Moony

“Confident is my middle name….as well as handsome, charming, daring, beautiful…..” he replied, smirk widening. “Besides, you could never turn down this face-” he added smugly. In his eyes, Remus was ready to leave with him, he even made a conscious effort to pick up a few of the quills and book next to him and handed them out to his friend with a grin. “You can do your work and reading whilst I nap and I promise I won’t bug you further.” Sirius wasn’t like this with the other marauders, with Peter it was almost a feeling like if James and Remus weren’t with them, Sirius wouldn’t know what to talk about with him. He counted Peter as a friend, he trusted him like he did the others. His brothers as he referred them to. With James, it was more of a boisterous, banter fuelled friendship built around feeding each others egos but with Remus? Remus was the one where Sirius regressed to almost a childlike behaviour. A child who craved reassurance, comfort, touch. 

“ busted . ” she chortled , her eyes quickly scanning through the unfinished essay , recognizing the assignment as the one that was due tomorrow . she slid into the chair next to him , causing the chair to creak and raised her eyebrow in question . habitually remus was the dilligent one —- a trait shared with her , so seeing him trying to scrape something together at the last minute puzzled her . despite the curiosity scratching at the back of her throat , she decided to go for a different approach , gathering that he would tell her the truth eventually . “ do you need any help ? ”

Sirius let out a huff of laughter, taking his seat next to Remus before swinging his legs up onto the table. “Must admit, its not my usual haunt. However, I sacrificed my dignity and pride and made my way here because I just had this feeling you’d be here. That sounds less creepier than saying I smelt you to here.” he said with a small smirk. Sirius was probably the most blase about the animagus thing, compared to the other marauders. He felt a bit better seeing a smile on Remus’s face. It hurt him at times, to see and feel how he was. Sirius dug into his pocket, removing a small bar of chocolate. “I thought I could tempt you to come back to the tower….mainly because I want a nap and your lap is a great pillow.”

“alright, alright,” she said, laying her hands on the table as she folded under remus’ pleas. less dramatic, no scene causing….sure, it’d be boring, but she could do it. if she had to. “i expect it’s because you’re charmers, the lot of you, but just because you turn them down doesn’t mean they don’t still happen… he’s still got sirius and petey for yes men, after all,” she reminded him, but this time her laughter was more gentle, and as she flipped her hair over her shoulder she had a softer smile for him. “so you’re proposing we just…. do the assignment?”

she laughed at that, watching as remus took his paper back. “you’re one to talk, aren’t you?” she teased, giving the boy a grin. “he’d never come up with something that clever, he’d… pick a bad excuse and let it grow into something so wild you’d say yes to anything to shut him up.” shrugging, she leaned forward, leveling a faux-serious look at the boy. “unfortunately, though, my sources say no…. and my source is a magic 8 ball, so…” leaning back into her chair once more,t he grin was back, and so was the mischief in her eyes. “i could totally get away with this…. and if worse comes to worst, you know, just… paint it like a nervous breakdown. problem solved, student admitted to infirmary for dramatics.”

she could laugh at that, finding it described her own situation pretty well, too. a boring essay was no excuse for not doing it - they’d had plenty of those, but this one just seemed impossible. “yeah, right into a wall of bullshit block, right?” she offered, shaking the laugh away with a shrug as she slid into the open seat he gestured to. “it’s more than i’ve got. and it’s a pretty solid start, to boot,” she pointed out, “if you reworded it some, you might find where your train of thought derailed and manage to get it finished.”

dragging a foot beneath her to make herself a little taller, she leaned onto the tabletop, chin on her hand. “honestly?” she asked, laughing again and flipping her hair out of her face, “i was one hundred percent planning to have a library accident.. lots of tears, crocodile and real, double whammy, all the pity….it sounds awful, i know, but hear me out. you could rescue me before i get too hurt, you know? just a day or two laid up in the hospital wing to recover from my emotional turmoil, and rest up, and not do this essay…. you could be a hero, rem. what do you think? we still have time.“

Finding Remus wasn’t normally this difficult, he would almost say they could smell each other out what with both their animal counterparts but Sirius felt he had been looking for hours. He only noticed Remus wasn’t with them when he needed someone to lay his head on for a nap and the usual victim known as Remus’s lap was not there to pander to his need. The library was his last shot but low and behold after looking down a few of the stacks there he was- Sirius picked up instantly, from the way he was slumped to just his general aura that he wasn’t in the best of states. He walked over slowly, not wanting to frighten him and came to a stop at the table. A small frown graced his forehead as he gently laid a hand on Remus’s shoulder. “Hey…”

Remus looked up when he felt a hand on his shoulder, he could read the concern on his friends face. He gave him a smile and quickly flipped his book closed to try and push the concern away. Seeing Sirius made him feel a mix of emotions, mostly guilty for hiding away from him, but a fair bit of him was comforted by him being here. “Hey,” he said maintaining eye contact for a moment before grabbing his bag off the chair next to him to offer up the seat. “Didn’t think I’d see you here,” he said honestly, looking away from him.