Remus John Moony Lupin

Amycus gestured around him, “Hey, Knockturn Alley after nightfall, you do the math, genius. What do you need at this hour, anyway?”

“And I am quite capable to look after myself, thank you.” Remus gestured giving a shrug. “That is for me to know and you to not ask about it.” 

“If you need money, I’ve stated before that I’ll help, I think James even said the same! Take a break, Moony. Let’s go get some ice cream or something.”

“I can’t rely on the two of you for money forever, Sirius. It isn’t right. Things would be a lot easier if I didn’t need to have an excuse for why I disappear for a few days a month.”

“Didn’t you just send in an application somwhere? Why are you sending another and most importantly, where are you apply to?”

“Thing with applications, you sometimes need to send more than one. muggle book store down the road is looking for someone to work there, It will be good to have some sort of income.”

I thought you’d be finish by now. Merlin, you’ve been working on that for what feels like an hour. What the fuck are you doing anyways that requires you to not stop and hang out with your favorite person?

“An application. That’s what I am working on and as much as hanging out with you sounds like a good break I really need to get this done, Pads.”

Whose idea of a fun time is this?

“It was your idea to hang around while I finished this, mate.”

“Hey, I’m just a caring citizen who doesn’t want you to get hurt.”

“Why would I be hurt for going to a store?” 

“I said,” Amycus sighed, drawing out the vowel, “You probably shouldn’t be in this part of town, mate.”

“And why would it concern you that I am in this part of town?”

“It was a simple hello, but I’d be glad to turn it into a lecture about the importance of paying attention. Someone with a lesser patience than mine might have been offended.”

“W-what are you doing here?”

“Just hello. Head in the clouds again, Remus?”

“The question should be when isn’t it?”

Oh it most certainly is- Honestly with the glitter and the straps, they’re mostly expensive death traps, in my opinion.”

She shook out her hand. “Amelia Bones. I work in the Auror department and am…close with Dumbledore.” She hoped that he’d catch her meaning. “I’m familiar with a couple of your friends- Sirius and Lily mostly.”

"Why do you girls put up with those death traps, I will never understand.”

That got a genuine chuckle out of Regulus.  “It’s hard to be that stupid,” he smiled, clear that he was trying to tease.  Of course, his voice came off a bit cold, but the time living at 12 Grimmauld Place did that to him.  

"Now he can be stupid, but not that stupid.” Remus commented giving a shrug, having taken the younger Blacks comment the wrong way slightly.

Regulus watched him for a moment.  “Thank you.”  He wanted to ask if he was okay, but Remus was Sirius’ friend and more than likely hated him like the rest of them did.  “Have… have a good day.”

"you’re welcome.” Remus nodded, as he moved further out the way. He knew the others hated the boy but this was Sirius’ younger brother. Remus wanted to hope the Black family hadn’t drilled that hopefulness that Sirius seemed to have. “And to you Regulus, try to not do anything stupid your brother would do.”

Thank you! I always wonder what’s like to be tall- Just a popet dream to those of us too lazy to wear high heels every day. You’re Remus, right?

"I’ve heard it is more dangerous than riding a broomstick during a Quidditch game.” Remus laughed. “Yes, that’s my name. Remus Lupin.”

“Well maybe you haven’t noticed, but it’s a bit crowded and you’re blocking traffic.”  Pause.  “I know you’re looking at something, but I didn’t want to walk between you and whatever that is…”

"Sorry I will move out of the way. There is no real point me gazing right now anyway.” He more mumbled to himself as his gaze fell to the floor. “

“Yeah, you’re sorta standing in my way.”

"Pardon me. although I am sure you could have gone around me, i’m not that big.”

“Yeah, sorry- would you mind grabbing that book for me? I hate to ask but I’m just not tall enough.”

"No, no it is perfectly alright.”

“Yeah.” Myron grinned at him, “I kind of like your hair when it doesn’t have stuff in it.”

“Well I need some stuff in my hair or it would be a complete mess. But it isn’t like I use as much stuff as Sirius.”