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[ 12 ] he's baaaaaaaaaaack (aka action/a little bit dictated to no one)

No, you're not listening to me! These people know us, know you! Would you quit being a dumb git and telling yourself they don't trust you--

[ Oops. Someone was taken from their world in the middle of an argument. At least the yelling is familiar yelling, Paradisa. In the time it has taken to read this bracket he has continued yelling, as well, because truly he's the dumb git here if he hasn't realized he's standing in the lobby yet. ]

-- can't very well just sit by and watch our friends just disappear! You know what kinds of people the Death Eaters are looking for, Moony, you know they'll try to recruit you and I swear--

[ Toto, I don't think we're in London anymore. ~~At least it's less noisy.~~ ]

Is this...? [ He starts patting himself down, looking for that goddamned journal. ]

Remus? Remus! James!

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[... Welp. That is a very familiar voice over there, coming from a very familiar wizard. Alex twists herself around on the sofa, her eyebrows going up at the sight of the newcomer.]

... Sirius?

[Despite the late hour, she's wearing jeans and an itchy-looking sweater, and there's a large mug of coffee in her hands. She's got a pretty impressive pair of bags under her eyes, but when she sees her friend her face brightens up. No idea if he'll remember her or not, but a familiar face is good. It's happy - even if he's yelling? Something about death and the moon?]

Dude, way to vanish for awhile. Real reliable.

[She quirks up one corner of her mouth, almost too vaguely to notice, and keeps her fingers metaphorically crossed.]

Edited (hit send before i was done fffff) 2013-10-26 08:01 (UTC)

[ Remus wakes with a rather violent start when a rather loud and angry voice suddenly bursts from his journal, forcing him to sit upright and bang his head on the underside of the table he'd been reading -- or rather, sleeping -- under. With a soft curse, he looks around briefly, before he hears his name being called by that very same voice that had just woken him up with all of that racket.

It takes a moment for it to register that he knows that voice. He knows it well. He's been hoping, wanting, aching to hear his voice again ever since he left and he can't even get out from under the table fast enough.

He swears again when he bangs his head for the second time, but soon he's sprinting out of the library and making a mad dash down to the lobby, where he'd expect Sirius to be. He's practically tripping over himself to get there, wanting absolutely nothing more to see that familiar lop-sided grin again.

When he makes it to the bottom of the stairs and into the lobby, his heart is racing tenfold and when he sees Sirius, it practically stops. He has no time to contemplate what on earth Sirius was yelling about, nor how he seems to have grown, before he's sprinting toward him. Better brace yourself, Padfoot, Werewolf at two o'clock! ]

Sirius! Oh thank Merlin --

[ Oh. How could he have forgotten? Rude, Sirius' brain.

He turns to look, and there she is, just about the same age as when he last saw her. ]

Alex...? [ He frowns a bit. ] Awhile? How long was I gone...?

[ And then he actually takes in the look of her. About the same age, yes, but she looks so worn out... ]

Are you alright? What happened to you? [ He moves to sit down with her slowly. ]

[ And Werewolf was intercepted by Black on the 35-yard line! It wasn't hard to, really; with all the commotion he was making clambering down the stairs he couldn't have missed it.

But Merlin, it's wonderful to have him again. It's wonderful to have come back while Remus is still here. Right back atcha, crushingly tight hug. Right back atcha, relieved shaking. ]

Remus— awh thank Merlin you're still here—

[ The feeling of having Sirius' arms around him again is the most wonderful thing. He has to count his lucky stars that Sirius came back so soon, that he wasn't gone as long as the many others who had been sent home.

He wraps his arms tight around Sirius, burying his face in the crook of his neck to take in his familiar scent and let it wash over him again. Remus lets out a relieved little laugh, nodding. ]

I'm still here and you're back... You've no idea--

[She scoots backwards, towards the arm of the sofa, and takes in the sight of him. Older. He's older. That is so not fair. He looks about the age that Alex feels, now. Inside, though, she's celebrating just a bit. As much as she knows she should hate seeing a friend back here, she's glad to have him back, and with his memories. Finally she has a friend she can relate to on that - on the horror of knowing that you were sent home, only to be dragged back.]

I don't know, a few months. It's October now. How long were you on the other side?

[At his last question, though, she curls in on herself a bit. Her expression freezes, and she glances sharply to the side. She's talked about her murder, of course, but with Vanyel, and that weird immortal British guy with the cockatoo hair. But not with a friend. Not with someone who wasn't there, someone who remembers her as lighthearted and loud.

She gives a shrug, not meeting his eyes as she takes another sip of coffee.]

Nothing, nothing happened. Just, you know, the usual crap.

[Serial murder totally counts as "the usual", right?]

[ That's only a small, conflicted breath of relief you're hearing, Alex. He's not sure whether to be happy about that or not, because... ]

It's been about a year on my side. Just finished school.

[ And you're right, Alex, it is kind of a horror to be back. He doesn't have time to waste here, not when people are losing their lives back home. Just thinking about it, his face darkens. ]

Alex? [ He gets that tone when he's hiding something. HE KNOWS YOUR GAME, ALEX. Not to mention the body language is more than obvious. ]

Alex, what happened?

[ Sirius just lets him, hazarding a kiss to the young man's temple. He's a little younger than Sirius, now; that's an odd thought. ]

That's right, Moony, I'm back... I'm back...

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[ Remus nuzzles him in return when he feels Sirius plant a soft kiss to his temple, before he pulls back enough to look at him. Sirius looks a bit older than he did the last time he saw him, though not by much. He gives him a smile, though its a little sad all the same. ]

James went home, Pads. Not even a week after you left.

[ A pause, then he lifts a hand to trace his jaw lightly. ]

You look older. How much time has passed back home?

[She can read his expression well enough - he just came from something he didn't want to leave. That face is on half the new people who show up in this lobby, and for a second she feels guilty that she comes from a world where nothing happens. Where all she has to go back to are the consequences to one of her own stupid mistakes.

She tries to smirk.]

Thought you looked older. Lucky asshole, you're catching up to me and I still still look sixteen.

[It's no use, though. Sirius' question makes her heart pound in her throat, until she feels like she's going to choke on the answer. Her smirk wavers, but she manages to give a sharp little shrug and look up into his face.]

Some crap went down last month. I had a rough time, that's all. New loss, all that jazz.

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Well, age is only a number, you know. ~

[ Oh god, not that smirk again. It's a little uncomfortable though, because they both know it's not happening. Not the way it was about to happen last winter.

NOT TO MENTION THAT LINE. SIRIUS, CAN WE NOT. ]

Some crap?

[ Nope nope nope not getting away from it, Alex. He's not dumb, okay. ]

Care to... explain? What happened?

Why, Mr. Black, I'll have you know I am spoken for.

[The smirk just widens at his reply, and she answers in her most teasing posh voice, looking down her nose. She hopes that the lighter tone will help him forget about his concern, but when she has no such luck she just shrugs and tries to brush it off for the third time.]

And maybe later, it's no big deal.

[That's all you're getting for the moment, bucko. Subject change time!]

What've you been doing back home all this time? You said you were there for a year?

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[ And his face falls at that. That's kind of a blow. Especially knowing what he's going back to. And his expression turns darker at that. ]

I've been home a year, Moony.

[ He sees his face fall and concern immediately lights on Remus' face. He knows he really shouldn't ask, but he's also not willing to just sit back and pretend that things are all roses back home. Because they aren't. ]

Let me guess ... those disappearances they talk about in the Prophet? Have those gotten worse?

[ He just nods darkly, starting to hold him a little tighter out of instinct. So what if they didn't have dark wizards roaming the streets at night here? He can't help but be protective. ]

They're gaining numbers. It's war there.

[ Remus certainly doesn't mind if you hold him tighter, Sirius. He's missed you and he honestly doesn't like the thought of war and the possibility of losing you for good.

With a sigh, he just wraps his arms around Sirius' torso again, holding him just as tight. ]

Not going to lie, I saw it coming. I'm just ... I'm just glad you're safe, or ... well, as safe as you can be, I s'pose...
You are staying out of trouble, aren't you?

[ He knows the answer will be no, but he's going to give Sirius his a-typical sidelong glance anyway. ]

[ He doesn't like the thought of being away from home, but being here is far preferable, for sure. His arms move to his waist, but the possessive, safe Moony-holding is far more comfortable, and a lot tighter too.

Remus knows him far too well, though. ]

A few duels, here and there. [ He pauses. ]

Professor Dumbledore is gathering a resistance though. James and Lily are joining, he's got Aurors too...

[ Well, Remus certainly isn't happy to hear that, but what could be done? The only thing that could be done was to fight and he'd already been preparing himself during his free time. He'd seen the war coming, he'd known that there was no way he could simply hide from it. That didn't mean that he liked thinking about it, though. ]

I don't have to ask whether or not you've joined, do I?
Merlin knows I'd follow you and James in a heartbeat, but Aurors ...

[ Aurors make him nervous, but you can't really blame him. Werewolves aren't welcomed in normal wizarding society, after all.
He shrugs, though the subject is obviously bothering him. He'll talk to you more about it later, Sirius, but right now he just wants to pay attention to you. ]

Really glad you're back, though. I managed well enough, but ...

[ He gives a sheepish little chuckle. ]

I was in the middle of arguing with you, when I showed up here. I wanted to join, but you--

[ He almost rises to the hair trigger. That is exactly why he was arguing with him in the first place. ]

No, no I can get why you don't want to work with Aurors, but Remus, Voldemort-- he's looking for werewolves, I've heard he's gotten giants to side with him...

[ This whole time, those arms? Yeah, I hope you didn't like breathing, Remus, cause he's only holding you tighter and tighter. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, the idea of losing Remus-- of James, Lily or Peter too, for that matter-- is a thought that entirely terrifies him. ]

[ He just barely holds back a strained little gasp when Sirius tightens his grip and he brings one of his hands back around to place against Sirius' chest, trying to alert him to the fact that he's quickly losing the ability to breathe properly. ]

Siri-Sirius, too tight. I'm not going to float away, I promise, you can let go --

[ He's a little alarmed by the notion of Voldemort actively seeking out giants and werewolves, perhaps even sickened by it. Voldemort wouldn't have any trouble whatsoever of convincing any werewolf to join his cause. If Sirius was worried that he'd even consider ... ]

You know there's not a chance in the world that I'd join him, right? Not a single chance.

Really now? By whom? Do I know him?

[ He... really doesn't want to tell her about the war. Really. She might not know his circumstances (you know- being the black sheep of a family with crazy purist ideals, when said ideals are starting to be enforced) but he doesn't really want to worry Alex with the idea that no one's safe back home.

So he just chuckles, and shrugs it off a lot more naturally than Alex seemed to manage. It hurts, though, knowing that he's always hiding his personal problems away from his friends. He thought he outgrew that. ]

Oh, you know. Finished Hogwarts. Watched my best mate finally get the girl. James told you about Lily, right? He tells everyone about her.

[Death Eaters? Moony? James? This man had to be from his own world. Was he one of his dad's friends? Excitement was building up inside of Harry, as he began to run towards the man yelling names. He nearly tripped on a nearby step, as he came strolling into the lobby.]

Hi. Uh, you probably don't know who I am but I couldn't help noticing you mentioned Remus and James. Death Eaters too. I'm from the wizarding world back home too. My name is Harry Potter and I'm the son of James Potter.

Edited 2013-11-11 16:37 (UTC)

[ He blinks and lets up a little, but fists his hands tightly into Remus' shirt with a mumbled apology.

But when Remus tries to brush off the worry, he can't help but shake his head. ]

Do you think he'll give you the luxury, Remus? They find you back home, and you turn down the offer. Do you think a Death Eater's going to let you walk away from that...?

Now, when did I ever say it was a "he"?

[She smiles back - almost a normal, genuine one this time - pleased that the conversation has moved on to something a bit lighter, if not entirely honest.]

Dude! He never said anything to me. So what, is he, like, married now or something?

[ Remus fixes him with a look. Sirius has a right to worry, of course he does, but Remus is not weak. He is not defenseless and he knows very well what they will do should he refuse the offer. ]

Sirius Black, don't you dare assume that I don't know what they'll try to do to me. I appreciate your concern, but I am not weak.

[ He sighs softly and shakes his head at him, lifting his hands to cup Sirius' face to make him look at him. ]

Now. Stop your worrying, mother hen. We're here, we're safe -- for now -- and you can tell me all about everything later.

[ OH WHAT. His eyebrows shoot up at that. ] She? Why, Ms. Russo. I never pegged you as the type.

[ He shrugs. ] Not yet. Won't be long, though, knowing them.

[ Okay, he knew time shenanigans were more than possible in Cair Paradisa, but let's be real. NO ONE'S PREPARED TO MEET THEIR BEST FRIEND'S SON FROM THE FUTURE WHEN YOU'RE LIKE, SEVENTEEN OKAY. ]

Cor...

[ He regards him with extreme scrutiny, studying his face before his eyes widen and he immediately pulls away. ]

Merlin's beard, you look just like him too! I'd recognize that ugly mug of his anywhere. [ Oh, Sirius, chuckling doesn't make you any less rude. More roguish to be sure, but more of a jokester asshole in equal measure. ]

Fine then. What was his position on the house team? You look school age, I can't imagine Jamie not forcing you to play. He's at least told you about his matches. [ Yes he's being presumptious. You can't blame him for not knowing (yet). ]

[ He huffs a little in reply, touching his forehead to Remus' gently and nuzzling him. ]

I'm glad... Really, it was so hard back home... Getting the Prophet in the mornings and reading about all the disappearances...

[ He nuzzles back, sighing softly. ]

I don't blame you for worrying, you know. You have every right... But please, relax for now? We're safe, Sirius.
I missed you so much...

Can't relax. Not after the way things are...

[ He brings a hand up to stroke his cheek with his thumb, giving him a soft little kiss to go with it. It really is hard, after hearing about so many of their classmates simply disappearing or worse. He's too used to the constant suspicion of everyone and everything. Too willing to believe that his next door neighbor is a spy for Voldemort, just for his safety's sake. ]

You can try, can't you? There's no war here...

[ He leans into his touch, kisses him back gently. He knows Sirius isn't just going to let this go, but Remus will try his hardest to make Sirius feel safe again, at least while they're still here together. ]

[She gives a smug waggle of her eyebrows.]

Hey, I can be flexible too. You never can tell.

[At his comment about James and Lily, Alex finally lets out a close-to-genuine laugh.]

I hope he shows back up here so I can tease him about it.

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