Disclaimer: See chapter one.

A/N: Yes, I realized its spelled biscuits, not biscuts, for all you people out there that think I'm an insane woman with no sense of cooking references whatsoever. But hey, even my mother had to check a Bisquick box to make sure. ;)

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I sniffled a bit as Sirius intertwined his fingers with mine. I began staring down at our hands, remembering all the things those hands symbolized.

...meeting Sirius for the first time ever inside Flourish and Blotts, the way he shook my hand, and I could tell right then, those were powerful hands....

...the way those hands supported me when I was having a rough night... before or after a full moon...so helpful and caring...

...when he held my hand for the first time as we walked through the halls, letting everyone know of our relationship, the way he wasnt afraid to show that he was in love...

...and finally, the way those hands held me when we kissed...

...such strong hands...

I was shaken out of my reverie as Sirius reached up to run his other hand along my face. I shuddered inwardly from the caress.

"Remus...love...what is it? ... Is it me? Damn, I'm being bloody foolish, aren't I? Of course it's me...I've messed things up again..." he whispered.

I shook my head. "No, Siri, I'm sorry, its just...its been so long...I...I don't know how to act...."

Sirius grasped my hands tightly and hauled me to my feet. "I know...we have a lot of, er, discussing to do before we get back into sync...."

"If we ever can...." I muttered. Sirius looked a tad crestfallen at my statement, but nodded anyway.

"Come on..." He said, gently pulling me towards the backdoor of the kitchen. "Let's go out here..."

I knew where he was taking me.

He led me to the tree swing hanging from the huge oak tree a few yards out the back door. The only tree between the house and the forest a half a mile or so out.

As we sat, Sirius murmured, "Do you remember when you got this, Moony?"

I nodded silently, my slowing drying eyes welling up with tears again.

Even though I had nodded, Sirius continued, "I bought you this swing the summer after we moved in... because I knew how much you loved to read outside, but there was no place comfortable for you to do it.... So this way, I could lounge next to you and observe the way you concentrated on your bloody reading, and contrive new ways to distract you...and if I remember correctly, you quite loved this swing, and had to charm it a few times to keep the damn thing from falling apart with wear."

I nodded again, smiling slightly through my tears, as Sirius began to rock the swing gently back and forth.

Sirius began once again, "I remember when we first had to charm this thing. We'd only had it a bit over a month, but boy, had it been through a lot." He winked as he said this, and I couldn't help but grin at the thought of all the antics we had put the poor swing through.

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"Remus, aren't you tired of reading yet?" Sirius asked, poking me in the ribs.

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