AU RP. Apollo - Remy.

[romeo_remy]

Set ten years on from the current timeline. Weymouth, Dorset.He lived alone now. He had done for almost a year now, all by himself in a small cottage just on the outskirts of Weymouth with views over the coast, just like he'd always wanted. He woke to the sea, and slept to the sea, and barely ever went out any more - not even for Order work.

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[lord_euthanasia]

Wards. There were wards everywhere. They made this place inapparateable so Apollo had had to fly in on a bloody broom, dragging his trunk of clothing and books behind him, dodging seagulls, a hang glider, and one bloody skydiver. None of them saw him of course, he was under a spell, but he saw them and manuvering on a broom was only so easy with one hand.

Bloody everlasting hell, he had never been so thankful to see sand.

With a light thunk, he landed in front of the small cottage with a disapproving frown. THIS was to be his new safehouse? Quickly, he called the enchantment off of him and knocked loudly on the door.

"Abiit, excessit, evasit, erupit," Apollo grumbled to himself. "To end up in a place like this..."

[romeo_remy]

The loud hammering on the door brought Remy out of a long-suffering stupor in front of the TV, watchig Jeremy Kyle shout at the thirty third ridiculous, destructive family of chavs that afternoon. Remy wanted to shout at them himself, yell that at least they had family, had lovers. Not that they'd ever hear him, of course, but it didn't exactly matter - getting that volume off of his chest was all he really wanted, anyway.

Pepper went straight to the door, of course, instantly keen to see who had come to see them, and whether they had brought him cuddles and food. Cat, pompous as ever, didn't move from his place on the sofa - he could not have cared less.

Remy frowned, rising, and went to the door, muttering counter-charms as he went, lifting the security wards that surrounded his home. Nevertheless, he did not open the door just yet - that would be too easy for them to get in.

"What?" He scowled at the wood that barred the way by him and his unknown visitor. "Who are you? Whaddya want?"

[lord_euthanasia]

The cranky voice that greeted him sounded vaguely familiar, but Apollo was too pissed off and too much of a rotten mood to attempt to remember who it sounded like.

"Look here!" he yelled back through the wood. "You bloody well know who I am so you better open the bloody door! I have been flying for the past three hours, my arse really sore for having straddled that rotten piece of wood for that amount, and I have to use the toilet!"

[romeo_remy]

Know who he was? Know who he was? Remy hadn't had any visitors in at least a month, probably more like two, and he certainly hadn't invited anybody over for high tea at noon - certainly not another goddamn wizard wanting to be sold one of his old Egyptian treasures. He'd taken them off the market and he'd let everyone know.

"I bloody don't know who you are!" Remy snarled back, "And I couldn't care less HOW sore your arse is! Piss off!"

Let them sleep in the garden for all he cared. He wasn't having any cranky achey-rear-end swear at HIM and demand entry. No. Way.

[romeo_remy]

"Well, if you're gonna be related to purebloods..." Remy muttered, but the sentence was kept under his breath - purebloods had friends in high (and low) places, and what was it Albus had always said about being on your guard? Even the walls have eyes and ears. Or, more succintly, don't talk about subjects you knew you shouldn't be discussing in times where you could get killed for talking about them.

"I hope no-one saw you flying in." He snapped quickly, suddenly all too aware of the new title his house had - safehouse. A place for keeping traitors and spies whilst You Know Who towered over everyone. "You made sure of it, didn't you?"

[lord_euthanasia]

"Of course I did," scoffed Apollo as he leaned back in his chair. "I am no fool."

Be seen indeed, he rolled his eyes at the thought. His magic had gotten stronger since he had to strike it out on his own and he was more than handy with a wand. Speaking of seeing... Apollo finally got a moment to observe Remy and was struck slightly at the older man's looks. Although scruffy, barrel-chested surfer blond lonely hearts weren't really his type, even Apollo had to appreciate Remy's chiseled features and soft, almost velvety looking brown eyes.

His lips twitched slightly. Perhaps this wasn't so bad.

[romeo_remy]

Remy glanced at Apollo as the other man spoke and fidgeted slightly, realising that he was being examined and assessed. Fucking purebloods - they always put him so on edge, he couldn't stand it.

"What're you smirking at?" He asked brusquely and stood, shoving his chair backwards to go and make another cup of tea. When uncomfortable, or in doubt, make tea. That was Remy's motto. Outside, Pepper started barking to be let back in, and Cat sashayed through from the utility room, obviously thoroughly satisfied with his tea. With a sigh, Remy flicked his wand - the door opened and shut, and in barrelled Pepper, tail wagging all over the place in the tiny kitchen.

"Look," Remy frowned, flicking the kettle on and letting it begin to boil away. "I dunno who your partner was, and I dunno what Albus was thinking, sending you here, but I'm not some...replacement...for him. Her. Whoever. I don't do casual fucks any more." He turned, appraising Apollo for a moment, then shook his head. "And you ain't my type anyway. Got it?"

[lord_euthanasia]

Brushing his hair out of his eyes, Apollo gave Remy a rather bored look, "At you, my dear fellow. And you needn't worry, you're not my type either, but unlike you, I can appreciate having a piece of Davidian-like living art slumping around me. Of course, I'd be enjoying it better if you shaved and stopped slouching, it gives you a bit of a belly."

He took a sip of his tea again and raked his eyes over Remy's figure again, "And you needn't be absurd. No one, especially someone like you, can usurp Adrian's place in my heart. Especially since I need to kill him," Apollo said this last part lazily, but his hazel eyes hardened, the yellow in his eyes turned flinty.

[romeo_remy]

Remy was up early the next morning, woken by the barking of Pepper downstairs, wanting out, and the instant padding of Cat all over the bed, wanting breakfast, and wanting it now. The Gryffindor groaned, rubbing his eyes and sliding out from between the sheets reluctantly, hating to leave the warmth and softness of his great big bed.

Throwing on a t-shirt, he padded downstairs and switched on the kettle, starting to tend to Pepper and get the day going. The TV was switched on, the familiar sounds of the BBC news filling the cottage. Just another morning, same as any other morning before it.

[lord_euthanasia]

"Bloody animals," Apollo groaned out as the dog barking and the cat delicately padding over him. His bed companion soon abandoned him and he woke up to sleepily glare at the cat who was now sniffing him with interest.

With great reluctance, Apollo pulled himself out of bed and walked down stairs, his normally immaculate and elegant appearance adorably ruffled from sleep.

"Tea?" Apollo asked hopefully as he plopped back into the kitchen chair. He was clearly not awake, proved by the point that he was allowing Pepper to rest his head on his lap.

[romeo_remy]

"Coffee." Remy grumbled, going through the automatic motions of spooning out ground coffee into the cafetiere and starting to brew two fresh cups for he and Apollo. "Don't do tea this early."

Pepper seemed extremely comfortable with his head on Apollos lap, begging for attention in the way that only a soppy Irish Setter could manage, and doing it extremely well.

The coffee was hot and fresh and smelt gorgeous, all served in matching black mugs. Remy always took his black, so that was the way Apollo got it too, without a second thought. It was fairly easy to tell that the Gryffindor had not entertained visitors in quite a while.

[lord_euthanasia]

Grasping the mug in his hands, Apollo took a grateful sip, then winced at the bitter taste.

"Ugh!" he exclaimed as he jerked upwards. "That does wake you up in the morning." Gingerly, he pushed Pepper's head off of his lap and stood up, rummaging around for milk and sugar.

"Almost better off having hot water with lemon," Apollo grumbled to himself as he tried to clear out his fuzzy throat passages.

[romeo_remy]

Apollo burst out laughing as the setter chased Remy back and forth. He followed their motions with his eyes as he remarked rather cheekily, "I am quite humbled by your insinuation that I could over take someone like you in terms of libido. If you were locked away as long as I was with no company whatsoever, I'm sure you'd be feeling the same way... but then, you are."

His shoulders shrugged delicate as he smirked, "If you do bring your Geoffrey, I do extend an invitation to you as well. Three bronzed blond men together, how wonderfully Spartan and I am not such a insensitive guest to disinclude my honorable host in such activities.""Yeah, you'd just fuck him instead, wouldn't you?" Remy remarked dryly, and knelt, taking Peppers soft red head in his hands and scrubbing affectionately. "You need a walk, hey Pep? Hey fuzzball, how about a walk

[lord_euthanasia]

"And you would enjoy it," Apollo said back lazily. He waved as he watched Remy and Pepper prepare to leave. "I will be here when you get back."