himself for keeping his tone perfectly neutral. Because honestly that had hurt, it
had hurt worse than Remus had expected it to.
“I was angry with you,” Sirius sighed, “I’ve never cheated on anyone. Yet I was being accused of
it, and then you had to go and point out the fact that we never spoke about what we were doing.
You’ve asked and I’ve always blown you off. And I’m sorry about that, truly. I just…I really like
you, and I’ve never felt this way for someone before.”
“Oh,” Remus repeated, although this time it came out more of a sigh. Sirius liked him, Sirius had
never felt this way about anyone else before. But what exactly did it mean? Remus didn’t
understand, and he wasn’t one to let things go without further evaluation, it just wasn’t in his
nature. He wasn’t emotional, he couldn’t figure out how to be and wouldn’t start now. Still, it
didn’t negate the fact that Sirius had feelings for him. “I—I feel the same way about you.”
It was the truth. He liked Sirius, really truly. He could easily see himself falling even deeper than
that for the other young man, if given the chance. Sirius was easy to get along with, and aside
from a week ago they never had any serious disagreements.
“Where are you right now?” Remus asked curiously.
“Outside of your house.” Sirius answered, “Would you like to get breakfast with me?”
Hope had been surprised to find Sirius on her stoop while she was heading out the door to
work.
“Oh!” She stared at the boy, drinking in his exhausted face and the way he hunched his
shoulders. “Hey, Sirius. I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”
“Hello Mrs. Lupin,” Sirius gave her a charming smile that she was sure earned him quite a few
swoons. “I’m sorry for arriving unannounced like this, I’m waiting for Remus to come down.”
“Are you now?” Hope asked with an amused glint in her eyes. She knew Remus and Sirius had
been texting recently, something that they agreed not to do in their signed contract, but her son
assured her it was because Sirius didn’t have many friends his own age. Only his brother, a boy
named James and a girl named Marlene. Now, according to Remus, Sirius had him, Peter and
Lily too.
Of course she worried, like most mothers do, about the company her child kept. But Sirius was
never on the media for anything negative. He made a lot of appearances at charity events and
his music typically had a romantic message to it. The few movies she had seen him in were
harmless action films, and his modeling stint was very professional. She knew that he was
keeping his nose clean and she trusted Remus’ judgment. But still…she traced her eyes over
Sirius once more.
He was a beautiful boy. And it was obvious it was effortless. From his sloppy bun, to his baggy
hoodie, to the worn Dr. Martens on his feet. His face was perfectly symmetrical; full mouth,
straight nose, strong jaw and startling gray eyes with the longest lashes Hope had ever seen on
a person. His voice reminded her of honey, cloying without meaning to be.
Oh yes, if she were a teenager Sirius was the type of boy Hope would’ve loved to look and
listen to. Remus may have been nonchalant about it, but she knew her son better than he
realized she did.
“Where are you two headed so early on a Saturday?” Hope asked while turning to unlock the
door that had shut behind her.
Sirius’ high cheekbones suddenly became stained a pleasant pink, “breakfast. That is, if he’s
allowed to. Ma’am.”
Somehow breakfast sounded suspiciously like date.
“Where’s your bodyguard?” Hope chuckled while ushering him inside, “come on, it’s cold out
here.”
“Fabian is in town, so we’ll probably see him wandering around,” Sirius thanked her for allowing
him into the living room.
“Well… be safe, and have fun.” Hope told him before calling out for her son, “Remus! Come say
goodbye to me!”
The stomping of feet on the stairs made her smile, and her son was suddenly in view, wearing
his pajamas.
Remus swooped down to kiss her on the cheek, his minty breath caused her cheek to tingle a
little. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Mama.”
“Be good,” Hope murmured while giving him a reciprocating smooch. She turned to Sirius, “it
was great seeing you again. Don’t be a stranger.”
As she closed the door behind her she could hear Sirius telling Remus, “I like your mum.”
Remus turned to Sirius as soon as the front door was closed, “yeah, she’s alright. I think I’ll
keep her around.”
Sirius peered up at him, taking in the disheveled hair, basketball shorts and baggy t-shirt.
“You’re not even dressed.”
“I literally got off the phone with you like five minutes ago. You’re lucky my teeth are brushed.”
Remus rolled his eyes. He eyed the deep red ‘Gryffindor Rugby’ hoodie that Sirius was wearing,
along with his ripped jeans and gray Dr. Martens. He took note of the sloppy bun Sirius had
thrown his hair into, following the wisps that framed his face. “You look comfy.”
“Well it’s cold outside and we’re going to breakfast. What did you expect me to wear?” Sirius
asked with an amused tilt of his mouth. He took his boots off before following Remus back up
the stairs and to the boy’s bedroom.
Sirius liked Remus’ bedroom. It was tiny, but cozy. He could easily imagine Remus curled up on
the twin sized bed with a book, or staring up at the stars that are the ceiling at night when he
couldn’t think. It smelled of books, chocolate, and something that was just entirely Remus and
Sirius felt as if he could drown in it.
Remus opened his closet door to look through it.
“Is there anything in particular that you’d like to eat?” Remus asked as he took his shirt off,
thoughtlessly exposing his freckled back and shoulders to Sirius.
See, there were certain body features that triggered Sirius. Really revved him up. And freckles?
He was all about freckles. The cluster of them on Remus made him want to trace every
constellation that he knew on to them.
Remus turned to face him, sweater in his hands, bare chest exposed for Sirius’ eyes to linger.
“You’re, um, very close.”
“Yeah,” Sirius peered up at him before leaning forward towards his chest. It was an automatic
response, and Sirius would swear on it until his dying day, he couldn’t help himself from
dragging his tongue across Remus’ left nipple.
Remus shivered as Sirius swirled his tongue around the nub before pulling back and blowing.
Watching it harden.
“Oh,” Remus gasped, hands trembling a little. “I—I thought you wanted to eat.”
Sirius gave him a doggish grin, staring at up from beneath his lashes, “I do.”
His elegant fingers traced patterns across Remus’ bare shoulders, enjoying the feel of his warm
skin underneath his hands. And then slowly, so very slowly, he began to bring his hands
downwards over Remus’ pecks until they skimmed his hips.
“Oh,” Remus repeated, the tips of his ears becoming pink.
Sirius chuckled before detaching himself from Remus in order to pull off both his hoodie and
under shirt in one swift movement. “Does it help if we’re both topless?”
Remus’ dark eyes traced the lines of his body, “yeah.”
Sirius’ hands were back on his skin, tracing patterns idly before reaching back down to his
nipples, pinching them and enjoying the whine that Remus emitted as he did it.
“I’m sorry I’ve been such a prat.” He leaned forward and nibbled on Remus’ neck, sucking a
bruise above his right pectoral, “can you forgive me?”
Remus’ own hands were running smoothly up and down his back, causing Sirius to shiver a
little. “I’ll think – think about it.”
Sirius perked up, a happy grin on his face, “you’re proving my theory correct, by the way.” He
said as he tugged gently at the hair on the back of Remus’ head.
“Theory?” Remus arched a brow before grabbing Sirius by the hips and maneuvering them
towards his bed.
Sirius allowed himself to be stripped of his jeans, socks, and underwear before being physically
pushed down onto the mattress. He watched as Remus took off his basketball shorts, and was
pleased to see he had nothing on underneath. “Yes. You stutter during sex.”
Remus frowned as he crawled his way over Sirius, “no I don’t.”
As if to prove his point, Sirius wrapped a leg around Remus’ waist and pushed forwards, rutting
his pelvis up almost painfully into the other boys’. “Yes, you do.”
“No—no I don’t,” Remus bit out, “fuck. Fuck you, Siri—Sirius.”
“It’s adorable,” Sirius gasped as Remus pushed downwards.
“Shut up,” Remus ordered before promptly kissing him on the mouth.
And yes, the rutting against one another was more than nice. The sparks of pleasure felt
amazing, but nothing compared to when their mouths met. They’ve kissed over a dozen times
the last time, but every time their lips pressed and their tongues danced, it was fireworks.
When they broke apart, Remus began to shimmy his way down, kissing and biting and sucking
and licking Sirius’ neck, chest, and navel. Sirius watched with rapt attention.
“Do you still have the condoms and lube?” He had only bought a three pack of condoms, and it
was only roughly two and a half week ago, but he wasn’t sure if Remus had used them. He
hoped he hadn’t.
“Do you want me to – to fuck you?” Remus asked while biting the inside of Sirius’ right thigh,
hands cupping Sirius’ balls and massaging them, fingers pressing down on his perineum. “Is –
is that why you’re asking?”
“Yes,” Sirius gasped and shivered as he felt Remus’ tongue licking the slit of his cock. “Yes, I
want you to fuck me.”
And who wouldn’t want that? Frottage and blowjobs were great, but Sirius nearly died the last
time Remus and he slept together. He had never felt that close to death during sex, and he
wanted it again. He needed it again. And the thing of it all was that Remus hadn’t even been
trying.
“Hm,” Remus glanced up at him for a moment, “they’re in the desk’s drawer.”
Sirius nodded, reaching over to open said drawer when Remus suddenly engulfed his dick and
sucked as if his life depended on it.
Sirius was suddenly sitting up, curled over Remus, condoms and lube momentarily forgotten as
his hands dug into soft honey blond hair, his words slurred together.
“You’relikeafuckingvacuum.”
Remus hummed, and Sirius could feel it vibrating down towards his knees, before pulling off
with a wet sounding pop. He gave Sirius a bright smile, mouth slick and swollen. “You need to—
to lie back down Sirius.”
Sirius stared at his mouth, transfixed. Then he realized that Remus’ free hand was stroking
himself in time with his head bobs, and had now paused. It made Sirius tremble, he wanted to
watch Remus, but did as he was told.
“Condoms and lube, right,” Sirius breathed before lying back down and reaching for the drawer
again. This time he was prepared for the onslaught of Remus’ sinful mouth. His hands shook as
he fumbled with the internal contents of the drawer. Dropping whatever was not the items that
he needed on the floor. He moaned loudly and squirmed, his balls tightening and his lower back
tingling. “Remus, I’m close. I’m so close. I’m so fucking close.”
Remus pulled off again, kissing his way back up the initial path that he took before stopping at
Sirius’ neck to nibble at the skin. With deft fingers he reached into the drawer and grabbed what
Sirius hadn’t had the dexterity to do.
“How do you want this?” Remus asked while opening the wrapper with his teeth.
Jesus Christ that was hot. Everything about Remus was hot, and Sirius couldn’t help but watch
as he rolled the condom onto his glorious cock. He wanted to suck Remus off too, to take the
weight of him into his mouth, the taste of him in the back of his throat.
“I don’t know,” Sirius answered dazedly, “I hadn’t thought that far.”
Remus rolled his eyes and laughed, “Hands and knees please.”
Sirius reached up and gave Remus a sweet kiss before doing as he was told. Pushing the pillow
under his head and having his chest flushed with the bed. When he looked down between his
legs, he could see Remus’ thighs nearly flushed against his own, his knees dipping into the
mattress.
“Spread your- spread yourself,” Remus instructed.
Without hesitation Sirius held his weight on his chest as he pulled his cheeks apart for Remus.
He tried not to think about exactly how he looked, exposed like that for another person’s eyes.
He tried to calm his nerves by breathing slowly.
“Relax.” Remus murmured while planting soft kisses to Sirius’ lower back.
A wet finger traced his entrance, and Sirius shivered. Remus was just tracing around him, finger
leaving the barest hint of a touch. Up and down, sideways, circular; leaving Sirius trembling. The
finger pressed inside just a little, and circled back out.
“Mmm,” Sirius closed his eyes shut tight and gasped as Remus repeated the circular motions.
Eventually the finger was replaced with the blunt head of Remus’ cock, moving up and down
lazily. It pressed against Sirius before rubbing against him. Again and again, and Sirius was
sure that he was going mad with anticipation.
“Push out a little,” Remus instructed him.
Sirius did as he was told.
“Stay – stay still,” Remus placed a hand on his lower back before entering him slowly.
“Haa,” Sirius moaned helplessly. He felt as if his nerves were on fire. Every inch he felt only
heightened the experience. His hands eventually found their way to the blanket beneath him
and he fisted the sheets tightly.
Remus’s hands took over where Sirius’ hands once were, making sure to hold Sirius open and
still as he began to fuck him. Unhurriedly and deeply, it was so good. Sirius couldn’t prevent the
noises that were escaping him.
Sirius could feel the pleasure spiking through him towards the tips of his fingers, his legs were
going numb as they quivered with every thrust, and it took all of his willpower to not push back.
Remus’ tight grip keeping him grounded.
Eventually – almost an eternity later – Remus began to go faster. It was a minute difference, but
oh did Sirius notice. Remus leaned forward and reached around to grab Sirius’ throat, forcing
his head to tilt back and his back to arch and –
“Oh my God!” Sirius nearly screamed. The new position felt even more amazing, it was so
fantastic it made him fist at his own hair and sob loudly.
Remus nibbled on Sirius’ ear lobe, breathing harshly and moaning lowly, “touch yourself.”
With clumsy hands, Sirius began to tug on himself, losing his grip a few times when a
particularly deep thrust made it hard for him to breathe. After a few minutes of unsuccessfully
trying, he felt Remus’ free hand holding his own and helping him.
“Remus, oh my God,” Sirius whimpered.
“Mm,” Remus sucked on the back of his neck, hips picking up, breathing becoming erratic.
Sirius sucked breath through his teeth as he could feel the beginnings of his orgasm, and all at
once it crashed down onto him, like a wave against rock. His face was angled into an awkward,
almost painful, yet searing, kiss as Remus rode him through it.
Sirius wasn’t sure how much longer Remus lasted, he had lost his vision for a time and became
nothing more than a live-wire of nerves and pleasure. He knew at one point Remus let go of his
neck and cock and held on tightly to his hips as Sirius fell face forward onto the bed.
Remus slammed into him several more times before stilling. He was panting loudly, hands
shaking as he pet Sirius’ back before slowly pulling out and collapsing as soon as he tied the
condom off and flung at it the waste basket that was underneath his desk.
“Holy shit,” Sirius managed to say once he could find his words again. He was panting as well,
gasping for air in a room that was suddenly cooler than he expected it to be and reeking of sex.
“Yeah,” Remus agreed.
The twin sized bed didn’t have much room for them, but they made it work. Curled facing one
another, legs entangled. Ignoring the wet spot that was between them.
Sirius idly traced over Remus’ freckles.
“How are you so good at sex?” Sirius asked, although he really did not want to hear the answer.
He wasn’t sure why he asked it, but he knew he had to. Because Sirius was no virgin, but
Remus had made it amazing.
“I had an ex who—” Remus shrugged, “let’s just say we didn’t have much communication in that
relationship.”
“That was the one whom you got pissed over?” Sirius asked, never stopping his fingers.
“Yeah,” Remus nodded.
Sirius peered up at Remus for a moment, before darting his eyes back down to the other’s
chest.
“My mother never knew I was gay.” He whispered. It was an odd confession, one that he
wouldn’t have ever told anyone else he slept with. He didn’t want to be known as a gay
celebrity, he didn’t want his sexuality to outshine his talent. But he couldn’t help telling Remus,
in the quiet of his bedroom, on a bed too small to truly hold the two of them.
Remus took the tie out of Sirius’ hair and began to run his fingers through it. Careful of the
tangles. “Do you want to talk about her?”
Sirius closed his eyes. He had been avoiding even thinking about her. Avoiding the mental
image of her pale and tiny in the hospital room. Sitting with her as her heart finally gave out.
Holding Regulus together as his brother cried and cried, never seeming to stop. Swallowing his
own anguish, because he chose to let his mother die.
He blinked away tears that were already making track marks down his face and he nodded,
“Yeah. Yeah I do.”
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Sirius blinked away the sleep from his eyes, they were still puffy but his nose was no longer
running. He ran a hand through his hair and sat up to take in his surroundings. The light coming
in from the window indicated that it was sometime in the early afternoon and he stared at
Remus’ bookcase for a few minutes.
Remus was not in the room with him.
The mess Sirius had made of the desk had been cleaned up. His clothes neatly folded
underneath a clean towel and a new bar of soap.
The sound of a radio on somewhere in the house distracted him for a moment. Queen was
playing and Sirius stretched his legs out. He had caught a red eye from nearly the other side of
the world to New York. He hadn’t been sleeping much since his mother had died. Too busy with
work and dealing with finances.
Too afraid to close his eyes and face the dark.
He had been so tired.
Slowly, Sirius got out of bed and grabbed his belongings with the towel, heading down the
hallway to where he knew the bathroom was.
He tried not to think of the tears he had shed. Confessions of an unloved and neglected
childhood. Admitting that he felt so selfish because his parents provided everything they could
so that he could live comfortably, except for emotions. He told Remus how only James, Regulus
and Marlene knew he was gay. His parents didn’t and he had been too fearful to tell them.
Sirius’ relationship with his mother had been tremulous at best and he had just gotten into her
good graces enough to be allowed contact with his younger brother again.
He told Remus about the drugs. How Walburga was never sober, at least not that he could
remember. On how when he was fourteen he hooked up with his mother’s assistant (30 years
old at the time) and his mother finding out but never confronting him. He had done it for
attention, any sort of acknowledgement from his mother. She had fired the assistant, but didn’t
press charges. Sirius, as he got older, realized that she should have had the woman arrested.
He wondered what the statute of limitations were in Germany (where the affair had occurred).
He told Remus how he was scared for Regulus. How he worried about his brother all the time.
How he never spoke to his father unless it was absolutely necessary. How his Uncle Alphard,
the Potters, and McGonagall were his parental influences. Which was better than having no
one.
There was so much that had poured out of him. Words nearly incoherent and drowned out by
tears he had no way of stopping.
Remus had lied beside him, petting his hair and allowing Sirius to use him as an outlet. Never
interrupting, never asking stupid questions like ‘are you okay?’ He just allowed Sirius to let it out.
It had been cathartic, and Sirius was grateful if not a little embarrassed.
Remus was curled up on the living room couch with a book in hand and his phone playing a
random playlist by the time Sirius made his appearance. He glanced up and gave Sirius a warm
smile, “had a nice nap?”
“Yes, thank you.” Sirius fidgeted with the lose strings on the end of his hoodie’s sleeves. “Erm…
I’m sorry about all of that.”
Dark brown eyes traced over Sirius, and he had never felt so bare before in his life. Sirius was
used to people staring at him, he knew he was considered aesthetically pleasing. He’s
preformed in front of thousands, and he had been on the silver screen multiple times and had
done runways. Yet something about Remus’ gaze caused his chest to hurt.
Wasn’t he too young to feel something like this?
Remus shook his head, folding the corner of his page and closing his novel. “I understand
where you’re coming from. We may have had different situations, but I get it.”
“Yeah,” Sirius shifted.
The soft smile Remus gave him made Sirius’ knees weak. “Would you like to actually go to
breakfast now?”
“Um,” Sirius shifted, taking his phone out of his hoodie’s pocket to check the time. He had been
wrong with his assumption earlier, it wasn’t even noon yet. “Yes, that sounds lovely darling.”
Chapter 9: The Invite
Sirius (9:02PM): Your birthday is coming up, yeah?
Remus (9:06PM): The 10th
Sirius (9:07PM): !!! That’s next Tuesday! I won’t be here by then :(
Remus (9:08PM): Lol, it’s ok.
Sirius (9:11PM): :(
Incoming call from Sirius.
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Remus peered down at his vibrating phone from its spot on the kitchen counter. He had been in
the middle of making himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and couldn’t help the smile that
spread across his face as he saw Sirius’ name flash across the screen.
“Hey,” He answered.
They didn’t get to talk on the phone every day, but more often than not Sirius was beginning to
call him at least once a week. For Remus, talking on the phone at all was something that he just
did not do, but he always answered for Sirius.
“Hello darling,” Sirius greeted in his typical dramatic way. “What are you up to?”
“Food,” Remus answered before taking a bite of his sandwich. He tried to ignore the warmth
that spread behind his ribs at the term of endearment.
“This late?” Sirius asked, scandalized. It was obvious that he was placing a hand over his chest
and behaving aghast. Remus could visualize it.
“I’m hungry.” Remus shrugged, “I’m a growing boy.”
“Well you definitely are a grower,” Sirius mused.
Remus almost choked on the food that was in his mouth, “do you honestly have no filter?”
“Not really,” Sirius hummed, “here’s another example of my lack thereof. Next time we’re alone
I’d like to suck you off.”
“I’m going upstairs to my bedroom now, before you become even more inappropriate.” Remus
stated, taking his food and doing just as he said. He flopped down onto his desks chair easily
and finished off his PB and J. “What’re you up to?”
“Lazing about my Uncles home. Ickle Reggie just went to bed since he has school in the
morning, and I’ve no one else to harass as my dear old Uncle is at a corporate event.” Sirius
stated. “Which I’m buggering off from going to myself, I imagine he’s making the excuses for my
absence.”
“So you’ve decided to harass me?” Remus asked, putting his legs up and leaning back. He kept
forgetting to take those stars down.
“Only in the best of ways, darling,” Sirius’ grin was obvious. “I’ve spent the day writing lyrics, but
starting Friday Reg and I have agreed to start emptying out mother’s apartment.”
“What’re you going to do with all of her stuff? When my dad died we kept some things that had
value, but donated everything else.” Remus told him, “I took it upon myself to do it, my mom
couldn’t. We had his stuff around the house for over a year before I just…couldn’t do it
anymore.”
“The sooner I get this done, the better. It belongs to Reg and I now, so I’ll be able to live in it
whenever I’m in New York,” Sirius sighed, “which should be more often. Hey, are you busy in
the beginning of May?”
“That’s a random question,” Remus smiled teasingly, despite the other young man not being
able to see it, “I’ll have to check my calendar.” Yeah right, as if he truly had a life.
“Well, see, I’m doing this charity concert in Madison Square Garden and was wondering if you
and your lot would like to attend? I’ll only be preforming three songs, but I’m thinking of
releasing one from the album that I’m working on.” Sirius babbled, “You wouldn’t have to go, but
I’d like it if you did.”
“I’m just joking,” Remus said, “I’d love to go. I’ll be there, unless there’s some type of emergency
that prevents my attendance.”
“Do you always speak like a book?” Sirius laughed, “I’ll mail you the tickets once they’re
available. I'm imagining that you'll need three?”
“Yes, we are the golden trio. And it’s not my fault that I’m educated,” Remus pointed out as he
stood up only to lie down on his bed. He tried not to think of the fact that the last time he saw
Sirius they had been on this bed together. The mental image caused his body to flush.
“Please darling, I can sound the exact same as you, only James would call me a tosser about
it.” Sirius said, the sound of him filling a cup of water could be heard in the background.
“How is James?” Remus asked, “Last I heard he was pissed off at Lily. I read their conversation,
can’t say I blame him.”
“Prongs is miserable, he’s not sure if he should talk to her again. I told him to quit being such a
ponce and nut up.” Sirius said, “He’s under this impression that she hates him now.”
“Oh Lord,” Remus rubbed his face, “Lily feels that he hate her too. I’ll tell her to apologize
already. She seems to genuinely like him. I heard that they’re both going to Brown next year, so
it’d be nice if they both knew someone on campus.”
“To shag, maybe,” Sirius laughed again. “I’m definitely going to tell him that she likes him. Oi,
she’s going to Brown? Which Uni are you going to attend next year? What about Peter? Have I
ever told you that I like Peter? He’s an easy bloke to bribe.”
“Yeah, no. Peter’s a tool. He’s going to Rutgers next year, Lily got into Brown, and I’m um…I’m
going to New York University.” Remus said, “I don’t plan on moving out yet, even though the
commute will be a bitch. Same with Pete. Lily will be in Rhode Island, but it’s not like that’s really
far.”
“It’s amazing that you’re going. I’d love to go back to school,” Sirius stifled a yawn, “apologies. It
appears that sleep is calling me, which is just as well, I have an early morning radio interview
with Ryan Seacrest.”
“You—” Remus shook his head in amusement, “sleep well.”
“You too darling, dream of me,” Sirius said as a goodbye before they hung up.
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Sirius (5:45AM): Just finished recording with Ryan.
James (5:47AM): Bit early 4 u yea?
Sirius (5:50AM): I went into the studio with joggers and a band shirt. I’m a right mess.
James (5:53AM): So no dif frm usul
Sirius (5:54AM): Why must you text like this? I know you’re literate. It’s too early for this Prongs.
James (5:55AM): iTS TOo eARlY 4 dIs PRoOOoOooNgs

Sirius (5:56AM): Why are we still friends?
James (5:57AM): bc ur a slag whos mad n luv w/ me.
Sirius (6:00AM): Speaking of love. I heard from a wolf that your flower still fancies you. Despite
your being a git.
James (6:04AM): That right?
Sirius (6:05AM): Oh so now I receive legible texts.
James (6:06AM): When it comes to Lily I always text correctly.
James (6:07AM): Filch just spotted me with my phone out. Bye!
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Remus (8:00AM): How are things at your mother’s apartment?
Sirius (8:01AM): Reg keeps crying. I’m about to kick him out.
Remus (8:03AM): If you’d like help, Lily said she could drive us over on Sunday.
Sirius (8:05AM): Just found Mother’s stash of pills. Joy.
Sirius (8:06AM): Really? You don’t have to do that.
Remus (8:06AM): Sirius, we’re offering.
Sirius (8:09AM): Reg said its fine with him. So yes, please, we’d appreciate it. We have our
assistants helping too.
Sirius (8:10AM): Here’s the address. When you get here ring me. I’ll come down and show you
where to park.
Remus (8:11AM): Ok. I’ll ttyl, my teacher just came back into the classroom.
Sirius (8:12AM): I’m sure being in class is quite the learning experience. Haha.
Remus (3:45PM): That was a terrible dad joke.
Sirius (4:30PM): It was brilliant, I’m the best.

Remus (4:33PM): Does telling yourself this help?
Sirius (4:35PM): You’re almost as cruel as my love, Minnie.
Remus (4:37PM): So you’re a masochist?
Sirius (4:40PM): Only in the best of ways darling.
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Remus (10:19PM): You know I love you, right?
Lily (10:23PM): What do you want? What have you done?
Remus (10:24PM): Would your mom be okay with you borrowing the van on Sunday?
Lily (10:28PM): …why??
Remus (10:30PM): Well, I was thinking maybe we can help Sirius and his brother pack up their
mom’s stuff?
Lily (10:39PM): !
Lily (10:40PM): Hang on.
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Group Chat Created
Ice Cream Sundayyyy
Lily (10:45PM): Go on R.
Peter (10:46PM): ?
Remus (10:48PM): I’ve volunteered us to help Sirius pack up his mother’s apartment in
Manhattan on Sunday.
Peter (10:47): Wait…so we get to meet Sirius Black?????????????????????
Remus (10:48PM): If you want.

Lily (10:48PM): And his brother?
Peter (10:49PM): OMFG REGULUS BLACK?????????????
Remus (10:50PM): If you can’t be chill about this, then no.
Peter (10:51PM): Fuck you I’m going.
Lily (10:52PM): Mom said it’d be fine to borrow the van to go to the city. Pretty sure the van is
mine once we graduate.
Remus (10:54PM): Sweet, gonna go to sleep now.
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Peter waking him up early on Sunday morning was not what Remus had expected. His friend
was the type to sleep in until as late as humanly possible. Instead of the norm, Peter was inside
of Remus’ bedroom, opening the blinds and singing off-key loudly.
Remus groaned, “What the fuck, Pete?”
“Get up, you told Lily 9, and it’s 8:30. You still need to get dressed and eat breakfast.” Peter told
him as he dragged the blanket off of Remus’ bed warmed body.
“I could’ve been naked,” Remus held a pillow over his face, trying to block out the light.
Peter snorted, “Do you even know how to be naked? Get up.”
“Fuck you,” Remus muffled into the pillow. He had talked to Sirius until late in the night and was
feeling too blurry to be healthy.
“I’m gonna tell your mom you just said that to me,” Peter quipped before throwing random items
he found on the floor at Remus. “Don’t make me start digging through your shit.”
“All you’ll find are condoms and lube,” Remus responded before removing the pillow and sitting
up. He gave Peter a half-heated glare. But his friend was too busy going through his closet and
pulling an outfit together to appreciate it.
“That’s gross,” Peter responded easily, “I’m glad you’re being safe at least. If you don’t get up
soon, I’m gonna tell your mom that too.”
“I hate you.”
“Nah, here, wear this red shirt. Ripped skinnies? Really Rem? Fuck it, you’re wearing them too,
and your vans. It’s cool out so take your gray cardigan. You’re such a fucking hipster it’s
disgusting.”
“Shut up,” Remus rolled his eyes as he managed to get out of bed. He threw his discarded
sheets back onto the mattress. Once again trying his best to ignore the fact that he and Sirius
had sex on it. “I’m gonna shower, leave my space.”
Peter simply flipped him off, “I’ll be downstairs with Hope. She’ll feed me and love me, and give
me all the coffee my heart desires.”
“Get out,” Remus huffed, watching his friend mosey out of his room and back down the stairs,
his voice carrying as he greeted Hope in the kitchen.
Maybe staying up until nearly 3AM had been a bad idea, but Remus couldn’t say that he
regretted it. He typically liked to plan out how many hours of sleep he would get within a night if
he knew that he had to be awake early the next day. But something about Sirius made Remus
be less structured and more impulsive. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it quite yet, but he
knew that he really liked Sirius and didn’t mind it too much.
A shower, shave, and plate of toast with scrambled eggs later saw both teenagers waiting on
the driveway for Lily’s ugly minivan.
“She texted like 10 minutes ago, it’s not like she lives far,” Peter hopped up and down in his spot
beside Remus. “We should’ve packed snacks for this trip, it’s gonna take like an hour and a half
if we’re lucky.”
Remus nodded and yawned as he spotted Lily turning the corner.
“Google says an hour and ten minutes,” Remus stated while getting into the middle seating row
so that he could stretch his legs out. He passed Peter his phone, “can you charge this? Maps is
up too so she should be talking soon.”
“Sweet,” Lily grinned, “I’m super excited to be meeting Sirius. I mean, especially since he’s
fucking our bestie, right Peter?”
“Gross. I’m more into meeting Regulus, I heard he was better looking,” Peter winked jokingly.
Remus rolled his eyes and leaned back. It was going to be a long ride.
“Right here! East 79th street!” Remus told Lily as she made her turn. He quickly called Sirius to
ask him to come out and guide them to the correct parking place.
“Fuck, I’ll have to double park!” Lily groaned as she pulled up in front of the building.
“I’m Googling this apartment,” Peter stated from the front seat. “The smallest apartment here is
like eleven grand and some change a month.”
Sirius opened the back door to the van and hopped in, he gave Remus a bright smile as he took
a seat. “Hallo all, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you two in person. Turn here please, this is the
parking garage, you’ll be going up to the seventh floor.”
Lily tightened her grip on the steering wheel and followed instructions. Peter, on the other hand,
turned around until he was nearly backwards in his seat.
“Hey Sirius, what up?” He asked, dark brown eyes drinking in the sight of Sirius in the back of
Lily’s car. Noticing how Sirius was holding onto Remus’ hand, fingers laced. A grin spread
across Peter’s face, “how have you been?”
“We’re sorry about your mom,” Lily offered her condolences quietly.
“Oh, er, thank you? I’ve been well, how have you two been? Turn here, its spot 748. Here, you’ll
need this on your visor.” Sirius passed Peter the visitor’s pass.
Remus smiled at Sirius, “How’s Regulus doing today?”
“Better,” Sirius shrugged as they finally parked. “He’s finally stopped being a bloody nancy
about it all. It’s all material items but he’s the sentimental one out of the two of us.”
“In my experience, one sibling is always more sensitive than the other,” Lily chirped as she
turned the car off. “Let’s go ladies.”
If Sirius was uncomfortable with Lily and Peter staring, he didn’t show it. He gave them both
crushing hugs once they were out of the van and took Remus’ hand once more. He led them
into the building with a fob and towards the apartment that his mother had owned.
“I warn you, it’s a bit of a mess. I just sent Molly home for the day – she’s my assistant and
she’s very pregnant with twins right now. She’s bloody amazing, but she shouldn’t be lifting
anything.”
He stopped in front of a door and opened it, it hadn’t even been locked. Classical music wafted
into the hallway as Sirius ushered them inside.
“Shoes off, please.” Sirius requested, toeing off his sliders as he closed the front door.
The foyer had a coat closet, and it opened up to a large open concept living room/dining
room/kitchen that was bigger than the ground floor of Remus’ house. There was a door off of
the living room which had either a guest bathroom or another closet, but the set of stairs near
the kitchen definitely led up to the bedrooms. The wood flooring was dark, and it matched the
kitchen cabinets. The furniture was ornate, most of it oriental looking. The drapes on the wall of
windows directly across from the front door were heavy, but open, allowing everything to be
bathed in the early morning sunlight.
“I’m gone five minutes and you have that crap on,” Sirius griped to a boy who was putting hot
pink post-it’s on random pieces of furniture.
The boy turned around to face the group, his ink black hair was short and fell in waves across
his forehead. He looked similar to Sirius, but softer. Almond shaped eyes were a warm brown
instead of Sirius’ cool gray, his nose was a little rounder and his chin was pointed instead of
square. But they held themselves the same, and the annoyed expression Regulus was shooting
his brother was identical to the one Sirius was giving him back.
Regulus then peered over at the group of teenagers behind Sirius, “Hello. I’m Regulus, thank
you so much for offering to assist us.” His accent was flatter than Sirius’, his time in the United
States altering it.
“Regulus, this is Peter, Lily, and Remus. Lot, this is Reg.” Sirius waved about.
“Remus?” Regulus gave him a calculating look. “Hm, I see.”
Sirius gave his brother a glare, “Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
Before the siblings could get further into it, Lily stepped up, “Why don’t you get us up to speed
on what you’re doing? We’re here to help the best that we can.”
“We’re very grateful for that,” Both Sirius and Regulus said at the same time before making the
same face at each other.
“I’m going through mother’s clothing upstairs,” Sirius stated, “So maybe Remus could help me
with that? Regulus was emptying out some of the curios and side tables, as you can see there
are quite a few pieces like that down here.”
“Oh Remus will be going upstairs with you, will he?” Regulus arched a brow, “very well, but I’d
like the three of you to take a selfie with me first, if you’re alright with that? For James.”
“More like to make James jealous,” Sirius grinned widely.

They took the photo and Regulus asked if they would like a beverage or anything. He was the
polite host, Sirius was too busy making eyes at Remus to notice.
“So,” Regulus started as they emptied yet another cupboard. Why did his mother have so much
junk? “Would it be too forward of me to ask Remus if he’s ever considered modeling?”
Peter snorted.
Lily shook her head, “you can ask him but I doubt he’d say yes.”
“Hm,” Regulus mused, “he just has the perfect body type for my latest line. And he dresses
himself fantastically.”
“Psh, that’s all me,” Peter interjected while taking a sharpie and labeling one of their donation
boxes. “Remus can’t dress himself for shit. I put his outfit together.”
“Really?” Regulus gave Peter a sharp look, eyes calculating. “Very interesting. Where are you
going to school next year?”
“Rutgers University,” Peter answered, “I got a full ride. It’s pretty awesome.”
Regulus nodded to himself.
“I can’t believe we’re going to graduate so soon,” Lily interjected. “I’m like nervous and excited
about it.”
“Right?” Peter agreed.
“Peter,” Regulus stopped what he was doing to give the duo his full attention, “What if I can get
you into the New York School of Design with a full ride?”
“What?” Peter squeaked. “But – what?”
“You’ve a good eye,” Regulus continued. “Just think about it.”
Lily stared at the two of them with wide eyes, “are you able to do that?”
“My mother donated a lot of money to that school.” Regulus shrugged, “I’ll be attending there
once I graduate as well. It will be tricky, but I can probably do it.”
“Peter, wasn’t that your first choice?” Lily asked.

Peter was sitting on the floor, shock evident on his face. “I mean, I’d have to talk to my parents. I
mean….”
“I’m not saying you have to do it.” Regulus gave him a genial smile. In the blink of an eye he
was harmless and soft. “Just consider it.”
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Follow Requests 1
The Little King Confirm. Deny.
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“What size is Lily?” Sirius asked as he brought even more clothes out of the closet that was
bigger than Remus’ garage.
“No idea,” Remus stated while he folded.
“My cousins already came through and picked out what they wanted. These are the leftovers,
but I’d feel bad about it if she were the same size as my mother and didn’t take anything. Some
of this stuff has never been worn.”
“We could always ask her,” Remus shrugged.
The bedroom followed the same theme as downstairs, dark rich tones and oriental themed
furniture. Overly ornate, yet it somehow worked.
“Yeah, we should.” Sirius nodded while placing another pile of clothes onto the large bed. “I’m
pretty sure she kept everything from her own brand.”
“She was proud of it, I don’t blame her if she did.” Remus shrugged.
Sirius shook his head. He stretched with his arms high above his head, arching his back.
Remus’ eyes traced the glimpse of skin as his t-shirt rose. He pulled his phone out of his back
pocket and rolled his eyes. “Got a text from Reg. it says ‘stop shagging. God is watching you
sinners.’”
Remus snorted, “Hope God enjoys the show.”
Sirius let out a bark of laughter, “you’re brilliant.”

“So I’ve been told,” Remus smiled.
“But you know, he’s right to assume that. I mean, I did make promises for the next time we were
alone,” Sirius’ heavy gaze made it obvious what he was thinking.
“Not in your mom’s room!” Remus chastised.
Sirius gave him an impish grin, “my room then. Let’s go Rem.”
“I can’t believe you.” Remus groaned, but followed Sirius despite his complaining.
Sirius’ bedroom was minimal, with a few posters in frames on a wall and a bookcase that was
mostly empty. Remus didn’t have a chance to really look around because the next moment he
knew he had his arms full of Sirius.
Sirius laughed as they kissed. He cupped Remus through his jeans and began to rub his palm
in tight circles against him. He fell to his knees before Remus, carefully unbuttoning and
unzipping, kissing Remus’ stomach and hips as his hands found his semi-erect cock. Remus
lost concept of time.
“I can’t believe you convinced me of that, with our friends and your brother right downstairs,”
Remus panted as he reclined back onto Sirius’ bed.
“There’s nothing wrong with the occasional quickie,” Sirius yawned. He was boneless besides
Remus, a content smile on his face. “We’ve only been in here for twelve minutes. That’s got to
be a record.”
“Mm,” Remus nodded.
Sirius grinned before leaning forward to plant a kiss onto Remus’ mouth. “Next time I’ll make
sure we’ll have enough time to go about this properly.”
“Yeah,” Remus sighed.
“Alright Rem, up and at ‘em,” Sirius rolled out of bed, wobbled a little bit on his feet, and stood
up straight.
“You’ve got sex hair,” Remus stated, eyes still closed since their brief kiss.
“Man-bun it is,” Sirius shrugged as he took the hair tie from his wrist and doing just that. “Let’s
go pretend that we were working the entire time.”
They stayed until mid-afternoon before saying their goodbyes.

Walburga had been a size 00, which Lily claimed wouldn’t even fit one of her ankles. But there
had been a beautiful deep green dress that she couldn’t resist, especially with prom coming up.
Regulus promised to alter some of his late-mother’s clothes to fit Lily. They made plans to meet
up with Regulus soon, and before Remus realized they were back in Lily’s mom’s van.
He fell asleep in the middle of the drive home.
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Sirius (12:00AM): It’s officially March 10!
Sirius (12:01AM): HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Remus (12:03AM): Thank you.
Sirius (12:08AM): So you're 18 now.
Remus (12:09AM): Looks like it.
Sirius (12:09AM): Would it be okay to tell people we're dating?
Remus (12:09AM): Idk. Would that be okay for publicities sake?
Sirius (12:10AM): I was thinking close family and friends
Remus (12:10AM): Oh! I seeee
Sirius (12:13AM): ???
Remus (12:14AM): Well I guess we can label what we've been doing as dating?
Sirius (12:15AM): You're so blasé
Remus (12:16AM): You're so French
Sirius (12:17AM): Oh so this is your way of telling me you have a language kink and want me to
speak dirty to you in French?
Remus (12:18AM): Omg no!
Sirius (12:19AM): I could get into your knickers so easily
Sirius (12:20AM): Easier***

Remus (12:21AM): We get it. I'm easy.
Sirius (12:22AM): It works out for my benefit.
Remus (12:23AM): Obviously!
Sirius (12:23AM): What about Japanese? Would that do it for you?
Sirius (12:24AM): B. D. E!
Remus (12:24AM): Please, no other languages. Yes. So you've said.
Remus (12:25AM): Back to the topic at hand. I’d love to date you.
Sirius (12:26AM): Of course darling. I'm amazing.
Remus (12:26AM): I'm having second thoughts...
Sirius (12:27AM): You wound me!
Sirius (12:27AM): So would it be odd to say that I wrote a song for you?
Remus (12:28AM): Really? Can I hear it?
Sirius (12:29AM): I'm debuting it in May. You'll have to come to that concert in order to hear it
Remus (12:30AM): Oh the suspense!
Sirius (12:31AM): ;)
Chapter 10: The Diva
Remus Lupin was officially 18 years old.
He couldn’t say that he felt very much different than he did at 17. If he were in Europe he would
be old enough to drink, as it was he could buy cigarettes, join the military, and register to vote
now. And now the responsibilities of his actions rested solely on him. Not that Remus would
ever get arrested, but if he did he’d go to actual prison instead of juvenile detention.
There was a box waiting on the desk in his tiny bedroom as he put his things down. His mom
had texted him stating that she was picking up his favorite takeout for dinner, and would make
sure to get some for Peter and Lily as well. She had already bought a chocolate cake for him for
later.
The box was new.
It wasn’t that big. Maybe the size of a Lord of the Rings book. How sad that Remus had to
compare the size of things to books – but that was beside the point. He never received
packages. Yet here was one with his name on it, and sent from a P.O box address. His name
was written in large, loopy, letters with a star dotting the 'i' of 'Lupin'.
Interesting.
“I hope you’re not going to explode when I open you,” Remus muttered to the box as he opened
the drawer to his desk and took out a pair of scissors to slice through the packing tape.
At the very top were three printed out tickets to the Madison Square Garden concert in May.
Remus immediately put them on the top shelf of his bookcase so that he wouldn’t lose them.
Underneath that was a yellow Walkman, along with what appeared to be a cassette tape
wrapped in a pink piece of paper.
The pink paper was actually a stationary paper covered in cute bunnies and hearts.
Darling Moony,
Happy Birthday, love! I humbly appl apologize for not being able to celebrate with you
in person. Forgive me! I do hope you enjoy the gift that I slaved myself over making for
you. You know I lo long for you like the desert does for the rain! I shall do anything for
you, Moony.
Unfortunately the sleeve to the cassette was too small for me to write every song. I’ll add
that here. We shall talk soon!
Padfoot
“Did you really make me a mixed tape?” Remus felt warmth bubbling in his chest as he pulled
the cassette out. The plastic case had the label Moony's Traxx Vol. 1 written in the same script
as the letter.
A mixed tape. An old fashioned mixed tape with a tape player! Remus wasn’t sure his heart
could take this.
He carefully put the gift onto his desk and then threw himself onto his bed, trying his best not to
scream into his pillow. His face was starting to hurt from smiling.
He wondered if Sirius had landed in London yet, he had caught a red eye on Monday. He was
probably sleeping.
Still…
Gnawing on his lower lip, Remus took his phone out of his back pocket. He could already hear
the cooing his mom and friends would make when they find out about the gift. All the more
reason for Remus to not tell them.
Remus stared at the song list and the messy slope of Sirius’ handwriting. He wanted to listen to
it right away, but refrained. His mom would be home soon and his friends were going to be
stopping by for dinner. It was almost physically painful to hold off listening to it, but Remus had
patience.
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Remus (3:45PM): I got your gift. Thank you, I love it.
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It was nearly midnight by the time Remus was able to pop the tape into the Walkman. He lied
down on his bed, nervous for some reason, and pressed play.
Sirius’ soft voice greeted him, “Happy birthday, Moony. Moonbeam. Moon of my life. I hope you
don’t mind hearing my voice, this tape is full of covers that I sang. And when I say it out loud it’s
rather embarrassing, hm? Enjoy.”
Sirius sang every single song on the tape. Remus felt tears spring to his eyes, touched and
warmed. Sirius went out of his way to do this for him. Remus couldn’t remember a time when
someone made him something so precious.
Shit, he was in deep. It was a good thing they agreed that they were dating, otherwise Remus
would feel even more fucked than he already was.
He stayed up until late listening to every single song twice before falling asleep while hearing
the tape a third time. Sirius’ voice a steady lullaby.
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Sirius (5:21AM): You’re welcome darling.
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“So James’ birthday is coming up,” Lily stated at lunch, “and he got me edible arrangements
when it was my birthday, but he’s at that boarding school. What can I get him? What do you
think he’d like?”
“Tea?” Peter suggested. “He’s British, right? He’d have to like that.”
“Is that racist?” Alice wondered from her spot next to Lily. “Culture-ist? That’s kind of assuming.”
“What does he like?” Peter asked. “You talk to him more than us, Lily.”
Lily’s worried her lower lip, obviously in thought. “I’ll get him something with rugby on it.”
Remus gave her a knowing look. Maybe what Lily meant was she’d be sending him something
of her wearing a rugby jersey. More than likely a risque photo. Lily had admitted to Remus that
she and James have spoken about having sex with each other. Maybe even gotten a little hot
and bothered with Skype phone calls. Nothing more than PG-13, but enough to insinuate that it
would have gone further if either of them had the nerve to do it.
“That would work,” Remus nodded.
“Did you guys see the video James just posted?” Peter asked before taking a bite of his French
fries, “His best friend got him tickets to see Beyoncé in April. In New York.”
Lily gaped, “Really?”
Peter grinned, “Relax, Red. We’ll make sure that you look extra pretty that day.”
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Group Chat Created
S.O.S
Sirius (10:00PM): I made him a mixed tape for his birthday.
Sirius (10:01PM): I think I’ve got it bad.
Marlene (10:05PM): Aw, that’s so cute!
James (10:08PM): Whipped
Marlene (10:09PM): It all depends on which songs you put on it.
Sirius (10:10PM): …I sang all of the songs on it.
James (10:12PM): Holy shit
Marlene (10:13PM): Sirius…
James (10:15PM): H.O.L.Y. S.H.I.T
Sirius (10:16PM): I really fancy him?
James (10:20PM): Mate, no
Marlene (10:21PM): You’re obviously in love with him.
James (10:22PM): Mate, yeah.
Sirius (10:24PM): Fuck. I know.
Sirius (10:25PM): I asked him if he wanted to date me.
James (10:26PM): mixed tape = marriage
Marlene (10:27PM): Jim is right.
Sirius (10:28PM): I can’t be in love. We barely know each other!

James (10:30PM): I love Lily
Marlene (10:31PM): Please stop lamenting about Lily.
James (10:32PM): Just sayin
Sirius (10:33PM): I wrote him a song.
James (10:35PM): Mate
Marlene (10:36PM): OMG
James (10:38PM): Yeah
Sirius (10:40PM): Shut up. Shut Up. Shut UP.
Marlene (10:41PM): Just let it all out.
James (10:42PM): Are you gonna tell him?
Sirius (10:45PM): When I debut my song. In May.
Marlene (10:46PM): That’s almost a month away!
James (10:47PM): Coward.
Sirius (10:48PM): Sod off, both of you.
Sirius (10:50PM): It’s probably unrequited anyway.
Regulus (11:00PM): It’s not.
James (11:01PM): did we wake you Reg?
Regulus (11:02PM): it’s only 6 pm here. I’m eating dinner. Sirius is dramatic af.
James (11:02PM): Ah, I forgot. Time difference.
Marlene (11:05PM): We know Sirius is a Queen.
James (11:07PM): I’ll be able to see this Remus fellow in person in April. Sirius’ is taking me to
see Beyoncé in NY for my bday. My hubby loves me.
James (11:08PM): #excited

Regulus (11:09PM): I’ll be there too. And I appreciate you texting like a normal human.
James (11:10PM): Thnx. You can be my wingman with Lily.
Marlene (11:11PM): James Fleamont Potter, if you mention Lily one more time I’m going to fly to
your school and murder you. Sirius Orion Black, your own brother just said your feelings were
reciprocated.
Regulus (11:12PM): They are.
Sirius (11:15PM): fuck. Really? Fuck.
Regulus (11:16PM): Now you can write this in your diary, like the ponce you are.
Sirius (11:17PM): that’s rich coming from you Reg.
Marlene (11:18PM): Children, please.
James (11:20PM): I’m knackered. Good night!
Marlene (11:21PM): Me too, night all.
Regulus (11:23PM): Sleep well.
Sirius (11:25PM): Bye!
James (11:25PM): Do you really think you love him?
Sirius (11:26PM): Yeah.
James (11:27PM): You’re lovable, I love you. If he doesn’t see that then he’s not worth it.
Sirius (11:28PM): He is worth it, he’s so worth it.
Sirius (11:30PM): It’s almost suffocating how wonderful he is.
James (11:31PM): Ponce.
Sirius (11:32PM): Says the man who just told me that he loved me.
James (11:33PM): Just because we’re soul mates doesn’t mean you’re not a poofter.
Sirius (11:35PM): Love you too James. Go to sleep.

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Spring Break was officially beginning, meaning there was only nine weeks left of the school
year. The first Friday of their break was the Beyoncé concert. After months of waiting, it was
finally here.
“Wake up Remus!” Peter and Lily yelled together as they grasped his sheets and yanked them
from his body.
“All the single ladies!” Peter began to sing as he did the entire choreographed dance on his way
to Remus’ closet.
“Why are you two here? The concert isn’t until tonight, it’s too early for this.” Remus groaned
pathetically. “Did my mom let you guys in?”
“Yes! We’re here because you know it’s going to get crazy busy with fans by the afternoon.” Lily
stated while touching random items that were on Remus’ desk. “Has Sirius called you about the
tickets?”
“He has our lanyards, yes. He and James landed last night,” Remus yawned. He was more
excited to see Sirius than Beyoncé, but he wasn’t about to tell his friends that. “We’re to get to
his place around 1. He says to use the same visitors pass as last time.”
“It’s in my glove compartment.” Lily stated before gasping dramatically, “Remus John Lupin, is
this a Walkman in your desk drawer? With a cassette tape?”
“Oh snap!” Peter replied as he rummaged through Remus’ closet. “Is it a mixed tape, Ms.
Evans?”
“Yes it is Mr. Pettigrew.” Lily nodded. “Moony's TRAXX Vol. 1 to be exact.”
Remus felt his face burn as he leapt out of bed and tried to grab the Walkman before Lily got to
put the headphones to her ears. But it was too late, her green eyes widened at the sound of
Sirius’ honeyed voice.
“Oh my God,” Lily cooed, “Oh my God. Peter, come listen to this.”
“It’s not that big of a deal!” Remus jumped in.
The damage was done. His friends were hearing something that he had kept close to him for
the last month.
“Bro.” Peter grinned widely, “Not only did he give you a mixed tape, but he sang all the songs.
That’s smooth as fuck.”
“Awwww,” Lily smiled warmly, “do you know what this means Rem?”
Remus' face was on fire now, “it means nothing.” He gently took the Walkman from Lily and
turned it off before carefully placing it back into the desks drawer. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“That’s so cute,” Lily had a dreamy look on her face, “seriously you guys are my OTP.”
“Here, wear this. Look sexy for your man,” Peter threw the clothes down on the rumpled
bedspread. “We’re gonna go downstairs and eat all of your cereal while you change.”
Remus sagged back down onto his bed as soon as his friends had left. His phone indicated that
it was nearly 10 in the morning, so they’d have time to get to Manhattan and meet up with the
others.
He ran a hand through his hair, trying his best not to be too nervous before gathering his clothes
and heading towards the bathroom.
It was James who greeted them in the parking garage with the fob to get into the building in his
hands. Large glasses and unruly dark hair, a bright smile and mocha brown skin, taller than
Peter but shorter than Remus. “Hallo all!”
“Hey James,” Remus was only slightly taken aback as James tackled him with a one-armed
hug.
“Jeez you’re a giant,” James laughed breezily before turning to Peter. “It’s fantastic to finally
meet you lot!”
Peter laughed, “You too, man. How was the flight?”
“Bloody awful, turbulence the entire time. Ickle Sirius got sick,” James chuckled as he ran a
hand through his already messy hair.
He seemed the happy-go-lucky sort. Perky, optimistic, friendly, and had a pleasantness to him
that made everyone around him immediately comfortable.
When Lily made her way to their side of the car she froze briefly before taking in a deep breath
and approaching. “Hi James.”
“Lily!” If possible James seemed to perk up even more. He took Lily’s hand and brushed a soft
kiss to her knuckles, bowing slight at the waist. “Flower of my heart, it’s a pleasure to finally
meet you in person.”
Peter smothered up a snort and Remus had to hide a grin behind his hand as Lily’s face
became an interesting shade of pink. She pressed her lips together tightly and slowly took her
hand back. “You too.”
“Well, enough chit-chatting here in the car park, let’s go get the siblings.” He frog marched
enthusiastically, Lily’s hand linked through his arm at the elbow.
Remus and Peter exchanged glances before following the duo.
The apartment was not as cluttered nor as ornate as it been when they had stopped by to pick
up Lily’s dress two weeks ago. Some of the curios and bookcases were gone, as was the
antique couch that had taken residence there. Instead there was now a big screen TV and a
comfortable leather sofa in what was once a classic sitting room.
Regulus stood up as they came into the apartment, “hello.”
Gideon was sitting on the couch, he acknowledged them with a nod before going back to
whatever it was on his phone.
“Hey Regulus,” Peter moseyed over to him, “so you’re my date for the night?”
Regulus scoffed, “you couldn’t afford me, Pettigrew.”
“Ouch man, harsh.” Peter laughed. "My poor heart."
“Would any of you like a beverage?” James asked, “I don’t know why it is that I am playing host,
as it is not my house. But my mother raised me with pristine manners.” His dark brown eyes
narrowed on Regulus.
“Tell Sirius to come down and do his job,” Regulus stated, but he followed James towards the
kitchen.
“Oi, Remus,” James looked at him, smirk on his face, “can you be a darling and go fetch Sirius?
He’s upstairs. We’ll have to be leaving soon and he takes forever on the best of days.”
Remus narrowed his eyes at the term of endearment James used. It was obviously not a
coincidence. Still, he had no qualms with escaping his friends. No doubt they’d be talking about
Sirius and him as soon as he was out of ear shot.
He went up the stairs and paused, would Sirius be in his room? Bathroom?
He was about to go down the hallway when a door opened and Sirius stepped out.
“Hey!” Sirius beamed.
“Hey,” Remus smiled shyly. The mixed tape in the front of his mind as he leaned down to give
Sirius a sweet kiss on the mouth.
Sirius peered up at him through his lashes with a happy smile on his face, eyes so gray that
Remus felt as if he were drowning. “Ready for this concert?”
If Remus were being honest he would say that he'd rather stay with Sirius and let the other’s go
without them. He would rather have Sirius sing to him in person, or watch a movie with him. He
would rather talk with Sirius, run his fingers through the ink black hair that was as soft as silk.
Maybe kiss some more. Hold hands. Just be with each other, breathing the same air and
sharing body heat.
Instead Remus returned his smile and kissed Sirius once more. “Yeah, of course.”
Chapter 11: The Song
Sirius (9:09AM): I finished the song.
James (9:10AM): Which song?
Sirius (9:11AM): THE song.
James (9:12AM): Ooooh. Let’s have a listen.
Sirius (9:15AM): <audio file>
Sirius (9:16AM): ?
James (9:20AM): this song has given me a hard-on in my heart
Sirius (9:21AM): That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.
James (9:22AM): When does he get to hear it?
Sirius (9:23AM): Next weekend. What did you think of him?
James (9:24AM): he’s a bloody tree
James (9:25AM): giant af
James (9:27AM): BDE
Sirius (9:28AM): yaaaaaas
James (9:30AM): He was polite, like a true gent. But I also liked his sense of humour. If Lily
wasn’t it for me I’d fight you for his affections
Sirius (9:31AM): I wrote him a bloody song. Bugger your fight.
James (9:32AM): Says the man who would lose
Sirius (9:33AM): why aren’t you in class?
James (9:34AM): study hall. I have to work on this paper due to Sprout, else I’m off the team.
Sirius (9:35AM): God speed.

James (9:38AM): ta!
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Today at 6:45 PM
The Little King: <img>
Moony: lol, you must like me if you’re sending me cat memes.
The Little King: Perhaps. Hello.
Moony: Hey Reg!
The Little King: So, I was wondering. Feel free to say no, but have you ever considered
modeling?
Moony: Can’t say that I have. Please don’t tell me you’re asking.
The Little King: I’m asking.
The Little King: I can pay handsomely.
The Little King: We can even draft a short contract for your freshman year at Uni.
The Little King: We can work around your schedule.
Moony: You’re pretty adamant about using me in particular?
The Little King: It’s your bone structure. It’s lovely.
Moony: Thank you?
The Little King: Think about it, let me know.
Moony: I will consider it, yeah.
The Little King: Also, tell Pettigrew to give me a call back ASAP.
Moony: Everything okay?
The Little King: He was supposed to show me his portfolio. We’ve been trying to schedule a
time for that.
Moony: I’ll definitely let him know.
The Little King: Thanks!
The Little King: Get back to me when you’re ready.
Moony: I will Reg.
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Sirius (8:40PM): What’re you wearing?
Remus (8:41PM): How bored are you?
Sirius (8:43PM): Minnie has been making me play nice all night. I’m so close to you but so far.
Remus (8:45PM): How’s the benefit?
Sirius (8:47PM): Just met Lady Gaga.
Sirius (8:48PM): <img>
Sirius (8:49PM): raising money for homeless youth is the only reason why I’m here.
Remus (8:50PM): I’m jelly that you met Gaga.
Sirius (8:52PM): your inner gay boy is showing.
Remus (8:53PM): raise much money?
Sirius (8:59PM): yes!
Sirius (9:00PM): I have to go now. Minnie is threatening to take my phone. :(
Remus (9:01PM): Try to have fun.
Sirius (9:03PM): At least Marlene is here. Bye darling, we’ll talk soon.
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Charity Date Night?

Updated: May 6 – 8:07 AM
MANHATTAN, NY – Sirius Black, 18, and Marlene McKinnon, 19, spotted together at last
night’s Benefit of Youth Charity Gala. This gala is held to help supply proper housing, along with
physical and mental health facilities for homeless minors.
Black and McKinnon posed for several photos together throughout the night, never leaving each
other side. This isn’t the first time this year that these two have been seen in public together.
Black accompanied McKinnon to her debut of Death Eaters back in January, McKinnon was
there for Black after his mother passed in February and the two were photo'd together more
than once throughout the last few months.
The duo looked beautiful side by side, each wearing the latest of the BLAK label.
A reliable source close to the duo states that whenever Black and McKinnon are together it is
obvious that they have amazing chemistry and seem connected at the hip.
Is this their way of coming out to the world as a couple?
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Remus (10:23AM): Skeeter strikes again!
Sirius (10:24AM): I hate that bloody woman. Aren’t you at school?
Remus (10:25AM): Home, sick. Woke up with a fever, mom drugged me and left for work.
Sirius (10:27AM): is she doing an overnight?
Remus (10:28AM): Yeah, but its Friday. I can sleep all weekend.
Sirius (10:30AM): I’m coming over!
Remus (10:40AM): k
Sirius (10:45AM): Sleep, I’ll call you when I’m on the way.
Remus (10:46AM): Bring soup.
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“Sirius Orion Black!” Minerva McGonagall was a fair woman. Stern, but for the most part
matronly towards her charge. She had been managing Sirius since he was fifteen years old and
homeless. She took him under her wing and with her tutelage he had flourished. Minerva would
be the first to admit that she perhaps indulged the boy a little too much, but she was also the
one to give out the harshest reprimands.
Fabian, who had been eating breakfast in the Black kitchen, perked up at the sound of her
voice.
Sirius, who had been lounging in the kitchen on his cell phone, sighed deeply before putting the
device down on the kitchen table. “Yes Minnie?”
“Do not ‘Minnie’ me! What is this that I am seeing?” She slapped down a piece of paper of
printed text messages. She never really delve into Sirius’ business too much, just made sure
that his bills were paid on time and that no one was threatening him. The typical texts to
Marlene, James, and Regulus were there, but there was a new number on there as well. One
that Minerva was annoyed that she hadn’t realized Sirius had been contacting so much over the
last five months.
“You have breached your contract with Mr. Lupin,” Minerva frowned deeply, “he can sue you,
Sirius!”
“He won’t sue me,” Sirius frowned at her.
“Sirius,” Minerva sighed heavily, “I understand you’re infatuated with this boy—”
“I’m not—”
“But this is a major risk with your career.” She finished, she gave him a sharp look. “I have a
meeting with Albus this morning. You and I will discuss this in depth later.”
Sirius gave her a petulant glare, “I won’t be here later. I’m taking Remus soup, he’s at home sick
today.”
It was worse than Minerva thought. Had Sirius been a normal teenage boy, she wouldn’t have
been as worried as she was. Sirius couldn’t understand that Remus could come out to the press
about everything. Sirius had already broached their contract, the documents that they had
signed several months ago were now null because of this.
But she knew Sirius too. Knew him as if he were her own.
“We’ll discuss this later,” She repeated before leaving.

As she picked up her purse she noticed him putting his phone to his ear to make a call. She
gave Fabian a look and frowned when she realized he was avoiding her gaze.
So, Fabian was in on this as well. She’d have to switch him with Gideon to avoid any future
incidents.
Sirius had a paper takeaway bag with a container of chicken noodle soup in one hand as he
rang the doorbell to the Lupin household. He waved Fabian away from the stoop. Fabian
nodded and drove off as the front door opened, revealing Remus, dressed in basketball shorts
and a thin t-shirt.
“You look pretty good for someone who was so sick this morning,” Sirius smirked as he toed off
his shoes at the front door.
Remus leaned down to kiss the corner of his mouth and grabbed the paper bag from him, “fever
broke a little after I sent you that text. I slept most of the time and honestly just got out of the
shower maybe ten minutes ago.”
“How are you feeling now?” Sirius asked as he followed Remus into the kitchen.
“Better, just a bit drained,” Remus answered. He leaned against the counter casually, “how was
the gala? Aside from taking Marlene out on a date.”
Sirius snorted and rolled his eyes, “please. She was the only person that I knew, she had a date
there but eventually ran off with me. We had late night Thai food in my apartment and watched
horror films until we passed out.”
“Which is why everyone thinks you two are having a sordid affair,” Remus grinned.
“Marlene doesn’t mind playing the role of my beard,” Sirius shrugged while closing the distance
between he and Remus. He ran his hands up Remus’ stomach and towards his shoulders,
lacing his fingers behind Remus’ neck. “It really throws everyone off.”
From this close he could make out all of the freckles on Remus’ nose, the different tones of
brown in his eyes, how his darker brows contrasted so nicely with his honey brown hair. Sirius
knew exactly how he himself looked, with his cat shaped gray eyes and chiseled jaw.
Remus brought his hands to rest on Sirius’ waist and clenched them lightly. Typically he would
come back with a sarcastic quip of some sort, instead he leaned down a bit and pressed his
mouth fully against Sirius’. Their chests pressed tightly and their legs entwined. They shifted
their jaws just so and yes. It was amazing. Tongue and teeth, taste and breath.
Remus broke away reluctantly and peered down at Sirius, tracing his features with his eyes.
“Would you like to take a nap with me?”
Sirius blinked, a serious expression on his face. “I would fucking love to take a nap with you.”
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Madison Square Garden was crowded with fans. Sirius was just one of many artist performing,
the event was raising money for LGBTQA+ youths.
“This is amazing!” Lily grinned as she handed her ticket to be scanned in.
Peter nodded, “We should all date people who have an in with these things. These concerts are
dope.”
Remus just shook his head and followed behind the two at a more leisure pace. “Sirius is the
third act. He says he’s only performing three songs.” He didn’t mention that one of them was the
song Sirius specifically wrote for him.
“Do you think Regulus is here?” Lily asked as they stopped by the random stands that were set
up for the event.
“Nah,” Peter shook his head, “homeboy had inspiration hit. He’s designing stuff.”
“You’ve been talking to him a lot, should we be jealous?” Lily teased.
Peter rolled his eyes, “we’ve been talking a lot about fashion throughout the ages. He wants to
something that brings Rococo and modern together. I told him good luck with that shit.”
“Sounds very Gothic,” Remus murmured, “like Interview with a Vampire.”
“Tell me about it,” Peter agreed. “Last time we talked he was muttering about next wedding
season.”
They eventually made their way to the box seats that Sirius had reserved for them. Their seats
had a magnificent view of the stage while being private enough for them to dance or hold
whatever conversation they wished. It only sat four, which their party would have consisted of if
Regulus appeared.
The music was great, some of the bands said little blurbs about the hardship that LGBTQA+
youths experienced when they weren’t lucky enough to have familial support. After six amazing
songs, Sirius strolled leisurely onto the stage. He wore ripped jeans, a black t-shirt, his Dr.
Martens, and a simple red and gold friendship bracelet on his wrist. His hair was half up and half
down, black stud earrings in both ears, and the hands that gripped the microphone had black
painted fingernails.
“Damn he’s hot,” Lily said as she fanned herself.
Peter laughed.
Remus merely nodded in agreement.
“I want to thank you all for coming today,” Sirius’ voice echoed throughout the speakers. He
flashed a grin, “You don’t understand how much I adore you all for supporting this charity.” He
took the microphone from its stand and paced the stage, “but let’s not kid ourselves, you’re not
here to listen to me chat. Although I know how you Yanks are about the accent.” He winked.
The crowd ate it up.
“Let’s get started, shall we loves?”
The first two songs were off of his last album. Fast, hard, it made the blood pump and he
jumped up and down and got the crowd involved as well. Sirius’ smile was infectious and he
danced smoothly, hopping around a guitarist, bumping hips against his bassist. Remus drank it
all in, because Sirius looked so happy performing, he was radiant.
“This last one I’m going to sing for you all is brand new, I’ll be releasing it on my next album.
Yes, please cheer haha, you lucky lot are going to be the first ones to hear it live.” Sirius grinned
charmingly at the crowd. “It’s pretty personal. Just letting you know beforehand. This one is for
my darling.”
The crowd screamed encouragingly and Sirius gave them a bashful smile before licking his lips
and nodding. The beat began and Sirius stood still, holding onto the microphone and its stand
as he began to belt the lyrics, “I told you something safe. Something I’ve never said before. And
I, I, I can’t keep my hands off you.” The apples of his cheeks reddened and he closed his eyes
before continuing.
Lily squealed and hopped up and down, “Remus!” She grabbed his hand and squeezed.
Peter, who was on Lily’s other side, turned to stare at Remus with wide eyes, “bro!”
“This is about you, right? This has to be!” Lily squirmed excitedly.
“I want you all to myself. Don’t leave none for nobody else. I am an animal with you.” Gray eyes
peeked opened, he was looking out at the crowd but his gaze was unfocused. “No angels could
beckon me back. And it’s hotter than hell where I’m at. I am an animal with you.”
The crowd was screaming and cheering, but Remus couldn’t hear them. His heart was in his
throat and there were tears misting his vision. Sirius Black just sang to the world that he loved
Remus Lupin. He wrote Remus a love song. Remus' nose was hot and he felt a single tear
begin it's trek down one of his cheeks. Oh God.
Sirius, unaware of just how he was affecting Remus, continued. He had both hands on his mic
and tapped his foot in time with the song. “An ode to the boy I love! Boy, I’ll die to care for you.
You’re mine, mine, mine, tell me who do I owe that to?”
“Oh my God!” Lily screamed.
Peter was suddenly at his side, making sure Remus’ suddenly weak knees held him steady and
gently getting him back into his seat.
Remus couldn’t breathe. He didn’t want to leave, he needed to hear it until the end, but he also
needed to be alone.
When Sirius finished singing, he waved and leaned forward into the mic as he dropped his voice
a pitch, “you lot heard that song correctly. I’m queer.”
He walked off stage as the fans let out a deafening roar.
Remus blinked away the hot tears that were threatening to fall. “I need air.”
He didn’t remember leaving his seat or heading out into the corridors until he was outside and
sitting on the steps leading into the arena.
“I recorded most of that,” Peter told Lily as they watched Remus hunch inwards.
Remus curled forward, head in his hands as he tried to take it all in.
“It was beautiful,” Lily commented, “like, wow. I mean, my heart was barely able to handle it and
it’s not about me.”
Peter nodded. “You okay Rem?”
“He loves me,” Remus sounded as if he were dying.
“Yeah, pretty sure the entire world knows that now,” Peter chuckled.
Lily elbowed him roughly before kneeling before Remus, “is this a bad thing?”
Remus shook his head, “no. I just…I’m a little overwhelmed.”
“Understatement,” Peter mumbled.

“Pete!” Lily reprimanded him sharply.
“Sorry, it’s just, how is this a bad thing?” Peter questioned, folding his arms across his chest. He
plopped down beside Remus. “Hm? Answer that, we all kind of figured how he felt when he
made you that damn mixed tape. This should not be a surprise.”
It wasn’t a surprise per se. It wasn’t Sirius’ feelings that were making things a mess in Remus’
brain (only they kind of were). No, Remus liked Sirius. A lot. So much. But he didn’t have any
experience with romantic love, he wasn't sure how to compare his or Sirius' emotions. He didn't
know what he was doing. Remus did not do love, no way. Right? He was always level headed
and always planned things like this out. Life decided to throw a wrench in that quite
spectacularly.
“Do you not want him to love you?” Lily asked softly, her hands wrapped around one of Remus’.
Soft, warm, fingers holding him steady. She was forever his anchor.
“I don’t know,” Remus said honestly. “This is a lot.”
“Well, do you love him?”
That was the real question, wasn’t it?

Chapter 12: The Confession
Out of the Closet!?
Updated: May 10 – 3:12 PM
MANHATTAN, NY – Sirius Black, 18, surprises fans during a charity concert aimed for LGBT
Youths in Manhattan on Saturday! Black, who was in a speculated relationship with Marlene
McKinnon, 19, this year, announced at the end of his segment that he was “queer.”
“I was tired of hiding”, Black stated when asked about his coming out. Black’s younger brother,
Regulus Black, 16, refused to comment on his brother’s public admission.
Marlene McKinnon released this statement on Twitter following Black’s song release: “Saying
you’re queer doesn’t mean you’re gay, only that you’re not a straight. I’m proud of
@TheRealSiriusBlack for coming out in such a powerful way. ILY Sirius!”
The song he used to come out focused on romantic feelings for another man. Who is this
mysterious man Black has announced his love for? Many claim that Black’s love interest is
James Potter, 18, heir to the Pottermore Pharmaceuticals fortune. The two had been close
since they were children and are always spotted together whenever Black is in England. Potter
has yet to make a statement.
The better question, however, is this a publicity stunt, or will he be the face for this generations
LGBT community?
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“We can’t exactly put the cat back into the bag, can we?” Minerva sighed and pinched the
bridge of her nose.
She and Sirius were seated before the CEO of Hogwarts Records – Albus Dumbledore.
“I’m done hiding who I am,” Sirius sighed, suddenly very tired. They had been up running
interference with the media since yesterday afternoon. He had yet to take any sort of rest. So
many magazines and newspapers wanted an interview about his coming out. Sirius didn’t see
what the big deal was.
“It would be different if you hadn’t done this on a whim,” Minerva berated him. He knew she was
seething over the fact that he had not consulted her about it. “Or for a boy.”
“It wasn’t for a boy!” Sirius snapped.
Albus paid attention the two over the rims of his half-moon glasses. He was handsome older
gentleman, long snow white hair kept in a bun at the nap of his neck, white beard thick but neat
on his face. Albus had on a purple crushed velvet coat over a black button up, blue eyes
twinkling as he watched it all unfold.
In Sirius’ humble opinion, Albus Dumbledore was one hell of a silver fox.
“It was for a boy,” Minerva’s voice was pitched low. “You wrote a song for him, you came out
after performing said song.”
“I came out because I felt like coming out!” Sirius tried not to raise his voice at his manager.
Minerva had always been a mother figure to him, and the last thing he wanted was to get her
angrier with him. “There’s nothing wrong with being gay. It’s not in my contract that I’m not
allowed to express my sexuality.”
“Well,” Albus cut in for the first time since the three of them sat down. “Sirius is right Minerva,
there is nothing in his contract preventing him from being able to express himself. However, you
really should have thought this through Sirius. We’ll have to do an official press release
regarding the matter. I understand that your team has been putting out fires since the concert.”
Minerva nodded tersely.
“The silver lining is that the song is a success, fans want to hear it because of the dramatic
confession that is attached to it. We’ll be releasing it early for everyone to enjoy.” Albus nodded,
“though I understand that Sirius breached a disclosure form he had signed when he initially
reached out to this Mr. Remus Lupin, and that can be a problem.”
Sirius squirmed in his seat. He hadn’t realized Dumbledore knew about Remus. Sirius was just
one out of dozens of artist attached to Hogwarts, but he supposed since he was one of its top
entertainers, it would make sense for Dumbledore to know everything he had been doing. The
man had eyes and ears everywhere.
“Does Mr. Lupin feel the same way towards you?” Albus asked Sirius, blue eyes peering at him
intently.
“I don’t know sir. We haven’t spoken since the concert.” Sirius admitted. “Even if he didn’t, it
wouldn’t change how I felt.”
“Should he even still take this boy to his prom?” Minerva asked, worrying her thumbnail with her
teeth. “Would it be wise?”
“It would be worse if he didn’t.” Albus answered before reaching for the jar of candies that was
on his desk. “Lemon drop?”
Minerva shook her head. “I’ll see Rubeus in media, we’ll figure out a way for Sirius to speak to
his fans about this before the press conference.”
Albus nodded, “see that you do. I’ll schedule a press conference for this afternoon. We do
support your decision to be true to yourself, Sirius. However, you need to understand that this
may effect sales of your next album negatively.”
Sirius nodded, wisely keeping his mouth shut.
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James (4:09PM): Are we a couple now?
Sirius (4:10PM): Weren’t we always?
James (4:12PM): Seeing as you never put out, I highly doubt it.
Sirius (4:13PM): I’m waiting until marriage.
James (4:15PM): How are you holding up?
Sirius (4:17PM): It’s too late to take it all back. I’m feeling free atm. Minnie was pissed but since
having her bitch fit has been very supportive. Dumbles too. The company has my back.
James (4:19PM): I have your back too. Don’t worry about everyone else.
Sirius (4:23PM): I’m too busy worrying over Rem. To hell with everyone else.
James (4:24PM): Still haven’t spoken to him?
Sirius (4:47PM): Been busy, and I think he’s scared to approach me. He’s emotionally
constipated like that.
James (4:50PM): No wonder you get on so well.
James (4:51PM): I admit I’m surprised you’re being so calm about this. You’ve really matured
Pads.
Sirius (4:52PM): Ta Prongs. Your kindness makes me want to suck your dick.
James (4:56PM): Mr. Black, people are going to start thinking you’re gay.
Sirius (4:57PM): We wouldn’t want that now.
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The Real Sirius Black posted a new vid! Watch.
Sirius sat with a large window behind him which showed a beautiful city skyline. He looked a
little tired, long hair kept in a sloppy bun at the nape of his neck, a light scruff on his jaw, a white
V-neck t-shirt hung off of his shoulders.
“So I came out,” Sirius said before he worried his lower lip, he took in a deep breath. “It was
suggested early on that I not do that. They didn’t want me losing my fan-base because of who I
decide to shag. I want everyone to know that I didn’t come out because I’m in love. I know a lot
of you have heard Animal. That’s not why I did this.
“I came out because I have been doing charities for LGBTQA+ homeless youths for years now.
I came out because I was like them. I was homeless, I was gay, and I didn’t have a single penny
to my name. Only I was fortunate enough to have adults who loved me and took me in when my
parents kicked me out. I was lucky enough to be scooped up by Hogwarts Records. Obviously,
this wasn’t common knowledge. My private life has always been that. But I needed to share,
especially after releasing my newest single.
“And honestly, I was so tired of hiding it. Of having to watch what I say or who I’m with. My
chosen family knew, my friends knew, everyone who I care about deeply knows my sexual
preferences. This is not news. This does not change who I am. I know many of you may not
care for me anymore, homophobia is a very real thing, but know that I’ll always care about you.
Thank you for giving me the chance to earn this platform where my voice will be heard.”
He gave a weak smile and the video ended.
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Peter (9:01PM): You see that vid SB posted?
Remus (9:03PM): Yeah and I feel bad. I was so caught up in everything else, I didn’t even
realize that he publicly came out.
Peter (9:09PM): Have you talked to him at all?

Remus (9:10PM): No. He hadn’t reached out to me. I was going to text him now, actually. We’re
still going to prom together.
Peter (9:11PM): I’m not the most sensitive guy but yeah. You should do that instead of running
away like a bitch.
Remus (9:13PM): Fuck you, P.
Peter (9:15PM): No, fuck YOU, R.
Peter (9:16PM): Speaking of fucking, Mary agreed to go to prom with me.
Remus (9:18PM): I thought you were dating?
Peter (9:20PM): Nah, we had sex a few times. I’m hoping prom will be another time, she’s
bendy.
Remus (9:23PM): Ew.
Peter (9:30PM): Not all of us can fuck celebrities!
Remus (9:32PM): And be models. I signed a contract with Reg. I start in July.
Peter (9:33PM): You better text your man. Or I’m telling L.
Remus (9:38PM): Fuck you, P.
Peter (9:40PM): Fuck your face.
Lily (9:42PM): REMUS JOHN LUPIN
Remus (9:43PM): P can go fuck himself
Lily (9:45PM): IF YOU DON’T CALL HIM THEN I WILL. I WILL DUMP HIM FOR YOU AND
THEN DATE HIM.
Remus (9:46PM): I don’t want to dump him!!!! And he’s gay Lily.
Lily (9:47PM): I’ll get James to date him, after James’ beats the shit out of you. Rita Skeeter
seems to think they’re a couple, might as well make it true.
Remus (9:50PM): I’d like to see James try.
Lily (9:51PM): He plays rugby. He can kick your ass.

Remus (9:52PM): I’ll tell James you’re going to prom with Severus.
Lily (9:55PM): He already knows! REMUS CALL SIRIUS OR ELSE.
Remus (9:58PM): Fine.
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Remus (10:15PM): Hey
Sirius (10:17PM): Hey
Remus (10:18PM): Are you busy?
Sirius (10:19PM): Why do you ask?
Remus (10:22PM): Really? Why do I ask?
Remus (10:24PM): Can I call you?
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Remus stared at his phone, willing Sirius to respond. It had been a few days now, and he had
time to really allow everything that had happened to soak in. His mother had confronted him
about it during dinner, with her soft eyes and understanding smile. Remus almost cried.
The problem was that he didn’t like things that were beyond his control. He was orderly and
neat, and he always had to have things go a certain way. Remus knew this was illogical, life
didn’t ever go according to plan. He knew this. It didn’t stop him from being this way.
He didn’t tell anyone that he had been thinking about Sirius’ confession ever since he heard the
song. He had been listening to the mixed tape multiple times a day from the moment he got
home from school until the moment he fell asleep. He stalked Sirius’ @Padfoot account and
scrolled through both Regulus’ and James’ pages for pictures.
Was he in love with Sirius?
It’s funny how he mentally knew the answer to that.
A few minutes passed and he was about to just give up and go to sleep when his phone began
to vibrate wildly. Sirius’ name flashing across the screen.
“Hey!” Remus answered quickly, and a bit too loudly.
“Hey,” Sirius responded. He sounded exhausted. Not for the first time Remus realized that he
had been too wrapped up in his own reaction to fully comprehend what Sirius was going
through.
“I read the article Skeeter wrote,” Remus began lightly, “so you and James, huh?”
Sirius snorted, “Oh please. That wanker already asked me why I never put out.”
“Well, he’s your husband, and I know you’re not a prude.” Remus grinned into the speaker
briefly before sobering, “How are you doing?”
“I’m tired,” Sirius sighed heavily. “I’m eighty percent sure that when most people come out of the
closet they don’t have to worry about the entire world wanting to know the sordid details of their
sex lives. Nothing about me has changed.”
Except according to the world everything about Sirius had changed. But Remus didn’t want to
say that out loud. “So much for not wanting to be known as the gay celebrity.”
“It should blow over soon. It’s not as uncommon these days, not like when Ellen DeGeneres
came out,” Sirius yawned.
“True,” Remus nodded, “I mean, isn’t everyone a little gay these days?”
“Stop trying to cheer me up, your pants at it.” Sirius mused. “I’m glad you messaged me, I’ve
been too busy recently with press conferences and whatnot to reach out to you.”
“I’ve used these few days of silence to think,” Remus shrugged and plopped down on his bed.
He frowned up at the plastic stars above him.
“Hm, yes, I figured you were avoiding me.” Sirius chuckled. Though he didn’t sound angry, just
amused, “Ickle Remus the Professor, always needing time to process.”
Remus wished he could be offended by this, but he wasn’t. They had been talking almost daily
for six months now. It was unsurprising that Sirius knew how he was. Just like he knew Sirius.
“You’re not going to like what I’m about to say.”
“As long as it’s not you breaking up with me.”
“What? No!”
“That’s reassuring. Go on.”

Rolling onto his side, Remus sighed. “I think you were a little rash—”
“I knew you were going to fucking say that—”
“I wouldn’t have to say it if you had honestly thought this through.” Remus muttered. “You’ve
probably heard this all already, so there’s no use in beating a dead horse.”
“I wanted to sing the song I wrote for my boyfriend!”
Remus had to bite back the grin threatening to break out over his face, his heart warm and his
limbs tingled. “Boyfriend, hm? I like the sound of that.”
“Yes, well,” Sirius murmured, suddenly shy. “The song is brilliant and beautiful. It needed the
world to hear it.”
“I agree,” Remus nodded. “I loved it.” And he did, even though it made him cry. It had touched a
part of Remus that he didn’t know he even had. A part that felt heavy and warm ever since.
“Well, I love you, so I suppose we’re even.” Sirius told him.
“Yeah, about that,” Remus couldn’t keep the smile off of his face despite the fact that this was a
serious (no pun intended) conversation. “You couldn’t tell me like a normal person? It had to be
sung to the entire world?”
“Since shouting it from the rooftops seems rude, yes. I had to.” Sirius hummed. “I’m not sorry.”
“Of course you’re not.”
“Were you embarrassed?” The sound of Sirius closing a door echoed throughout the speaker, “I
imagine that you were. Once you realized exactly what I was saying.”
“That you’re in love with me, and you can’t believe how wonderful I am, and you want us to grow
old together? Why would I be embarrassed that you admitted that in front of millions of people?
I’m just relieved that we were seated in a balcony.” Remus shifted again, nuzzling deeply into
his pillows, kicking his feet underneath his duvet. “I wasn’t embarrassed. I was overwhelmed.”
“Yes, Peter told me you cried,” Sirius stated.
Of course Peter told him that. Why wouldn’t Peter tell him that? It sounded like something a rat
like him would do. Remus owed Peter a punch to the face.
“No!”
“I’m sorry it did that.”
“You could have just told me to my face Sirius. Or sung it to me specifically, but I do agree it’s a
beautiful song that needed to be heard. And –” Remus worried his lower lip, “I’m not ready to
say it back yet.”
“Yet,” Sirius suddenly sound cheerful, “you said yet.”
Remus felt his face heat up, “Yeah, I did.”
“You’re blushing now, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“You’re a shite liar.”
“Shut up.”
“So your prom is coming up.” Sirius took pity on him and changed the topic. “Reg has a tuxedo
he wants you to try on, if you’re available to get to our place this weekend. I won’t be in town.”
“Where are you now?” Remus asked curiously.
“London.” Sirius yawned again.
“Wait.” Remus sat up, “it’s almost four in the morning over there. Why are you up?”
“I’ve too many things on my mind, darling.” Sirius mumbled.
“Go to sleep!”
“Stay on the line with me until I do?”
“Of course.”
“I love you.”
“I care about you too, Sirius.”
Call disconnected at 12:42AM.
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Lily fidgeted as Peter carefully applied her makeup in her family’s living room. It felt almost like
déjà vu, the entire prom idea was concocted here. And now it was prom and they were back to
where they started in December.
“Unless you want me to poke your eye out, I suggest you stay still.” Peter chastised.
Lily groaned, “It itches!”
“I swear to God, Lily.” Peter huffed.
Remus was fully dressed with his hair perfectly coiffed. His mother had to work that night so she
was expecting the Evans’ to take lots of photos for her. He was playing on his phone, in a
perfectly fitted tux that was latest in the BLAK line. Peter was wearing the same tuxedo, but it
looked different on him. Currently though he was without the jacket as he finished Lily’s hair and
makeup.
Lily’s mom was fluttering about, taking candid photos of the trio as they finished getting ready.
“This green dress looks amazing.” Peter commented as he finished Lily with setting spray.
“Done. Let’s get some pictures together before I have to go pick up Mary. We’ve gotta get a
sexy one of you, Lily, for James.”
Lily looked stunning, the green of the dress brought out her eyes, and the pearls in her ears and
hair made her seem like an old school Hollywood femme fatal.
“Get together!” Mrs. Evans grinned while taking even more pictures. Lily had been adamant
about not taking any photos with Severus. She had said yes to him because they had grown up
together and she liked him well enough as a friend, especially since going with either Remus or
Peter was not an option. Remus and Peter both thought he was a jackass and typically avoided
him like the plague.
“Sirius said he’s five minutes away,” Remus told them, “He’s going to want pictures for his
official and unofficial pages.”
“I’ll leave when you guys do to get Mary.” Peter stated while checking his hair in the hallway
mirror.
“I can’t believe it’s already prom. Next is graduation!” Lily’s perfectly glossed lower lip trembled.
“Don’t you dare cry!” Peter told her.
The doorbell rang as Remus paused to take a selfie.

Sirius looked amazing in a suit. They had all seen him on TV and on magazine covers dressed
to the nines. In person was completely different. The three teenagers in the living room paused
to stare at him. He grinned widely at them.
“Good evening. Lily, you never told me how lovely and beautiful your mother is.” He gave Mrs.
Evans a charming smile. “You’re stunning Mrs. Evans. Have you thought of modeling before?”
Lily rolled her eyes while her mother appeared flustered.
“Wow Lily, you do look ravishing,” Sirius said as he eyed her from head to toe. Pleased when
she blushed. His gaze turned to Peter, “you clean up well, you can pass for handsome Pete.”
Peter scoffed but there was a smile forming on his mouth, “please. Lay on that flattery, I can use
it.”
Sirius’ storm cloud eyes moved over to Remus, pupils dilating slightly. Remus felt his face flush
and his stomach tightened. He had this feeling that they weren’t going to be at the dance for
long.
“Pictures!” Mrs. Evans gushed as the four posed together.
Sirius autographed his last album for Mrs. Evans before he, Remus, and Peter finally escaped
the Evans household.
“Well, I’ll see you guys in a bit. I’m going to pick up Mary.” Peter said as he spied Severus’ old
Continental pull up on the curb.
Remus frowned at the car, but then spotted the sleek black Audi parked across the street. “No
Gideon or Fabian?”
“Oh they’re around,” Sirius smiled, “I always have a bodyguard.”
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The hall that the school rented to do prom was small, but their senior class was small as well so
it didn’t matter much. It was an excuse to dress up and dance.
Sirius, of course, caused a lot of teenagers to turn their heads to get a better look at him.
“Dude,” Frank came up to Remus after he and Sirius had their professional prom photo done. “I
can’t believe it!”
Alice was right behind him, equally excited.
Remus took an amused step back as Sirius took selfies and group photos. His performer’s smile
fixed on his face and a kind word on his lips. After the teenagers left, the adults began to shyly
approach him. Teachers and administrators alike.
“I’m glad we got that out of the way,” Sirius nodded as they took their seat at the same table as
Alice and Frank.
Dorcas and Benji took their seats as well.
The round table sat ten and the other four seats were for Peter and Lily and their respective
dates.
Try as hard as they could to reign it in, everyone wanted a piece of Sirius. Remus spoke to Benji
the entire time, until his two best friends arrived.
Prom was as one would expect it to be. Everyone hanging out with their particular clicks. People
dancing and teachers making sure there was no inappropriate touching. There were a lot of
pictures being taken and videos being recorded. It was a little anticlimactic to be honest.
Around 11PM Sirius tapped Remus’ foot with his own under the table. They had just sat down
from dancing together, drinking water and laughing at something Alice was saying. He quirked
an eyebrow at Remus and subtly shifted towards the exit.
Remus nodded and turned to say his goodbyes.
“Did you have a good time?” Sirius asked as they left the main room.
Remus shrugged, “yeah, it was nice. I liked being here with you.”
“I’ve never gone to a school dance before,” Sirius told him, they were walking so close that their
hands were brushing. “I’m glad I came to prom with you.”
They escaped unnoticed, and Sirius let out a breath as they made it back to his car. “Where to
now?”
“My place?” Remus suggested.
Sirius suppressed a grin but nodded. “I do like the way you think, Lupin. Though isn’t sex on
prom night terribly cliché?”
As he asked he was already putting the car into drive and heading towards the direction of
Remus’ house.
“Oh, you can just drop me off then.” Remus shrugged, making sure to keep his face turned
towards the passenger’s side window to hide the amused grin.
Sirius laughed.
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They drove in a comfortable silence, Sirius occasionally breaking it with low humming. They
parked on the curb in front of Remus’ house. The street was quiet and Sirius stretched before
turning off the car.
“We should order takeaway if there’s a place still open,” Sirius stated, “I don’t think that dinner
was enough I’m star—”
“I love you.”
Remus felt his face heat up as the words bubbled out of him. He hadn’t meant to say them, they
had slipped out. Yet now that they were out in the air he could say that they were true. Remus
loved him. Sirius stared at him, mouth still open as his sentence died off.
Slowly, a large smile began to take over Sirius’ face. “Really?”
Even in the darkness of the parked car his eyes were bright.
Remus leaned forward across the center console and placed a soft kiss to Sirius’ mouth.
“Really.”
“Well of course you love me,” Sirius’ happy smile ruined his usual bravado.
Remus rolled his eyes, “I think the only reason why I do is because I’m a martyr and am saving
others from you.”
“You’re so cruel.”
“It’s the truth,” Remus sat back to get a good look at Sirius. “I don’t think anyone else would be
able to really handle you.”
“Say it again?” Sirius asked, shifting in his seat. He reached forward and laced their fingers
together, bringing Remus’ knuckles up to his lips.
Remus chuckled, “I love you.”

Chapter 13: The Future
"So, we've been together for a while now," Sirius shuffled nervously on his feet where he stood
before the stove in the kitchen.
Remus was sitting on a bar stool, watching his long-term boyfriend fidget with a frown on his
face. Spread out before him were papers he had been in the middle of grading. It was a
Wednesday night and Remus had decided to just spend the week in Sirius' apartment. It was
easier than making the commute back to New Jersey. "Roughly five years, yes."
Five years with Sirius had been an adventure. He flew Remus out to Rome on his birthday, and
they had spent holidays in Japan and England respectively before. Remus still lived at home,
but he was currently looking for an apartment closer to work. He was a teacher at a private
school in the city, but he made extra money on the side modeling for Regulus on occasion. He
tried not to think of the billboard in Time Square for BLAK with his face on it.
Sirius nodded, "yes, well I was just wondering. You can always say no, I won't take any offense
if you do."
What exactly was Sirius trying to ask?
"What're you trying to ask?" Remus gave him a puzzled look, caution bells were going off on his
head. Was Sirius going to attempt to propose? James and Lily just became engaged a few
months ago, and Remus knew how competitive the James and Sirius were against each other.
Remus not ready for marriage.
"Well," Sirius ran a hand through his hair. It was shorter than it had ever been, usually kept
neatly combed. His gray eyes flashed over to the stove top where he was making Bolognese,
before flitting back to Remus. "I was wondering if you'd like to move in with me."
"Oh," Remus put his red pen down. "Yeah, of course."
"Yeah?"
"Of course."
They smiled at one another before Remus hopped off of the stool and made his way to Sirius'
side, sharing a soft kiss with him.
Sirius turned off the heat of the stove and placed the pan onto a different burner. "I'm relieved
you said yes. I mean, I know I said it'd be okay otherwise but –" He shrugged. A rejection would
definitely not have been okay.
"Sirius, I'm always here." Remus pointed out, "Although we'd have to work out the details. I
mean, you own this place, but how would we separate utilities? And don't start arguing with me,
I don't want to feel like a leech."
Sirius leered up at him. It was an expression Remus only knew too well, this was Sirius'
mischievous look whenever he wanted something other than vanilla sex. "Darling, you can
always walk around dressed as a cabana boy, if you truly want to pull your weight."
It was scary how Remus knew that he was only half joking.
Remus snorted and rolled his eyes, "I only wore the lace underwear because it was your
birthday. I'm not the one with the panty fetish."
"But you look so good in them," Sirius grinned brightly. "I'm planning on buying you another pair.
And imagine, you'll be living here now, so we can do that as much as we want."
"You're such a freak," Remus shook his head, an answering grin on his own face. "You're lucky
that I love you."
"Oh, I'm quite aware." Sirius beamed before reaching up and dragging Remus down for another
kiss. "Let's go celebrate that you said yes."
Remus glanced over at the Bolognese, "but you've already made dinner."
The bark of laughter he received was worth acting dumb about it. "Don't play coy, Lupin."
Remus grinned happily as he allowed himself to be dragged upstairs to the bedroom. Dinner
and his papers could wait an hour.
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Sirius (10:00 AM): Almost at your mum's house! Be there in 20.
Remus (10:05 AM): That's good, I'm almost done packing.
Sirius (10:07 AM): How's Hope taking this?
Sirius (10:08 AM): I worry about her alone in that house. Maybe we should ask her to move in
with us.
Remus (10:09 AM): She'll be fine Si.

Remus (10:10 AM): I do not want to have to worry about my mom hearing us when you decide
you want to have kinky sex. She'll be fine, we'll visit her often. It's not like she'll be far.
Sirius (10:12 AM): Mr. Lupin doth protest too much.
Remus (10:14 AM): Please don't misquote things to me like that. You know how it makes me
feel.
Sirius (10:15AM): ;D
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"Are you sure about this?" Hope asked for maybe the sixth time within the hour.
"Mom," Remus grinned widely, "we've talked about this. I'm twenty-three and I've been offered
some great opportunities that most people my age don't receive. The fact that Sirius wants me
to move in with him will make things easier for me."
He didn't mention how much he wanted to live with Sirius too. To have the ability to wake up
next to him every day. To kiss Sirius in the comfort of their own home, to have fought in person
instead of in phone calls or texts, to enjoy the perks of makeup sex immediately after instead of
waiting weeks for it.
"I know," Hope sighed. "It's just, you're both so young. You've so much to enjoy, and he's only
home a few months out of the year. Are you truly sure about this?"
"Regulus lives there too," Remus pointed out, "it's not that I'll be alone."
"Remus, I just want what's best for you," Hope frowned. Sirius had told Remus before that
whenever his mother made that face it made Sirius want to squeeze her. It was a cute pout that
Remus was sure Sirius tried to have him make as often as possible.
"Mom, I've done the commute for the last five years." Just as long as it took for him to get his
master's degree and find a job. "Sirius and I have been together since we were eighteen, it's not
perfect but it works for us."
He didn't want to point out that Lily and James were just as young as he was and were engaged
to be married within the next year. She would just point out that Peter was out there exploring
the world of fashion and having the time of his life while he was youthful enough to enjoy it,
oftentimes with Regulus as his wingman. Remus would then state that Marlene was already
married to a wealthy businessman and pregnant with their first child. Everyone lived their lives
differently, there was no need to compare apples to oranges.
Although Remus honestly didn't want marriage or children any time soon. If at all.
Sirius and he had agreed to move him in during Spring Break, it was a week off for Remus and
it was easier for him.
It's not as if he were packing up his entire bedroom, just the essentials such as his clothes,
some books, and anything of importance that hadn't made its way over to the apartment on 79th
street sometime within the last five years.
"Okay," Hope gave in at last, "Just remember that you'll always be welcomed back home."
Remus didn't take offense with his mother being worried that he and Sirius wouldn't work out
with living with each other. He just knew that she loved him and wanted only the best for him.
Remus couldn't help but smile warmly down at his mother. She was worried about him, she
always was. She loved him and he loved her just as fiercely, but the truth was that Remus had
managed to land a decent teacher position in the city and was offered a place closer to live
while he worked on earning his Ed.D.
He only had three boxes packed before deciding that he was done. Remus rolled his eyes at
himself. Three boxes that contained almost all of his belongings from his childhood bedroom.
It wasn't as if he were going very far, and it wasn't as if he wasn't ever going to come back. But
something about this felt odd. Bittersweet almost. And very exciting.
The stars that no longer glowed on the ceiling caught his eye and Remus huffed a sigh before
reaching up and gently peeling them all down.
Notes:
The glow in the dark stars symbolize childhood. By taking them down Remus is finally willing to
grow up.
Chapter 14: THE DUE DATE
Group Chat Created

Hola Bitches
Lily (2:45PM): So who’s not busy?
Peter (2:50PM): If this is more wedding talk count me out. I can’t even anymore, Red. Bad
enough I’m helping design the dress.
Lily (2:51PM): No wedding talk. Well, not really. James and I might postpone the wedding.
Peter (2:55PM): What?! WHY????
Lily (3:00PM): Because!
Lily (3:03PM): God, you know, I didn’t think I’d be this nervous over text. That’s why I opted to
text instead of calling you guys.
Peter (3:12PM): Did you and James break up?
Lily (3:14PM): NO!
Remus (3:20PM): I get out of work to see this on my phone. What’s going on? Why is the
wedding being postponed? Why is Sirius blowing up my phone? Did something happen????
Peter (3:30PM): Stop with the silent treatment Red!
Lily (3:35PM): I’m pregnant.
Peter (4:00PM): HOLY SHIT
Lily (4:01PM): Yeah.
Peter (4:02PM): Girl, I thought you were crazy for getting married. But a baby!!!
Remus (4:03PM): I think Peter’s trying to say congratulations but he’s too much of a dick to say
it nicely?
Lily (4:05PM): He’s not wrong. Fuck man. We’re only 24!
Remus (4:09PM): Speak for yourself, P and I are 23.

Lily (4:10PM): That’s not the point!
Peter (4:12PM): Have you told your parents yet?
Lily (4:15PM): No, James called Sirius as soon as I told him. He’s still on the phone with him. I
opted for a group chat because I’m not playing favorites, I love you both equally.
Peter (4:19PM): Maybe, but let’s be honest. If James weren’t in the picture you’d marry Remus.
Remus (4:20PM): This is true.
Lily (4:23PM): What the fuck are we going to do? I was going to start my master’s program in
the fall and James just got into med school.
Peter (4:26PM): You do realize that we live in a first world country and you can go to a clinic to
get this taken care of if you’re not ready?
Remus (4:27PM): JFC P. Stop talking. L, I think what he's trying to ask is – do you want this
baby?
Remus (4:28PM): I know this wasn’t what you planned. Life doesn’t go by plans though, do you
want to keep this baby?
Lily (4:32PM): I think I do. Idk about James though.
Peter (4:33PM): Fuck that bitch, if he doesn’t want to stick by you then we’re getting married
and I’ll help you out.
Remus (4:34PM): What he said.
Peter (4:35PM): We’ll be your brother-husbands.
Lily (4:38PM): Thanks guys.
Remus (4:40PM): So when are you due?
Lily (4:42PM): My GYN says probably in late July or early August.
Peter (4:45PM): So around when the wedding would’ve been.
Lily (4:46PM): Yep.
Lily (4:47PM): I’ll ttyl, James finally got off the phone. We’re gonna talk.
Remus (4:50PM): God speed.
Peter (4:51PM): We love you!
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Remus glanced up from his phone as he watched Sirius walk into their bedroom and practically
flop on top of him.
“Good talk?” He asked while running his hands through Sirius’ ink black hair. It was always so
amazingly soft, Remus could probably pet his hair forever if Sirius would let him.
“Blegh,” Sirius groaned into his chest, leaving behind a hot damp spot, “talked that tosser down
from the ledge. Called me crying like a prat, terrified. Had to call him out on his shit and told him
to nut up because what he was doing was not chill.”
Remus rolled his eyes, “how are you two even friends when you talk to him like that?”
“Like he’s any better,” Sirius grunted before rolling off of Remus and staring up at the ceiling of
their bedroom. “We should put a mirror up there.”
“If only people knew what a kinky bastard you really are.” Remus sighed and settled back down,
also staring at the ceiling. “Lily’s scared too.”
“That’s what I told James,” Sirius’ hand found Remus’ and linked their fingers together, “told him
that if he thought he was fucked, imagine Lily. She has a person growing inside of her. Told him
that he’s a bloke, he could just leave, and she’s the one who would be stuck with this mess. He
got angry with me then. Began this tangent on how he would never abandon Lily or their unborn
sprog. So I said that he needed to get his shit together and stop being a bitch. He went on to
say how Lily wants to hold off on their wedding, how they won’t be married when this thing is
born. If he were here I would have hit him. Its 2014, they don’t need to be married, to hell with
what their parents think. They’re adults, they’re engaged anyways. Who cares if things are a
little arsed backwards? ”
Remus shook his head but squeezed Sirius’ fingers, “maybe we should get a mirror up there.”
“Right? Imagine how good we’d look.” Sirius smiled briefly before letting out a tired sigh. “So I’m
pretty sure that I’m going to be a godfather before the end of this year.”
“Who says that I won’t be the godfather?” Remus glanced over at Sirius, smiling widely when he
realized his boyfriend had been paying attention to him the entire time. Gray eyes traced over
his face.
Sirius scoffed, then gave him a thoughtful look. “Maybe we can both be the godfather?”
“Would that even be allowed?” Remus asked.
Sirius shrugged, “who bloody cares?”
“Pretty sure the church does.”
“What do you want to do for dinner?”
“Thai?”
“Okay.”
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Harry James Potter was born late evening on July 31, 2014. He was 19 inches long and 6
pounds 2 ounces. He came out with a shock of black hair which already proved just how much
like his father he was going to look like.
James cried during the delivery. Lily laughed and then also cried as soon as she got to hold her
son for the first time, placing him on her chest and keeping a hand resting lightly on his tiny
back.
Sirius and Remus went and saw the family once they were home and settled. Not the least bit
surprised when Mrs. Potter opted to stay with the young couple during the first few weeks of
Harry’s life. Teaching both her son and future daughter-in-law how to deal with a newborn and
letting them rest when they needed it.
Lily decided to put off on her masters, but she pushed for James to continue onward to med
school, claiming that the sooner they were making more money the better off they would be.
Never mind the fact that James had a large trust fund that the two tried not to use. Only, they
did use a little bit of it to get a house in Long Island and a car to replace Lily’s beat up old van.
But Lily was adamant to put the rest of it away, because they’re going to more than likely need it
for Harry as he was growing up.
Sirius smiled sweetly down at baby Harry as he rocked him, gently patting his back to get the
baby to burp while the rest of the adults surrounding him talked to each other about random
things. Sirius wasn’t really paying much attention. Lily had given him a bottle and a burp cloth
and he had been busy feeding Harry since.
He inhaled the sweet smell of formula, baby lotion, and something that was distinctly Harry. The
soft smell that kept him calm and happy. He loved this tiny person and he barely even knew
him.
Remus decided to sit on the couch beside him, half paying attention to Lily and Regulus in the
kitchen.
“He’s so tiny,” Remus speculated. Remus had only held the baby once, too scared to do so
without supervision. Harry was barely bigger than Remus’ hand.
“He is,” Sirius hummed in agreement. “I want one.”
“You want children?”
It wasn’t something they’ve ever discussed. They had only been living with each other for a few
months now, still figuring out how to co-habitat.
Sirius nodded, “eventually.”
Eventually sounded like a long ways, and Remus was perfectly okay with that.
Chapter 15: THE RELEASE DATE
Insight on Sirius Black's Love Life? Gilderoy Lockhart Tells All!
Updated: December 4 – 10:01 AM
MANHATTAN, NY – Supermodel Gilderoy Lockhart, 24, has just released a tell all book on his
experiences as a male model in the business, his branching out into acting, and of course, his
sordid affairs.
Included in this book is an entire chapter dedicated to our own Sirius Black, 28. Black came out
when he was 18 at a charity event for LGBT+ youths with a song about him falling in love with
another man. Although the mystery man had never been revealed, Black's love life has always
been one for speculation. At 28 he's a sought out bachelor who is very private about his love
and sex life. If he has dated it's been a well kept secret throughout the years.
Will Lockhart's book give us an inside glance of what Black does so well keeping behind closed
doors?
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Remus (1:45PM): <link>
Sirius (1:45PM): Minnie just pulled me aside and told me. I'm suing this arsehole for slander.
Remus (1:47PM): I went to Barnes and Noble to find this alleged chapter. Remember your
birthday last year?
Sirius (1:48PM): The night where I got you on a sex swing and had you begging all night? That's
some of my best wank material.
Remus (1:49PM): Aside from the fact that we should really do that again. This is when you
supposedly slept with him.
Sirius (1:50PM): Wait. Wasn't that when Reg threw that huge af party and Lockhart hit on you
the entire time we were there?
Remus (1:52PM): Yes.

Sirius (1:53PM): Yes, I remember how angry I was when he dared pull that shit. Minnie says I
should fly back into NY tonight. Do a press conference after we call Lockhart out on his bullshit.
Remus (1:54PM): Does it really matter? I know you didn't sleep with him.
Sirius (1:55PM): Remus I'm faithful. I don't want that image ruined.
Remus (1:56PM): Considering the world thinks you're single, you don't have to worry from that.
Sirius stared down at his phone, irritation building up in his chest.
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They had been together for nearly a decade now. They had been living together for half of that.
Sirius Black was utterly devoted and in love with Remus Lupin. He'd write it in the stars if he
could. Hell, the song he wrote for Remus was still one of the best love ballads to date, but their
relationship was still very private.
Originally it has been because Remus had asked Sirius to prom and Sirius hadn't wanted to
jeopardize anything by them coming out, it would've made the entire prom ordeal appear fake.
Which it wasn't. Agreeing to go to prom with Remus was one of the best decisions Sirius had
ever made.
When Remus was a model for the BLAK brand, it would have been easier. But neither of them
really wanted Remus in the public. Not when he was going to school and only modeling to earn
money to pay off his loans. His contract had been a short one.
Then Remus became a teacher and they were dubious about releasing a statement.
He knew that Remus knew he was faithful. Especially since Lockhart had chosen his birthday as
the date for their false tryst. That night had been memorable, but not because of Lockhart.
They hadn't spoken of coming out as a couple in years. Remus had shrugged the last time it
was mentioned and stated that if there were photos of them together out there and people
figured it out then that was good for them. The problem was that there was always someone
else around or they never truly got to be together unless they were at home. There were a few
photos of them out at lunch or dinner dates. But Sirius had the equal amount of pictures with his
brother, James, Marlene and even Peter.
Sirius resisted the urge to scream and texted someone who would be able to tell him how it was
without being bitchy.
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Sirius (2:00PM): Hallo from Australia.
James (2:03PM): Read the article?
Sirius (2:04PM): Yeah and Remus is livid.
James (2:04PM): Trust me, I know. He's on the phone with Lily now. Never even knew that he
was capable of being angry.
Sirius (2:05PM): Idk what he wants from me?
James (2:07PM): I gathered. He's going back and forth about it with Lil. I think you should tell
the world about the two of you.
Sirius (2:07PM): It's really no one's business. The world can sod itself.
James (2:08PM): Mature.
Sirius (2:09PM): Fatherhood has changed you.
James (2:10PM): Stfu.
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It took Sirius 24 hours to get back to New York. By the time he got home he was exhausted. He
left his luggage by the door and stripped his way towards the master bedroom. He showered,
put on pajamas, and crashed. Enjoying the way the sheets smelled of Remus.
It was the next morning by the time he woke up. The smell of coffee heavy in the air. The spot
beside him still slightly warm.
Sirius grabbed his phone from his nightstand and checked his emails before doing his usual
morning routine, opting to stay in his lounge wear than get dressed.
"Hey," He greeted Remus with a sweet kiss.
"Slept well?" Remus asked, his mouth doing that amused tilt that drove Sirius bonkers. It made
him kiss Remus again.
"I didn't even notice you come to bed." Sirius stretched."Is that my coffee?"
Remus slid the cup over to him easily.
"So, I have an idea." Sirius worried his lower lip as he eyed his boyfriend. "Feel free to say no."
Remus arched a brow,"Go on."
"Well, I was wondering -" Sirius shook his head,"No. That's not how I want to say it. I want you
to be in my next I.G update. I want us to come out as a couple."
"Oh," Remus gave Sirius a calculating look. Damn he was sexy when he had that expression on
his face. "What does Minerva think of this?"
This question made Sirius chuckle. "She actually is aware of it. I don't keep everything from her,
Re."
"Just checking. I don't want to be responsible for giving that woman a stroke," Remus
grinned."When do you want to do this?"
"Now," Sirius worried his lower lip again. "At the kitchen table? Let me go get my good camera."
Remus grabbed him before he could leave the room, "I know you enjoy your privacy. Are you
sure you want to do this?"
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Re, I love you. Yeah I like my privacy but I'm not hiding you anymore.
Now sit your sexy arse down, I'll be right back."
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The Real Sirius Black posted a new vid! Watch.
Sirius grinned brightly at the camera, gently nudging the quiet man next to him.
They were seated at a wooden table, the open concept kitchen visible behind them. Bright
sunlight streaming in from the windows and recess lighting beamed down on them. They both
has black mugs in front of them and were wearing plain t-shirts.
"Hello my loves, I'm sure you've all heard about Gilderoy Lockhart's debut publication. I'm here
to set the record straight." Sirius paused with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Well, not
exactly straight-"
"Si," the other man rolled his eyes. He was handsome, but in a way different from Sirius. If
Sirius were blacks and silvers, the man was browns and golds. They complimented each other
nicely.
"Right," Sirius smiled at the man before glancing back at the camera. "This is Remus. He's been
my boyfriend for nine years now. Say hi Re."
Remus rolled his amber eyes but his mouth slanted into a half grin, "Hello."
"I'm sure they're pleased to meet you," Sirius shot him a look and grinned. "Lockhart wrote how
he and I did the deed last November. But, see, the night he chose to write about would've been
impossible because I can't be at two places at once!"
Remus huffed in amusement. He turned his intense gaze to the camera, "Sirius was with me
that night. It was his birthday."
"And what a wonderful birthday it was!" Sirius cut in cheekily. Enjoying how his boyfriends ears
pinkened. "So don't be surprised if Lockhart's books are pulled and edited. I won't sit here and
let him slander me. I'm quite peeved."
"That's a tame way of putting it," Remus said as he shook his head. Tawny curls bouncing with
the movement.
"I get to come home to you, Re. Why would I need that ickle Lockhart?" Sirius wrapped his arms
around Remus' shoulders. "Isn't he lovely? I'd die to care for him."
The quote earned him a groan, "Please stop."
"He's so cute and shy!" Sirius planted a wet kiss on Remus' temple and laughed at the face his
boyfriend made. He settled back into his chair a minute later and ran a hand through his hair.
"I've tried to keep a lot of my personal life private. Honestly we've discussed coming out to the
world as a couple for years and it just wasn't ever the right time. Well, there's never going to be
a right time. So I'm telling you guys now. Remus is my forever person, my soulmate. I'd only be
so lucky to spend the rest of my life with him."
Remus' look of pure adoration was almost unbearable.
"Also, for the record," Sirius looked straight at the camera. "The song 'Animal' was about this
bloke here."
"I love that song."
"Yes, I know. We'll my lovelies it is time I bid you farewell and I shall update soon! Say bye
Remus."
"Bye Remus," Remus offered a sheepish wave.
Sirius waved as well and turned to give Remus a sweet kiss on the jaw as the video ended.
Chapter 16: THE BIRTHDATE
It was Sirius' 27th birthday. This was the only reason why Remus didn't put up much of a fight.
Remus rubbed his eyes. They had to get ready for the party Regulus was formally throwing for
Sirius at the penthouse he had moved into months ago. Remus knows that they were only going
to be afforded a little leeway with being late, but not that much. Regulus wasn't very forgiving of
tardiness.
"Fine. Just let me get ready." Remus took the small box from Sirius' elegant hands, along with
the simple cotton panties Sirius had procured from somewhere. Sirius and his fucking panty
fetish.
It wasn't the only kink Remus' boyfriend had. He spied the sex swing he and Sirius had
assembled together the day before, at the edge of their large bedroom. He knew at the end of
the night he was going to end up on it. His amber eyes went up toward their bedroom ceiling to
the mirror that was above their bed.
The shit he allowed Sirius to talk him into.
Remus Lupin honestly didn't think of much beyond vanilla sex. The occasional different position
or maybe somewhere not their bedroom (like the living room or the den) was exciting enough for
him. It was Sirius Black who enjoyed bringing toys into their play. Not that Remus could
complain.
He stared down at the box in his hands. Or more specifically the plug that was inside the box.
The black silicone plug wasn't huge, only 4 inches long, but the bulb had a 4.25 inch
circumference, and Remus knew that's where his downfall was going to lie. The box claimed it
was a remote controlled vibrating butt plug. Multiple settings and vibrations for maximum
pleasure. It also guaranteed to be extra quiet, which Remus was grateful for. The last thing he
needed was for loud buzzing to be heard from his ass. Sirius had already taken the remote out
and had it somewhere on his person.
Plugs weren't anything new for Remus. No, what caused him to have some apprehension was
the fact that it was remote controlled. Sirius could bring him to the brink at any given moment
throughout the party. But this was Remus' gift to Sirius. He was going to man up and do this
damn it.
The panties were cotton in the front but sheer lace at the ass. Remus rolled his eyes at them.
Whatever, this was going to happen.
He took a water enema kit out from under his bathroom sink. Laid a towel on the bathroom floor
and began to prep himself before he took a shower. This was going to be some work before
getting to the good part at the end of the night.
By the time Remus was out of the bathroom he had the plug in and the panties on, trying his
best to tuck his cock into the small piece of cotton and not move too much. The bulb of the plug
pressed relentlessly against his prostate. There were endless tingles going down his legs and
up hist spine, and he was already half hard.
Sirius was in their room, trying to decide between two shirts. He gave Remus a once over. Eyes
lingering on his crotch. He licked his lips,"how's it feel?"
"Intrusive," Remus muttered. Gingerly bending to put his too tight jeans on. Sirius had been
adamant about his outfit too. Fuck this was going to be a long night.
"Well, let's check the settings." Sirius gave him a wicked look before the vibrator was suddenly
on high, and Remus shook and leaned heavily against their dresser.
"Oh my God!" Remus had his eyes squeeze shut and his mouth open. "Ah! Ah!"
"Too much?" Sirius asked, voice low and in a tone that told Remus exactly how turned on he
was.
"Yes!" Remus threw his head back as his body curled forward. His cock was leaking and his
hands and knees shook as he tried to keep himself upright
Suddenly the onslaught stopped and Remus was left panting for breath.
"Let's try a lower setting," Sirius' voice was closer. Remus hadn't even realized that he had
moved.
The lower setting was manageable. Sparks of pleasure still tingle from his fingers to his toes
and his cock was still half hard. But Remus could deal with it.
"Better?" Sirius questioned. His lips ghosted against Remus' collar bone.
Remus nodded before dragging his lover onto a heated kiss. All tongue and teeth.
The plug turned off and Remus could breathe again.

"Let's finish getting ready." Sirius planted one more kiss to the corner of Remus' mouth before
finally deciding on which shirt he was going to wear.
"You made it!" Marlene was the first to greet the pair as they walked into Regulus' home.
Marlene was radiantly beautiful. Her ebony skin flawless, her hair in natural curls that were
picked out, her pregnant belly protruded just enough that it was obvious she was due soon.
"Hey Marls," Sirius gave her a kiss on the cheek and rubbed her belly.
Remus kissed her as well. "You're glowing."
There were several models from the BLAK brand that Remus recognized, and some artist from
Hogwarts Records.
Sirius and Remus had separated to mingle with various people. However, whenever Remus
found himself on his own for a few minutes the plug inside of him would begin to vibrate.
He focused on his breathing as he glared at Sirius, who was on the other side of the massive
living room talking to Minerva. Despite looking as if he were into the conversation, Sirius was
apparently well aware of where Remus was throughout the night.
Remus was having difficulty hiding his erection. He took in a deep breath as he approached the
open bar that Regulus was paying for.
"Can I get a bottle of water?" He asked the bartender. Putting a generous tip in the jar that was
near him.
"Water?" A slim man grinned impishly as he approached Remus from the other side of the bar.
He had a perfectly symmetrical smile, blue eyes wide and hair a platinum blond.
Remus recognized Gilderoy Lockhart. He was a model who signed on after Remus had finished
his contract with BLAK. Hired because his body type was similar to Remus', although Regulus
was always trying to get Remus to come back.
"Is there something wrong with water?" Remus arched a brow. He opened the bottle of Fiji that
was given to him and took a sip.
"Not at all," Gilderoy was disturbingly handsome. "I'm on a constant diet with my job. I'm
assuming you're a model as well?"
"I was, once." Remus shrugged. He hated the way Gilderoy was staring him as if he were a
piece of meat. "Are you with the BLAK brand?" Remus hated small talk. He already knew all
about Gilderoy.
"Yes," Gilderoy nodded enthusiastically. "Just got back from Milan a few nights ago. I'm working
closely with Peter Pettigrew. Have you heard of him?"
Remus almost laughed.
The vibrator suddenly surged and Remus held onto his water bottle tightly. He clenched his
teeth and allowed his eyes to swivel through the crowd in search of Sirius. It was getting difficult
to breathe.
Sirius was speaking with James now. Or he had been. His gray eyes were narrowed in on
Remus and Gilderoy. James was also staring at the two, but with amusement. James tipped his
beer towards Remus in a silent salute.
"I know of Peter." Remus finally managed to stutter out. He shifted from foot to foot and leaned
heavily on the bar top, praying that his hard-on wasn't visible.
Regulus suddenly announced that they would be serving the mini cupcakes and singing happy
birthday, and the vibrations stopped and Remus almost sobbed. This was overwhelming and he
was aching to go home.
Plus, mini cupcakes? Fucking models.
Remus couldn't wait for tomorrow so that he and Sirius could eat the chocolate fudge cake they
had stashed in their fridge. The important loved ones would be over their place tomorrow for
dinner. Remus knew Sirius preferred the privacy and closeness of the small celebration that
was going to occur tomorrow at their home. Where he could get on the floor with Harry and
James and hug Hope within an inch of her life while exchanging quips with Lily and Regulus and
joking with Peter. And, of course, being able to kiss Remus whenever he pleased.
being one of the three in charge of BLAK meant certain things. And that meant showing face at
events and fake laughing with equally fake people.
Remus had barely escaped Gilderoy, who wasn't exactly subtle regarding his advances. He had
just stuffed his third mini cupcake into his mouth when Sirius grabbed him by the elbow, pulling
Remus down to his height.
"We're sneaking out." Sirius whispered directly into his ear. Hot breath causing Remus to shiver.
"And when we get home I expect you to go straight to our room and get naked. Do you
understand?"
Remus felt his face flush as he nodded. "Yes."
"Yes?" Sirius pressed, fingers gripping his elbow tighter.

"Yes sir."
"Good. Go say your goodbyes, I'll be at the car."
Remus stripped down with trembling fingers. He tried to focus on his breathing and not the
steady increase of vibration against his prostate.
"God, look at you." Sirius said from his spot sitting at the end of their bed. "Take your panties off
slowly for me."
Remus did as he was told. The panties were soaking wet in the front with precum, his dick
barely covered by the thin material.
"Get on the swing," Sirius ordered, his eyes dark.
With shaking legs Remus sat down on did as he was told, allowing Sirius to help him place his
feet on the stirrups and bend his legs up towards his ears, leaving Remus wholly exposed.
There wasn't much support. The rope under his neck was no pillow. But he understood
immediately how much easier this was going to be for them when Sirius finally fucked him.
Remus bit his lower lip and held onto the sides of the swing. Hands clutching so hard that his
knuckles were white.
Sirius remained fully dressed, hands skimming Remus' bare skin. "You're so hard for me."
His hand briefly touched Remus' cock. Watching the steady leaking of precum that was pooling
near Remus' belly button.
Remus couldn't form coherent thought, let alone words. His mouth was open with an ongoing
silent scream. He had never orgasmed from strictly prostate play, but damn it if his body wasn't
trying.
"Suck me," Sirius ordered, he was standing near Remus' head. His hard cock out near his jaw.
Remus did his best to oblige. But after a while he couldn't concentrate. He released Sirius with a
wet pop.
"Si, ple-please. Oh fuck. Fuck. Please," Remus couldn't recognize his own voice if he tried. A
drag over his vocals, helplessly loud groans and whimpers.
Sirius leaned forwards and licked at his nipples as he stroked himself with lubed fingers. When
did he get the lube? "Please what Remus?"
"Please, please," Remus begged between his cries and ragged breaths.
"Tell me what you want." Sirius' voice was hard and clipped. And it took all of Remus' willpower
to stare up at him. Sirius' eyes were black, focused intently on him.
"For-for you to-to fuck me," Remus gasped. The crest of an orgasm right there. Right within
grasp. "I think - I think I'm going to cum."
"You think?" Sirius arched a dark brow. When did he take his shirt off?
"I - I think-" Remus' sentence was cut off as a powerful orgasm swept through him. His head
snapped back and his body convulsed in the swing as an intense heat spread throughout his
body. Hips jerking and muscles tightening. Strips of cum painting his belly and chest. Incoherent
words and mumblings escaping him, and he began to drool as it kept going.
"Holy shit," Sirius gasped in awe. The vibrator turned off abruptly and was slowly removed from
Remus' still clenching hole. "Are you alright?"
It took several minutes for Remus to respond. He was gasping and twitching when he managed
to nod. "Yeah."
Sirius leaned forward to kiss him. A gentle touch of tongues. A lazy drag of his hands on
Remus' body. "May I still fuck you?"
Remus stared at himself in the mirror above. He looked like a Marinette, limp with strings
tugging for him to keep going. "I don't know if I can handle it."
Sirius chuckled, "tell me if it's too much."
"Just don't touch me," Remus gasped as Sirius entered him without pause, he was sure that his
hole was gapping, he felt uncomfortably stretched. "I don't think I can cum again."
Sirius pulled at him with the sides of the swing. "Don't worry darling. I've got it."
And then he was really going at it. Giving it to Remus hard and fast. Going deep and grinding
mercilessly. Rubbing against Remus' already sensitive prostate.
"Oh my God!" Remus sobbed. His face screwed into a pleasurable grimace.
If this was death then Remus didn't mind dying. It only took several minutes until Sirius was
cumming, blunt nails dragged down Remus' ribs as Sirius snarled his way through it. Remus
could feel it leaking out of him once Sirius pulled out.
"Jesus," Sirius finally said after several beats. He ran a hand through his hair. "I didn't think I
was going to last even that long. Come on, let's get you down."
Sirius laughed once he realized that Remus couldn't use his legs. Remus was half unconscious
by the time Sirius laid him down and cleaned him up.
"Happy birthday," Remus slurred.
"I love you." Sirius murmured into his temple right before Remus drifted off.
Chapter 17: THE LAST DATE
Sirius (9:02AM): Aren’t you too hold for cat memes?
Regulus (9:03AM): Shut your ugly face.
Regulus (9:04AM): BTW it’s done. Come and get it.
Sirius (9:05AM): owiujgiaewhrsbighmalksdbh!!!!! OMW!!!!
Regulus (9:07AM): Sometimes you’re so gay that it hurts.
Sirius (9:09AM): BASK IN THE QUEERNESS OF ME!
Regulus (9:10AM): You’re ridiculous.
Sirius (9:11AM): Nah, I’m Sirius.
Regulus (9:13AM): Please. Don’t.
Sirius (9:15AM): THIS TRAIN IS GOING SO SLOW!!!!
Regulus (9:16AM): WHY ARE YOU TAKING A TRAIN WHEN YOU HAVE DRIVERS?!
Sirius (9:18AM): STOP YELLING AT ME!
Regulus (9:19AM): You do this shit on purpose. You enjoy raising my blood pressure. I’m too
young for this stress.
Sirius (9:22AM): Fans like seeing pics of me doing regular things. Grocery shopping, clothes
shopping, taking the train, etc. They like to be able to relate to me.
Regulus (9:23AM): Your net worth is 843 million. They’ll never be able to relate.
Sirius (9:26AM): You’re such a classist snob.
Regulus (9:30AM): Just because you enjoy slumming it doesn’t mean that you’re not too.
Sirius (9:31AM): I’m going to punch you in the face when I see you.
Regulus (9:32AM): I won’t even press charges, I’ll just throw away what you commissioned me
for. That’ll hurt you more. I’ll have it melted down into nothing.
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Sirius (9:35AM): You enjoy my suffering.
Regulus (9:37AM): Don’t fuck with me.
Sirius (10:45AM): Ring
Sirius (10:46AM): It’s done. I’m thinking of giving it to him as his Christmas gift?
Hope (10:50AM): OMG!
Hope (10:51AM): My coworkers are staring at me as I scream my head off.
Hope (10:52AM): I love you so much, you are a son to me, you know that?
Sirius (10:53AM): ILY2!!!!!
Sirius (10:54AM): What do you think of it?
Hope (10:55AM): It’s beautiful.
Hope (10:57AM): I can’t wait to see you two for Christmas dinner!
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Bling
Lily (11:01AM): <img>
Lily (11:00AM): Hope sent me the pic. SINCE SIRIUS DIDN’T.
Sirius (11:03AM): Mind your business, Potter.
James (11:09AM): I can’t even, I’m screaming.

Peter (11:11AM): Good luck man.
Marlene (11:15AM): I call dibs on being your best man.
James (11:16AM): I think the fuck not.
Peter (11:20AM): Bold you to assume Remus would say yes.
Lily (11:21AM): JFC Peter!
Peter (11:23AM): Just saying.
Sirius (11:29AM): OMG. WHAT IF HE SAYS NO TO ME!
Sirius (11:30AM): I CAN’T HANDLE THE REJECTION!!!!!!!!
Regulus (11:31AM): Nice one Peter.
Peter (11:34AM): Sirius, stop being a little bitch.
Sirius (11:36AM): FUCK YOU PETER!
Peter (11:37AM): Fucking fight me bitch!
Lily (11:38AM): Omfg, how are we all in our 30s?
Marlene (11:40AM): Well, THEY say that Millennials are immature.
James (11:43AM): They?
Marlene (11:44AM): They.
Sirius (11:50AM): FOCUS BACK ON ME HERE! WHAT IF HE SAYS NO???
Lily (11:51AM): What if he does? Will that change how much you love him?
Peter (11:53AM): Damn L, you’ve always been good at this.
Regulus (11:54AM): That’s because you suck at this Peter.
James (11:55AM): My Wifey always knows the right things to ask. She’s got some BDE.
Marlene (11:56AM): Will it Sirius?

Sirius (11:59AM): It’ll hurt.
Lily (12:00PM): That doesn’t answer my question.
Sirius (12:01PM): I love him so much. I guess not?
Lily (12:02PM): Then you‘ve nothing to worry about.
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Ring Ring
Lily (12:45PM): Remus flat out told us that he doesn’t want to get married.
Peter (1:09PM): She’s right.
Marlene (1:25PM): Fuck man.
Regulus (1:27PM): What do you mean he said he doesn’t want to get married?
Peter (1:30PM): Exactly what she said.
James (1:33PM): Should we tell Sirius that?
Regulus (1:35PM): Fuck no.
Lily (1:40PM): I just said that to my darling husband, not a word of this to Sirius! We don’t know
if Remus may change his mind.
Peter (1:41PM): I hope so.
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Remus John Lupin liked to think of himself as relatively smart.
He was observant to small details. And right now, his long-time boyfriend was behaving
strangely. Then again, when one was Sirius Black, what exactly was considered strange?
That’s right you’ve read that correctly, Remus Lupin was dating and living with Sirius Black.
They had been together for nearly 9 years now, living together for 4. They were sickeningly in
love, it was disgusting.
Still, with how Sirius was fidgeting while cooking dinner. It was out of character. He was never
one to fidget, that was something his mother had beat out of him with hardcore etiquette training
growing up.
“Are you okay?” Remus asked. He had his student’s papers spread out on the bar, a green pen
in hand as he graded. Whenever Sirius was in town this was what they did. Sirius would cook
and Remus would grade, it was a comfortable habit.
Sirius jumped at the sound of Remus’ voice. “No! What? Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You’re acting weird.” Remus lowered his pen and gave his boyfriend his undivided attention.
“Pfft, what?” Sirius shook his head, black tendrils softly framing his face. “I’m great!”
“You’re burning the food,” Remus furrowed his brow, a frown on his handsome face.
“Shit!” Sirius took the pan off of the heat and groaned loudly. “Fuck my life.”
Sirius had been hoping to create a romantic dinner for the two of them. He wanted to wait until
Christmas morning to propose, which was about a week away, he was a sucker for Christmas
magic. Unfortunately, he was terrible at hiding things from Remus, and he overestimated
himself. The weight of the ring was heavy in his mind and the thought of rejection stung.
Sirius had performed in front of millions of people, he’s modeled, he’s acted, and his face has
been plastered on buses and billboards. Yet the thought of getting down on one knee, hands
open and heart vulnerable, made him sick with nerves.
Remus was shifting his work into a neat pile to put away. “Do you want to just order pizza?”
“Uh yeah,” Sirius pouted at the pan. He was usually a marvelous cook. No wonder Remus
thought something was wrong, “call that new place? The one with the authentic Japanese styled
ones. I think I need comfort food.”
“Sure, but my phone’s in the bedroom. Where’s yours?” Remus asked while placing the papers
in a folder.
“In my jacket,” Sirius nodded towards the kitchen table. His signature leather jacket hung from
one of the chairs.
See, he didn’t think. He hadn’t realized the implications of having Remus go through his jacket
because it was something Remus always did. They never hid things from each other.
Sirius was busy trying to get the ruined pan to soak when Remus came back into the kitchen
with a pale face and wide eyes. In one hand was Sirius’ cell phone. In the other was a little black
box.
Light gray eyes met warm brown.
“Well,” Sirius felt his heart in his throat, he dried his shaking hands and gently took the box from
his boyfriend. “This isn’t exactly what I had planned.”
“Is- is th-that-that,” Remus began to stutter. And it was impressive, because he hadn’t stuttered
that extreme since they were teenagers.
Gulping down his nerves, Sirius got down on one knee and opened the box towards Remus.
The ring was simple. A masculine black titanium band with a single tiny black diamond in the
center. Not flashy or showy, the inside of the ring had the inscription ‘toujours pur’ in fine script.
The diamond looked as if it were a part of the band, flat and beautiful all the same. Sirius felt
that it suited Remus, sure he had money, and he could have had a large rock on the band. But
that wouldn't be them. And it definitely would not have been Remus.
“Oh my God,” Remus leaned heavily against the kitchen counter. “Oh my God.”
“Remus,” Sirius began. He wet his lips and gave a huff of nervous laughter. They were in their
messy burnt smelling kitchen, in their pajamas – Remus’ shirt had a hole by the collar—, on a
random Tuesday evening. Remus had on his glasses and Sirius’ hair was up in a sloppy bun
that kept losing tendrils. This was not the way he had planned it. “I love you with every fiber of
my being—”
“Oh my God Si, get up off the floor,” Remus’ face was flushed and his eyes were wet. “I can’t
handle this with you on one knee.”
“Stop being emotionally constipated and let me propose damn it!” Sirius let out a bark of
laughter. “Stop ruining the moment.”
Remus placed the cell phone down in order to run his hands through his tawny curls, a dopey
grin on his face. “Go on then. Ask me.”
“Well, I don’t know if I want to now,” Sirius returned the look. “I mean, getting interrupted really
deters me.”
“Oh, then maybe we should reschedule this.” Remus laughed. Letting go of his hair, the curls
were now on end.
“Will you marry me?” Sirius asked, soft smile and warm eyes too much for Remus.
“Are you serious?” Remus couldn’t help but ask, it was a question he knew better than to say,
but he couldn’t help it. The shock of their situation making it all too much for him to handle.
“Always,” Sirius grinned.
Remus rubbed at his eyes. They were still damp and he wanted to cry. Instead he nodded,
“yea-yeah. Of course I’ll marry you.”
“Yeah?”
“Of course.”
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Chapter 1 - The Promposal

“Sirius Black !” Both exclaimed at the same time.

Sirius Orion Black liked to think of himself as amazing.

This earned him Sirius’ attention.

Longbottomed : Ur alwaz so blasé R.

Dorky Dorcas : I’ll go to prom with you!

Lily (3:36PM): !!!!!!!!!!!

Lily (3:38PM): G.O. LOOK. AT. SIRIUS. BLACKS. INSTA.

Peter (3:35PM): HOLY SHIT BRO!

Peter (3:38PM): Look at S.B. I.G.!

Moony : ok. Here’s my mom’s number. Her name is Hope.

The Official Sirius Black : ta!

Remus (8:50 PM): I gave Sirius Black my mom’s phone number

Lily (8:50 PM): what?

Lily (8:51 PM): You’ll be 18 before prom.

Remus (8:56 PM): You’re right. My behavior was embarrassing.

Lily (8:56 PM): screen shooting now.

Remus (8:56 PM): fuck off

Remus (9:01 PM): You’re right. Thanks, L.

Lily (9:01 PM): np.

The Little King : I can’t believe you said yes, poofter.

Padfoot : Takes one to know one.

The Little King : <img>

Padfoot : that is what I live for.

The Little King : she follows you.

Padfoot : so, you’re not the only stalker in the family.

The Little King : I’ve learned from the best.

Prongs : Ben getting a lotta those?

Moony : Are you a reporter?

Prongs : Nah. It’ll be k, m8.

Prongs Confirm. Deny.

“Your video’s gone viral,” Peter grinned widely.

“I’m home!” Remus announced.

“In the kitchen!” Hope responded.

This caused Minerva’s mouth to twitch into an almost smile.

Sirius laughed, “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”

Sirius took this as an invitation to come into the room.

“Flirting?” Remus echoed; his blush moved down to his chest.

Sirius (10:23PM): Jamie

James (10:40 PM): Wut?

Sirius (10:40 PM): Met Moony. He’s cute.

James (10:40 PM): different from what u expected?

Sirius (10:44 PM): He smiled at me as I left. My insides melted a little.

James (10:45 PM): tell me how u rly feel

Sirius (10:45 PM): stfu

James (10:46 PM): ur obnoxious

Sirius (10:46 PM): I want to talk to him again.

James (10:46 PM): do eet

James (10:51 PM): ur only 18

Sirius (10:52 PM): Minnie was very strict about this.

James (10:52 PM): I’m 17 :)

Sirius (10:52 PM): you’re a bloody genius :)

James (11:00 PM): I know

Prongs : oi! Y haven’t u confirmed?

Moony : Because I don’t know you?

Peter munched on a Pop-Tart, still mostly asleep, “huh?”

Remus took out his phone. “See?” He asked.

Padfoot Confirm. Deny.

Peter laughed, “You’re just so irresistible, Lil’s.”

“Ah, so you enjoy flirting back,” Alice grinned.

Padfoot Confirm. Deny.

Regulus (11:58AM): <img>

Sirius (11:59 AM): jfc Reg. Stop.

Sirius (12:01 PM): He followed back?!!!