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Time: October 13, 2000
Place: Bedroom, Hot Tub ;)
Status: Private (Remus and Sirius), Complete
Summary: The location says it all, really
Sirius had been exploring the manor for the past few weeks-- it had seemed like a more productive way of spending his time, and lately he'd gotten bored of hiding in the dark stuffy room he and Remus shared. Despite having to avoid the kitchens, for obvious and infuriating reasons, he had made a few interesting discoveries. He'd been pleased to see that there was a pool, for while he far preferred to swim in natural bodies of water (the chlorine made his eyes itch and dried out Padfoot's coat), he did think he'd enjoy the exercise from time to time. He was also interested to note that there was one of those muggle things called a Hot Tub. He had fond memories of one that had belonged to some muggle girl he'd been seeing at some time or another, although he was planning to put this hot tub to a rather different use.
Sirius had run down to the basement to check that no one else was down there, since Remus tended to like his privacy on the days after. Once he'd ensured the coast was clear, he ran back upstairs to his bedroom, and peeked in through the doorway where a sleepy Moony was curled up on the bed. From the way he was hunched into a tight ball despite the stretching space available made it obvious that Remus was hurting. The Wolfsbane made the transformation easier, but it didn't abate the pain of the change nor the ache afterward. He approached the bed carefully and put his hand on Remus' shoulders, carefully massaging the neck muscles.
"Hey," he said softly. "Wake up. I've got something to show you. Might help."
Place: Bedroom, Hot Tub ;)
Status: Private (Remus and Sirius), Complete
Summary: The location says it all, really
Sirius had been exploring the manor for the past few weeks-- it had seemed like a more productive way of spending his time, and lately he'd gotten bored of hiding in the dark stuffy room he and Remus shared. Despite having to avoid the kitchens, for obvious and infuriating reasons, he had made a few interesting discoveries. He'd been pleased to see that there was a pool, for while he far preferred to swim in natural bodies of water (the chlorine made his eyes itch and dried out Padfoot's coat), he did think he'd enjoy the exercise from time to time. He was also interested to note that there was one of those muggle things called a Hot Tub. He had fond memories of one that had belonged to some muggle girl he'd been seeing at some time or another, although he was planning to put this hot tub to a rather different use.
Sirius had run down to the basement to check that no one else was down there, since Remus tended to like his privacy on the days after. Once he'd ensured the coast was clear, he ran back upstairs to his bedroom, and peeked in through the doorway where a sleepy Moony was curled up on the bed. From the way he was hunched into a tight ball despite the stretching space available made it obvious that Remus was hurting. The Wolfsbane made the transformation easier, but it didn't abate the pain of the change nor the ache afterward. He approached the bed carefully and put his hand on Remus' shoulders, carefully massaging the neck muscles.
"Hey," he said softly. "Wake up. I've got something to show you. Might help."