SIRIUS BLACK | HARRY POTTER

[caniculares]

Character: Sirius Orion Black
Canon: Harry Potter [and the young godfather]
Game: Homeless

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[caniculares]

[He laughs, then. It's like they're normal boys, in a normal world, not wizards who are on the front lines of a war. He lets go.]

You wouldn't abandon me in the muggle. I might get lost. I would try and go on the coaches and end up in some muggle village and be lost forever, and then Prongs would be very cross with you.

[mapmaker]

I think James would come around eventually. [ He pulls his blazer tighter around his body against the chill, the bag of books hitting his hip as he walks. ] He'd understand that I had no choice.

But maybe if you're nice to me I'll stay and you won't have to go off and wander moors or become a sheep farmer.

[caniculares]

I would be very lost if I came across a moor.

[He smiles a bit, and nudges him. Just a little. Enough to make sure that Remus is paying attention.]

How nice to you need me to be?

[mapmaker]

[ He glances his way, a sly smile moving across his lips. It's a new thing, Remus allowing himself some kind of flirtation. It had taken a lot to get him there in the first place and he's still sometimes shy about it. But some days, like today, he's too busy feeling content to worry about anything. ]

Very. I put up with a lot you know. Tea on demand, some cake, a footrub? [ He has to weave out of Sirius' reach for a moment to avoid walking into a woman with a pram. ] Perhaps some other things as and when I think of them.

[caniculares]

I'll make you as much tea as you like. Buckets and buckets of tea, as needed, to keep you happy.

[He takes a moment-]

Chocolate cake?

[mapmaker]

Is there any other type of cake?

[ He smiles, impish and sweet. ] So, what's next on the agenda?

[caniculares]

There are many kinds of cake. Kinds of cake you have never dreamed of, my good friend, and-

[What's next, though?]

A new blazer for you?

[mapmaker]

Just because they exist doesn't mean I should acknowledge him. [ And he points at his friend then, narrowing his eyes. ] And no, no new blazer. This one is perfectly fine.

[ Besides, he'd just end up back in the charity shop. ]

[caniculares]

[Sigh]

Why do you insist on dressing like an old man? You do know we're only 18, right? Live a little, Moony. You'll have fun, I promise. Have I ever really steered you wrong, and no, you may not mention the houseplant incident of 4th year, we agreed-

[He is pouting. He is so cute when he pouts.]

[mapmaker]

[ He is cute. That doesn't mean he's going to win Remus over. ]

You steer me wrong at some point every week, Padfoot. So feel free to stop claiming innocence any time now.

[caniculares]

What did I really do this week?

Really?

[God do not mention making him go on the adventure in the Underground that ended up with them finding out about the dragon under Charing Cross....]

[mapmaker]

[ Just lifting his eyebrows. ]

You know you don't want me to say the u-word.

[caniculares]

Merlin, you have a long memory.

[It was three days ago, Sirius.]

All right, all right.

No new blazer.

Old blazer will simply have to learn that it's place is on the floor of my bedroom.

[mapmaker]

[ Flapping his hands at him with a hissing shush sound. ] Not so loud.

[ Because they are in public, Sirius. ]

[caniculares]

[Sirius grins, oh, he grins, because he loves those flappy hands, he loves reactions best of all]

Sorry, was I being obscene again?

[mapmaker]

[ Does he love the frowning that accompanies it? ]

We've talked about this. [ Hurrying along the pavement like he's got a bee in his bonnet. ] One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack. Or get us into trouble. Or both!

[caniculares]

[Yes. Yes he does.]

Your heart is stronger than that, isn't it?

[mapmaker]

We don't know that!

[ Sirius Black, you are a problem. ] Would you really like to keep risking it?

[caniculares]

[He considers this for a moment.....]

Well-

[He leans over, and whispers right in Remus' ear, quickly]

I would really like to suck your cock, right now.

[mapmaker]

[ Remus makes a noise like he's choking on something, prompting a little old lady to look his way. This is just like Sirius, reducing him to a babbling, blushing twat with one carefully aimed sentence and he'd hate him for it if he didn't quite love him for it. ]

I think it's time to go home, don't you? [ Out of the street and to where he can have a swooning fit in private. ]

[caniculares]

[Sirius smiles, politely, at the old lady, and nods.]

Alley and apparation?

[mapmaker]

Well I don't exactly want to ride around on the underground with an erection. [ DID HE SAY THAT OUT LOUD? SIRIUS BLACK YOU ARE BAD FOR HIS DIGNITY AND MENTAL HEALTH. ]

[caniculares]

[There is a pause-]

What did you just say?

[No you've shocked him a bit-]

Did I just make you be vulgar on the street?

[He's rushing Remus into an alley, then, but he's still talking, too.]

This is happy day, oh, Prongs, I will have to tell Prongs, our little Moony is growing up...

[mapmaker]

You're not telling Prongs! Dear Lord. [ But his frowny face is kind of ruined by how wide his eyes are and how his cheeks are stained pink. ]

Please stop talking. I think my life is flashing before my eyes.

[caniculares]

[He gets him into the alley, and right before he apparates, he kisses him, fiercely, on the mouth. It's still delicious, it still feels like the first time, kissing Moony, it never loses the incredible sense of joy.

He presses him into the wall, slides his tongue into Remus' mouth, and apparates back to the flat.]