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Prompt 10 - Madam Puddifoot's

@wolfstarmicrofic September 10, word count 749

They were having their first official date in Hogsmeade. James and Peter had waved them off like proud parents as they walked down the main street in the village, hand in hand. Remus still couldn’t believe it. His lips kept twitching as they tried to curl up into a huge, dopey smile. He wasn’t sure where Sirius was taking him, but he honestly didn’t care, as long as they were together.

It turned out he’d found a picturesque little walk through the outskirts of the forest. They walked the path through the trees and spotted all sorts of colourful wildflowers. The air smelled like spring as the forest woke from the long winter. The little path suddenly disappeared and became a huge meadow, filled with even more wildflowers.

The ground was blanketed with purple crocuses and dotted with delicate snowdrops. Remus tried his best not to squash any of them, but it was a tall order.

In the centre of the meadow grew a ring of oak trees, each one more gnarled than the last. Their branches hung low and heavy. Sirius wasted no time and scaled one of them, climbing high into the tree's branches. Remus craned his neck to watch him.

“Come on, Moony, the view is amazing from up here!” Sirius called jovially at him.

“I’ll take your word for it,” Remus told him. There was no way he was climbing a tree. He was broken enough from being a werewolf without adding non-Luna injuries to his body. Sirius shrugged, not pushing the issue and began to climb down.

He stopped on a long branch just above Remus’s head. Remus saw his eyes flash with mischief and fully expected him to jump on him. But, to his surprise, Sirius dropped onto the branch and, swinging himself around, he dangled upside down at the perfect level to kiss Remus.

Remus ran his fingers through Sirius’s tumbling locks and took a step forward. Sirius’s breath ghosted across his lips. A charged energy flowed between them as they breathed heavily, barely an inch apart. A gust of wind rocked Sirius just enough for their lips to connect, and that was all they needed.

Remus pushed his hands into Sirius’s hair and held him in place as he kissed him hard, his tongue sneaking out and asking Sirius to let him in.

Eventually, Sirius pushed his upside-down hands against Remus’s chest, and Remus released him.

“Sorry, getting a bit dizzy,” Remus barely had time to react as Sirius’s legs lost their grip on the branch. Remus wrapped his arms around his torso, Sirius’s feet waving above his head. He carefully lay Sirius down on the slightly damp grass and helped him to his feet.

“Shall we go for a butterbeer?” he asked, looking up at the darkening sky, and Sirius nodded, wrapping his arm around Remus’s waist for stability as well as just because he wanted to.

The first few buildings came into view, and the heavens opened. Fat droplets of rain pounded down on them. They pulled their collars up and hurried into the nearest shop.

Their clothes dripped onto the floor, and a cheery witch came over.

“Oh, dear, it's a bit soggy out there,” she mused and offered them both a drying charm, which they accepted gratefully. “There’s a table over there if you want,” she pointed out, and it was only then, after taking in his surroundings, that Remus realised what shop they had taken shelter in—Madam Puddifoot’s.

He’d rather brave the rain than stay in that sickly sweet shop. Sirius reached out and grabbed him by the elbow, steering him to the empty table.

“Don’t be a snob, Moony,” he hissed and forced him into one of the chairs. Sirius held up the menu and tapped it with his wand. Seconds later, plates materialised in front of them filled with dainty little sandwiches and fat cream cakes. He’d also ordered a pot of tea, which he began to pour into the fragile-looking tea cups.

They spent the rest of the afternoon eating and drinking tea while watching the raindrops stream down the front window. Miraculously, just as Sirius had finished paying, the sun came out. “Moony?” He asked, sticking his elbow out, so Remus could take his arm. Remus felt his cheeks heat as he linked his arm through Sirius’s. They walked back towards the castle, but not before a quick detour into Honeydukes. All in all, Remus couldn’t imagine a better forest date.