Title: Just Like Old Times

Rating: K

Genre: Romance/Humor

Setting: First war

Ship: RL/SB, of course!

Disclaimer: I do not own Remus, Sirius, or The Blues Brothers.

A/N: Just a short bit of semi-fluffy humor. Oneshot. This is my first RL/SB fic. Enjoy and please review!

Sirius and Remus left the cinema, laughing hysterically at the film they had just seen. Life had been hectic for the members of the
Order with Voldemort now in power, so the two canine Marauders decided to take an evening off and relax by going to see a Mugle
movie.

Remus wiped tears of mirth from his eyes and said, "Hey Sirius – Voldemort can't stop us!"

Sirius snorted and finished, "We're on a mission from God!" The two friends burst out into a fit of loud, raucous laughter, leaning
onto each other for support. Eventually, they calmed down and began the walk home.

Sirius draped an arm around his friend's shoulder and said, "I'm glad we finally got a break from the whole War thing, Moony. That
was fun."

Remus swung his arm around Sirius' waist and said. "It was. God, Padfoot, it feels like it's been forever since we just hung out like
this."

Sirius sighed. "I know, mate," he said. "But hey, this'll all be over soon and we'll be back to marauding, just like old times."

Remus and Sirius continued to talk and laugh as they walked through the crowded London streets, neither one aware of how...close
they looked. Sirius let out a bark-like laugh at something Remus said and jokingly kissed him on the top of his head.

"Ew!" Remus cried. "Padfoot germs!" The two laughed again, but stopped when they heard an aghast cry from among the crowd of
Londoners.

"Don't look at the sinners, Ralphie! Just look away!" The two men halted in their steps when they saw an angry-looking older
woman glaring at them furiously and covering her sons' eyes. "Sinners!" she yelled at them. "Filth! Abominations!"

Remus scoffed, a bit confused at the outburst. "Sounds like your mum," he said to Sirius. "But what'd – oh." Only then did Remus
and Sirius realize that their friendly embrace probably looked like something else to the general public. Remus was about to remove his
arm from around Sirius, but the Animagus had an idea. He glanced at the woman who was still calling them sinners, and with a mischieous
glint in his eye, pulled the werewolf in for a kiss. Remus initially was just as shocked as the woman, but when Sirius deepened the kiss at
the sound of the woman's horrified gasp, Remus knew what he was up to. He smiled against Sirius' lips and swung his arms around the
slightly taller man's neck, running his hands through Sirius' long, dark hair.

By this point, the yells of, "Sinners! SINNERS!" had attracted a bit of a crowd on the busy street. A small group of onlookers
gathered around the snogging wizards and the woman, while others only giggled as they passed by. Someone threw money at their feet
and told them to get a room. Sirius and Remus, however, paid them no mind. They hardly even noticed the cries of damnation anymore.

Finally, someone in the crowed walked up to the woman and yelled, "SHUT UP!" The woman stopped screaming, scowled at the
stranger, turned her nose to the sky and stormed off, dragging her confused son in tow. As soon as she left, the rest of the crowd began to
dissipate, but not without leaving the werewolf and the Animagus a few cheers and catcalls.

Finally, Remus and Sirius broke apart, though they still held each other in a loose embrace. The two looked at each other...and
laughed. Loudly and uninhibitedly. Leaning against each other, they resumed the position they held earlier (before they were so rudely
interrupted) and continued the walk home, laughing at the expense of others, just like old times.