Three years ago…

"Remus, careful, you're running the make-up" Lavender Brown, the beautiful makeup artist scolded, a compact in her hand.

Remus smiled and put a piece of bread into his mouth. "Me? You need to change the powder you're using, I barely moved and it's smudging. I already haven't eaten lunch, if I faint you're taking full responsibility."

"Your and Lucius's skin color is very different, if I don't apply so much powder how would we get the effect." Lavender gave him a sideways look. "Eat, then. I'll give you five minutes, and then I'll fix your makeup, you better not move again."

"Fine, but it's still early, the big actors haven't arrived yet. There's no need to rush."

Lavender gave him a glass of water. "Here, drink it."

"Hey, why is Lavender's so nice to you." Dean Thomas mercilessly yanked on Remus's belt, "Come on, let see how far I can pinch Remus's waist."

Remus laughed and chided: "Arse, do not apply personal revenge into work, do that again and I might just spit on your face."

After dressing him in the costume, Remus turned around in a circle, the dark blue suit set off his slender and strong figure. He was an ancient heroic warrior.

"Well, isn't he handsome?"

Dean smiled, "Handsome." He detoured behind him to look, "Tsk, Tsk, Remus, your figure, it's the exact same as Lucius Malfoy, you won't be able to tell from the back. Just the hair color a little too light."

"Obviously, why else would they choose me to be his stunt double, huh." Remus jumped to his feet, "Hopefully we can finish early today. Ah, let's go to the karaoke after work."

"Sure, let's go to the one in Diagon Alley, their sound effects are very good and the chicken wings are amazing"

"Dean, hurry up and book a room."

"For what time?"

"Make it... Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven o 'clock..." After saying that they laughed, they never have a definite finishing time, it all depends on what the director is feeling. At least they get paid overtime.

A young boy ran over to inform Remus to get ready to shoot. For this particular fighting scene, Remus and the directors have already communicated in advance, the movement isn't too difficult, he just has to make sure it looked pretty.

Remus has been doing this profession for six or seven years now. In the beginning, he only did some basic chores, like helping with the cameras and getting costumes. Then progressed quickly to an assistant, helping organize the models and actors' times. He gradually started doing martial art and fighting stunts for various actors, because of his good physique and physical fitness. Moreover, when James promoted him, he started receiving more invites and jobs. He learned swimming in sports school, and stage combat and fighting choreography was something he learned from one of his dormmates as a bit of a laugh. Now it's a big part of his career.

He is quite well known in the industry, picking up a job or two each month. Sometimes receiving small roles in movies and, more recently, even taking on some martial arts choreographers as students. After his parents died, he has left a nice house in a friendly area to live all by himself. As a gay man, he did not have to look after children or family, so even in an international metropolis like London, he had a generous income and lived comfortably.

Although Remus is alone with no family or relatives, but he is very optimistic and charismatic young man. He loved to have fun, and his positive enthusiastic attitude is very contagious. Everyone around him, no matter what age or gender was heavily charmed by him. Usually, the younger kids who just graduated and newly entered the performance industry all look up to him and view him as a trustworthy role model. Remus was naturally born with the personality that made people want to be close and be his friend.

Remus did not move much at this time, afraid that the powder would come off again, Lavender can be really scary when she wanted to be.

At that moment, a very clear and pleasant male voice behind him called "Luke."

He was tempted to look back to see which boy possessed such a pleasant voice, but just as he was about to turn his head, a dark figure sprang from behind him and seized him around by the waist with such force that he staggered forward for several steps before he managed to balance them.

The chest was very hard behind him, and he could feel the intense, explosive heat of the body through his clothes, and the metal pegs on his costume digging into his back.

Remus was puzzled, what's going on today? Someone has just thrown themselves at him with just enthusiasm.

He turned around quickly to see who it was.

They were both stunned, eyes widening, brown into silver, silver into brown.

Remus gaped, his heart nearly beat out of his chest. My gosh, this face is too fucking good-looking and so close to him too! The flawless skin is so tender you couldn't see the pores, the silver eyes with eyelashes so thick that looked like they permanently had kohl. The straight and high nose, the gorgeous mouth. The years in the entertainment circle surrounded by models and actors had not prepared him for this, he was completely shocked by this young man's face. Didn't know which company this person belongs to, but if he doesn't become famous, then it's a crime.

Sirius Black was also stunned, the face that was facing him is not Lucius Malfoy, but that figure was so similar. He quickly let go of his hand, retreated a few steps. Because of the mistake and embarrassment, the smile on Remus's face looked like it was mocking him, he frowned and said not very politely, "Who the hell are you!"

Remus didn't mind, smiled: "I'm Remus Lupin, you must be looking for Lucius Malfoy? I'm his substitute on set."

No wonder their physique and profile looked so similar. Sirius didn't know why but seeing this man with the same body built as Lucius but with a face that wasn't gorgeous, he felt a deep annoyance wash over him like the man had offended him somehow. It was very rattling, the gentle smile on the man's face served to remind him of his stupidity.

The people next to them were snickering, Sirius huffed, "Where is Lucius?"

"He hasn't come yet. His performance is in two hours, although he might come earlier. If you know him, why don't you call him? The director also hoped he would arrive faster.

Sirius glanced at him then went to sit alone on one side, waiting for Lucius. His presence was especially dark and brooding.

Remus glanced at him several times and couldn't help admiring him. Unfortunately, though, the boy didn't seem to like him very much. It wasn't his fault that he was mistaken for someone else. Remus was very innocent.

He asked Dean, "Who is this, he's so good-looking?"

"Don't know, but since he can come in and look for Lucius Malfoy, they must know each other quite well."

Lavender also could not help but glance at him several times, "Must be new to the circle, but he looks so handsome, and very good shape, just a random TV series can make him popular."

Sirius was wearing a casual white T-shirt and jeans, just sitting there, which made everyone else pale in comparison. It was the kind of indescribable beauty that was intimidating and repressing. For the first time, Remus can appreciate the power that comes with beauty.

He really wanted to go up and have a chat with him, but it was about to be filmed, so he had to endure the disappointment and turn away, walking into the set.

This was a blood banquet scene, it was to celebrate the birthday of the King of Troy. He is responsible for some sword performance, swishing and swinging the sword in a pretty fashion. Looking to find the opportunity to assassinate the King's, right-hand man.

Remus tapped the sword in his hand, in order to make the effect more realistic, the sword was actually made up of real metal and felt very heavy. Sword fighting choreography was not his strong point, his fist fighting was more professional, but this scene wasn't too difficult for him.

The director shouted, "Here we go. Pay attention to the spots you are to stand-in. Focus! Ted, where are you? Lift the light higher."

Remus began to swing his sword as instructed by the director. He did it beautifully and well, but the director was a perfectionist and very demanding. Even he had to do the scene four times and his was just a bit of rolling and thrusting.

Sirius whose eyes which were focused on the outside gradually started to be attracted by Remus, he squinted, watching his slender and lithe figure performing a set of flexible, and well-coordinated dancing.