AN: More honeymoon chappies for ya! YAYY! Just saying, everything that happens to Sirius in this chapter actually happened to me when I was snorkeling in the Bahamas once.. So he's experiencing my experiances? I guess?
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Lurves,
Alex


Snorkeling

"C'mon Remus, get on! It's not going to bite you!" I call out to my skittish husband, who's hanging onto the dock for dear life, too afraid to let go. Why he's afraid of a two-foot drop into a boat, I'll never know. I rented a boat from a marinara near by (AN: Sirius being a moron and thinking a marina is a marinara XD) and me and Rem are headed out for a day of snorkeling and snogging and picnicking out on the ocean.

That is, if Remus will ever get on the boat. I decide to just pluck Remus off the dock like I was picking something off a shelf and deposit him onto the 17-foot boat I rented (we're trying to do this whole honeymoon by muggle means. I have to admit, it's rather exciting!). Once on the boat, he looks around and smiles, not looming so nervous.

"It's not so bad, Sirius. HonESTLY!" his voice edges up into a high shriek as I rev the boats engine, speeding out of the dock at about fifteen miles an hour.

"Sirius! What are you doing?" he shouts, now hiding onto ME for dear life. I have to admit, being held for dear life does have it's benefits... I give him a kiss onto lips that are gnawing into each other with anxiety.

"Relax Rem. I'm not going to do anything dangerous. Now just sit down and look pretty- don't you worry a single little hair on your head. Our day is going to be splendid." I tell him cheerfully, pushing him down to sit onto the bench behind the steering wheel. I know how to drive boats from weeks spent during summers up with Peter at his lake house. Remus would go but would always be hovering just out of reach of the water, afraid to go swimming for fear of his scars showing. Now that James figured out a cover-up spell that lasts for a few hours, Remus can go swimming worry-free. He doesn't ever use it with me, though, because he knows I never care how he looks.

He wraps an arm around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder, smelling strongly of sunscreen. With a huge smile on my face I flatten the throttle all the way down, taking off over the crystalline waters at about twenty-five miles an hour. The wind whips through our hair as we cruise, and I'm reminded of my motorcycle. That same adrenaline, the bursts of speed, the same feeling of flying... Remus seems to be enjoying it as well, face lit up with delight as he takes in the incredible scenery around us.

Mountains tower over the incredibly clear sea, covered in lush forests of deep green trees and tiny caves way, way up high. Miniature islands dot the horizon, white puffy clouds float above us, and we speed over tangles of seaweed, scaring fish and seabirds. A pod of dolphins leap up on the side of the boat, seeming to be in a race with us, and Remus gasps in happiness, reaching one hand out as if to touch them.

All earlier fears forgotten, he leaps off the seat and rushes to the side of the boat, eagerly gazing into the light blue water with wonder in his eyes. Even from here, where I'm driving, I try to spot the whimsical creatures that capture Remus's attention so magically. I can see colors flashing, scales shimmering, and every once in a while a fish will jump out of the water to shine in the sunlight, causing Remus's enchanted smile to grow even larger.

Large patches of kelp drift by, accompanied by screaming seabirds that shriek at us from being disturbed. Still grinning like a fool, I keep driving, roaring along the coastline of Hawaii until I find the place our guide told us about. There's a big red flag with a stripe of white diagonal down the center sticking out of a huge white buoy that's floating in the water. Apparently, it's a flag to show that people Re snorkeling in the water. I tie up to it and scan the area. Right now, the water is deserted- there's absolutely no one there! Its a perfect time for me and Rem to be able to see what's down in the deep.

I pull off my t-shirt and kick off my thongs (AN: LMFAO aka flip-flops- my mom said thongs the other day and I DIED!), looking out over the edge of the boat onto a beautiful coral reef. I reach out one finger and carefully touch the water, making sure that it isn't just some fancy mirage, making sure that I actually here, in this lovely place, with my Remus.

Remus, the sneaky little git, comes up behind me and makes like he's going to hug me, but pushes me straight over the side of the boat and into the water! With a loud yelp I fall in, clutching at the boat sides and splashing around like a fool. it's not as bad as the ocean back home though- when you fall in there, it's freezing cold. Here, it's about the temperature of lukewarm bathwater. Quite pleasant, actually.

I flip my hair out of my eyes and grin at Remus, holding out my hand for my wand so I can cast the Bubble-Headed charm, which allows wizards to stay underwater for long periods of time with a bubble of air surrounding their heads. He tosses me my wand and he, so happy and confident before, now looks at the water apprehensively.

"Sirius, are there sharks?" he asks nervously, carefully removing his shoes and shirt. I'm not really paying attention, I'm too busy staring at Remus and practically drooling. He's sexy to me all the time, but now... Damn. I want to lay him down and shag him rotten. His golden hair is being slowly bleached by the sun, tiny strands of light blonde peeking in through the darker tawny gold. His skin, usually so very, very pale, is now a lovely light golden shade, like the color of a very lightly toasted marshmallow. Not even close to as tan as me, but his skin seems to glow slightly in the light, skin-kissed and healthy. His body, always so slender and willowy and graceful but still under-fed and fragile, the body that still has the hard muscles and long planes and bony angles of a werewolf, looks so gorgeous in a feral, sexy, oh-sweet-Merlin-screw-me-NOW way.

He notices me staring and does a little dance, turning around and shaking his arse at me. My mouth is slack in a stupid looking grin, transfixed by my husband. Suddenly remembering, (unfortunately- I deserve MUCH more time than that to stare at Remus) that I'm floating in the middle of the ocean, I shake my head to clear it. We'll have plenty of time for shagging later.

"Come in Rem! Before I have to drag you!" I shout, rather hoping he doesn't come in so I do get to drag him. Damn Remus and his amazing hotness! He steps onto the side of the boat, wobbling over and clamping a hand on his nose before ever-so-ungracefully falling in. He sputters around for a minute before I grab him and kiss him, or, try to kiss him, seeing that I still have a bubble on my head.

He laughs at me, holding onto my hand while he takes my wand and performs the Bubble-Headed charm on himself, then throwing my wand back onto the boat with a clatter. I grab his hand and doggy-paddle with one hand through the water, trying to get close to the big buoy. He wiggles out of my grasp and dives under the water, and I see his rippling shape go down deeper and deeper and deeper.

I take a big breath, squeeze my eye shut, and follow him, because I want to be surprised by what I see when I open them underwater. I open one eye a slit, and then the other, staring around in complete shock and amazement.

It's like I'm on another planet. Brightly colored corals are spread out all over the ocean floor, some shaped like brains, some shaped like golf balls. Huge tubes of a spongey material let out tiny fish when I poke them. Large sea fans wave gently as the waves roll overhead, anemones wave vivid color tentacles, and pieces of seaweed drift by, tiny crabs and minuscule fish attached onto them. I'm surrounded by a school of grey fish as I swim down a little deeper, which dart once around my legs then swim off. Bright orange fish with black and white stripes move in and out of anemones, black and white fish skim all the coral, and a large fish sparkling all the colors of the rainbow swims sluggishly over a sea fan, it's lips looking like a parrot's beak.

On closer inspection, there's hundreds of fish on the coral, I just couldn't see them because they were hiding in the coral. There's bright pink fish, regal looking yellow, black, white and red fish, and out of a rocky crevice a huge green eel slithers lazily, traveling over a sandy oath on the bottom of the ocean floor and disappearing into another rock. I swim over and poke Remus's arm, who's staring around with an expression of utter wonder and delight. I point out the eel and he shows me a huge lobster hiding under a price of coral. We flip around, wanting to explore more of the reef, and I come face to face with a enormous silver fish with tiny eyes and a mouthful of dagger-like, crooked teeth.

I quickly go through the list iffish the guide told me could be a problem. Sharks, wahoo, sea snakes, lionfish, barracuda, sting rays... Must be a barracuda. I'm frozen in place, staring eye to eye with this huge fish, until it suddenly spins around so fast it's just a grey blur in the water, tail smacking into my bubble from it's hasty retreat. I hear a garbled noise from beside me, and I turn to see Remus giggling at me. Prat.

I start tickling him, which definitely gets some more giggles out of him. I let him off easy and stop tickling him after two or three minutes, because Remus is extremely ticklish and wouldn't stop laughing for almost half and hour if I didn't stop. I do a backflips in the water, relishing the feeling of weightlessness I have, like riding a broomstick. Remus does little small strokes, still marveling at all the different sea life all around us.

A huge sea turtle plods slowly through the water, turning it's head to stare at us like we're invading it's privacy. Remus suddenly starts and grabs my arm in a death grip, pointing downwards at the sea floor. I look o where he's pointing and start myself. A shark, at least six or seven feet long, is cruising along, fins skimming the sand and stirring it up. Remus starts paddling furiously away, back towards the boat, with me hot on his tail.

We yank ourselves into the boat and sit there, panting and dripping in the midday sun.

"Well..." I eventually say, casting a drying charm on myself and Remus.

"That was exciting." Remus snorts in laughter but nods, glancing over the side of the boat again to stare into the water.

"It's so pretty here, Sirius. I love it." he smiles, and I'm instantly made even happier. I'm glad I picked a good place for our honeymoon. I wanted everything to be perfect for Remus and I. Remus sits down on the seat behind the steering wheel again with me, both of us shaded by the glaring heat from the little canopy over us.

I flick my wand and the rope untied itself from the buoy, and we slowly drive away from the snorkeling spot, scanning the water for any more interesting creatures. Remus finds another shark- we see its big grey fin sliding out of the water and see the top of it's tail, and I find a huge white seabirds that lands on our boat and just looks around at us before taking off again.