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remus john lupin. mr moony. 20. marauder. order member. gryffindor alumnus. wolfy mcwerewolf.
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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“What a terrible, horrible tragedy.” 
Sirius grinned, to show that it absolutely was not. It was the opposite of a tragedy, being stuck here with Remus. If there was anywhere in life he was going to be stuck, he hoped it would be with Remus. That was the only person he wanted to be stuck with. 
“It isn’t, you’re right. Glad it’s not.” 
What was someone going to do? Force them to divorce? Say their vows backwards? In parseltongue? 
He was grinning. 
Sirius practically darted across the table, crashing his lips into Remus’, just for a second before he sat back down, grinning like a madman. 
“You’ve never been hotter.” 

“Truly  horrible, yes. I don’t know how you can stand it.”

He didn’t find it that inconceivable now, though. It had been, a year ago, but now it seemed silly to ever think it had been in doubt. He chuckled softly. 

“Wouldn’t matter if it was, it’d still never happen.” He wiggled his ring finger at Sirius. “I did promise.”

He was worried for a fraction of a second that Sirius was going to be too distracted by the crash to notice what he’d done, but he was wrong. The second heads turned, Sirius was there, his lips soft against Remus’ even as they all but slammed into each other. It was a hasty, quick kiss, but it was the best they could get. Remus pushed himself up to catch Sirius’ lips once more before Sirius was seated again.

He would happily keep knocking things over if it meant he got to kiss Sirius like that. 

“Good to know I can still surprise you.” People had settled again, except for the profusely apologizing waiter, but Remus only spared them a glance before he looked back at Sirius. He grinned back at him. He wiggled in his seat. 

“As far as mouth experiences go, that one wasn’t especially prolonged, but it’ll do.” He sighed a little bit, but it was a happy sigh as he propped his chin up on his hand. He traced his foot along Sirius’ leg under the table idly. “That’s really fun as long as we don’t get caught.”

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Should’ve done this ages ago. 
[ not that there was any getting into grimmauld place - and he wouldn’t want to get into grimmauld place.
his brow goes from furrowed to smooth, and his mouth blossoms into a grin. ] 
Your brain is a beautiful, dangerous place. I love it. 
Nope. 
 [  he pops the p. no, no way. sirius isn’t going to stop staring at him like that. he’s enjoying staring at him like that. he’s turned it into a hobby. and the hobby is enjoyable. ] 
You’re too Welsh for the sun, there’s that. Too Welsh for embarrassment. 

Maybe we’ll make it a regular thing. Bimonthly pranking of the Lupin house. 

[ he wiggles his eyebrows, grin widening ] 

I can be creative.

[ he puts his bag down on the closed toilet seat and turns back to look at sirius, looping his arms around him and raising his eyebrows ]

Oh, so I’m too Welsh to be embarrassed? Alright, I accept that. I’m just too Welsh for any sort of embarrassment or awkwardness. Those two words don’t describe me in the slightest. [ he kisses sirius, trying not to outright grin ] Thank you for noticing. 

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Good. Considering we’re here to trash the place. 
[ sirius grins from ear to ear ] We’ll just have to run out and get more, then, won’t we. 
[ there’s a sort of fire in his eyes that hasn’t been there for weeks. a certain fire only a prank can light up in him. ] 
See? 
[ sirius hums ] 
Embarrassed, right there. Your face is on fire, and you’re too welsh for this. 
[ he lets himself be dragged along. actively follows, really ] 

Something which is long overdue, really. 

[ he laughs ] 

We could duplicate them, I guess. Ooh, we could put gemino on them, so they duplicate whenever anyone touches them. 

[ he whines, and covers sirius’ eyes ]

Stop  looking at me like that. 

[ he takes his hand off of sirius’ face a moment later, though, so he can grin at him as they walk into the bathroom ]

It’s not possible to be too Welsh for anything. 

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They were shit to us. So they deserve it. 
Do you think we should put them in his socks? Plastic wrap the doors so he walks into them. He’ll think the whole thing is over and done with, and then he finds the condoms. We can leave opened ones in the bathroom!
Mhm, sure. 
[ he runs his fingers along his hip ]
Never, once, in your entire life. Not ever. Certainly not when I offered to pay you. 

I never said they didn’t. I’d never say that. 

Oh, absolutely. As many things as we can possibly jam into this house, really, we’re going to run out of condoms. Opened ones in the bathroom? [ he perks up ] Absolutely. Definitely. Let’s go. 

[ he hooks his fingers in the waistband of sirius’ pants and tugs him towards the hallway.

his entire face burns, and he does his best not to put his hand over his face immediately ] 

I thought I was paying you. 

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[ he pushes his nose back against his - his stupid, regal, product of both his mother and his father nose. ] Our parents would flip. I enjoy that thought, you know. 
Your dad’s already going to flip. We’re going to litter this place. 
[ he grins when he says it ] 
Does he have cereal? We should put them in the cereal box. Charm them to fly out. 
[ he scrunches his nose ] 
Should I bring up all the times you’ve been embarrassed?  

Oh, without a doubt. [ he grins ] I kinda’ do too, yeah. It’s a good thought. 

[ he laughs ] I hope he loses it. We should stick a few in with the teabags. And in the sugar bowl. Just bury it so they can find it during a luncheon. 

[ he nods his head several times, continuing to brush his fingers through sirius’ hair as he does so. it’s soft between his fingers, smooth and chaotic at the same time, and he loves it ] 

Oh, definitely. In the oatmeal, too. One in the teapot, maybe?

[ he giggles, pressing his temple to sirius’ for a moment ] 

I’ve never been embarrassed ever in my entire life. 

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“It did. I sort of left.” 
He thought of telling him that if Remus ordered a water, it would also be more than he made in a month. Because everything was more than he made in a month, but it didn’t matter to Sirius. Never had. As long as he was happy. They already had enough money to live on. 
“The floor is a wasteland.” He looked down at it, gesturing. “If you married me every day for the rest of our lives, we’d have to get divorced in the evening.” He frowned at that thought. Technically, legally, they wouldn’t have to do anything. 
“At least one.” 
Sirius’ eyes fluttered, regardless, at the soft pressure of Remus’ lips against his hand. He could stay here all day, if it weren’t for that. That people would notice, and he wanted to be kissed. 

“I know,” he said quietly. It was a sore subject, maybe, but there weren’t any sore subjects today. It was a special day, so he smiled a little bit and traced his thumb along Sirius’ wrist. “And now you’re stuck here with me instead.”

He snorted softly, and looked down at the floor before he turned his gaze back to Sirius. He pouted a little bit. “Renew our vows every day, then,” he amended. “I’m never divorcing you. It’s genuinely not possible for me to ever divorce you.” And even if it was, he’d never do it. Selfish as it was, he’d never give Sirius up. 

He nodded his head slowly, several times, and looked around the restaurant for a moment. He felt bad for it, really, watching the waiter across the room carry a full tray of drinks. He glanced back at Sirius for a moment before he turned his attention back. Remus had promised himself when he’d become proficient in wandless magic that he wouldn’t use it for pranks, and that he’d only use it if he desperately needed to. But this felt desperate, and it wasn’t a huge danger. Just one little thing off balance. He concentrated hard, focusing on one of the glasses on the tray. It slid slowly across the tray, and then it was a crash all at once. 

Attention was drawn, as always, towards the sound of a crash, but Remus’ gaze moved immediately over to Sirius. “Oops,” he said, very quietly, but he was grinning. 

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Sirius raised his eyebrows a little, staring down Remus. “Not where I’m from.” Technically, where he was from, it wasn’t so much an agreement as it was an arrangement, agreed upon like someone was ordering particularly permanent towels. 
“I was.” He narrows his eyes, now. “We were in this restaurant. Look at the floor, Remus, there’s not a carpet in sight. The only reading is the menus. We’re in a wasteland.” He gestured towards the floor - no carpet, no books, no menus. “You did, didn’t you.” 
Sirius squeezes back. 
That’s our second? He wants to ask, but keeps himself quiet, and then his face goes soft. 
“If it was ever going to be anyone, it was always going to be you.” 
Remus’ grip on Sirius’ hand tightened a little bit instinctively at the words, like someone was going to come and take Sirius away because that’s not how he was raised. It was stupid. There should be a love story in it, shouldn’t there be? But there was. Sirius had left that world, and now they were here. “Well, no offense to where you’re from,” he said quietly, nose scrunching. “But it sounds like it sucks.”

Remus couldn’t help but giggle, eyebrows going up. “Wasteland?” he repeated. “Sirius, I could order nothing but a salad and it’d still cost more than I make in a month--” He didn’t make anything in a month, of course, but that wasn’t the point. “--this place is hardly a wasteland.” He stopped giggling just so he could grin at Sirius. “I did, yeah. And I’d do it again. I’d marry you all over again, every day, for the rest of our lives.”

Remus wasn’t entirely certain that he believed that, but Sirius did. And it made it better that way, that Sirius believed that with his whole heart. He lifted Sirius’ hand to his lips and kissed it quickly. 

“I wish there weren’t so many people,” he said. “I’m pretty sure at least one of them would notice if I kissed you right now.”

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“You suppose.” 
The grin softened into something fonder. 
“I wasn’t in hospital still.” He blinks lazily, and his scalp tingles as Remus traces his wedding ring. “Oh, sure. Comfortable enough. Not to mention the first thing you said to me is that’s not even legal.” 
His nose scrunches. 
“I have to know what the first two are.” 

Remus grinned back at him. “Yes, I suppose,” he said. “Both parties sort of have to be in agreement about the whole marriage thing, or it’s just weird, isn’t it?”

He traced his thumb against Sirius’ hand and gave him a look. 

“You were still injured, hospital or not,” he told him matter-of-factly. He nodded his head before snorting. “Yes, comfortable enough. The carpet is soft and there’s plenty of reading if you fall in the right place.” His nose scrunched. “To be fair, it’s not,” he pointed out. “And you startled me, I said yes right after that.”

The grin on his face was both soft and wide at the same time, caught somewhere between mischief and fondness. Remus gave Sirius’ hand a small squeeze. 

“Second was our wedding day,” he told him quietly, looking down at their hands before finally raising his gaze to meet Sirius’. “And the first is every day, when I wake up and I realize that I get to spend another day with you. It’s always the best day when I get to wake up to that.”

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“Yeah,” he said, “I think it’s mutual.” 
Sirius grinned from ear to ear. 
“Not just, but sure, I’ll give you that one.” He fiddled with Remus’ fingers. “Only because you left me on the ground so long. Tosser.” He blinks lazily at Remus, at the way he’s squinting. “The whole night passed in a haze. I wanted to try the fish. Wanted, so I think that’s the operative word here.” 

“You do sort of need one for the other, I suppose.”

He grinned back at him widely. 

“It was recent enough,” he told him. Remus hooked his fingers under Sirius’, tracing his fingertip along Sirius’ wedding ring. “It wasn’t on purpose, alright? That wasn’t my intention. And the floor is comfortable enough,” he added, just to be childish. “I’ve spent a lot of time there, you know.” He nodded his head. “Yeah, I think we left pretty quickly after that. I was just so excited. And so happy. Stupidly happy. Third happiest day of my life, without a doubt.”

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He laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners. There was a energy at the tips of his fingers, crackling through the place where his toes touched Remus’ ankle. After all this time, and he still felt like a little boy seeing a glimpse of an ankle for a first time. 
“You’re my husband.” 
He reached across the table and brushed his fingers across Remus’. 
“I don’t … remember. I think we might have tried? Do you know what I remember most?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “You thinking I’d hurt my damn knee again.” 

Remus grinned back at him. “You’re my husband.” He caught Sirius’ hand. It couldn’t hurt. No one was looking.

Remus laughed, shaking his head at the memory. “You’d just gotten yourself hurt!” he said. “It wasn’t that insane of a thought. I was worried. And then you actually did get stuck.” He shook his head. “I think maybe we just had drinks?” He squinted as he tried to remember. “Maybe an appetizer?”

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Mssr. Black. My husband. 
[ he grins ] 
Are there? I’ve a box of condoms in my bag. I can strew them wherever you’d like. 
[ he lets out a little sigh ] 
We were going to make your Dad think we had sex in the bathroom. We should do that. [ he goes scarlet ] You know what I mean. Make your Dad think - oh, shove off. 

Your husband. [ he pushes his nose against sirius’ ] And Mssr. Lupin, my husband. 

[ he grins back at him ] 

Wherever I like? We should stick a bunch of them in all the drawers and cabinets so they fall out whenever anyone opens them. Oh, I hope they have a dinner party soon. 

[ he raises his eyebrows at sirius, and can’t stop himself from laughing a bit at sirius’ expression ]

We should do that. I’m not making fun of you! You just look so embarrassed, it’s funny. 

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It feels, ultimately, right to be back here. 

Remus can’t actually remember if they’d managed to eat their dinners the last time they’d been at this restaurant. It’s not the part of the night he remembers the most, it’s not the thing his mind goes back to when he thinks of that night or this restaurant. His memories are strictly pre- and post-possible meal consumption, if they’d actually done that or if they’d sprinted home the second the ring was on Remus’ finger. But it feels right, to come back here. 

They don’t have a whole room reserved for them this time, but it didn’t seem to matter in the slightest. Remus glanced over at Sirius as inconspicuously as he could manage until they sat down at a little table in the corner of the restaurant. It was nothing that a simple charm couldn’t fix, to make gazes wander elsewhere so they could have a bit of peace. 

Remus’ foot poked Sirius’ leg under the table the second they were both sitting down, and the waitress had disappeared to go get them their drinks. “Happy anniversary,” he whispered, bouncing in his seat.

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If he were asked to think on it: neither can he. 

What he remembers most is this: the look on Remus’ face when he got down on one knee, how he sort of, kind of, couldn’t get back up. How he’d said yes, but he’d said it’s not legal at first. All of these things, and putting a ring on his finger, an empty room and a door he’d locked with a charm. 

In a muggle restaurant, no one else was going to be using charms. Somehow, it was easier that way. 

Sirius feels the foot touching his at the very moment he’s about to reach out with his own, so he does, hooks his toes around Remus’ ankle. 

“We’re married,” he answers with, in a whisper, because it’s true. 

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It’s impossible not to laugh, to be stupidly happy to be back here after over a year to the place where the impossible had happened. He grinned at Sirius and thought about just leaning over the table and kissing him. But he’d wait until after their drinks arrived at least. Still, he laughed softly and grinned at Sirius.

“Yeah, we are,” he whispered back, like they were saying it for the first time all over again. “I wasn’t sure we’d ever get to come back here. Did we actually end up eating anything? I can’t remember.”

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