December 25 ½: 7 Minutes
"How much longer?"
"Seven minutes."
"Woo hoo! Record time!"
"You're an idiot, Padfoot."
"You tell me that all the time. If you keep doing it I'll actually start believing you."
"You think I'm joking?"
"That hurts." Sirius put the finishing touches on his hair and clanked his comb down. "Well let's go."
"Wait," Remus grabbed Sirius by his crimson robes and pulled him back into the room. "I have seven minutes and I'm going to use them.
"Alrighty..." Sirius looked at him skeptically. Remus shoved Sirius roughly into a padded chair and walked behind him.
"Seven minutes," he whispered into Sirius ear, making the little hairs on his neck stand up. Remus kissed Sirius' cheek and hugged him putter their faces side to side.
"So..." Sirius took in a deep breath. "What are you going to do with your seven minutes?" He felt Remus smile against his cheek.
"I dunno. I though I could hide here with you...and...talk."
"Talk? I don't like that idea."
"Well if we happen to be late...we were have an intense conversation and lost track of the time."
"Oh...I get it...Talk...yeah..."
Remus laughed. "So how was you Christmas in France for the first time?"
"Better than I imagined."
"I'm glad." Remus walked around and stood in front of the sable-headed adolescent. He took both of Sirius' coarse quidditch hands and laced them with his. "To be honest, I thought it was going to be horrible. It was the first couple of days, but I'd say it got much better."
Sirius laughed. "Most definitely." Remus let go of Sirius' hands and used his now free hands to cup Sirius' face delicately.
"It took me forever to figure out what I wanted. And even when I did figure it out I wouldn't let myself believe it. I'm happy that I finally accepted it."
"Ditto." Sirius pulled Remus closer making the thinner teen straddle his lap. "Enough talking more..."
"'Talking.'" Remus made quotes in the air.
Sirius' laugh was garbled when Remus made their lips collide in a melted fury of passion and love. Slowly, it progressed from sweet caresses to heated desire and lust.
Only when it was absolutely essential did they finally break their connection. Both closed their eyes, intending on memorizing every detail. When Sirius' eyes reopened a furious face met him.
"What did I do?" Sirius unfolded under his intense stare.
"You know what you did." Sirius looked at his hands—not them, they were placed on his hips, that's safe enough. He looked down—not there either. Sirius was really confused now.
Remus leaned down so he was eye level with his newfound lover. Instead of kissing him once more, his tongue outstretched at licked Sirius' bottom lip. Odd.
"Uh, Moony, what did I—"
"Chocolate."
"—do? Chocolate? What?"
"You taste like chocolate."
"Oh." Sirius chuckled. "That's supposed to be a good thing, isn't it? You love chocolate."
Remus laughed this time, "My two favorite things together as one."
"Wow. I'm ranked at number two?"
"Not quite. I like you a lot more than chocolate."
"I'm flattered." Sirius drew little circles on the werewolf's back and kissed the end of his nose.
Remus crinkled his face. "Where is it?"
"Where is what?"
Remus let out an exasperated sigh. "The chocolate."
Sirius sniggered. "How do you know I didn't get it from the kitchen or your stash?"
"Because I ate all the chocolate I got from this morning already and I raid the kitchen everyday and I assure you there were no chocolate frogs today."
"You can even identify what kind it is!"
"Good memory."
"No, it just proves you eat too much chocolate." Sirius leaned up the same moment Remus leaned down. Their lips smashed into each other sending a more passionate fire coursing through their veins. Caught up in the moment, neither one realized that someone was knocking at the door until someone laughed.
Remus sprang away and fell to the floor knocking Sirius and the chair backwards as well.
"Ow," Sirius mumbled rubbing his head. "I didn't know you were into the whole S&M thing."
Remus growled at him and punched him in the knee. "Be quiet." There were more whispered giggles and talking in the hallway.
"Damn, it's Philip and Claire."
"How do you know?" Sirius wondered while regaining his stature.
"I'd know that high cackle anywhere. I swear I never get any privacy!" He yelled. The talking ceased and footsteps pounded away.
"I've noticed. It seems you're always interrupted."
"That's because people think if they leave me alone for too long I'll transform and kill someone."
"That's stupid. Don't they read?"
"Yes, but half of them are muggles and all muggle wolfs depict wolves dangerous 24/7. Ever heard of Little Red Riding Hood?"
"Can't say that I have."
"Well, it's about a girl who is going to her grandmother's house and is followed by a wolf. Before Little Red Riding Hood can get to her grandmother's house the wolf eats the grandma and pretends to be her."
"Wait. Wouldn't you figure that out? A wolf and human don't really have a great resemblance."
"It's a fable, Sirius."
"Right. Continue."
"Well when the girl gets there she sees her 'grandmother' and notices something wrong."
"Hummm. I wonder what it could possibly be? Perhaps your grandma is covered in hair? Or the nose? Or—"
"Would you let me finish? She asks him stuff like, 'my what big eyes you have.' And the wolf says—"
"'The better to see you with my dear." Sirius finished.
"You said you didn't know the story."
"I don't. Not really. Lily said that once."
"Oh. Do you know what else?"
"I think something like, 'my what big teeth you have.' 'The better to eat you with.'"
"Do you know what happens after that?" Sirius shook his head. "The wolf eats her."
"That's, uh, nice. I never knew muggle fairy tales were so violent."
"Then some axe man comes and cuts open the wolf's stomach and takes everyone out. At least that's what happens in some versions."
"Ug. And they tell this story to children?"
"Why not? Everyone survives except the wolf. So all's well in the world. Evil is vanquished and good prevails."
"Crazy. That's just plain crazy. Muggles have demented minds." Sirius hugged Remus to his side. "Except your mother, she's cool. She's like a witch, except she can't do magic."
Remus shook his head. "You're an odd one."
"You just now realized that? Shows how much you care."
They stood there embracing for awhile until Remus said out of nowhere, "Seven minutes."
"Huh?" Sirius snapped back into reality.
"Seven minutes. Shit!" Remus grabbed Sirius' hand and dragged him out the door and down the hallway. "We're late."
"How late?"
"Seven minutes late."
Sirius stopped running. "Are you serious?"
Remus smiled, "No, you are." He pulled Sirius forcefully and hauled him downstairs.
"Oh, I forgot to laugh. Ha. Ha." Sirius said uninterested at the overused pun.
They slowed down then they hit the entrance to the dining room. Catching their breath, they entered as quietly as possible and sat down at the far end of the oak table.
"Nice of you to join us." Joseph acknowledged their presence.
"Sorry, Dad, we lost track of the time." Remus responded. Sirius hid his smile behind a forkful of food.
"What were you two doing?" Sirius coughed and made a display of choking on his food.
"We were..." Remus hit Sirius on the back fiercely to stop him from suffocating. "Just talking."
"What was so important that you lost track of time?" Desiree asked.
"Uh, we were, talking about..." Remus stammered. "...Stuff..."
"Just tell them Remus, it's no big deal." Sirius waved his fork carelessly. Remus glared at him as if he could easily set him ablaze. Sirius looked at Remus and when he saw he wasn't going to say anything Sirius continued, "We were sending my gift to James for Christmas. I forgot to give it to him before he left; better late than never, I'd say." He felt Remus relax next to him. The rest of the diners nodded and continued eating and talking amongst themselves.
"Sirius," Remus whispered, "sometimes you are just too cool."
Sirius laughed wholeheartedly, catching everyone's attention. Sirius killed his laugh pretending not to notice everyone staring. "That was a funny joke, Moony." Remus gave a nervous laugh, then nearly strangled Sirius when everyone turned around once more.
"Idiot."
"Hey! You said I was cool."
"I lied."
Sirius put on his puppy dog eyes and stuck out his bottom lip. "Meanie."
"Fucking jerk."
"Ah, ah, ah. That's not very nice." Sirius wiggled his pointer finger.
"'Scuse me. Fucking dolt."
"Your cruel."
"How much longer?"
"Seven minutes."
"Woo hoo! Record time!"
"You're an idiot, Padfoot."
"You tell me that all the time. If you keep doing it I'll actually start believing you."
"You think I'm joking?"
"That hurts." Sirius put the finishing touches on his hair and clanked his comb down. "Well let's go."
"Wait," Remus grabbed Sirius by his crimson robes and pulled him back into the room. "I have seven minutes and I'm going to use them.
"Alrighty..." Sirius looked at him skeptically. Remus shoved Sirius roughly into a padded chair and walked behind him.
"Seven minutes," he whispered into Sirius ear, making the little hairs on his neck stand up. Remus kissed Sirius' cheek and hugged him putter their faces side to side.
"So..." Sirius took in a deep breath. "What are you going to do with your seven minutes?" He felt Remus smile against his cheek.
"I dunno. I though I could hide here with you...and...talk."
"Talk? I don't like that idea."
"Well if we happen to be late...we were have an intense conversation and lost track of the time."
"Oh...I get it...Talk...yeah..."
Remus laughed. "So how was you Christmas in France for the first time?"
"Better than I imagined."
"I'm glad." Remus walked around and stood in front of the sable-headed adolescent. He took both of Sirius' coarse quidditch hands and laced them with his. "To be honest, I thought it was going to be horrible. It was the first couple of days, but I'd say it got much better."
Sirius laughed. "Most definitely." Remus let go of Sirius' hands and used his now free hands to cup Sirius' face delicately.
"It took me forever to figure out what I wanted. And even when I did figure it out I wouldn't let myself believe it. I'm happy that I finally accepted it."
"Ditto." Sirius pulled Remus closer making the thinner teen straddle his lap. "Enough talking more..."
"'Talking.'" Remus made quotes in the air.
Sirius' laugh was garbled when Remus made their lips collide in a melted fury of passion and love. Slowly, it progressed from sweet caresses to heated desire and lust.
Only when it was absolutely essential did they finally break their connection. Both closed their eyes, intending on memorizing every detail. When Sirius' eyes reopened a furious face met him.
"What did I do?" Sirius unfolded under his intense stare.
"You know what you did." Sirius looked at his hands—not them, they were placed on his hips, that's safe enough. He looked down—not there either. Sirius was really confused now.
Remus leaned down so he was eye level with his newfound lover. Instead of kissing him once more, his tongue outstretched at licked Sirius' bottom lip. Odd.
"Uh, Moony, what did I—"
"Chocolate."
"—do? Chocolate? What?"
"You taste like chocolate."
"Oh." Sirius chuckled. "That's supposed to be a good thing, isn't it? You love chocolate."
Remus laughed this time, "My two favorite things together as one."
"Wow. I'm ranked at number two?"
"Not quite. I like you a lot more than chocolate."
"I'm flattered." Sirius drew little circles on the werewolf's back and kissed the end of his nose.
Remus crinkled his face. "Where is it?"
"Where is what?"
Remus let out an exasperated sigh. "The chocolate."
Sirius sniggered. "How do you know I didn't get it from the kitchen or your stash?"
"Because I ate all the chocolate I got from this morning already and I raid the kitchen everyday and I assure you there were no chocolate frogs today."
"You can even identify what kind it is!"
"Good memory."
"No, it just proves you eat too much chocolate." Sirius leaned up the same moment Remus leaned down. Their lips smashed into each other sending a more passionate fire coursing through their veins. Caught up in the moment, neither one realized that someone was knocking at the door until someone laughed.
Remus sprang away and fell to the floor knocking Sirius and the chair backwards as well.
"Ow," Sirius mumbled rubbing his head. "I didn't know you were into the whole S&M thing."
Remus growled at him and punched him in the knee. "Be quiet." There were more whispered giggles and talking in the hallway.
"Damn, it's Philip and Claire."
"How do you know?" Sirius wondered while regaining his stature.
"I'd know that high cackle anywhere. I swear I never get any privacy!" He yelled. The talking ceased and footsteps pounded away.
"I've noticed. It seems you're always interrupted."
"That's because people think if they leave me alone for too long I'll transform and kill someone."
"That's stupid. Don't they read?"
"Yes, but half of them are muggles and all muggle wolfs depict wolves dangerous 24/7. Ever heard of Little Red Riding Hood?"
"Can't say that I have."
"Well, it's about a girl who is going to her grandmother's house and is followed by a wolf. Before Little Red Riding Hood can get to her grandmother's house the wolf eats the grandma and pretends to be her."
"Wait. Wouldn't you figure that out? A wolf and human don't really have a great resemblance."
"It's a fable, Sirius."
"Right. Continue."
"Well when the girl gets there she sees her 'grandmother' and notices something wrong."
"Hummm. I wonder what it could possibly be? Perhaps your grandma is covered in hair? Or the nose? Or—"
"Would you let me finish? She asks him stuff like, 'my what big eyes you have.' And the wolf says—"
"'The better to see you with my dear." Sirius finished.
"You said you didn't know the story."
"I don't. Not really. Lily said that once."
"Oh. Do you know what else?"
"I think something like, 'my what big teeth you have.' 'The better to eat you with.'"
"Do you know what happens after that?" Sirius shook his head. "The wolf eats her."
"That's, uh, nice. I never knew muggle fairy tales were so violent."
"Then some axe man comes and cuts open the wolf's stomach and takes everyone out. At least that's what happens in some versions."
"Ug. And they tell this story to children?"
"Why not? Everyone survives except the wolf. So all's well in the world. Evil is vanquished and good prevails."
"Crazy. That's just plain crazy. Muggles have demented minds." Sirius hugged Remus to his side. "Except your mother, she's cool. She's like a witch, except she can't do magic."
Remus shook his head. "You're an odd one."
"You just now realized that? Shows how much you care."
They stood there embracing for awhile until Remus said out of nowhere, "Seven minutes."
"Huh?" Sirius snapped back into reality.
"Seven minutes. Shit!" Remus grabbed Sirius' hand and dragged him out the door and down the hallway. "We're late."
"How late?"
"Seven minutes late."
Sirius stopped running. "Are you serious?"
Remus smiled, "No, you are." He pulled Sirius forcefully and hauled him downstairs.
"Oh, I forgot to laugh. Ha. Ha." Sirius said uninterested at the overused pun.
They slowed down then they hit the entrance to the dining room. Catching their breath, they entered as quietly as possible and sat down at the far end of the oak table.
"Nice of you to join us." Joseph acknowledged their presence.
"Sorry, Dad, we lost track of the time." Remus responded. Sirius hid his smile behind a forkful of food.
"What were you two doing?" Sirius coughed and made a display of choking on his food.
"We were..." Remus hit Sirius on the back fiercely to stop him from suffocating. "Just talking."
"What was so important that you lost track of time?" Desiree asked.
"Uh, we were, talking about..." Remus stammered. "...Stuff..."
"Just tell them Remus, it's no big deal." Sirius waved his fork carelessly. Remus glared at him as if he could easily set him ablaze. Sirius looked at Remus and when he saw he wasn't going to say anything Sirius continued, "We were sending my gift to James for Christmas. I forgot to give it to him before he left; better late than never, I'd say." He felt Remus relax next to him. The rest of the diners nodded and continued eating and talking amongst themselves.
"Sirius," Remus whispered, "sometimes you are just too cool."
Sirius laughed wholeheartedly, catching everyone's attention. Sirius killed his laugh pretending not to notice everyone staring. "That was a funny joke, Moony." Remus gave a nervous laugh, then nearly strangled Sirius when everyone turned around once more.
"Idiot."
"Hey! You said I was cool."
"I lied."
Sirius put on his puppy dog eyes and stuck out his bottom lip. "Meanie."
"Fucking jerk."
"Ah, ah, ah. That's not very nice." Sirius wiggled his pointer finger.
"'Scuse me. Fucking dolt."
"Your cruel."