ancient - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 246
āPads, Moony? Can Ron and I do our Diagon shopping with Bill this year?ā Harry asked casually, peeking his head into the sitting room. The soot on his face, something he still managed to do at the age of thirteen, told Remus that the boy was obviously using the kitchen Floo to make a fire call with his best friend.
Remus exchanged a look with his husband, who seemed confused and a bit put-out. āSure, Haz. Just be safe and check in if youāre staying over,ā Remus said calmly, placing a steadying hand on Siriusās knee.
Harryās pleading eyes lit up. āThanks, Moony!ā He quickly left the room.
Remus turned to Sirius, who still seemed caught off-guard. āYou okay, baby?ā he whispered, giving him a smile.
The shorter man gave him a sad, thoughtful look. āAre weā¦not cool anymore, Moons?ā he asked, frowning. āHeās going shopping with Bill? Whatās he got that we donāt?ā
āAn earring,ā Remus said, laughing and pressing a kiss to his husbandās forehead. āA badass job. Youth.ā
āIām not ancient,ā Sirius retorted, pouting. āAnd I could have an earring!ā
āSure you could, love,ā Remus chuckled. āBut just think! Harry being gone shopping means weāll have the whole house to ourselves. Have any ideas of what we could do with that time?ā He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Now it was Sirius who visibly lit up. āFuck coolness,ā he muttered, smirking. āBill can babysit.ā
āThatās the spirit,ā Remus laughed, pulling him into a kiss.
