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Characters: Remus Lupin [Original] and Sirius Black [Original]
Setting: Lawrence Street, Saltire House, Upper Cove-- specifically Remus and Sirius's rooms. They might be out in the city later on.
Time: Late afternoon
Summary: The two wizards are decorating their rooms. Beware.
Warnings: None except Sirius's quirkiness and possible gaudy adornments.
Tea was wonderful. Growing up in England, wizard or muggle, one could never have enough tea. Sipping it with a nice book and the luxury of a cushy piece of furniture and it would be Remus's version of heaven. He'd discovered the lounge on the main floor soon after moving in, using it to his heart's content as he delved into yet another book he'd found at one of this city's bookstores. It gave its detailed accounts of time travel-- something they hadn't studied much in school excepting the rare mentioning of Time-Turners. It merely perplexed him that so many people here claimed to know an older him, which had of course led to his research on the topic.
Speaking of time, Remus was certain Sirius would be expecting him upstairs soon. He marked his spot in the book with a piece of scrap paper, put his empty mug in the kitchen sink and made his way up to their cove. Even after knowing him nearly seven years Remus had conditioned himself to be well-mannered and reliable, as if to hide the true colours that surfaced every full moon. He therefore knocked twice on his roommate's door.
"Sirius? Are you decent?" He called, grinning.
Setting: Lawrence Street, Saltire House, Upper Cove-- specifically Remus and Sirius's rooms. They might be out in the city later on.
Time: Late afternoon
Summary: The two wizards are decorating their rooms. Beware.
Warnings: None except Sirius's quirkiness and possible gaudy adornments.
Tea was wonderful. Growing up in England, wizard or muggle, one could never have enough tea. Sipping it with a nice book and the luxury of a cushy piece of furniture and it would be Remus's version of heaven. He'd discovered the lounge on the main floor soon after moving in, using it to his heart's content as he delved into yet another book he'd found at one of this city's bookstores. It gave its detailed accounts of time travel-- something they hadn't studied much in school excepting the rare mentioning of Time-Turners. It merely perplexed him that so many people here claimed to know an older him, which had of course led to his research on the topic.
Speaking of time, Remus was certain Sirius would be expecting him upstairs soon. He marked his spot in the book with a piece of scrap paper, put his empty mug in the kitchen sink and made his way up to their cove. Even after knowing him nearly seven years Remus had conditioned himself to be well-mannered and reliable, as if to hide the true colours that surfaced every full moon. He therefore knocked twice on his roommate's door.
"Sirius? Are you decent?" He called, grinning.