Sirius didn't see Remus for the next couple of days. He could hear him moving around the house, improving the rooms they'd already cleared and making them more hospitable. Sirius started on other rooms, though every time he had to strip wallpaper he ended up with tears streaming down his cheeks. He couldn't get what had happened between him and Remus out of his head. It wasn't for want of trying. He hadn't gone near either Remus' room or the room he had kissed Remus in since Remus had pushed him away in the kitchen. He's tried to focus on how much he missed Harry, how much he hated to be cooped up in his childhood home, how much the injuries from Moony still stung whenever he bathed. Whatever he tried to think about his thoughts always drifted back to Remus and how much he wanted to kiss him again. How good the werewolf felt under his lips, in his arms. He couldn't understand why Remus was so reluctant to let anything really happen Would it be so very terrible to give Moony what he wanted. It was clear Remus wanted it too. Maybe if, for once, Remus gave into Moony's demands, it would be easier for them to co exist. Surely the longer Remus denied Moony the more restless and angry Moony would get. Perhaps if Remus let Moony have Sirius as his mate it would pacify the wolf somewhat. It wasn't as though Sirius didn't want Remus, and he knew that Remus and Moony came as a package. It hadn't bothered him when he and Remus were friends and it didn't bother him now. He gave up trying to focus and let his thoughts drift. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about Remus, he wanted him, he was certain of that, but did he love him. Well, he'd loved him for years, he just wasn't sure whether or not he was in love with him. Whether or not he was in love with Remus or not was irrelevant, he definitely wanted him and his mind was driving him crazy with fantasy after fantasy breaking through his thoughts and making him hard. The more he thought about it the more certain he was that Remus wouldn't give in easily, he was determined not to let Moony have any control, Moony wanting Sirius as his mate was a sure way of Remus forcing himself to keep his distance. Sirius reasoned though., the more Sirius denied Moony a mate, the more persistent and determined Moony would be to have him. It could work to Sirius' advantage, he just had to work out how.

It was four days to the next full moon, which meant Sirius had four days to decide what to do. Although the wolfsbane potion gave Remus more control, he still became Moony when he transformed. The problem remained. With Moony so ready for a mate being in human form may not be the best way to handle the situation, so being Padfoot was pretty much a given. That did mean however, that Remus could have more of the control than usual, which could present a problem. The good thing was, Remus obviously wanted Sirius as much as Moony did, so a plan put into action could still work, thought a plan was still needed. The main problem for Sirius was how far to go, he didn't want to move so quickly that he made Remus withdraw even more but he didn't want to go so slowly that Remus would figure out what he was doing before it had any kind of impact on the situation. In the end he decided that Instead of himself as Sirius hitting on Remus, Padfoot would hit on Moony. Apart from the fact that Moony was likely to put up less resistance, it might be the way to convince Remus that letting Moony have his mate, may not be such a bad thing after all. It maybe wasn't the best plan in the world, but Sirius was so sexually frustrated by this point he didn't really care. Now all he had to do was wait for the full moon.

Remus came into the kitchen as Sirius was pouring himself from coffee.

"Good morning, Padfoot."

"Good morning, Moony. I was starting to forget what you looked like. Would you like some coffee?"

"Thank you." Remus nodded. Sirius had just given Remus his coffee when Snape walked in.

"Here's you potion Lupin." He put down the vial and turned to leave.

"Good morning to you too." Sirius growled.

"Why should I greet you mongrel?" Snape sneered.

"Why should we trust you Deatheater?" There was a moment of silence while Sirius and Snape stared at each other while Remus' eyes flicked between the two of them.

"I spy for Dumbledore Black, what do you do?" Sirius scowled. Snape swept away.

"Bloody greasy bat!" Sirius snapped after Snape had left.

"Do not let him get to you Sirius, you are invaluable to the order."

"I do nothing Remus, how is that invaluable. No one would notice if I wasn't here."

"I would." They looked for each other for a moment then Remus abruptly stood up, trying to ignore the pain in Sirius' eyes. "I'm going to go work on another room." He left before Sirius could reply. Sirius swallowed hard and willed himself to be patient. It was a full moon tonight, he could put his plan into action.

"Goodnight Sirius." Sirius looked up.

"Goodnight Remus." Remus left with Sirius' eyes on him. He waited until he heard Remus' bedroom door close then turned into a dog and bounded up the stairs. He had to admit, with or without his plan, he liked being a dog. He sniffed at Remus' door, he had definitely transformed. Sirius pulled open the door with his teeth and slipped inside. Moony was curled up in a corner. Padfoot let out a soft bark. Moony's ears pricked up and hi eyes opened. Padfoot bowed and wagged his tail at the wolf. The wolf got up and stepped towards Padfoot who barked happily and made a show of chasing his tail before turning back to Moony. Moony playfully wagged his tail and regarded Padfoot, tilting his head. Padfoot looked into his eyes, Remus' eyes and barked again before lolloping up to the wolf and licking his nose. The wolf blinked then licked him back. With a bark Padfoot jumped onto Moony and they spent an hour playfully wrestling with each other, Padfoot licking Moony everytime he gained the advantage. After an hour they curled up together in the corner, Moony licked Padfoot's neck and Padfoot growled happily and snuggled up to his friend. He knew there would be issues to sort out in the morning, but tonight he was happy and so, it seemed, was Moony.