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The full moon was really wearing Remus out; he was in bed most of the day with his mutt boyfriend never straying from his side. Remus's fingers stayed tangled in Sirius's fur until it was time to take the tonic. He downed it coughing as his eyes slid shut. Remus woke the next morning more or less the same except the bed was in tatters and Padfoot was curled up on the remaining few fragments of blanket.
"It didn't work then?" Remus asked looking at the cuts on his naked body. The dark dog shook his head. "I guess we had better clean this mess up." Remus said as he went to get a new pair of clothes and his wand. When he returned Sirius was still a wolf but with a quick flip of his wand the tatters of blanket formed one and landed on the bed that was once again whole. "Come on then I'll make breakfast." Remus said as he began tracing the cuts on his arms with his wand closing them painfully. Padfoot loped along after Remus into the kitchen and waited patiently for the food to be done.
"Here" Remus said putting the plate on the floor for Sirius to eat and putting a plate in Kreacher's nest before serving himself. When the two had their full Remus cleared the plates and went to write a letter to Snape. His hand shook slightly as it hovered over the parchment. Sirius put his head on Remus's lap and waited until the letter was finished before fetching the owl. Remus tied the roll to the owl's leg before letting it out the window.
"Now I bet Buckbeak's hungry." Remus said as he went and got some dead ferrets and went up with Padfoot still trotting after to feed the hippogriff. When that was done Remus went to the sitting room and opened a book. Sirius sprawled out next to him on the couch with his furry head once again in Remus's lap and reveled in the sound of Remus reading aloud.
When the story was finished Remus closed the book and put it aside looking instead down at Sirius. "Let's see, you're mad that Severus sent a bad batch and you want to start a roe but after last night's nightmares being right doesn't matter as much." Remus said softly looking into the dark round eyes of his canine boyfriend. The furry mutt buried his head deeper in Remus's chest confirming what Remus had read from the other. Remus kissed the top of Sirius's head. "You were right." He whispered.