AN: Don't worry, still updating 'Not There To See Me Fall' and 'Like a Falling Star' but couldn't resist this. This is set the weekend after Valentine's Day in the fifth book. Sirius and Remus haven't heard any stories of Tonks' childhood since the summer.

If you want to read all about Remus' and Tonks' Valentine's Day, check out Chapter 28 of the first story in the main trilogy; 'Catch Me Before I Fall'.

"It was good, Sirius," I told my cousin, dodging around him with my half-eaten sandwich and mug of tea and heading towards the living room.

Yes, it was technically close to dinner but I hadn't had lunch today. And we were probably going to get take-out between the three of us considering there was no Order Meeting and therefore no Molly. A sandwich wouldn't spoil that.

"Aw, come on. You have to give me more than that," my escaped-convict of a cousin whined, following me in.

"She does not," Remus scolded at the same time I asked, "Like what?"

Sirius looked between the two of us with a gleam in his eye, which was good to see considering his mood the past few weeks bit did it have to be directed at me and Remus? More importantly, me?

"Details! I want the details!"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes as u finished off my sandwich. Figures. Of course, Sirius Black was being nosey. I shouldn't have even been surprised. He really was over-involved in my relationship with Remus. I swore he treated it like his own soap or something. I think he was actually a bit upset that we had no drama except for around the full moon.

"He took me out for a meal, we had dessert. He was sweet and a gentleman. What else do you want me to say?"

"That it was spectacular, you felt fireworks and it felt like you were the only two in the whole world," he replied promptly. Where did he get this stuff?

"Well. It was all that," I replied simply, knowing better than to give him any more ammo than that and fondly remembering mine and Remus' private little bubble thanks to the area silencing charm.

Remus coughed in embarrassment and his cheeks went red. I kissed them, making them go a shade darker. It was adorable. Sirius made a retching noise.

"You two are more sickly sweet than Honeydukes chocolate."

"There's nothing wrong with Honeydukes chocolate," Remus argued.

"It's way too sweet," Sirius countered.

"It's perfect."

"You just don't have the palate for it," Remus said with a sniff.

"It's chocolate Sirius said in exasperation. "Marketed towards kids. You don't need a 'palate' for it."

"You think that because you don't have one."

"That doesn't even make any sense, Moony."

"It's not my fault if you are unable to comprehend."

I looked on in interest. This seemed to be a well hashed out and familiar argument to the two of them. It was almost like they were following a script, waiting for the other to say his line before making his point. It was quite fun to watch as I sat back and sipped my tea.

"You could at least tell me if you two got down and dirty with each other," Sirius said with a pout.

"You can't ask something like that Padfoot!" Remus told him in a scandalised tone.

"What about you other Valentines?" Sirius rapidly changed track and looked at me.

"What Valentines? Remus is my only Valentine," I'm sure the look I sent my boyfriend was incredibly soppy but I couldn't help it.

"I mean when you were younger," Sirius explained. "In school. A few years ago. You had boyfriends and all, I remember you saying over the summer. You never mentioned Valentine's Day."

"That also something you don't bring up," Remus scolded.

It was sort of bad taste to talk about prior relationship events when you were in the early stages of a new one. Anyway, all mine were dreadfully embarrassing.

"Well, neither of you are going to tell me what you got up to this Valentine's Day," Sirius sulked.

I couldn't help but snigger slightly, it was good seeing him less depressed. But then I blushed as I remembered what Remus did for me. It was so nice, perfect really. He was a complete gentleman (almost too much) and we had good food and good conversations. Finishing with chocolate was always a win in my book. It was just remarkably easy being with him, not something I had experienced before.

"It's okay, I'm not insulted or embarrassed or anything," I assured Remus, leaning into him.

A happy sigh escaped me as he wrapped his arm around me allowing me to bury my face into his side. Both men gave me amused looks causing me to blush. Remus smelled nice, okay?

"I thought you said that you didn't have the best experiences with teenage boys?" He asked, tilting his head down so he could do it in a whisper.

I shrugged. "I don't. You two know that," I reminded them, neglecting to tell them that I certainly hadn't told them all my horrible experiences as a teenager. I wasn't stupid.

Not that they looked too fooled but they left it alone, much to my relief. I didn't need to rehash memories like that. Especially with a protective cousin and boyfriend, both who could be quite terrifying in their own right.

"Then, what tale are you regaling us with?" Remus asked, confused.

"Some of the few funny ones," I told him.

They were also pretty embarrassing on my part but then again, what teenage romance wasn't?

"Yay, stories!" Sirius practically cheered, grabbing a sofa cushion and curling up in a corner of the sofa.

I gave him a raised eyebrow. That was a very... enthusiastic response. Even for Sirius.

"Well, I've been deprived," he said defensively. "It's been months since either of you told me stories."

"Because there was no more to tell," I said in exasperation. "You literally got my entire life story over the summer."

Sirius grumbled unintelligibly but settled back into the sofa and looked at me expectantly. Remus did the same thing.

"I don't see why I have to be the one to share," I decided to mildly complain.

I really was okay with sharing but it seemed to be a little unfair that I was apparently the only one doing so.

"I already know all of Remus' awkward attempts at romance," Sirius said dismissively.

"I was not awkward," Remus complained from my side.

I had to hide a smile as Sirius gave him a look.

"He was awkward," he said to me.

"I was a teenager. We were all awkward."

"I wasn't," Sirius bragged.

"No, you were just high maintenance," Remus retorted.

"I wasn't high maintenance," Sirius denied. "I was suave, sophisticated."

"A total diva," Remus added.

"Yes! Wait, no," Sirius said with a frown. "Moony!"

"Hey, you agreed."

Sirius threw his cushion at him but it caught me instead. I grabbed it and smacked him on the shoulder with it. The two of us had a brief, playful tussle before Remus tugged me towards him so that I was basically on his lap. Sirius almost came with me as neither of us had let go of the pillow but Remus somehow manged to tip him on the floor. Sirius could yelp in a remarkably dog-like manner.

"Well, at least I was a gentleman."

"No," Sirius argued with a smirk and a shake of his head. "You didn't know what you were doing."

Remus didn't even bother to deign that with a response. Probably for the best. Sirius could literally go on for hours when he was in a mood like this.

"In bet you knew what you were doing," Sirius turned to me.

"Eh," I replied, scrunching up my nose as I thought about all my 'relationships', if you could even call them those. "Not exactly. Did I ever tell you the time me and Charlie tried to go on a date?"

Remus spluttered behind me as Sirius looked at me quizzically.

"Charlie? As in Charlie Weasley? Ron's oldest brother."

"Second oldest," I corrected.

Remus coughed and I looked up at him.

"I don't believe you ever did, Nymphadora."