#winger

@wolfstarmicrofic January 28, word count 679

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“So,” Coach McGonagall said sternly as she looked Remus up and down. “You’re trying out for the left-winger position?” 

“Yes, I played centre before, but I’m happy wherever,” Remus said politely. Sirius stood beside them, as the captain, McGonagall, had thought he should be present for Remus’s tryout, so that he could put him through his paces, and she could watch how they worked together. Sirius didn’t hold back, and by the time they’d finished, sweating and panting, McGonagall had a smile on her face, a rarity in Sirius’s experience. 

“And you’re sure your other contract is no longer valid?” She asked, quirking an eyebrow and pursing her lips. 

“Almost. Henry, er, Mr Black has been over it and has sent a letter telling the Wolves that the contract is invalid and letting them know I won’t be back. They haven’t responded yet,” he added, running his fingers through his sweat-slicked hair nervously.  

“Send me a copy of everything, including anything Henry has written, and I’ll pass it on to our legal team for them to have a look at. But, barring that slight inconvenience, I’d like to welcome you to the team, Mr Lupin, and I hope you’ll find this one better than the last,” her smile returned. “Right, I’m sure you want to go celebrate. Be back here tomorrow for practice, and we’ll introduce you." She walked off, leaving them on the ice. 

“You did it!” Sirius crowed excitedly, jumping on Remus. Remus caught him, grabbing him under the thighs and hauling him closer. 

“Thank you for everything, Sirius,” Remus said, leaning in and kissing him. Sirius kissed him back for a second before he remembered where they were. He froze and let his legs drop from around Remus’s waist. 

“I, er, haven’t told anybody about, er, this,” he gestured between them. They still hadn’t had the talk, and Sirius was beginning to get nervous that it was just a bit of fun for Remus and not, as he hoped, the beginning of a real relationship. 

“Oh,” Remus’s face fell. “Did you want to keep it a secret?”

“What?! No! It’s just, I don’t actually know what I’d tell them because I don’t know what this is,” he gestured between them again, and a gentle smile returned to Remus’s face. 

“Well, I was hoping we were heading into a relationship. I mean, your uncles’ are this close to adopting me,” he held his thumb and forefinger very close together in front of his face. “I get it if you want to go slowly into this, maybe tell a few people and not announce it to the world yet, but I’m all in. If that’s what you want?” Remus finished, his eyes darting nervously over Sirius as though he had the same fears Sirius did, that the other only wanted a bit of fun. 

Sirius launched himself at Remus again and this time didn’t let go. They slowly skated across the ice until Remus pressed him up against the boards. Sirius let out a startled giggle and rested his forehead against Remus’s. 

“We should probably hit the showers,” he said, his face flushing when Remus smirked at him, his mind clearly thinking of what could happen in the showers. “No,” he said sharply, tapping Remus on the end of the nose. If we’re going to be on the same team, there will be no hanky-panky in the showers. I do not want to have sexy memories of the showers and pop a woody every time I go in there. Have you met the Prewetts? They’ll rip me a new one.” Remus kissed him again and put him down. 

“Come on then, I’ll try not to give you a woody,” he winked. Sirius shook his head and followed after him. Their talk might not have been exactly how he thought it would go, but at least now he knew where he stood. The next thing was to tell Regulus and James. He knew James and the rest of the Potters would be ecstatic for him, but Regulus, who knows? 

Kip Winger with Tom Petersson and Robin Zander from Cheap Trick!