Lunaris: Aw, you don't stupid at all! Hehehe you've made me feel much happier! Sorry about chapter 1-5..ahahahah….yeah anyway the lyrics belong to SYSTEM OF A DOWN whose album doesn't come out till April. I luv system of a down.

Remus and Sirius both fell asleep and fingers still entwined they slept through the day and into the night. Remus woke up in the morning to Sirius' snoring softly above him and the sun shining softly. Sirius' hair shimmered with red highlights. Remus chuckled and gently withdrew himself from Sirius' lap.

He slid to the edge of the bed and planted his feet firmly on the wooden floor. He ran a hand through his hair and started to stand, when something lashed out and wrapped around his wrist in a bruising grip.

Remus gasped in pain. The long fingers were pressed into the identical marks left by the ghost and his father before that. Tears streamed into the corners of his eyes as he was yanked roughly back onto the bed.

"Who gave you these bruises!" Sirius snarled. Remus found himself lying over Sirius' knees, his left knee pushed sharply into the younger man's back. He winced as Sirius' grip tightened on his wrist. Sirius other arm was pressed against his shoulder, keeping Remus down.

"Sirius!" Remus moaned. "Let go!" He squirmed around, fighting for his freedom, bur Sirius would have none of it. He not so gently threw Remus back against the bed and quickly crawled on top of him. Sirius' knees pressed into Remus' hips and his hands pressed Remus' wrists down.

"Remus…." Sirius warned. His hair spilled onto Remus' chest.

"Please Sirius you're hurting me!" Remus cried in a raw torn voice. Sirius' cold angry eyes quickly shifted at the tone. They swirled for a moment before settling on a worried very bright shade.

Sirius gently dipped his head down and pressed his lips gently against Remus'. They both knew Sirius did not apologize well. Besides, this was not a situation where apology was necessary. Sirius was only being a concerned lover, albeit a violently concerned lover. But it wasn't love unless someone threw something.

"Rem?" Sirius asked softly, his lips inches away from Remus'.

"I don't remember. I must have got them in the lake." Remus shrugged. "Sorry."

"Okay." Sirius sighed. He pulled back off Remus and settled himself on the younger man's chest. "Do you want to take a shower?"

Remus smiled. "That would be nice."

"Can I come?"

"Perv." Remus grumbled, pushing Sirius off himself good naturedly. He took a quick shower, and wrapped in a towel came back into the bedroom to see Sirius still lying on the bed. "Sirius you lazy ass." Remus teased, hands on hips.

"C'mon, I'm taking you shopping." Sirius yawned. He tossed a pair of jeans and a shirt at Remus. "Dress, fast."

"Are you insane?" Remus growled, slipping back into the bathroom. He hurriedly shoved himself in the over sized clothes. He scrambled out of the bathroom and found his shoes. He yawned and padded out into the hall and descended down the stairs. He saw Sirius waiting by the door, swinging the car keys on his finger.

Sirius turned towards the window on the side of the door and Remus grinned evilly. He sneaked up behind the taller man, and carefully wrapped his arms around Sirius head and covered his eyes. "Guess who?"

"Hm…" Sirius smirked. He was bending backwards a little so Remus could reach his face. Remus was on his tip toes. Sirius suddenly swung around, so Remus was completely swept off his feet and he tipped backwards.

Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus' neck and waist, cradling his lover gently. Remus wrapped one leg behind Sirius, laughing. "Trying to scare me?"

Remus nipped playfully at Sirius lip. "Growl."

Sirius laughed and let Remus stand up on his own. "Come on love, I'm taking you shopping." He walked out of the house and Remus followed.

"Sirius you really don't have to go shopping for me!" Remus protested, chasing after his lover. A blush lit his cheeks.

Sirius stopped and laid a feather soft hand on his cheek. "You look stunning when you blush."

Remus blushed harder. "Quit it!" he slipped into the car next to Sirius. Sirius grinning slammed his door and turned on the car. He revved the engine before zooming off. Remus realized Hermione's house was closer to the shops then he realized. In a matter of minutes they were parked and Remus' eyes were wide. "Wow."

"Yeah, lot of shops huh?" Sirius sniggered. He grabbed Remus' wrist and dragged him away.

What followed were hours of arduous cloths trying on and fitting, and standing in front of mirrors being molested. Needless to say Remus was not having much fun. Of course Sirius was like a happy school girl, giggling at every opportunity and spending more money they Remus could count.

In fact Sirius even hired people to carry around the bags. Sirius bought shoes, shirts, pants, suits, jeans, coats, and jewelry, anything that crossed his mind! Sirius wasted no expense on his lover.

Finally Remus protested loudly as they walked down the street. Remus now garbed in a black sweater, every expensive jeans, boots and a knee length Armani coat. "Sirius! Please can we stop shopping! I'm hungry!"

Sirius sighed and placed his hands on his hips and sighed. "Fine, but just a small break."

Remus dragged Sirius into a little café and ordered for both him and his sullen lover. "Oh come on Sirius!"

"I love shopping for you." Sirius sighed. He reached out and grabbed Remus' hands, holding them tightly. "I love you." Sirius put his head down, dark raven locks obscuring his face.

"Love you to." Remus whispered. He leaned his head closer to Sirius and let their foreheads rest on each other. "Sirius…I'm sorry."

"For what?" Sirius asked.

"For…I didn't mean to…I'm sorry about making you remember." Remus sighed. "For getting you all wrapped up in this Parill stuff and for making you a part of this weird mystery."

"It's a thorn in my ass." Sirius agreed with a smile. "But every thorn has a rose."

"And where's the rose in our little tale?" Remus said softly with the barest hint of a smile.

Sirius' lips darted forward and playfully challenged Remus'. Remus blushed and kissed Sirius back. Remus drew back smiled, and planted a chaste kiss on Sirius lips. "You."

"Sirius I don't understand you." Remus chuckled.

"Well if you understood me, we clearly wouldn't be in love with each other." Sirius stated, as if it were the most logical thing in the world.

"Idiot." Remus murmured affectionately.

Sirius nodded and smiled. Their food came and Sirius practically force fed Remus. "We have to go to the music store!"

"Oh Sirius I hate your punk music!" Remus complained.

"Please?"

"How about we split up!" Remus suggested. "We'll meet back at the car in half an hour."

Sirius pouted and paid the bill. "Sure you won't change your mind?" Remus raised an eyebrow and smiled. "We can have sex in the back."

"No love," Remus said apologetically. "See you in a few minutes."

"Fine." Sirius huffed. He stalked away and Remus just stood there smirking. Five seconds later Sirius dashed back and gave Remus a quick kiss on the cheek. Remus smiled, shoved his hands in his pockets and waltzed off in the opposite direction. As he walked Remus reached up and gently touched the key that hung around his neck. What does it open? Remus thought. A door in the Blacks Mansion? But….why would they need such an elaborate key?

Remus stopped right in front of a small shop labeled keys. He took a deep breath and stepped inside. "Er….Hello?"

"Be right with you!" An older man yelled. He walked out of the back and smiled at Remus. Remus tried to smile back, but he was shaking inside. This shop made him nervous.

What the hell is wrong with this key! "Hello, My name's Remus Lupin and I was wondering if you could tell me anything about this key." Remus handed the man the key, trying to keep the trembling in his fingers masked.

The man looked at the key for a moment before announcing, "Solid gold."

Remus nodded. "Anything else?"
"Well…its very, very well on in the back." The man said, he waved a hand and Remus glanced quickly towards the door before following him. The room in the back had keys all over the walls and for a moment Remus was overwhelmed. The man led Remus away from the room with keys into a musty wooden room with thick bookshelves. The stale smell of mold hung in the air.

The man carefully selected a book and flipped through it. He handed to Remus with a triumphant cry. "This is technically an Oreian key, see."

Remus looked at the page. On it was a picture of a small key, with saw like teeth, his key's teeth were rectangular. However this key also had the inked in designs on it. The designs were engraved into it. On the other page was an image of another small key, like the other one, but without the markings and the sawed teeth.

"We'd call this key a moonshine." The man began to explain. "You see it has those markings you see on the Oreian key, however it has the teeth of the diary key. This key has been made since the Roman Empire, however it can take years just to make one. You see the inked markings?"

Remus nodded.

"Well those are like the teeth of the key, those are essential to opening the lock the key fits to. The Oreian key is always associated with secrecy, corruption, and power. It is often worn by kings, most kings in the medieval ages had a set of keys which would open secret door, however only the richest most powerful had these keys. Look at the teeth!"

Remus looked at his little key and found on the rectangular teeth, there were extremely tiny saw like teeth.

"We call them moonshines because like they usually open doors to illegal substances, like moonshine. People use these types of keys instead of codes or passwords because it's practically impossible to pick the locks. You know the military uses these keys. They use them for labs and things like that."

Remus stood there shocked. A lab…How did Ed and Paris get metallic eyes. It can't be natural! Suddenly his mind drifted back to a Nazi Doctor he'd read about. The Doctor would inject substances into his subjects eyes to make hem blue. What if…the Blacks did the same to Ed and Paris…What if they experimented on them! Medical experiments! Sirius is scared of Hospitals… "Well thanks for the help sir, but I have to leave."

"Be careful with that key." The man drawled in a smooth as chocolate voice that wrapped around Remus. Remus froze, before that man had a scratchy raw voice. Remus looked back in horror as the key makers face started to shift before it finally settled on the shape of Riddle's face. "Hello again."

"What the fuck do you want from me!" Remus yelled. "I'm not going to let you have Sirius!"

Riddle laughed. "Alright love. But in the mean time don't loose that key."

"Why did you tell me all that!" Remus hissed. "Why are you helping me!"

"Because, I have my own reasons. Shall we just say my employers have crossed a line?" Riddle smoothly turned his hips and waltzed past Remus. "I'll see you again, I'm sure."

Riddle walked out of the shop and Remus dashed after him. When the amber eyed man pushed out the door he looked around desperately, but Riddle was no where to be found. Remus looked back at the shop and suppressed a gasp.

It was a dusty empty shop…not a key shop. No one was there, it looked like no one had been for years. Remus backed away from it, eyes wide.

"Remus!" Sirius laughed. "Scared of the dusty shop?"

"Hahaha." Remus growled sarcastically. He walked along side Sirius on their way back to the car. Dear God…well….I guess now its Godric, please let that have been real! The other option was that I imagined it and that would be even weirder! "Where are we going now?"

"Well your house has been safely secured so we'll be heading over there." Sirius yawned. He slipped into the car, followed by Remus and drove away.

Little did either of them know, someone had been following theme, and they had a whole roll full of pictures.