Sirius and Remus made their way through the busy airport. "SIRIUS! REMUS!" The pair smiled at one another before hurrying over to where Euphemia and Fleamont were stood. "Come here, love." Euphemia pulled Sirius into a hug. "Your turn." Euphemia let go of Sirius and pulled Remus close.
"So, good time?" Fleamont asked. Euphemia let go of Remus and the small group headed towards the entrance.
"It was great."
"How was the hotel, was it nice?" Euphemia asked.
"It was lush." Remus grinned.
"What about the pool, was the pool nice?"
"Yeah, there were four."
"What about the food?"
"It was okay, a lot of fish."
"Were the staff nice?"
"They were okay."
"I'll tell you what, Remus," Euphemia linked her arm through Remus'. "When we were in Corfu, the staff took the mickey. Have I told you this already?"
"No, go on."
"We asked them to change the bedding every day, which personally, I don't think is a big ask. I mean, we're talking four star." Remus nodded. "One night, we got into bed and I said to Monty, 'There is no way these sheets are fresh'. I just didn't believe it. I decided to lay traps. I put two wine gums inside the pillowcase and we've come back this one afternoon, Monty reaches into the pillowcase and pulls out the very same two wine gums. I hit the roof, didn't I Monty?"
"You did, love."
***
Essex, England
The group pulled into the driveway and climbed out of the car.
"Well, here we are. Home sweet home." Fleamont smiled.
"Let's take a look at you both in the daylight." Euphemia stepped back and looked Sirius and Remus up and down. "You have gone a nice colour, haven't they Monty?"
"Yeah, it suits you." Fleamont started to take the cases from the boot of the car.
"I'm jealous. When are you taking me away?" Euphemia asked her husband.
"Let me finish paying off the wedding first." Fleamont chuckled.
"It was a lovely day though, wasn't it Sirius?"
"Yeah, it was amazing." Sirius smiled at Remus.
"Y'know, James' aunt still hasn't spoken to Henry after all the business with the dessert."
"Really?!"
"It was just a joke." Sirius laughed.
"She's diabetic, she was terrified."
"Nothing else happened?" Remus asked Euphemia as Sirius helped Fleamont carry the cases inside. "Y'know with James or anyone?"
"He was twatted. Him and Peter fell asleep in the lift at the hotel. Up and down they were going for an hour."
"They both had rooms as well." Fleamont laughed as he locked the car.
"Right, I'm putting the kettle on, who wants a drink?"
"I will, thanks Effie." Fleamont followed his wife inside. Sirius headed towards the door also.
"Oi! Where are you going?"
"What?"
"Come here." Remus picked Sirius up bridal style and kissed him before carrying him inside.
***
Essex, England
"Here they are!" Remus was the first to the front door and ran outside into Lyall's arms. When they let go of each other, he pulled Poppy into a hug. There was a honk of a horn and a truck pulled up at the end of the driveway.
"There's Lily." Lyall smiled at the group. Lily climbed down from the truck and made her way over.
"You made good time then?" Poppy said.
"Yeah, the road has been kind to me. She can be a cruel mistress the M25, but today I've been lucky.
"Don't you need some sort of special license to drive one of them?" Fleamont asked.
"Nah, not for a seven and a half ton you don't, but I've driven bigger than that, Monty. I used to drive the sets for The Who on their world tours. Great days."
***
Essex, England
The group sat around the large living room. "Yeah, it was March ninety nine I quit. That's when I went Stobart's."
"Eh?"
"Eddie Stobart's." Poppy and Lyall said at the same time.
"Really?" Fleamont raised his eyebrow. Remus nodded.
"Yeah."
"I was with Eddie and the boys for eighteen months in total."
"You had a little soft spot for him, didn't you, Lil?" Poppy teased.
"I did Poppy, I'm not going to lie to you. It wasn't meant to be though, apparently I wasn't his type."
"Is he still alive, Eddie?" Fleamont asked.
"I think so." Lily nodded. "He's a deeply religious man, very generous."
"Gave you two trucks." Poppy sipped her tea.
"He did. I regret selling them now but they were a bugger to park around Barry."
"Is everyone alright with Chinese tonight?" Euphemia asked as she placed a plate of biscuits down on the coffee table. "It's just easier."
"We could always go out to eat?" Fleamont suggested. The doorbell rang and Sirius got up to answer it.
"Prongs?"
"I forgot my keys." James crossed his arms before pushing past Sirius.
"Hello love, how was work?" Euphemia asked as James sat down.
"Brilliant." James mumbled.
"What's going on?" Sirius asked.
"What's going on?" James mocked. "What's going on? I've been asking myself the same question over and over again in my head. First thing in the morning, last thing at night. What is going on, Sirius?"
"What?"
"I've been ringing you everyday for three weeks, your phone has been off."
"I was on my honeymoon!"
"Right, can we all stop calling it a honeymoon, it's just a holiday."
"Yeah, but it wasn't just a holiday, it was..." Sirius looked at Remus then down at the ground, "It was the best time of my life." He mumbled.
"Aww." Remus took Sirius' hand and squeezed it.
"When I went on holiday with Lucy, I called you every day, sometimes twice."
"You were only ringing for the West Ham scores."
"That was an excuse you fool. I was getting the updates on my mobile. I was ringing you because I missed you."
"Prongs..."
"I've missed you these last three weeks as well, it's been horrible. I haven't been myself; I've been off my food."
"He's just been moping around the house all day." Euphemia sighed.
"No one's been going out; they're all shacked up."
"What about Lucy?"
"She's the brown owl at her local Brownies group; she's been away at camp with them." James stood up and went to head upstairs.
"He did miss you, James." Remus stood up. "He did." James turned around. "He talked about you everyday." Remus turned to Sirius. "Give him the present."
"Now?" Remus nodded. Sirius grabbed a bottle from his bag and held it out to James. "It's the one we read about."
"The one from the magazine?"
"Yeah." James took the bottle and sighed before pulling Sirius into a hug.
"Don't leave me again."
"I'll try not to."
"Thank god for that." Fleamont chuckled. "Now, we're going out to dinner, you coming?"
"Where?"
"That Italian place."
"Count me in."
