Pack Up!
Title: Pack Up!
Author:
noscrubs12345
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1565
Summary: When Remus and Sirius announce they are adopting, things are quickly blown out of proportion.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Repost from FA.
I now have a GJ and IJ under the same name should the wank here become too much. Until that time, all fics will be crossposted there accordingly.
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"Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace." - Milan Kundera
"You can say any fool thing to a dog, and the dog will give you this look that says, 'My God, you're RIGHT! I NEVER would've thought of that!'" - Dave Barry
Sunday
Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy sat around the Lupin-Black dinner table, suspiciously picking at Sirius's latest attempt at gourmet food. The sound of clattering pots and pans drifted into cosy dining room from the kitchen. Remus flinched every time he heard small, oddly ominous bubbling noises and Sirius's no-quiet-under-his-breath curses.
"What did he say he was going to get?" Ron said, pulling a mound of petrified chicken into the air. It flew off his fork ("Finally!") and sailed past Draco's ear, hitting the floor with a resounding thud.
"Mashed potatoes," Harry said, pushing his peas around his plate.
As if on cue, something exploded in the kitchen. Sirius's swears would have made a sailor blush. A mix of horror and humor shone on faces of the guinea pigs- I mean dinner guests.
"I didn't know mashing potatoes was so violent," Draco said with a smirk, calming resting a hand on Harry's thigh under the table.
"Should we mount a rescue mission?" Hermione said, worry filling her eyes. Looking around the table, she noticed that Remus was the only other one who didn't find this sticky situation particularly funny.
"My poor beautiful kitchen," he murmured and ran a hand through his graying gold hair. Another explosion and war-like cry drifted from the kitchen. "That's it! I'm going in!"
"Remus! No!" Harry said, rising halfway off his chair as Remus walked toward the kitchen door. "You know Sirius hates to be bothered when he 'cooks' for us!"
"In the loosest sense of the word," Draco said, causing all the guests still seated to finally burst into uncontrolable laughter.
Remus smiled to himself and took a deep breath to steady himself. With all the courage he could muster, he gallantly went where no dinner guest has gone before: the deepest, darkest, messiest Safari-themed, now in ruins, newly renovated kitchen. Remus cringed as he took in the dirty utensils decorating his granite countertops, the packaging the chicken had come in lying upside down on the breakfast table, and milk and flour littered the floor. Remus groaned inwardly and rolled his eyes, stopping as he noticed cake batter and a pancake from this morning's breakfast sticking to the ceiling. He felt light headed. He clutched what he hoped was a clean countertop and took a long look at Sirius.
Sirius, as good looking as ever, stood in front of the range, battling the dancing lid of an overflowing pot with a wooden spoon. Remus could barely contain his laughter.
"Dr. Livingston, I presume?" Remus said, grinning widely.
Sirius threw a quick glance at Remus. "Moony! A little help here, please!"
With a flick of Remus's wand, the overflowing, clattering pot calmed. Sirius leaned back against the kitchen island and sighed. Remus walked over and laid his her on the taller man's shoulder.
"Let me guess," he said, "The potatoes attacked?"
"It was awful, Moony," Sirius said, burying his head in Remus's hair. "How was dinner?"
"Do you want the truth or a blatant lie?" Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius and kissed him gently.
"That bad, huh?" Sirius said, relaxing defeatedly.
"If you mean bad as in I thought the food would eat ME, than you'd probably be right," Remus said with a smile.
"Love you too, Moony," Sirius said with a laugh and kissed Remus passionately.
"Are you two going to stand around snogging or are you going to order pizza?" Harry said from the doorway.
"Pizza or snogging Remus? Hm.... Such a tough decision," Sirius said playfully. "Emergency pizza fund is under the phone, Harry."
With that, Sirius went back to snogging Remus to within an inch of his life. Harry smiled and proceeded to use the 'fellyphone' while Ron hovered around him like a half starved vulture. He returned to the table shortly and started conversing with Ron and Hermione about their nursery, trying to ignore the sounds coming from the kitchen and the hand Draco was inching ever-closer northward.
But back in the kitchen, Remus and Sirius we not doing what their guests thought they were doing. No, they were not shagging like rabbits, but were trying to decide whether or not to tell the four about a new addition to the Lupin-Black household.
"Remus, I think Harry has the right to know that he's going to have a god-brother!" Sirius said, his voice raised slightly.
"Don't you think they'll take it the wrong way?" Remus said dangerously.
"Please, Remy?" Sirius said, pouting his lips and giving Remus the sad puppy face.
Remus's resolve melted. "Fine, but only if you make sure they understand-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Moony," Sirius said and began to dart out of the kitchen. Halfway to the door he turned back to kiss Remus, who smiled to himself and followed after the rambunctious man.
"Pizza's here, Padfoot," Hermione said as she carried three boxes toward the table.
"You really shouldn't be lifting so much, Hermione, in your condition," Ron said, taking the boxes from her and setting them down on the table.
"Fiddlesticks, Ron," Hermione said indignantly.
After deciding who wanted what pizza, the group fell into a silence. Sirius bounced his leg anxiously, waiting for the right moment to break the news. He looked over to Remus and noted that the werewolf had turned a pale shade of green. As the food was abandoned, Sirius stood up and cleared his throat.
"Everyone, Remus and I have an announcement to make," he said, causing Remus to groan.
"You're going to take those teaching jobs at Hogwarts?" Hermione said, her hand resting on her swollen stomach.
"You've decided to take that vacation in Tahiti?" Draco put in, his guard down and his elbows on the table.
"You're adopting Harry?" Ron said.
"Would you like to make a lame-duck guess Harry?" Remus said, agitation creeping to his voice.
"You're redoing the living room?" Harry said questioningly.
"What's wrong with the living room?" Remus asked Harry.
Before Harry could answer, Sirius exclaimed, "We're adopting a baby!"
"Congratulations," Draco said with a smile. "A boy or a girl?"
"Boy," Remus said and took a sip of wine.
"Did the paperwork got through?" Hermione asked, worried about Remus's furry little problem.
Ron frowned. "Where's the nursery going to be?"
"Yes.""Nursery?" Sirius and Remus said in unison.
The group fell quickly into talk of babies and grew too much for Remus to take when the talk turned to names and diapers. With the advert of 'Jokull' for a name, Remus excused himself.
Back in the kitchen, Remus threw open the window above the sink and reveled in the cool summer breeze. The kitchen door closed quietly and Harry joined him by the sink. The hen-talk, growing incessantly louder, continued outside in the dining room.
"Define baby, Remus," Harry said. "Draco and I are here almost 24-7. I know I didn't here any talk of adoption."
Remus opened a drawer and pulled some papers out. "Because Harry, Sirius is taking this quite too seriously."
Both exchanged a wounded look.
"Pun not intended," Remus said with a grimace.
Harry took the papers and looked over them briefly. A grin spread across his young features.
"Is this why you were nervous about Sirius telling everyone?"
Remus nodded, a similar grin engulfing his features.
"What's say we just keep this between us?" Harry said. "By the way, they're planning a welcoming party for the baby Thursday when you bring it home. I'll make sure things aren't to... extreme."
"Thank you, Harry," Remus said as Sirius and Draco walked in.
"What do you say we take this upstairs..." Draco said, kissing Harry.
"I say I'm yours tonight," Harry said, letting himself be led up the stairs in the kitchen.
"You told Harry didn't you?" Sirius said, wrapping his arms around Remus and kissing him deeply.
"He knew you we over exaggerating," Remus said and started to trail kisses hurriedly down Sirius's neck. "Ron and Hermione?"
"Left a few minutes ago," Sirius said. "Upstairs, downstairs, some cheap hotel downtown?"
"Right here," Remus answered and ripped Sirius's shirt open.
"You don't mind the mess?"
Remus looked Sirius square in the eye. "As long as I cook breakfast."
Sirius moaned as Remus kissed him lustfully. "Deal."
*************
Thursday
"Sirius, don't wake him up!" Remus hissed quietly.
"I'm not, Moony!" Sirius protested, trying to open the door to their quaint country house.
As the door opened, a yell of 'congratulations' died on Ron, Hermione, Draco, and the rest of their close friends' lips. Sirius, Remus, and Harry smiled.
"You bastards," Ron laughed.
"What?" Sirius and Remus said together.
The baby in Sirius's arms stirred and yawned greatly. It looked around at all the gathered people, wagged its tail ferociously, and let out a little bark. The baby was none other than a small beagle puppy, heavily marked from head to the white tip of its tail.
"Everyone," Sirius said, "meet Jake."
Author:
noscrubs12345
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1565
Summary: When Remus and Sirius announce they are adopting, things are quickly blown out of proportion.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Repost from FA.
I now have a GJ and IJ under the same name should the wank here become too much. Until that time, all fics will be crossposted there accordingly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace." - Milan Kundera
"You can say any fool thing to a dog, and the dog will give you this look that says, 'My God, you're RIGHT! I NEVER would've thought of that!'" - Dave Barry
Sunday
Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy sat around the Lupin-Black dinner table, suspiciously picking at Sirius's latest attempt at gourmet food. The sound of clattering pots and pans drifted into cosy dining room from the kitchen. Remus flinched every time he heard small, oddly ominous bubbling noises and Sirius's no-quiet-under-his-breath curses.
"What did he say he was going to get?" Ron said, pulling a mound of petrified chicken into the air. It flew off his fork ("Finally!") and sailed past Draco's ear, hitting the floor with a resounding thud.
"Mashed potatoes," Harry said, pushing his peas around his plate.
As if on cue, something exploded in the kitchen. Sirius's swears would have made a sailor blush. A mix of horror and humor shone on faces of the guinea pigs- I mean dinner guests.
"I didn't know mashing potatoes was so violent," Draco said with a smirk, calming resting a hand on Harry's thigh under the table.
"Should we mount a rescue mission?" Hermione said, worry filling her eyes. Looking around the table, she noticed that Remus was the only other one who didn't find this sticky situation particularly funny.
"My poor beautiful kitchen," he murmured and ran a hand through his graying gold hair. Another explosion and war-like cry drifted from the kitchen. "That's it! I'm going in!"
"Remus! No!" Harry said, rising halfway off his chair as Remus walked toward the kitchen door. "You know Sirius hates to be bothered when he 'cooks' for us!"
"In the loosest sense of the word," Draco said, causing all the guests still seated to finally burst into uncontrolable laughter.
Remus smiled to himself and took a deep breath to steady himself. With all the courage he could muster, he gallantly went where no dinner guest has gone before: the deepest, darkest, messiest Safari-themed, now in ruins, newly renovated kitchen. Remus cringed as he took in the dirty utensils decorating his granite countertops, the packaging the chicken had come in lying upside down on the breakfast table, and milk and flour littered the floor. Remus groaned inwardly and rolled his eyes, stopping as he noticed cake batter and a pancake from this morning's breakfast sticking to the ceiling. He felt light headed. He clutched what he hoped was a clean countertop and took a long look at Sirius.
Sirius, as good looking as ever, stood in front of the range, battling the dancing lid of an overflowing pot with a wooden spoon. Remus could barely contain his laughter.
"Dr. Livingston, I presume?" Remus said, grinning widely.
Sirius threw a quick glance at Remus. "Moony! A little help here, please!"
With a flick of Remus's wand, the overflowing, clattering pot calmed. Sirius leaned back against the kitchen island and sighed. Remus walked over and laid his her on the taller man's shoulder.
"Let me guess," he said, "The potatoes attacked?"
"It was awful, Moony," Sirius said, burying his head in Remus's hair. "How was dinner?"
"Do you want the truth or a blatant lie?" Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius and kissed him gently.
"That bad, huh?" Sirius said, relaxing defeatedly.
"If you mean bad as in I thought the food would eat ME, than you'd probably be right," Remus said with a smile.
"Love you too, Moony," Sirius said with a laugh and kissed Remus passionately.
"Are you two going to stand around snogging or are you going to order pizza?" Harry said from the doorway.
"Pizza or snogging Remus? Hm.... Such a tough decision," Sirius said playfully. "Emergency pizza fund is under the phone, Harry."
With that, Sirius went back to snogging Remus to within an inch of his life. Harry smiled and proceeded to use the 'fellyphone' while Ron hovered around him like a half starved vulture. He returned to the table shortly and started conversing with Ron and Hermione about their nursery, trying to ignore the sounds coming from the kitchen and the hand Draco was inching ever-closer northward.
But back in the kitchen, Remus and Sirius we not doing what their guests thought they were doing. No, they were not shagging like rabbits, but were trying to decide whether or not to tell the four about a new addition to the Lupin-Black household.
"Remus, I think Harry has the right to know that he's going to have a god-brother!" Sirius said, his voice raised slightly.
"Don't you think they'll take it the wrong way?" Remus said dangerously.
"Please, Remy?" Sirius said, pouting his lips and giving Remus the sad puppy face.
Remus's resolve melted. "Fine, but only if you make sure they understand-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Moony," Sirius said and began to dart out of the kitchen. Halfway to the door he turned back to kiss Remus, who smiled to himself and followed after the rambunctious man.
"Pizza's here, Padfoot," Hermione said as she carried three boxes toward the table.
"You really shouldn't be lifting so much, Hermione, in your condition," Ron said, taking the boxes from her and setting them down on the table.
"Fiddlesticks, Ron," Hermione said indignantly.
After deciding who wanted what pizza, the group fell into a silence. Sirius bounced his leg anxiously, waiting for the right moment to break the news. He looked over to Remus and noted that the werewolf had turned a pale shade of green. As the food was abandoned, Sirius stood up and cleared his throat.
"Everyone, Remus and I have an announcement to make," he said, causing Remus to groan.
"You're going to take those teaching jobs at Hogwarts?" Hermione said, her hand resting on her swollen stomach.
"You've decided to take that vacation in Tahiti?" Draco put in, his guard down and his elbows on the table.
"You're adopting Harry?" Ron said.
"Would you like to make a lame-duck guess Harry?" Remus said, agitation creeping to his voice.
"You're redoing the living room?" Harry said questioningly.
"What's wrong with the living room?" Remus asked Harry.
Before Harry could answer, Sirius exclaimed, "We're adopting a baby!"
"Congratulations," Draco said with a smile. "A boy or a girl?"
"Boy," Remus said and took a sip of wine.
"Did the paperwork got through?" Hermione asked, worried about Remus's furry little problem.
Ron frowned. "Where's the nursery going to be?"
"Yes.""Nursery?" Sirius and Remus said in unison.
The group fell quickly into talk of babies and grew too much for Remus to take when the talk turned to names and diapers. With the advert of 'Jokull' for a name, Remus excused himself.
Back in the kitchen, Remus threw open the window above the sink and reveled in the cool summer breeze. The kitchen door closed quietly and Harry joined him by the sink. The hen-talk, growing incessantly louder, continued outside in the dining room.
"Define baby, Remus," Harry said. "Draco and I are here almost 24-7. I know I didn't here any talk of adoption."
Remus opened a drawer and pulled some papers out. "Because Harry, Sirius is taking this quite too seriously."
Both exchanged a wounded look.
"Pun not intended," Remus said with a grimace.
Harry took the papers and looked over them briefly. A grin spread across his young features.
"Is this why you were nervous about Sirius telling everyone?"
Remus nodded, a similar grin engulfing his features.
"What's say we just keep this between us?" Harry said. "By the way, they're planning a welcoming party for the baby Thursday when you bring it home. I'll make sure things aren't to... extreme."
"Thank you, Harry," Remus said as Sirius and Draco walked in.
"What do you say we take this upstairs..." Draco said, kissing Harry.
"I say I'm yours tonight," Harry said, letting himself be led up the stairs in the kitchen.
"You told Harry didn't you?" Sirius said, wrapping his arms around Remus and kissing him deeply.
"He knew you we over exaggerating," Remus said and started to trail kisses hurriedly down Sirius's neck. "Ron and Hermione?"
"Left a few minutes ago," Sirius said. "Upstairs, downstairs, some cheap hotel downtown?"
"Right here," Remus answered and ripped Sirius's shirt open.
"You don't mind the mess?"
Remus looked Sirius square in the eye. "As long as I cook breakfast."
Sirius moaned as Remus kissed him lustfully. "Deal."
*************
Thursday
"Sirius, don't wake him up!" Remus hissed quietly.
"I'm not, Moony!" Sirius protested, trying to open the door to their quaint country house.
As the door opened, a yell of 'congratulations' died on Ron, Hermione, Draco, and the rest of their close friends' lips. Sirius, Remus, and Harry smiled.
"You bastards," Ron laughed.
"What?" Sirius and Remus said together.
The baby in Sirius's arms stirred and yawned greatly. It looked around at all the gathered people, wagged its tail ferociously, and let out a little bark. The baby was none other than a small beagle puppy, heavily marked from head to the white tip of its tail.
"Everyone," Sirius said, "meet Jake."