Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling, though if it were up to me they would all be mine. Please don't sue me; I've spent any money that I might have had. Flame me if you want to, you just won't be invited to the barbecue :P.
Now, on with the madness.
Remus groaned from the couch. Sirus smiled as he brought him a cup of tea. "I think you're smashed." Remus frowned at Sirus.
"It was that time of the month, Si. Besides how could I have gotten drunk?
The only one who could have slipped me anything was... Sirus, you didn't."
Sirus tried to look innocent than realized how much he was failing and smiled. "Awww, common Remus. I never get to see you drunk and besides you can't do so much damage when you're a tipsy werewolf." Remus pointed to the lump on his forehead.
"Is that how I got this?" he asked.
"Yes you bumped into the wall about, um" Sirus started to count on his fingers, while Remus took a sip of tea. "About 12 times and that's only when I figured that I should start keeping count." Sirus smiled doggedly at Remus who gave him an "I'm not amused" look.
"Why do you have to stay with me?" Remus asked exasperatedly. "I mean couldn't you have stayed with someone else from the old group?"
"There are very few of the old group left, Remus and besides you need someone to look after you. We all have some old demons to work through still, but you have the most." Sirus said suddenly serious.
Remus frowned at him but before he could say anything else there was a knock at the door. The two men looked at each other Sirus than got up and turned into a dog. Remus slowly got up and called "Who is it?" He opened the door a crack than smiled. "Professor Dumbledore, come in." Sirus smiled at the kindly old professor.
"Well how are the booth of you doing?" He asked as they all sat down. Remus shot a look at Sirus who smiled widely at Dumbledore.
"What?" he asked Remus.
"Nothing. How can we help you professor?" Remus asked, a worried expression on his face. Sirus' suddenly mirrored his.
"Nothing has happened to Harry has it?"
"Oh no, Harry's fine. His grades are up and he's only had.. six detentions this quarter. Yes they were all from Snape. Those two just can't seem to get along, it rather reminds me of James and Severus... but I digress. I have a favor to ask."
"Just ask it and we'll help." Sirus said. Dumbledore smiled; glad to see the fire in Sirus' eyes.
"I need a New Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
He, he. Will Remus become the new D.A.D.A teacher? Will Harry and Snape ever get along? What will happen to Sirus if Remus accepts? Where am I going with this story? Will I ever get a life? We'll find out same bat time, same bat channel.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling, though if it were up to me they would all be mine. Please don't sue me; I've spent any money that I might have had. Flame me if you want to, you just won't be invited to the barbecue :P.
Now, on with the madness.
Remus groaned from the couch. Sirus smiled as he brought him a cup of tea. "I think you're smashed." Remus frowned at Sirus.
"It was that time of the month, Si. Besides how could I have gotten drunk?
The only one who could have slipped me anything was... Sirus, you didn't."
Sirus tried to look innocent than realized how much he was failing and smiled. "Awww, common Remus. I never get to see you drunk and besides you can't do so much damage when you're a tipsy werewolf." Remus pointed to the lump on his forehead.
"Is that how I got this?" he asked.
"Yes you bumped into the wall about, um" Sirus started to count on his fingers, while Remus took a sip of tea. "About 12 times and that's only when I figured that I should start keeping count." Sirus smiled doggedly at Remus who gave him an "I'm not amused" look.
"Why do you have to stay with me?" Remus asked exasperatedly. "I mean couldn't you have stayed with someone else from the old group?"
"There are very few of the old group left, Remus and besides you need someone to look after you. We all have some old demons to work through still, but you have the most." Sirus said suddenly serious.
Remus frowned at him but before he could say anything else there was a knock at the door. The two men looked at each other Sirus than got up and turned into a dog. Remus slowly got up and called "Who is it?" He opened the door a crack than smiled. "Professor Dumbledore, come in." Sirus smiled at the kindly old professor.
"Well how are the booth of you doing?" He asked as they all sat down. Remus shot a look at Sirus who smiled widely at Dumbledore.
"What?" he asked Remus.
"Nothing. How can we help you professor?" Remus asked, a worried expression on his face. Sirus' suddenly mirrored his.
"Nothing has happened to Harry has it?"
"Oh no, Harry's fine. His grades are up and he's only had.. six detentions this quarter. Yes they were all from Snape. Those two just can't seem to get along, it rather reminds me of James and Severus... but I digress. I have a favor to ask."
"Just ask it and we'll help." Sirus said. Dumbledore smiled; glad to see the fire in Sirus' eyes.
"I need a New Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
He, he. Will Remus become the new D.A.D.A teacher? Will Harry and Snape ever get along? What will happen to Sirus if Remus accepts? Where am I going with this story? Will I ever get a life? We'll find out same bat time, same bat channel.