#twimstarter

Lucius decided to be cautious with this gift and talk to Snape to see if he know what the spell would do before using it.

He had finally resolved to send an owl to his mother, asking for Muggle pills to try to resolve his issue, and while he waited, he laid out on the grass under a tree, despite the brisk temperature of fall. A cigarette was balanced between his lips, despite his earlier claims that he was quitting. Quitting seemed to be a terrible idea at this point.

"Has anyone seen my left shoes? They appear to all be missing..."

Remus stood quietly outside the castle, looking at the hedge maze that had appeared on the grounds. He took a deep breath and checked his watch a bit. He had joked that Sirius and he would not get anything done, but he had not expected that that might be because Sirius would run late. He sighed and he stuck his hand back in his robe's pockets, taking a deep breath. "Where are you, Sirius?" Remus muttered, turning and looking for his partner. Remus actually snorted a bit at his silent, unintended double entendre.

Remus grinned when Doe said it was time to go to the kitchens quickly and he turned and he started to move towards the kitchens. "So, Doe, have you been up to anything interesting lately?" He moved to the portrait and tickled the pear before he slipped inside.

We are not making kissy faces and Sirius and James do not have sexy arguments!

Remus, who was happily sitting in his bed, sipping a cup of tea, balancing a book that looked more like a brick than a book on his knees, had come in that day to find Sirius cuddled up with a bear on the couch, and decided to neither question it or wake the man up. He could hear conversations down the steps from the doors, but in the now-waning moon could not make them out, so he happily sat, blissfully unaware of the strange and not-very-subtle conversation taking place downstairs.

If they were late leaving the castle on this full moon night, then they would certainly be late catching up with Remus. Remus never said it, he was far too polite to say anything, but Peter knew, in his heart, that Remus did not like going through his transformation alone. If they continued to be late, then alone was what Remus would be. If that happened, Peter reminded himself, then Remus would be upset. If Remus was upset, then Moony would be upset, and if Moony was upset... Peter paused, froze really, and he pushed those dark thoughts out of his head. He knew he was important in all this, of course he was, they couldn't get to Remus without him... on the other hand, a rat did not stand much of a chance up against a werewolf, and Peter did not like that. He checked his watch again, swore, and began to pace.