@wolfstarmicrofic June 27, word count 496
Remus remembered his very first drag queen. He’d watched her take on a short little man with a big mouth and totally destroy him, all without breaking a nail. She’d winked at him before flicking her handbag over her shoulder and sashaying down the street like some Amazonian model. That was how he ended up with the night job he had. He took tickets and coats at the Three Broomsticks.
He loved watching the acts when he could. He’d stand backstage and hand out props while he watched his favourites perform.
A few months ago, a new performer had started. Remus thought she was hilarious. She liked pranks and always had a few set up for unsuspecting crowd members. Her stage name was Lady Siri O’Usly, but to Remus, he was Sirius.
They’d been talking a lot. Sirius came to hang out with him in the cloakroom and had more than once nearly missed his slot because he was too busy making Remus laugh.
Remus had become quite adept at putting Sirius’s makeup on and getting the wig just right as Sirius wrestled a pair of fake tits into place and taped other things well out of the way. Lady Siri became the fastest drag act to get ready in the whole building.
“Hey, Remus?” Sirius said to him one night as Remus applied his makeup.
“Hold still,” Remus ordered, his tongue peeking out from between his lips as he swooped the liquid eyeliner into a dangerous-looking dramatic swoosh that perfectly matched the other side, making the vivid red and gold eyeshadow pop. “There, now we can start on the rest of your face.”
“Keep your face still, or you’re going to have wonky cheeks,” Remus warned as he brushed across Sirius's cheeks.
“Sirius, I am literally putting lipstick on you; stop talking.” Remus had no idea why Sirius was being so uncooperative tonight. It was taking so much longer than usual to get his makeup done.
“Remus?” Sirius said again once Remus had put all the makeup down.
“Yes, Sirius, what is it?”
“Remus, will you go on a date with me?”
But before Remus could answer, the owner came out.
“Lady Siri, get your butt out there!” She said, pointing at the stage entrance before tottering away on her shiny, red high heels.
Lady Siri got to her feet, repositioned her boobs and then strode out onto the stage, her high heels clicking towards the stage.
“Wait!” Remus called after her. Lady Siri turned and quirked a narrow eyebrow at him. “Yes, yes, I’ll go on a date with you.”
Her face lit up, and forgetting her baying crowd, she walked back to Remus and kissed him, leaving bright red lipstick on his lips. She winked at him and finally made her way onto the stage.
“Sorry, my darlings, a girl had to get a good luck kiss off the handsome young coat room boy. I think I might be in love.”
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