A/N: I'm uploading part two immediately, because I'm in the mood. Besides, the chapters are short and really easy to think up.

RavenclawLupin11 presents:

Just Give Me a Reason

Part II: The Case of the Missing Socks

Sirius was absolutely frantic. He had been searching everywhere for his favorite pair of Wigwam socks all morning; he had missed breakfast. They were nowhere to be found. Sirius honestly didn't know how to function without them. He wore them with everything. He had to magically clean them each day so he could wear them daily. Without his socks, he couldn't go on. He headed down the stairs to the common room to ask the other boys if they had seen them.

"Frank, mate, have you seen my socks?"

The slightly round Francis Longbottom shook his head. "I tend not to go near your stuff. I'm afraid it may explode or spontaneously combust."

Sirius rolled his eyes and grabbed Peter. "Have you seen my socks?"

"Any of them or one pair in particular," Peter asked, slightly frightened.

"You know perfectly well what socks I am talking about," Sirius said, irritated at the small lump.

Peter swallowed hard. "Then no, Sirius, I haven't."

As the day went on, Sirius became more and more frantic. The students of Hogwarts all knew that Sirius wasn't able to find his socks. Professor McGonagall had told Sirius if he didn't nip it about the socks, she would make sure he never, ever had another pair of socks to wear again.

James and Remus had found Sirius' frustrations amusing. At dinner, Remus leaned over to James and whispered loud enough for Sirius to hear, "He's a few Hippogriff's short of a sleigh ride."

Sirius glared at Remus and got up and dusted, absolutely livid.

Later that night, with the curtains drawn around his bed to drown out the incessant moaning of Sirius, Remus picked up his pillow. Laying under it, were a pair of old, white striped socks. They had the letters "SB" monogrammed in elegant calligraphy on the side of each of them. Remus lifted them up to his nose and smelled them. It was stupid, he knew, but Remus had to take something that was all Sirius. The boy wore these socks daily and they gave off the most Sirius smell of any other article of his clothing. He'd never tell Sirius he took them. Once everyone was asleep, Remus would slip them back into Sirius' trunk, as though they had been there all along. The next day, Sirius would dance around the dormitory celebrating the reunion between him and his socks. But, for now, they were Remus's and his heart belonged to Sirius.