But I know from your eyes
and I know from your smile
that tonight will be fine,
will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
for a while.
"Tonight Will Be Fine" by Leonard Cohen

They hadn't been sure what to do or where to go next. Remus's suggestion of reading the Harry Potter books meant nothing if they couldn't actually find them.

Neither of them even had the slightest clue how to get around Seattle. And why were there so many coffee shops? Sirius was certain they were actually spacing them out in a way where you could see one 'Starbucks' just barely in view of the next. These Muggles must really enjoy coffee, he thought. He wondered where he could go for tea.

Not that they had any Muggle money. And if they'd had any Muggle money it wouldn't have been American currency anyhow. They were really truly and properly fucked. Sirius wondered how Remus was keeping his cool. It did help him to relax somewhat, knowing that Remus had it together.

One thing Sirius had learned during their couple of hours wandering around the streets of downtown Seattle was that no one paid that much attention to them. He supposed a couple of gay wizards fit in just fine here.

After some small amount of wandering they found a small used bookstore. Finding copies of the books wasn't difficult at all. There appeared to be seven of them. The one titled Order of the Phoenix interested them most, especially since Pica had mentioned them looking like they had come from that book.

Though Sirius had stopped to look at Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Part of him bristled with pride at having a book whose title, he had realised, referred to him.

"What are we supposed to do, Moony? We can't sit here and just read all of these in the bookstore. The shop keeper will throw us out!" Sirius said.

"We could look for a library," Remus said then continued in a whisper, "Or you could just slip one or two of them in your coat. The pockets are large enough to hold some of these paperback copies,."

"Which two?" Sirius asked.

"Better make it the last three: Order of the Phoenix, Half Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows," Remus said then quickly handed Sirius copies of each which he took and slipped them in his coat as covertly as he could.

"Are we really going to steal from these Muggles?" Sirius asked as he adjusted the books in his pockets, noticing something else was inside them, preventing them from fitting.

"I don't see that we have much choice, Padfoot," Remus said regretfully. "We have no other leads or any money."

Sirius grabbed hold of the item blocking the books, pulled it out slowly and held it up in front of his face to examine it.

"Merlin's prick! This is Muggle money," Sirius said in excitement.

Remus's eyes widened.

"So it is," Remus said and grabbed it from Sirius, flicking a finger through the bills that were held together by a rubber band. "I'm not sure what sort of value these have. But they all say 100. Must be a thousand of them, at least."

But Sirius wasn't done reaching inside his pockets. Quickly, he found two more bundles of cash, just like that one and pulled them out for Remus to see. Remus grabbed them quickly, fire behind his eyes.

"Someone is looking out for us, Padfoot," Remus said.

"Guess we'll just grab all the books then," Sirius said and pulled the three books out of his pockets, while Remus grabbed the rest. Moments later they were at the book counter, plopping hardcover copies of all the books down. The shop keeper looked slightly stunned.

"Wow. That's some great cosplay, guys. I'm surprised you guys would even need copies of the books!" the man said while he rang them up. Sirius watched in bafflement as the man used strange Muggle equipment to do so.

"That comes to $65.98," the shop keeper said.

Remus handed the man one of the slips of green tinted paper that were labeled '100' and had the face of some no doubt important Muggle on them. The shop keeper took it and then moments later handed them change which Remus stuffed into a pocket. While his hand was inside he made an astonished face but then pulled his hand back out and tried to act like nothing had happened.

The shop keeper put all the books into a large bag and Remus quickly grabbed the bag and left the shop in a hurry, forcing Sirius to follow.

As they walked down the sidewalk Remus looked all around, searching for something. Finally, they came upon an alley which he then gestured for Sirius to follow him down. Once it was clear no one was watching them he reached into his pocket and pulled out its contents.

"I wasn't sure what all this was but I didn't want to pull it out in front of the Muggles just in case," Remus said and handed the items to Sirius. While Sirius stared down in confusion at the items Remus dug in his other trouser pocket and pulled out more.

In Sirius's hands were a small rectangular square with a picture of his face on it along with his name, birthday, height, hair color and eye color. There was another card made of paper that had a long number and his name on it that said Social Security in big letters on the top of it.

There was another document that said Certification of Birth on it and had all of the correct details of his birth including the names of his parents. He was speechless.

"Do you realize what all this is, Padfoot?" Remus asked.

"Not really, no," Sirius admitted.

"These documents… they prove who we are. We exist! In this world. These are things Muggles use for identification. I don't know why or how we have them or the money but clearly someone really likes us and wants us to do OK," Remus said, brimming with excitement.

"But how? This doesn't make sense. And we aren't Americans!" Sirius said.

"It appears we are now. Don't worry, I'm sure immigration to England isn't that difficult. But for now…" Remus said then took a deep breath and exhaled, "For now we can do whatever we want."

Sirius stared at Remus. His honey-brown hair was messy and damp as was his old brown jumper. They were both a bit of a mess, if Sirius was being honest. It had already been a long strange day. But right now looking at Remus so happy, happier than perhaps he had ever seen him he had the most peculiar urge to let Remus fuck him right then and there.

"All these things," Sirius said a smile curling his lip, "They could buy us some privacy, couldn't they?"

Remus smiled, "I would certainly hope so."

It hadn't taken Remus long to find a hotel room. There were hotels all over in the place in downtown Seattle, it turned out. The little cards with their pictures on them and some of the Muggle money was all it took to get a room. Remus could get used to this new life easily, he thought.

Remus hadn't admitted the real thing that had him excited, euphoric and horny. The thing that was making him feel more alive than he had ever felt, despite the loss of magic and the bizarre revelation his mind couldn't possibly grasp, at least not yet.

As he dragged Sirius into the room and tossed him onto the bed he wondered when it would occur to him as well. His trousers felt tight as his cock pressed hard against them. He was so giddy he struggled to even remember what was supposed to happen next.

Luckily, Sirius remembered for him and fell to his knees in front of Remus. He brushed his dark hair out of his eyes and began to unbutton Remus's trousers with a familiar look of hunger on his face.

Sirius's fingers moved more precisely and delicately than they had in a long time, unzipping Remus's trousers with ease and sliding his pants down a little. His fingers gripped Remus's thick cock and lightly stroked it, his foreskin gliding back and forth.

Remus felt like his heart was going to explode from his chest as Sirius slid the foreskin all the way back then gripped the base of his cock with both hands then put his lips on the head and lightly sucked the down the head, his lips gliding across the ridge then pulling back up again, making Remus gasp. Sirius's lifted Remus's prick up then slowly licked up the shaft, flicking his tongue against the head, making Remus quiver.

Sirius looked up at Remus and gave him a smile that said, 'Are you ready, Moony?' to which Remus silently answered with a smile of his own and a nod. Sirius put his mouth back on the head then began to suck up and down Remus's shaft, smooth and hard, his mouth gliding with ease.

"Fuck, Padfoot," Remus said, looking down in shock. If there was anything Sirius was good at besides being a prick it was sucking a prick. But somehow this was different. No, not different… it was old.

This wasn't Sirius as he had been this last few years; this was Sirius as he was in the early days of the war, eager to please without the under current of desperation. Remus had missed this man. As Sirius looked up at him with his beautiful grey eyes, his mouth working his cock with glee, Remus wondered if Sirius had missed the man he once was too.

Remus could feel the tension rising in his body, a pleasurable urgency creeping through him, centered on his cock. He could feel his balls tightening against his body, aching and feeling slightly heavy. It hadn't even been that long since he'd last come the night before but he felt like he hadn't come in years. He was giddy and nervous.

Finally the tension became too much and he felt his muscles clench and pleasure crashed in a mighty wave through him.

"Ahhhh, fuck!" Remus said as he felt his cock spam and shoot hot fluid into Sirius's mouth. Sirius didn't stop sucking at all and he made sure he didn't miss a drop.

Breathing deeply as Sirius continued to lick and kiss at his cock, though it was feeling sensitive, Remus rubbed at his eyes, realizing he had been crying.

Sirius finally let go of Remus's cock and looked up, smiling like the loyal dog that he was, certainly expecting a much deserved reward.

"I'll need a moment, Padfoot," Remus said. No matter how he felt right now he was no longer a young man, and the stress of all his years of transformations had a taken a great toll on all of his body.

Suddenly, something obvious occurred to Remus, causing his jaw to drop. He then shook his head and laughed.

"We don't have any lubricating potion. How am I supposed to fuck your beautiful arse without any bloody lubricating potion?" Remus said, smiling down at Sirius.

"I don't care about that right now," Sirius said then pulled himself off his knees and his mouth quickly found Remus's. His lips were warm, soft and a little swollen and moved over Remus's lips with ease. Remus could feel Sirius's own stiffness rubbing against his belly through a damp spot in his trousers.

Remus noticed it had become dark outside and pulled his mouth away from Sirius's. Without explanation he walked to the back window of the hotel room and looked out and up at the sky. He looked up at the moon and laughed.

"What is it?" Sirius asked.

"Come see for yourself," Remus said and pointed.

Remus stepped aside to make sure Sirius had a good view. Sirius looked up and to Remus's surprise looked horrified.

"Moony, we have to do something! It's a full moon!" Sirius said, sounding desperate.

"And here I stand, unchanged," Remus said, opening his arms wide then letting them fall back to his sides. "There's no magic here. None at all. I'm not a werewolf anymore," Remus said.