Remus stood by the window, a reminiscent smile on his face as he stared off into the distant night sky. "Fireworks, Sirius. Have you never seen them?
He was given a small, sad smile in return "Never, Remus."
"Oh, I must show you sometime. They're so beautiful.
Sirius's expression changed to one of eager desire. "Are they? Are they anything like wizard's fireworks?"
"No, silly," He said, chuckling softly as he ruffled his lover's hair. "But they are magical" he added with a wink.
Sirius looked up at the slightly older boy with a look of innocent confusion. Having been born to a pureblooded family, not only were muggle things foreign, they were completely off limits. "How can they be if muggles made them?"
Remus changed his tactic to one of gentle taunting, with a sing-song like edge to his voice. "You'll just have to wait and see."
Padfoot nearly exploded in anticipation, his tone resembling that of a ornery child as he whined, "But Remusss!"
"No buts about it, Siri" was the firm answer to his pleading.
Giving his best puppy dog pout, the animagus continued his begging. "Please Remus"
"Sorry Sirius, not even that is going to work today." Knowing the only thing that would goad the playful pup and distract his attention was food Remus quickly changed topics, "Come on, Sir, we're going to be late for dinner if we don't hurry."
Eyes nearly exploding in eagerness Sirius exclaimed, "DINNER! Where?" and took off towards the castle, forgetting for a moment that he was in human form and he had barely gotten a foot in the right direction before he became a tangled mess of limbs and collapsed.
Remus soon found himself overcome in a ferocious fit of giggling. "You and your appitite."
Pouting once more, Sirius playfully retorted, "Well, you and your giggling."
At this proclamation Remus immediatly ceased his antics and forced his voice into a mocking version of a ministry official. "I resent that, Mister Black. I am a grown man, and grown men certainly do no such thing as giggle."
Evil gleam in his eye Sirius replied "We'll just have to see about that," and the next thing he knew Moony found himself dragged to the ground with his friend in a ceaseless barrage of vicious tickling and as soon as he could take a breath he smiled.
"Alright, Padfoot, I get your point." And the tickles subsided to a passionate kiss and as they lay on the ground, at a loss to the surroundings, Sirius didn't even notice the fireworks.