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Gryffindor dorm, 7th year boys room, 1977 Remus is reading a book while Sirius is laying on his bed, playing with a bouncy ball Lily introduced him to, throwing it against the wall again and again. Needless to say, Remus is annoyed.

Remus: Could you dont do that please? Where even is James? Sirius: With Evans, doing Headstudents stuff... what do you think, are they hooking up right now? *wiggels with his eyebrows* Remus: *giving Sirius a look over his book* As if you wouldn't know them, they at least will take another two months... textbook slow romance Sirius: *grinning* Guess so, if they have child one day, I bet Lils will insist on making the two of us godfathers Remus: *grimacing* I don't believe the legal situation allows me to ... (short silence, then his eyes start to glint and he chuckles lightly) a kid of them would be genius though, imagine a mix of Lily and James Sirius: If the kid gets Lily's wit, temper and charm and James cheek, loyalty and devotion he's gonna be unstoppable Remus: Gosh imagine the hero complex this kid would have Sirius: I bet it would turn out to be the savior of the wizarding world or something Remus: Hell, it so would

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prompt: florist au; @wolfstarmicrofic 281 words. A/N: Please be nice, I know this is absolute shit, it's my first wolfstar fic.

The bell on the door rings and the Black boy walks in. The same boy that has been driving Remus insane with his long wavy hair, and his black leather jacket. Sirius comes in every week, buying different flowers every time.

“Remus, hello there,” Sirius begins, his stormy grey eyes bearing into Remus’s.

Remus’s cheeks heat up, as he asks, “Which flower are you after today?”

“Well what’s your favourite flower?”

Remus’s face flushed even more. Why was he asking about his favourite flower? “Why are you asking?”

“Just answer the question, or I’ll be forced to assume that every flower is your favourite, meaning I’ll buy every flower in this shop,” Sirius responds flirtatiously. What was Sirius doing to poor Remus? Remus was about to pass out on the floor and never get up again.

“Tulips… those are my favourite,” he whispers.

Sirius breaks into the widest smile he’s ever seen and asks, “When does your shift end?”

“In an hour. Why?”

“Because I want to take you out, silly. Be ready at four, I’ll pick you up,” Sirius winks as he walks away, out of the store.

“W-wait! Your flowers,” Remus stutters slightly. Did he just get asked out by the hottest person known to man?

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll figure something out.”

And with that, Sirius leaves a very dumbfounded Remus standing there, wondering what the hell just happened.

Later that day, Lily helped Remus look all pretty by doing a little styling from his wardrobe. Sirius picks Remus up with a massive bouquet of tulips of all different colours. Let’s just say Remus was smiling like an absolute idiot for the rest of the day.