A/N: I made a learn/ teach-mistake in the last chapter which two of my lovely readers were kind enough to point out. Sorry about that (that's why the dialogue is a tiny bit different here)
Sirius had just changed his shirt when what he'd feared would happen, happened: "I'll be leaving first thing in the morning, thank you for taking care of me, but I have to move on."
Why? "Why?" Sirius asked. What had he done? Sirius played the conversation they'd had before he went to change in his head. Nothing that could've made Remus bolt. Sirius realised that if he wanted to keep Remus he'd have to act now. Sirius might've been sorted into Gryffindor, but he was still a Black, and Blacks didn't give up on things that easily.
Sirius slowly approached Remus who started babbling "As, I said, emm, I have to move on, things to do, p-people to see." That was a good sign, it meant that Remus could be convinced to change his mind. And Sirius could be very convincing when he wanted to.
"Really?" Sirius tried to ignore how ridiculous the purring edge sounded as he stepped into Remus' personal space and placed a hand at his chest.
"Yeah," Remus faintly said and was clearly leaning against the counter in an attempt of getting as far away from Sirius as possible, but at least he wasn't fighting him off even though Sirius could feel Remus' heartbeat speeding up in alarm.
Sirius lowered his lips to Remus' ear and said the thing he was positive Remus desired the most, "You know, I can teach you how to use your magic," if Sirius hadn't been so terrified that Remus was going to leave he would have found this very enjoyable.
This obtained the desired effect "Really?" Remus was certainly interested and Sirius judged that it'd be better to back off before he scared the boy away. He pulled a bit back and stared into Remus' eyes where the pupils were dilated. Sirius would like to believe that was a sign of attraction, but he knew it was more likely from Remus' inner discussion.
"Yes," Sirius firmly said and he had to hold in a triumphant whoop when Remus bit his lip and replied with "Okay."
There was a short moment where Sirius just stared at Remus' mouth coming way too near the line and had to firmly tell himself that Remus was staying because of the prospect of learning magic, nothing else. Sirius quickly stepped back before he could do anything he'd regret.
Remus relaxed visibly when Sirius was no longer in his space, showing that it'd been the right decision to back off.
"W-what about the-" Remus faintly stammered before clearing his throat "What about the Trace?"
"My dear uncle made his property untraceable, besides I'm not completely sure whether you have a Trace on you," Sirius instantly regretted this remark concerning Remus not being accepted to a school "Can you eat this stuff cold?" he asked instead, indicating their dinner.
"Yeah, you can, though I prefer it cooked to be honest," Remus wrinkled his nose a little.
"Then we'll cook it," Sirius picked up the can, not really knowing what to do with it. Should he find a kettle or something?
"You really don't have a clue, do you?" Remus snickered. If it had been anyone else Sirius would have been livid, but somehow it was all right when it was Remus. Sirius shamefully handed the can over to Remus who took a pot from the wall, "Didn't he have a stove? Can you light a fire or something?" Remus requested.
Finally something I can do Sirius thought as he rushed over to the fireplace. He waved his wand at the fireplace and looked smugly as it burst into flames, trying, and failing miserably, not to gaze at Remus to see if he looked impressed. Remus merely rolled his eyes and mumbled something that sounded like "Show-off," as he emptied the can into a pot.
Remus handed the pot and a wooden spoon to Sirius, "Give me five minutes," Remus announced and lay down on the floor with a deep sigh.
"Are you okay?" Sirius concerned asked. Remus had apparently worn himself out by standing too much. Sirius generally didn't snoop, but he was genuinely worried about Remus and considered once more asking what had happened. Especially since Remus apparently had ran away from home, too. Sirius couldn't know for sure, but Remus hadn't once mentioned his parents, not even a "My parents will be worried though" and when he talked about leaving he hadn't played the parents card.
"'m fine, just tired," Remus absently replied "Can you heat it?"
"Sure," Sirius answered sounding way more confident than he really was. Why had he never wondered why Alphard hadn't had a stove in his possession? Then he suddenly remembered how Alphard didn't prioritize food and probably hadn't deemed a stove important.
Sirius looked from the fireplace to the pot. How was he going to do this? Sirius decided that a levitation charm would do the job.
Remus lay with his eyes closed "Remus, if you're going to sleep; go to bed, I'll do this and bring it to you," Sirius hated the "worried mother" edge to his voice and wondered, for the something-th time that day, what the hell was wrong with him.
Remus snorted "I don't fancy waking up to a burning house, mate."
"Have a little faith in me, will you?" Sirius quickly stirred the beans, just to make sure he didn't screw this up.
"Do you have a bathroom?" Remus asked.
"No, we shit in the woods. Of course we have bathroom." Sirius wasn't completely sure why he said we. If he meant Alphard and himself, Remus and himself or just didn't like the sound of I because it sounded so lonely.
"Ha, ha," Remus deadpanned replied.
"It's the door over there," Sirius smiled, indicating the door. He considered adding Do you need help? but very quickly decided against it.
That was when the food started bubbling. Was it supposed to do that? Sirius tried to think back, potions certainly was boiling when they started to bubble. It had to be remotely like potions. The question, however, was for how long it was supposed to boil. Sirius hoped Remus would return quickly and stirred a little faster.
Sirius heard a bit of clattering and realised Remus had returned. Sirius didn't even bother to consider how anyone could be so noiseless, when they weren't taking bowls from the cupboard, that was.
"I think it's done," Remus remarked and handed Sirius a bowl.
As Sirius poured a bit more than half the food in Remus' bowl, Remus said "I had a bag, I think I'll go looking for it tomorrow."
Sirius and Remus switched bowls so Sirius could put food in the other as well "I'll go with you." Sirius immediately said. He strongly expected Remus to argue, but was met with a resignedly sigh instead.
"Then you won't have to wear my clothes anymore," Sirius remarked, reminding himself that that was a good thing as he picked up a spoon and poked into his food.
Remus chewed and gave a little laugh "Muggle bands, though?"
"Why not?" Sirius defensively said and took a spoonful of baked beans, could taste worse he decided.
"Don't know," Remus shrugged and started "It's just, pure-blood wizards usually… No sorry."
"It's okay," Sirius reassured him, "What's your favourite band, then?" it should have been an attempt of changing subject, but in reality he just wanted to know.
"Beatles, I think," Remus replied.
"I don't know them," Sirius had to admit.
Remus nearly choked "What?"
"I don't know them," Sirius repeated.
"How can you know muggle bands and not know The Beatles?" Remus looked shell-shocked.
"I just don't," Sirius had a feeling he was missing something, "Why?"
Remus made a sound that sounded like a mix between a hysterical laugh and pain "They are… let's say rather popular. Well, they've split up, but they're still popular, like The Doors."
"I might know the music," Sirius tried, "It might be just their name I don't know. Can't you like, sing one of their songs or something?"
Remus stopped laughing and just stared at Sirius "No."
"Aw, come on," Sirius urged.
"Absolutely not. I don't sing. I can't sing. No," Remus declared, "I don't even know you."
"I think you must have misheard me, I said sing not have sex with me," Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Just… no." Remus blushed, but sounded quite final.
"All right, all right, message received and understood," Sirius said, but mentally added it to the list of things he'd like to get Remus to do, a list that was quite long considering he'd known the guy for less than 12 hours.
"What do we do with the dishes?" Remus considerately asked.
"Eh, leave them in the sink?" Sirius suggested earning a glare filled with disapproval from Remus, "We'll fix it tomorrow. We've both had a rough day." Remus yawned widely and then nodded, placing the dishes next to the sink.
Remus started to shuffle towards the door to the library, which led to the bedroom, suddenly he stopped "What do we do with, um, sleeping?" He almost embarrassed asked. Sirius had to replay it twice in his mind before getting it. There was only one bed.
"I can spell a chair into a sofa or something where I can sleep," Sirius suggested, "Don't worry about it."
"Oh, I don't want to be to inconvenience, I can sleep on whatever you transfigure," Remus quickly offered.
"Don't be ridiculous, you're the guest, besides you're the one that's hurt," Sirius brushed his objections aside.
"I can't take your bed," Remus insisted.
"Merlin, if you're so stubborn about it we'll just share the bed," Sirius said, hoping to shock Remus enough to make him agree to letting Sirius take whatever he made.
Remus shrugged "Sounds fine."
That, Sirius hadn't been expecting and had he been drinking anything he'd probably had spit it out all over the place. So Remus would rather share a bed with a stranger than be an inconvenience, fair enough, Sirius inwardly grinned, not really sorry about the situation.
Remus staggered into the bedroom closely followed by Sirius who decided to go for an early night as well, he hadn't been sleeping well lately.
Sirius occupied himself with getting another blanket in the closet near the door while Remus shredded his torn jeans. His mission with not peeking failed as he discreetly eyed Remus', very nice, legs before the other boy wrapped himself in a blanket.
Sirius took off his own trousers right before he lay down beside Remus on the bed. He could have spelled the bed larger, but right now he could feel that he'd actually rather be very near Remus, Sirius would never admit it, but the episode with his parents had left an empty hole in him, a cold empty hole that could only be filled with warmth and human contact. Sirius waved his wand and muttered "Nox."
"G'night," Remus murmured before turning towards the wall and away from Sirius, accidentally brushing him lightly as he did, sending shivers down Sirius' spine.
"Good night," Sirius smiled and turned away from Remus in an attempt to ignore the presence of the other boy, something that was necessary if he wanted to sleep. The fact that their backs were touching didn't help, at all. It was going to be a long night.
Somehow Sirius managed to fall asleep and when he awoke in the middle of the night it was with a sleeping Remus snuggled into his chest like a warm, soft ball of drowsiness. Sirius should immediately have retreated, but the sensation was oddly comforting and instead he wrapped his arm tighter around Remus in an attempt to protect the other boy from all he'd been through, all he didn't even want to talk about and to comfort them both.
A/N: (Yes, I like A/N's) I'm not quite sure why I'm uploading now... I just felt like it I guess... Don't question me o.o I think all this fluff is affecting my brain...
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