Sirius Orion Black had it all. His own flat (well he still had to buy one); a hard-earned fortune (actually..well..he inherited it); and a perfect fiancé (who still had yet to say yes). Sirius sighed and ran a hand through his recently-shortened black hair. The Marauders had finished with Hogwarts a little over a month ago, and absolutely nothing had happened since then. Sirius hadn't seen anyone but James—he was most definitely not satisfied. The only person the boy currently wanted to see was one Remus John Lupin. But, according to the werewolf's letters, his parents would not be letting that happen anytime soon. Although Remus was a more than capable wizard, his parents were not ready to let go of their little wolf-pup. In Sirius's very humble opinion, Remus was ready to live on his own. (Well, actually he was ready to live with Sirius, in Sirius's opinion.) The grey-eyed boy sighed and flopped onto his borrowed bed. "Something wrong, mate?" James entered the room to find Sirius tearing a paper to shreds.
"Course not. Everything's just peachy." He pointed his wand at the shreds. "Reparo."
"Then what are you doing?" Sirius just shurged. James grabbed the letter from his hand. "'Parents said I have to stay home today.' This is why you're sulking?" Sirius pouted. "You can apparate can't you?" The Black blushed.
"I don't actually know where he lives." James erupted in laughter. "It's not my fault!" His blushed darkened. "It's not like his parents would just invite me over."
"Well why don't you ask him where he lives?" The bespectacled boy was still laughing. Sirius slid off the bed, snatched the letter from James, and tore it up again.
"I will!" The former quidditch star smiled as Sirius scribbled a quick note to Remus. "We'll have a great time without you later." The dog-animagus sat on the window-ledge and watched his owl fly off.
Sirius remained in the same spot until his saw his owl returning forty minutes later. He read Remus's reply with a smile. The pureblood closed his eyes and focused on Remus. With a distinctive 'pop!' he arrived at the Lupin household. Remus, who heard Sirius arrive, flung open the door before the other boy could knock. "Hey Moony." The werewolf threw his arms around Sirius's neck.
"Hi, Pads." He smiled and buried his face in Remus's amber hair. "Would you like to come in?" Sirius kissed the top of his boyfriend's head.
"I'd like nothing better." The boys laced their fingers together and entered the house. But they had hardly crossed the threshold when the Lupins joined them. Their eyes widened as they saw the boy who was trying to take their son away from them.
"Oh Remus, you have a guest?" Sirius tightened his grip. "I don't remember you mentioning one."
"Well that's because I didn't, Mum. But now that he's here, it would be a waste to send him away." Remus smiled at his parents. "Don't you agree?" John Lupin put a hand on his wife's shoulder as if to say 'there's nothing we can do about it now'. "I'm going to show Sirius around, if that's alright?" His father just nodded slowly. The werewolf led Sirius up the stairs. Elizabeth Lupin had wanted to say something in protest, but she remained silent. She's had to let him go sometime—no matter how unready she thought he was.
"So they really don't like me." Remus pulled Sirius into his room.
"It's not that they don't like you personally." The pureblood scoffed. "It's just that they're still having a hard time dealing with their werewolf of a son being gay." Sirius looked ready to say something, but Remus shook his head. "But you didn't come over here just to talk about my parents." Remus let go of Sirius's hand and threaded his fingers in that black hair. The animagus gripped the werewolf's hips and brought their lips together.
"You're right. I came over to do that." Remus smiled. "And to steal you away of course. How in the world are we supposed to look for flats together if I'm not allowed to see you?"
"Still hung up on the flat idea, then?"
"Course." Sirius gripped the werewolf's hips tighter and pulled him closer. "Let's go now—seeing as I finally caught you." Remus gnawed at his lip and looked at his closed door.
"Right now?" Sirius nodded. "Where?"
"London?" Remus laughed a little.
"London's a pretty big city." The pureblood shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
"Well I'm free all day." Remus, who had completely forgotten why he even said no in the first place, beamed. He pulled Sirius's lips down to his own. "Yes?"
"Yes."
The sun was just beginning to set when Remus and Sirius returned to the Lupin house. John and Elizabeth seized Remus as they walked into the house. "Where have you been? We've been worried sick!" The werewolf shrugged them off.
"I've just been out. I'm fine." John looked behind his son at Sirius with some distaste.
"So you were out all day with that boy, even after everything we had to go through with you." Remus winced—his lycanthropy was clearly 'everything'. Sirius, who was most definitely not going to watch from the sidelines, gripped Remus's hand.
"Remus isn't a little boy anymore. You can't coddle him and then bully him whenever you want anymore." The werewolf squeezed Sirius's hand.
"It's alright Sirius." He took a deep breath. "I'm moving out and living with Sirius." The Lupins looked at their son in shock. "We were looking at flats today."
"Where do you expect to get the money for a flat?"
"Well you see Mr. and Mrs. Lupin, my late Uncle left me quite a fortune." Sirius ruffled his hair a bit sheepishly. "So I'd say we could afford a small flat." Elizabeth Lupin bit her lip and looked up at her husband. Now that his earlier anger had deflated, John was looking at his son thoughtfully.
"I guess there's nothing else to it then." He put his hand on Remus's shoulder. "You're always welcome to come back, Remus." The werewolf let go of Sirius's hand and hugged his parents.
"I know. It's not like this goodbye." That boy grew much too old much too fast, Elizabeth thought as she watched Sirius and Remus go upstairs. Sure they didn't exactly have the ideal family-life, but they were still family. She'd still miss her little pup.