A/N: Tee hee. Ow. My pillow is digging into my back. What the hell?
This is set in PoA, after the Train Incident, when dinner's all done and over with, and Remus can finally chill.
Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters and settings.
Warning: Slash, angst.
Challenge: People on Bebo and LiveJournal are giving me prompts for Sirius/Remus fics, and I'll write one (or just biff the lot and write whatever I want) per day, posting them there, and here. This'll go on for the whole of May, so feel free to pop over to my LJ (link in my profile) and drop me a prompt!
Prompt: None
Chocolate
It was a little known fact that there was a reason behind Remus Lupin's lifelong chocolate addiction.
That reason went by the name of Sirius Black.
At Hogwarts, every month after his transformation, Sirius would be the first in the Hospital Wing, feeding Remus chocolate and holding his hand caringly.
As time went on and their relationship progressed, the chocolate would be accompanied by tender kisses; on his lips, his ears, and every single wound he had acquired. They were some of the happiest times of Remus' life, and always accompanied by that rich chocolatey taste.
Remus pondered all this as he sat in his new office at Hogwarts, a cup of tea in one hand, a bar of chocolate in the other, his lesson plans on the desk in front of him.
And, he decided, it was all Sirius Black's fault. Because, God help him, Remus still loved him and his goofy chocolate obsession.