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Chapter Eleven:
The door to the hospital room opened and four heads turned to see a much more mature looking Moony than the one they had said goodbye to. He smiled apologetically then stepped inside the room.
"Sorry about the intrusion," Remus apologized. "I got Sirius's owl while I was on the train and came as soon as I could." He closed the door. "I'm also sorry for missing the wedding."
"Nonsense," said James. "You were indisposed at the time."
"Yes," Lilly agreed. She looked up from the blue bundle in her arms. "Think nothing of it."
"Of course I'm going to think something of it!" argued Moony lightly. "I missed my friends' wedding. Besides, it would've been one of the rare opportunities where I could've seen Sirius in a tuxedo." He grinned at Padfoot, who was shaking his head in amusement. "I've got a late wedding present for you two."
Remus opened up a bag he was carrying with him and handed a package to James.
James opened it up and Lilly grinned with glee. It was a set of fogged wine glasses made out of Romanian glass. (A/N: My dad's girlfriend bought a fogged glass vase that's made of Romanian glass ... It's gorgeous.)
"They're lovely," Lilly complimented. "Thank you, Remus."
"Yeah, Moony," James agreed. "These are really nice."
"I figured you'd like them." Smiling, Remus handed Peter a package next.
Peter blinked.
"Oh, thank you." He smiled, not have been expecting a gift. He opened it to find a book on Romanian legends and myths. "Oh, wow. Thank you, Moony." Wormtail flicked through the pages eagerly.
"Don't mention it, Pete. When I saw it, I knew I had to get it for you. I remember your fascination with these things."
Lastly, Moony handed Sirius a package. Sirius quickly opened and smiled down at a book called The Darkness of Old Transylvania.
"Mmm ... Thank you." Padfoot smiled at his friend.
"You're welcome." A blush covered Remus's cheek. "As you might've picked up from the title, it documents the dark age of old Transylvania. I thought you'd like it, because it focuses mainly on Dracula," for some odd reason, Sirius was fascinated with the history of the vampire. "and, it has a decent section on werewolves, too." He grinned.
"Ah," Sirius nodded, "so you just bought it for me because your ego made you do it?" He stuck out his tongue.
Remus shook his head with a smile.
"Leave off, Padfoot." He grinned again and walked over to Lilly. "May I?" He held out his hands slightly.
"Of course," she answered. Carefully, she handed her blue bundle to Remus.
Moony smiled down at the baby boy in his arms.
"My," he said, "he already bares a striking resemblance to you, James. What are you naming him?"
"Harry," James grinned. "Harry Potter. It has a good ring to it, don't you think?"
Remus nodded and looked back at the baby.
"Well, Harry," a smile played on Moony's face, "let's hope that your looks are the only thing you get from your father." Behind him, Sirius and Peter snickered.
"Ok, ok." Prongs took Harry from his friend. "Go get me some coffee."
"Fine, fine." Remus sighed. "It's not my fault that it was the truth." He gave a joking grin then hurried out of the room.
Sirius looked around before slipping after his friend.
"Didn't think you'd get away from me that easily, did you?" Padfoot had caught up to Moony just as he was getting into the elevator.
"Actually," Remus admitted, "I was hoping you'd come along." He pressed the button for the main floor.
"Really now?" Sirius put on a catching smile. "And why might that be?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I have another gift to give you. It sort of goes hand in hand with your ring and your book." Taking delight in Sirius's intrigued look, Remus took something out of his pocket.
In his hand was a silver cross that was about three inches tall, two inches wide, and one inch thick. It was hanging off of a long silver chain. (A/N: For those who watch Buffy, it pretty much looks like the cross Angel gave her in season one.)
"It's made out of pure silver," Remus informed the other man. "I picked it up when I got to see the ruins of Dracula's castle. There was this friendly witch – she looked about Dumbledore's age – who was selling all of these fascinating Transylvanian trinkets." He handed Sirius the cross. "There were some silver bullets from one of the first werewolf hunts. I was going to get one for each of you, but," an amused look crossed Moony's face, "I remembered how you, James, and Peter sometimes get. I feared for my life." He grinned broadly.
"Aw, Moony," Sirius pouted. "I thought you trusted me more than that." He pressed the button that made the elevator stop, then walked Remus against a wall.
"Sirius ... I really don't think this is the place ..." Moony breathed in sharply as Padfoot started kissing his neck slowly.
"Mmm ... Nonsense." Sirius ran his hands along Remus's sides. "I missed you, you know," he breathed heavily in Moony's ear.
Remus swallowed.
"Missed you, too ..." His lips found the other man's.
The two were locked in a kiss for a few minutes. Finally, Moony broke it off.
"We have to get Sir James his coffee." He laughed lightly, rolled his eyes amused, and restarted the elevator.
"Fine ... Bloody Prongs, always ruining my fun." Padfoot grinned playfully. "Hey! What would you say to spending the night at my flat here in London tonight?" He smiled hopefully. "We could go there once we deliver Sir James his coffee."
"I think that sounds wonderful." Remus smiled as he walked out of the elevator. He returned shortly with a coffee and a brownie. "Who's the brownie for?" inquired Sirius as they started back to Lilly's hospital room.
"For me." Grinning, Remus began to it; he was, however, forced to give up a bite or two. Once the coffee was delivered, he and Sirius said goodbye and left.
The rest of the night was spent with Remus wrapped up in Sirius's arms on the couch. After being separated for so long, the two wanted nothing more than to just bask in each other's presence.
Chapter Eleven:
The door to the hospital room opened and four heads turned to see a much more mature looking Moony than the one they had said goodbye to. He smiled apologetically then stepped inside the room.
"Sorry about the intrusion," Remus apologized. "I got Sirius's owl while I was on the train and came as soon as I could." He closed the door. "I'm also sorry for missing the wedding."
"Nonsense," said James. "You were indisposed at the time."
"Yes," Lilly agreed. She looked up from the blue bundle in her arms. "Think nothing of it."
"Of course I'm going to think something of it!" argued Moony lightly. "I missed my friends' wedding. Besides, it would've been one of the rare opportunities where I could've seen Sirius in a tuxedo." He grinned at Padfoot, who was shaking his head in amusement. "I've got a late wedding present for you two."
Remus opened up a bag he was carrying with him and handed a package to James.
James opened it up and Lilly grinned with glee. It was a set of fogged wine glasses made out of Romanian glass. (A/N: My dad's girlfriend bought a fogged glass vase that's made of Romanian glass ... It's gorgeous.)
"They're lovely," Lilly complimented. "Thank you, Remus."
"Yeah, Moony," James agreed. "These are really nice."
"I figured you'd like them." Smiling, Remus handed Peter a package next.
Peter blinked.
"Oh, thank you." He smiled, not have been expecting a gift. He opened it to find a book on Romanian legends and myths. "Oh, wow. Thank you, Moony." Wormtail flicked through the pages eagerly.
"Don't mention it, Pete. When I saw it, I knew I had to get it for you. I remember your fascination with these things."
Lastly, Moony handed Sirius a package. Sirius quickly opened and smiled down at a book called The Darkness of Old Transylvania.
"Mmm ... Thank you." Padfoot smiled at his friend.
"You're welcome." A blush covered Remus's cheek. "As you might've picked up from the title, it documents the dark age of old Transylvania. I thought you'd like it, because it focuses mainly on Dracula," for some odd reason, Sirius was fascinated with the history of the vampire. "and, it has a decent section on werewolves, too." He grinned.
"Ah," Sirius nodded, "so you just bought it for me because your ego made you do it?" He stuck out his tongue.
Remus shook his head with a smile.
"Leave off, Padfoot." He grinned again and walked over to Lilly. "May I?" He held out his hands slightly.
"Of course," she answered. Carefully, she handed her blue bundle to Remus.
Moony smiled down at the baby boy in his arms.
"My," he said, "he already bares a striking resemblance to you, James. What are you naming him?"
"Harry," James grinned. "Harry Potter. It has a good ring to it, don't you think?"
Remus nodded and looked back at the baby.
"Well, Harry," a smile played on Moony's face, "let's hope that your looks are the only thing you get from your father." Behind him, Sirius and Peter snickered.
"Ok, ok." Prongs took Harry from his friend. "Go get me some coffee."
"Fine, fine." Remus sighed. "It's not my fault that it was the truth." He gave a joking grin then hurried out of the room.
Sirius looked around before slipping after his friend.
"Didn't think you'd get away from me that easily, did you?" Padfoot had caught up to Moony just as he was getting into the elevator.
"Actually," Remus admitted, "I was hoping you'd come along." He pressed the button for the main floor.
"Really now?" Sirius put on a catching smile. "And why might that be?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I have another gift to give you. It sort of goes hand in hand with your ring and your book." Taking delight in Sirius's intrigued look, Remus took something out of his pocket.
In his hand was a silver cross that was about three inches tall, two inches wide, and one inch thick. It was hanging off of a long silver chain. (A/N: For those who watch Buffy, it pretty much looks like the cross Angel gave her in season one.)
"It's made out of pure silver," Remus informed the other man. "I picked it up when I got to see the ruins of Dracula's castle. There was this friendly witch – she looked about Dumbledore's age – who was selling all of these fascinating Transylvanian trinkets." He handed Sirius the cross. "There were some silver bullets from one of the first werewolf hunts. I was going to get one for each of you, but," an amused look crossed Moony's face, "I remembered how you, James, and Peter sometimes get. I feared for my life." He grinned broadly.
"Aw, Moony," Sirius pouted. "I thought you trusted me more than that." He pressed the button that made the elevator stop, then walked Remus against a wall.
"Sirius ... I really don't think this is the place ..." Moony breathed in sharply as Padfoot started kissing his neck slowly.
"Mmm ... Nonsense." Sirius ran his hands along Remus's sides. "I missed you, you know," he breathed heavily in Moony's ear.
Remus swallowed.
"Missed you, too ..." His lips found the other man's.
The two were locked in a kiss for a few minutes. Finally, Moony broke it off.
"We have to get Sir James his coffee." He laughed lightly, rolled his eyes amused, and restarted the elevator.
"Fine ... Bloody Prongs, always ruining my fun." Padfoot grinned playfully. "Hey! What would you say to spending the night at my flat here in London tonight?" He smiled hopefully. "We could go there once we deliver Sir James his coffee."
"I think that sounds wonderful." Remus smiled as he walked out of the elevator. He returned shortly with a coffee and a brownie. "Who's the brownie for?" inquired Sirius as they started back to Lilly's hospital room.
"For me." Grinning, Remus began to it; he was, however, forced to give up a bite or two. Once the coffee was delivered, he and Sirius said goodbye and left.
The rest of the night was spent with Remus wrapped up in Sirius's arms on the couch. After being separated for so long, the two wanted nothing more than to just bask in each other's presence.