Tinkerbell Costume Templates

Fic, translation: Adunatio (6 / 7), part

Title: Author Adunatio
: Vixenette
Translator: miss_jad
Beta : gredoune
Pairing: Sirius / Remus, James / Lily Summary
: Remus and Sirius are literally glued to each other during a week ...
Rating : NC-17 for language and some explicit scenes!
Archives: original - lj, ffnet , french_slashers
Disclaimer: nothing belongs to the author, let alone, me, everything is JKR!
Ndt : I post here the translation of the complete and uncensored version of the fic Vixenette, that is to say that which contains passages too ... feufeunet too much for ...
I'm really sorry, I had to cut the chapter into two parts because LJ would not let me post a once ... too long ago apparently (-_-')
mistakes or things that do not? I'm all ears!

Adunatio

Sixth Day-Part-
-

"Hey, ho! Standing, big band lazy!"

Remus heard a grunt in front of him and when he opened his eyes, it was to close them immediately. "Merlin, closes the curtains, dammit! It is too early for there to be much light."

"Early?" Peter's voice sounded somewhere beside him, looking rather amused. "There are two o'clock in the afternoon, marmot. You've already missed lunch. "

Remus let out a low growl. Was it really so late that? Why could not he sleep a little?

" Come on, Moony, wake up, "whispered Sirius and the werewolf is forced to open their eyes to find his friend lying face it, a slight smile on his lips. The door clicked softly behind Pettigrew when he left the room. "Peter is right that we must one rises. We still have homework to do, we must finish the dissertation Wauldin and then you have a meeting of prefects tonight. "

" Wauldin can go to hell, "replied the Prefect of insolent tone grumpy, but he still pushed the covers before recovering and find that the Animagus had not budged an inch." If I get up, then you too. "

Sirius gave a sigh and finally sit down in turn. The T-shirt he wore for the day was wrinkled up collar and tousled his hair completely. Some of his black mop of hair was flattened on one side and the other rebiquait. Remus allowed himself to smile when he lifted his right hand and tried to smooth flyaways.

"I need a shower," he whispered with Intelligence, suddenly fully awake. Padfoot's hair was soft and warm. Contact the electrified when Sirius closed his eyes and his head closer to the palm of the werewolf.

Pull yourself Remus. The boys did not come suddenly to touch the hair of other boys without seeming weird. A regrets, he removed his hand and jumped off the bed. Once on his feet, he stretched himself, rounding the back and craning his neck until he feels a 'pop' satisfactory.

"It looks like a cat when you do that," Sirius announced quietly, eyes wide open.

"Really?"

A nod. "Absolutely. Cats stretch like that when they wake up, they get on all fours and bend back exactly like what you just did."

"So maybe I should put myself on all fours, too?" Remus let go without thinking and he could not restrain a slight grin when he saw Sirius eyebrows and his mouth open in amazement. "Uh, no, it's not what I meant, not like it ..."

"Do not worry." The werewolf thought see the cheeks of a young Black color is a red tinge, but it must be due to the lighting of the dormitory. Yet the only light that lit up the room from applications that broadcast a strange orange halo.

Sirius stood up and opened the way to the bathroom. Once the shower before he turned suddenly and Remus almost missed him in return.

"Hey," he snapped. "Why do you never use the prefects bathroom?"

Lupin was not even really sure to know the reason but he supposed that his unconscious had to have one. "I guess it's because I do not want to get yourself there. I know where it is and I'm already gone, but it is far too big for me."

"You think we could go have a look?" I always wanted to visit. I heard there was a huge tub and faucets spit bubbles of soap. "

Even though he found the idea rather dangerous, Remus shrugged and asked, "What would you say to have a look after my meeting tonight?"

"Really?" Excellent! "

-

"I need a break!" Sirius groaned, pushing his book of charms and resettling more cleanly in his chair. Throughout the day, it was hard on a piece of parchment, stubbornly clinging to write with his left hand. Unfortunately, his attempts had been more foolish fruitless, the words were even more unreadable if Remus had written in his right hand, the letters were all twisted and irregular, and the sentences do not even followed a straight line. It was finally abandoned after the young Lupin pointed out that he wrote as a child.

Remus relaxed muscles with a sigh. It was in the middle of his duty to Metamorphosis. They had established a working system, the prefect wrote while Animagus was researching the next duty they had to make. It would not stop. The NEWT approaching fast and the werewolf was trying to ingest as much knowledge as possible at once, while managing to ignore the thoughts that his mind persisted in rehashing.

Thoughts on Sirius.

"Come, let's take a ride," exclaimed while drummer with a pleading look. Remus sighed again but accepted, they had not stopped all day and it was almost dinnertime. He put his things into his bag and placed at the foot of the table before getting up and stretching. Torticollis he endured after they had completed the duty of Potions pain signals its presence.

James and Peter decided to join them and they had barely time to set foot outside that something Pettigrew struck in the head. It had snowed the previous night and the ground was covered with a thick white powder, marked by footprints left by a few students who had trampled here and there. In one corner, we sensed several blades of grass where Lily Evans and her friend Gwynne had piled a lot of snow. The young redhead laughed.

"I was sure you did not long resist the call of the cold," she whispered between gasps. A snowball in hand, Gwynne smiled too. Without warning, her visa Sirius in the chest.

Looking down on the white track now that blocked his blue sweater, the Animagus is split into a grin, before picking up a little snow and propel the girls. Unfortunately, having not really been compacted, it went crashing a few feet away, which caused a giggle at the two girls.

"Come on, help me," exclaimed Sirius, his eyes shining as he dragged Remus back to establish a 'camp'. James was already beginning to pile the snow to build them a kind of box, while Peter was busy compress the snow to shape large balls that serve as their ammunition.

Reeve could not help smiling when attending the ensuing battle. Lily and Gwynne were constantly bombarding them with balls snow, reaching one of them almost every shot, while the boys were too distracted by their own hilarity to aim properly.

"We should develop a strategy," suggested Peter. They then agreed that the rat goes to lie in ambush behind an old wooden bench on the left, while the werewolf and the dog would take the girls back on the right. By attracting the attention of two friends on either side, this left the field open for deer to attack from the front.

Remus head was spinning. He had not had this much fun since ... well, he could not remember even more than last time. He thought of nothing, or homework, or to NEWT, or even Sirius. Instead, it focuses on what girls were doing and the plan they had mounted. He helped the elder Black to stack a pile of snowballs into the reservoir that formed his improvised sweater. He was really happy to have slipped several warm clothing before going out.

When the boys had finished loading the ammunition, they progressed on tiptoe on the right, Remus holding his jacket with both hands. It had started snowing during the development of their strategy, but they were happy because the rain rolled hid their silhouettes, or at least, she did what she could to conceal two boys dressed in blue sweat pants and beige.

So focused on what were doing girls, Remus jumped when he felt a warm breath close to her ear. "We made the same time, okay?" Sirius whispered with a smile and eyes sparkling with mischief. His hair was sprinkled with small white spots and a single flake had perched on the lashes of her left eye. The warden also noted that the cold had made her cheeks turn pink and the tip of his nose.

"Um, yeah," Remus nodded, his gaze fixed on his friend, without really knowing what he answered. Sirius smiled at him and during a second he looked down. The werewolf felt his stomach do a Bond. Is it just to watch my lips?

And then a moment later, the Animagus grabbed a snowball and gaze swept around in search of Lily and Gwynne. He found the girls a little farther, trying to strafe Peter, shouting themselves hoarse that to sound the rallying of the troops while defending themselves with aggressiveness. Remus felt himself swept away when the drummer flew in their direction, left arm folded behind his back.

"Kill him!" Sirius shouted. The young werewolf laughed as they rushed near the place where girls remarkably well dodged snowballs that Peter threw them. He dropped the stock of ammunition on the ground, bent down to seize one of them and threw it on Lily.

Then James rushed into battle, catapulting balls of snow, howling. One of them struck Gwynne in the neck, while another went crashing into the arms of his best friend.

Throwing more and more balls to the girls, Remus felt dizzy win again. He aimed the back of Lily, but only succeeded in touching the side of Gwynne just when she blocked a ball sent by Peter.

"Hey, they were surrounded, they are damn," whispered Sirius. "It was perfect, Moony!"

And then all of a sudden, a turnaround took them by surprise. Both girls had miraculously found a way to bomb them all four, almost simultaneously. "It folds! Potter shouted. Peter retreated with a yelp, Lily has dipped a handful of flakes from his back and his shirt. James is somehow protected the head with his arms and he seemed to Lupin a laugh escaped from this shelter.

Sirius began to pull back and Remus barely had time to return he received a snowball in your face. Destabilized, he stumbled when her heel sank into a hole and went full length slouch in the snow, causing her fall in Animagus.

Sirius literally collapsed on him.

Sirius.

on him.

Remus shuddered and opened one eye, refusing to respond to such a close proximity. Above him, stared at Sirius, the face surrounded by black locks.

"Hi," gasped the Animagus and a werewolf exhaled slowly, feeling, somewhere, relieved. It did not really know what was going to tell Sirius but he was happy that it does not happen to others.

Whatever 'it' would be .

"Hi," he said in reviewing an infectious smile at the other boy.

"Oh. I had never noticed," Sirius went into raptures, eyes wide open, without ceasing to smile. "You have a dimple on her right cheek. Too bad that is not attached to the other side."

Remus grimaced. "I'd rather not have it. I look like a little boy."

"But you did not look like a boy when you wrinkled her nose like that," Sirius said sarcastically as he raised his left hand and was caressing the dimple with your fingertips. "It's really cute, like a lot."

The werewolf froze on contact with the skin against her cheek. "Hmm," he muttered shyly, forcing himself to look the other boy in the eye. His stomach began a cascade of short hops rather pleasant in the sight that launched him Black. Almost as if ...

"Find yourself a room!" Remus turned his head and found James planted a few feet away, hands on hips and a small smile on his lips. Peter stood beside him, looking for fun greatly, while stubbornly Gwynne fingers through her hair to remove stubborn flakes. Lily, meanwhile, do not leave the eyes, frowning slightly.

"You've finished them both?" She seemed a prey to internal battle, especially not determined smile. "It is almost time for dinner."

Remus suddenly found himself standing, led by Sirius had nearly thrown forward to throwing a handful of snow on James. Their laughter subsided only after having passed through the doors of the Great Hall, the warmth of the castle as well as the warming cup of hot chocolate that everyone was firmly in his hands. Lost in the thoughts swirling in his head, the prefect drank her milk slowly, in small sips.

Since when was he attracted to Sirius? He suspected his attraction to go back to well before the accident in Potions, even if he could not pinpoint the exact moment. He remembered the day when his three friends had presented with a fait accompli, this day of second year, when he had confessed everything about his condition, and he could not restrain a smile at the recollection of the face of the Animagus when he solemnly declared that "Remus would do just as well to leave Hogwarts if he refused to stay their friend '. It was only a few months later that Sirius itself had announced to the young werewolf's idea of becoming Animagi, eyes sparkling with excitement at the thought of a new challenge. Was it at this moment that Remus had fallen in love with another boy? When realized that there was someone who not only cared for him despite knowing his true nature, but also wanted alleviate the anguish that was choking? Part of him had always feared the transformation, not because of pain, but because of the harm he could do. What would happen if he managed to free himself and escape? And if it bites someone? And if he killed, or worse, contaminating a human being? His three friends had decided to 'destroy' the fear and the promise came from the lips of the boy he wanted now more than anything.

At that time, Sirius was rather thin and small. He always seemed younger than the others, including Peter, especially because his eyes were a little big for his face and his hair was always messy. And then, somewhere during their college years, the drummer had the muscle with Quidditch. He had grown a lot, even to surpass James and Peter, and he began to arrange her hair so that they appear disordered harmoniously. He had become, as prefect heard regularly by saying all girls, one of the most beautiful boys of the school.

So why does it Remus was not reported sooner? He knew he was not cool to take her attraction to the same sex in the wizarding world. Some were just disagree, but most thought it was horribly disgusting. The werewolf also knew no one openly gay student at Hogwarts.

People are as they are, regardless of their preferences. Lupin knew him, did not judge anyone. After all, was not that what everyone did when they started to study the werewolves being DADA? Assuming they were all monsters, even in their human forms? They possessed extraordinary powers that made them more dangerous than normal humans?

No, Remus had nothing against homosexuals. It just did not want people to have another reason to try him. He never wanted to draw attention to himself, as he would have done had it set to 'run after a person of the same sex.

But it is true that he had never been attracted to another boy. It had not even ever crossed my mind. Naylia he had enjoyed, and some before her, but had never laid eyes on a boy simply because he never really watched.

And now, when he threw a discreet glance at Sirius through his hair, Remus felt a wave of relief to invade. He had just discovered a new truth about its nature, a truth he wanted to shout from the rooftops. He realized suddenly that he was attracted to both boys from girls, then there would be two times more chances of finding someone who would accept fully and without compromise, to accept the human and the wolf.

Padfoot turned and smiled, his lips closed while chewing, almost as if he had heard the thoughts of Remus.

Sirius accepts me unconditionally, I and the wolf, we accept both . The problem now was whether his friend felt the same thing about ... well, about boys? Does Remus was making illusions that the Animagus could be attracted to him? There were story occurred in the morning, some days earlier, when the young Black had whispered his name in freeing himself against his thigh, but did not he just imagined it all? Or was it just a way for his head to tell him what his heart had never done?

There is only one way to find out . His thoughts then swerved toward Sirius had wanted to visit the bathroom of the Prefects.

The problem now was to find the courage to try to get what his heart, his mind and his body wanted more than anything.

-

"to ... patrolling in the hallway of Ancient Runes, the fourth floor. Please feel free to provide deductions for all students that you will find out from their beds. "James pushed his spectacles on his nose and looked up." Questions about the schedule tonight? "

" Yeah "Sirius let go suddenly, before yawning open, causing a gasp from Potter, who looked up to heaven." When is it we're supposed to sleep? "

" It's not my fault you managed to tie you to a prefect, "James snorted." Remus has obligations and you will have to endure it all the time it takes. After all the courses he had taken and the duties he had to write to you, I think you can do that for him. "

Remus, trying to ignore the looks of all the other prefects, shook his head. "Do not worry, James. We'll be there for my watch tonight. "

" Why should we do that already? "Sirius inquired angrily." I mean, what's the problem with the passage of Runes old? "

" I told you, I do not know. "sighed again, Potter before asking the list of ads he held since the beginning of the meeting. Lily came and took her hand, offering it in passing, a sweet smile.

"As James says, we will take the first watch," she recapitulated the attention of all the prefects. "Holly and Sean, you're on patrol for the next hour." A pair of fifth-year Hufflepuff nodded from the chairs they occupied on the right. "Tim and Nancy, you will be the third to monitor the hallway." Two sixth year Slytherin nodded. "Remus, since you already have a pair, you will load both the fourth guard tower." She tried unsuccessfully to hide a smile behind his hand. "For the rest ... everyone remembers the order? I'll give you a list anyway. Only relay team in front of you when you're ready, okay?" She distributed a packet of sheets summarizing the order of appearance. "And remember, do not go poking the side of the hall of ancient runes. What it contains is supposed to remain secret. Dumbledore had specifically asked us not to ask him questions, he said he walked around without socks for a whole year before entrusting anyone what was happening. "

"Well, somebody else to complain? "James waited only a second before adding," The meeting is adjourned! "

while returning to the Gryffindor common room, Remus Sirius listened to rail against the patrol that was unexpected mess the evening. He wondered, as others at the moment, what was so important and secret that require monitoring of the fourth floor corridor. But he knew his duty was to follow the rules without question. This was, moreover, that one of the reasons would have made a prefect Padfoot really pathetic.

"... fucking badge Chief Warden is bigger than his own head, "Sirius growled as they passed the portrait." This idiot thinks he can give me orders, I will follow them like a dog without flinching. As if I had nothing better to do tonight! "

" And what you had planned to do tonight? "Remus inquired in an amused tone, a raised eyebrow, knowing that the Animagus had nothing planned.

Sirius blew blatantly without him throwing a glance, so they borrowed the stairs to their dormitory.

"Ben, sleep, for example!" He stopped in front of their door and turned to Remus. "And also, go check out the bathroom of the Prefects, remember? You said you would show me."

"Oh, yes, I forgot," Remus lied. It never had, in fact, not left from dinner. "You can go now, if you want." Turning back, they descended the stairs and back across the picture, causing an exasperated sigh from the Fat Lady.

How am I supposed to do that? Is he just waiting to be stripped and then I jumps on him? Do I remove all my clothes in front of him and then I told him I wanted him? Is it intends to take a bath already, or is he just wants to see the bathtub? Remus's feet seemed to know the way by heart, thankfully, because his mind was totally preoccupied by what was to follow. He came to realize that Sirius never said he wanted to take a bath.

They met on the fifth floor faster than expected, past the statue of Boris the Haggard. Arriving at the fourth gate of the corridor, Remus paused leaned close to the door and whispered the password "bubble mint." It opened slowly, with a little crunch, dragging Sirius inside.

"Wow!" exclaimed the Animagus setting, speechless, the vast room. Remus found himself unable to look away from the face of his friend. Sirius's eyes were wide with amazement and admiration as he gazed at the chandelier, then the table which had been out-siren-and, of course, the huge hole that served as a bathtub. It was big enough to act as a pool, but tonight, Remus had no desire to run cold water. He offered a smile to Sirius, who sent him, and walked to the nearest tap, tap, gold inlaid with a small emerald.

"Want to try?" he asked nervously, trying, even while, to conceal the anxiety that was vibrating his voice, while his fingers ran frantically to the green jewel. There was a long silence and Remus suddenly realizes that he feared the reaction of Sirius.

"I have not come just to visit the best bathroom in the castle, you know," replied the Animagus. Laying his hand, werewolf let up a little smile as his friend added, "Especially now that I saw the bathtub."

Remus felt the heat rising to his face. Nervously, he opened the valve and a green foam gushed profusely, while at the bottom of the large bathtub, holes spitting water so hot plumes of white steam rising from the surface. Sirius took care to open the tap and after soap bubbles as big as melons them escaped.

"Come on, I want to see the rest!" Sirius was already dragging down other valves Remus, pausing to turn and see what came out, before switching to the next. They left a lot of sink faucets and the bathtub fills up quickly clear water, mossy green and blue and bubbles of all sizes. Once full, the valves are cut off by themselves and silence filled the room, leaving the two boys standing in the middle of the bathroom, fixing the surface of the water cloud.

"Good," launched Sirius, his voice bouncing off the walls of white marble, "I suppose it has more to undress." He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the sleeve of Engorgement Remus.

Reeve took his shirt, pulling his wand from the pocket of his pants to throw the same fate at the sleeve of the young drummer. They took off their clothes in silence, and when Remus cast a quick glance at his friend, it was to find him watching him

"Ready?" With a small smile, and without waiting for an answer, Sirius dragged to the edge of the tub and forced him to jump at the same time as him.

Remus rose to the surface coughing. They had jumped from the deepest side, where their feet do not touch the bottom, and now the thickness of the foam prevented them from seeing properly. Sirius pulling behind him, the young werewolf swam to the shallow waters. When he felt his feet touch the bottom, he followed up on the comfortable benches that ran under water along the walls. He sat down slowly, the foam reaching almost to her neck, while the surface of the water was just over her navel.

Sirius let out a sigh relaxed, sitting beside him. "Oh, it's been a long time I wanted to pay me a good hot bath and bubble," he moaned. "How come you never come here?" I am every day, if I were prefect. "

Remus breathed a small mound of blue foam that flew off the tip of his nose clean. "The bathrooms are normal practices."

When turned his head, his gaze was attracted by the mountain of blue and green foam that sat on top of the head of Sirius. He could not help laughing and animagus frowned. "What?"

Remus shrugged and raised his hand to clear the foam black hair. "Thou hast full everywhere," he murmured.

"You too," Sirius replied with a smile. The werewolf wiped the foam hair sprinkled him and plunged his hand into hot water. He settled a little better on the bench, noting the wall that served as case was much more comfortable than he had initially thought.

"So, like that tomorrow you will no longer have to support me in both senses of the word." Remus looked around and found a Sirius, frowning-still-trying to fix it. "You never have to do my homework."

"It does not bother me that much," he assured the young prefect.

Padfoot sniffed. "Oh, come on. Wauldin And this dissertation, one for which you had to write twice as much as everyone else, whereas me, I had nothing to do. And there are all these notes you had to do to me being Muggle Studies. And then, you forget the obligation to share my bed ... There are also waking early because of, uh, my usual morning ... "

" No, really, it does not bother me, "said Remus. It dug deep down and found a fragment of courage Gryffindorien he hastened to take advantage of watching Sirius in the eye when he confessed, "I really enjoyed playing with you, this whole week."

"Really? I was not too painful? "

Remus smiled softly." Not at all. "

They settled in a comfortable silence, his eyes still glued to each other, when the voice of Sirius echoed through the room, "You think we come off when the accident took place last week?" A slight grimace

hid his face while he was thinking of Remus. Wauldin said ... about a week. "I do not know if it will be exactly the same time. It may well be a bit before or after. Why?"

"Well, it's because of the glue tomorrow night," Sirius began, but the werewolf interrupted with a rumbling sound.

"What a dirty cunt," he spat. "I do not even talk to him more, but it has not prevented him from finding an excuse to punish me. Not but what I have done her?"

Sirius did not answer. Instead, he finished the sentence he had begun. "I'll come with you anyway, even if the potion does not act. After all, he said I had to anticipate my future glues."

"You do not have-" Remus began.

"Of course it does. And anyway, I want to."

Reeve looked down, attracted by the foam floating on the water surface, and felt, despite him, a smile dawning on the corner of his mouth. "Thanks."

"Hey, you want us to share the licorice stick in that thou hast provided?"

Remus shrugged before nodding. Actually, all he wanted was something that Sirius licking a lollipop, but he could not decently say that out loud, so when the Animagus began to rise, he merely follow.

"I put it in the pocket of my pants this morning," Sirius explained as he climbed on the edge of the bathtub, showing off his butt to greedy eyes of Remus. "I told myself I eat it in the day. By the way, thank you for the gift. "Once released, he turned and looked down at his friend, remained banned in the water." Are you coming? "

Shaking his head briefly to drive the ideas that had arisen saucy in his mind after the last question, Remus nodded. "Yes, sorry." turn it oozes out of the bath and both headed to where they deposited their business, their wet feet slapping loudly the floor leaving a trail wet topped colored foam. That's when Sirius bent down and that the werewolf could not this time, do nothing to prevent the salacious ideas swirling in his head. I do not watch, I do not look, I ... 'm watching ... damn, Remus, stop that ... At his feet, always animagus rummaged in his pants, looking for the stick in candy. When finally he put his hand over, he rose suddenly before stirring gently under the nose of the young prefect.

But Remus was frozen, his eyes refused to focus on one area more virtuous. Despite his natural reserve, his eyes remained fixed on the crotch of Sirius, an invisible force him to it.

few mounds of moss green and blue were prisoners of curly black hair. Hidden behind a pile of blue foam particularly Therefore, Remus came to distinguish the sex of Sirius obviously a little excited. He swallowed hard before trying to look away, but it went very quickly that he could not. He was trapped, a slave to his desires most shameful. Oh, Merlin.

"Ahem," The young drummer gently cleared his throat and Remus finally raised his head to come face to face with his friend. Still reddened by the heat of the bath, the cheeks of werewolf sparkled even more.

"Okay, well we need only return to hot now," Remus muttered quickly in a voice more acute than usual. Ignoring the prying eyes of Sirius, he rushed to the bathtub and in his haste he almost jumped into the water, by tripping the other boy, who went through without falling near him.

"Holy shit," muttered Sirius, and the werewolf was angry with himself. But once he cleared the foam from his eyes, he saw that the young Black was smiling.

Relieved he swam to the bench and moved back comfortably. He closed his eyes when he felt Sirius sitting to his left.

Then something resembling nothing so much as the fingers closed over his thigh. He opened his eyes and inhaled sharply, fingers were indeed dangerously close to his crotch.

"Is it ..." he paused and cleared his throat because she had reached a new score abnormally acute. "Uh, what are your fingers?"

Maybe it was the time he expected. Maybe Sirius would tell him that there was an attraction, that her fingers were exactly where they should be and they were held there on purpose. Remus could not, obviously, to have dreamed the name that was whispered animagus this morning ...

But when he turned, Sirius had just looked horribly panicked and disappeared into the fingers flapping wing owl. "Sorry, I thought it was the bench."

A heavy silence enveloped and uncomfortable and Remus felt as tension was being stifled. For many minutes he tried to gather his courage. Yet it was the perfect time for him to confide his feelings, knowing that once posted, they probably never find themselves alone. The elder Black was the best friend of James and Peter followed them almost everywhere. He realized that the only chance he had to confess to the unexpected and furious animagus infatuation he felt for him, was there, just ahead.

He took a deep breath, still trying to organize his thoughts before, finally, to enter without a net.

"I have something to"

"Remus I think j-"

Both boys were silent at the same time, chuckling their perfect synchronization. Remus took the opportunity to regroup and hastened back," You first. "

" Ben " The Animagus licked his lips, the warmth of the water by shining drops that beaded on his forehead. "I wanted to tell you about two other people ... You know, those with whom I slept."

Of subjects that Sirius could have addressed, that there was absolutely not part of what Remus had expected. A ball formed in his throat and the young werewolf swallowed several times, unable to speak. He had no desire to learn more about the girls that Sirius had known intimately. Not here, not now, when he came to understand his feelings and he was about to confess everything to the Animagus. But he wanted above all, being a good friend, so instead of stopping, Remus shook his head.

Daniel Watkins and Terrence Carmichael. "

Oh.

-
- first day - second day - third day - fourth day - fifth day -
- sixth day, part - seventh day -