Chapter Title: ...Meeting
Author: fuzzyalligator
Rating: T
Genre: Romance, Humor, Friendship
Disclaimer: Not mine. If they were, there'd be more Remus/Sirius in the books.

A/N: Just something that's been floating around in my head for the past...month? xD

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The only sounds Remus could hear while he washed the lunch dishes were the chirping birds outside, the wind whistling and the clinking of the utensils as he set them down in the dryer. It was very peaceful.

Too peaceful.

It was normally noisy after lunch, so Remus knew that something was amiss. He set the plate he'd been drying down and went room to room, searching for the cause of the silence.

He found it sitting in his bedroom with his and Sirius' photo album sitting open on his lap. "What're you doing, Harry?" he asked the little boy, walking further into the room and sat next to him on the bed.

The little boy beamed up at Remus and pointed to the moving picture of the Marauders during their first week at Hogwarts. James' parents had let him take their camera so he could send them pictures of his new friends. "This looks like you and Padfoot!" the five year-old exclaimed happily.

"That's because that is Padfoot and me," Remus chuckled, pulling the boy into his lap as he looked down at the four smiling faces. He pointed to the other two Gryffindors in the picture with a sad smile, explaining who they were. "That's your daddy and that's our…friend, Peter."

"Are you at Hoggywarts?" Harry asked curiously, now staring at the black haired boy that would turn into his father.

Remus chuckled lightly at the name of the school and nodded, "Yeah, that's our first week there. Do you want to hear how I met the others?"

Harry looked up at Remus so fast the man was a little shocked he hadn't hurt himself. "Yeah! Please, please, please!"

"Alright," the brunet said, wrapping an arm around Harry's middle to pick him and the photo album up. "But we're going to do it in your room. You're supposed to be taking a nap, yeah?"

"Right!" Harry said with a giggle, having a great time at being carried the 'fun way'.

Once the two made it into Harry's room, Remus set him down and watched as he hurried under his covers, clearly excited for a story about 'Hoggywarts'. Ever since he'd been old enough, Harry constantly asked to hear stories about when they were younger. Remus knew that he wanted to hear a story about his parents, but, even the five year-old realized that it still hurt to think about their deceased friends.

"Now…" Remus said, sitting on the floor next to the tiny bed, "You wanted to hear the story of how we met, right?"

"Right!" Harry said again excitedly and snuggled down into his bed, cuddling his stuffed Snitch toy close.

Remus carefully removed the young boy's glasses, setting them on the bedside table and opening the photo album up once again. The two looked down at the four smiling boys and watched as Sirius reached over to Peter and rubbed his head with his fist in a playful manner. "Well…I met Peter on the train ride to Hogwarts."

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Remus had been lucky enough to find an empty compartment on the Hogwarts Express; all the others were filled with loud students excited for the new school year to begin. The quiet boy gently opened the book his father had loaned him for while he was away, being careful with the aged spine.

A couple of chapters in there were a few short raps at the door and then a short, round boy slipped into the compartment. "H-hello…" he stammered, looking around nervous. "May I join you?"

"Go ahead," Remus answered with a small smile, sitting up to seem inviting. Once the mousy haired boy sat down, he held out his hand. "Hullo, I'm Remus Lupin."

"Oh, uh…Peter Pettigrew," he introduced, shaking the other's hand with a small smile. "What're you reading?"

Remus looked down at the book in his hand and held it up for the boy to see it better. "It's a Muggle book," he explained when he saw the confused look on his face. "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is about two boys and their adventures down the Mississippi River." He decided that going into great detail wouldn't be necessary; the boy already looked bored.

"Why're you reading?" Peter asked, already looking comfortable with him.

"It's my dad's." Remus placed the book mark to save his spot and put it on the trunk above them both. Once he was sitting again, he turned to smile at the boy. Although he was afraid of becoming too close to anyone at Hogwarts, there was just something about Peter that made Remus feel at ease with him.

For the majority of the ride the two boys spoke of random things, from Quidditch to which House they thought they would be in - both knew about the houses since each of them came from a magical family.

"I think I'll be in Ravenclaw," Remus admitted with a faint blush of embarrassment. His mother had always told him that he was smart enough for that particular House, as did Dumbledore - although there was a glint in his eye when he mentioned Gryffindor during their meeting.

Peter nodded lightly, "I'll end up being in Hufflepuff, I just know it. I'm not smart enough for Ravenclaw, brave enough for Gryffindor, or evil enough for Slytherin."

The two chuckled at the little joke, but before they could speculate further, the compartment door flung open to reveal two black haired boys. One had glasses while the other had the most expressive grey eyes Remus had ever seen (But he didn't tell that particular part to Harry).

Each waved to the other boys in the compartment before sitting down across from each other. "Hullo, I'm Sirius. Sirius Black." The grey eyed boy extended a hand and shook both of the boys properly, like he'd been taught to do that since he was very young, then promptly slouched against the back of his seat.

"And I'm James Potter." He seemed to be less formal, but still held the same air of superiority as Sirius did.

Remus and Peter introduced themselves, both highly aware of Sirius' foul mood. The once easy conversation became stifled as neither of the original boys wanted to see what would set Sirius off.

James must have noticed it too because he reached across and slapped the other boy's head hard, earning a yelp from him. "Stop scaring them," he scolded with a playful smirk and turned back to the others. "Don't mind him, we've just met-"

"A hooked-nosed grease ball," Sirius finished for him, making them both laugh loudly at the insult.

Remus noticed that Peter was wringing his hands nervously and tried to change the topic of conversation away from the 'hooked-nosed grease ball' to something interesting. "Peter was just telling me that he thinks he's going to be in Hufflepuff," he explained, grateful for earning both of their attentions. "And I'm going to be in Ravenclaw, I'm sure."

"James and me are going to be in Gryffindor," Sirius said proudly, puffing out his chest a little reminding Remus of a parakeet puffing out its chest in excitement.

The other three boys stared at him for a moment before all of them laughed out loud, each earning a playful glare from Sirius before he pounced at James.

After that, the atmosphere instantly became friendly and the four boys were chatting as if they had been friends for years until the train ride came to an end at Hogsmeade Station. They all climbed into a boat and Sirius pointed to a skinny boy sitting with a red headed girl a few boat away. "That's him!" he declared, causing many of the other first years to turn towards him.

"It's Snivellus!" James said, noticing him too.

That's when Remus realized why they had called him a 'hooked-nosed grease ball.' His nose did resemble a hook slightly and the way the moon bounced off his shiny hair, Remus could only guess that it was greasy.

When 'Snivellus' looked over, he glared harshly at them all and sneered. "Found more idiots like yourself, Potter?" he asked with a sneer then turned back to his companion before either of them could retaliate to his insult.

Hagrid - the rather large man that was escorting them to the school via boat - had called out, wondering what the ruckus was. The rest of the ride was fairly quiet, with Peter and James trying to distract Sirius from Severus Snape.

Remus made sure to be careful as he got out of the boat, but ended up falling down anyways. A few of the larger boys laughed as they walked by, but Sirius jogged back to help him to his feet. "Oi, be careful," he said, sounding a little worried. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Remus said and realized that the other boy was studying his face intently. The full moon was still a few weeks away, so there shouldn't be any sign of the wolf just yet. "W-what?"

Sirius blinked, looking like he was roused from deep thinking then shook his head before turning away. "Come on, we're going to be late," he said, gripping Remus' wrist lightly before dragging him after all the other students.

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"And then we were all Sorted," Remus said, smiling down at Harry. Although his eyes were closed, Remus knew that he was still awake. He always made sure to stay wakeful to hear the end of every single story he was told. "Do you know what happened after that?"

Harry tiredly opened his eyes then smiled. "You, dad, and Padfoot were Sorted into Gryffindor with mummy and stayed friends forever."

"Right," Remus chuckled and leaned in to lightly kiss him on his scarred forehead before getting up. The photo album was tucked tightly under his arm as he walked toward the door, making sure to crack the door open enough for light to shine through. "Sleep well, Harry."

The little boy made a soft noise in response before drifting off to sleep.

The house was still quiet as Remus slowly walked back to the room he shared with Sirius. He fixed the blankets from where he and Harry had been sitting earlier and turned around when he heard a small chuckle from behind him. "Hullo, Padfoot," he said affectionately, continuing his cleaning.

The black haired man unclasped his Auror robe before walking forward to pull Remus into a stomach flipping kiss. "Miss me?" he asked with a cheeky grin, earning a playful pinch on his bum from his lover. "I'll take that as a 'yes'."

"You know I did, you handsome narcissist." Remus tried to put the photo album down without Sirius realizing it, but failed.

"What've you got there?" Without waiting for an answer, Sirius stole the album and smiled sadly. "Ah…"

Remus looked down as Sirius flipped open the book to a picture of the two of them sitting by the lake. "Harry found it," he explained as he watched the photo copies of him and Sirius turn away from the camera to kiss each other lovingly.

Sirius nodded slowly, still staring at the photo. With his eyes still on photo-Remus, he pulled the real one to the bed and the two men spent the rest of Harry's nap remembering the good times.

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A/N2: Are there any memories that you would like to see? ;)