Marauder crack

Brrrrum

In the Shrieking Shack, there is a stable that no one uses anymore and that Sirius has bewitched so that the noise inside does not scare the animals that come to that corner of the world, where hardly anyone comes close, except the marauders on full moon nights and for a while, Remus, whenever he can.

Sunday before lunch, he dodges a couple of teachers and leaves James pirouetting on the Quidditch pitch. Outside the block, he only hears the chirping of sparrows, but as soon as he opens the door, is assailed by a diabolical, deafening sound.

It's like a broken engine. It is worse. It is like a cat that moans in pain inside a dying engine. In the middle of the room, Sirius Black's motorcycle, a sidecar mammoth he rescued from the junk creaks, is groaning with half of the pieces on the ground and the other half in the wrong place. Sirius looks at it spell bounded, his face full of grease and a smile that could light up the London night.

- Do you hear that, Remus? - Everyone in Scotland and part of Wales can hear it. There are people in Oxfordshire who is hearing it. A witch from Bath called because she could hear it. "It's music, Moony," he yells above the noise.

- Sounds like someone is begging mercy for his life. -

-Exactly. I imagine it's my mother. Isn't it the most beautiful sound you ever heard?

- Definitely. If Mozart lived he would put up a motorcycle garage and burn the piano.- Sirius turns off the engine. His eyes sparkle. If there was a word for him it would be, no doubt, scoundrel.

- Sirius, if you go around flying on a motorcycle, sooner or later they will see you. And if the Ministry knows that you're scaring Muggles with that thing ...- He doesn't let him finish.

- Sssshhhh, don't call her that, she gets offended very easily. - How temperamental. I wonder who he inherited the nasty temper.

Sirius strokes the engine as if it were one of those girls who agree to Walk the hallways in the evenings and ignore in the Great Hall in the mornings.

- Are you really going to use it?

- As soon as I get it to fly. But don't worry. I will leave it to you, so you can find a guy and ride him in the back seat. - Makes a suggestive silence, adopts his mocking tone. -Unless you prefer to ride it in front and behind you, Remus.

He has that knowing wink in his eyes. Between sulky and wild. his typical schoolyard seducer expression. He makes it a joke, of course. Remus knows he's kidding her but damn that, it's a great expression. His stomach is shaking like jelly and if they're kidding, well what the fuck, he can joke too, can't he?

- If the bike holds up, Black, I can go first behind and then ahead.

Sirius takes a second to react. Pass in a second on tiptoe in surprise but immediately afterward he stretches a smile that is expanding at times. As always he is delighted that someone wants to play with him and throw him a bone.

- The bike will hold you up, Lupin. We'll see if your boy can hold out.