Inspired by the Great Gatsby. Because I want to see them in 1920s fashion help.
Also, brief mention of sexual acts but no explicit scenes. (Literally just 2 sentences lmao)
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"So, what brings you to Mr. Black's parties ?"
Remus looks to his left. A man with striking beauty, sips his champagne. He wasn't the only one seeking silence on the balcony it seems. Below them, people from all over town came to dance and drink their nights away.
"I'm a reporter. I wouldn't be here if Black's parties weren't newspaper worthy."
The man smiles to his drink, swirling the clear gold liquid. "Then tell me, what is considered a newspaper worthy party ?"
Remus points around. "A lavish venue, an interesting crowd, a neverending flow of expensive champage. Basically, an impressive display of riches. However that's not what I was sent to report on."
Another shrill squeal made them peer over the railings. A girl apparently slipped on her heels and fell in the crystal pool. The party goers saw that as an invitation to follow her lead. They splash about, drink and drown themselves in more than a single liquid.
"If I may know, what are you sent to report on ? I might be of service." The man hands him another glass.
Remus doubts this friendly fellow could help him with his mission. "It's difficult sir. I'm supposed to find out about Sirius Black."
"The host ?" The man gasps.
An expected reaction, Remus notes. Nobody had ever seen even a hair off the great Sirius Black. He was the core of Remus' intrigue. The reason why he'd pass up his Saturday night reading schedule to attend a party he didn't even like.
"Yes. I heard he's never at the parties but I try my luck."
The man chuckles. "Well, Mr. Lupin, I'm sure you'll meet him soon."
"My apologies sir, have we met ?" Remus turns to face this man. How did he know his name ?
"Yes, we have. Not from a recent time at least," He simply says.
With an elegant snap of his fingers, a butler hurries with a silver tray. The man sets the empty bottle of champagne and smiles up at Remus. The reporter didn't know what to focus on, his grey eyes or his flushed cheeks from the alcohol.
"But, I consider myself a good host. I do know who comes to my house every weekend."
Remus could not believe his ears.
"Y-youre.. You're Sirius Black ?"
As if right in the moment, fireworks blasted through the skies. The band below reached the climax of their performance as the people cheered. The dark night was an array of glitter and fallen stars.
The handsome man with startling grey eyes raises his flute. With a seducing wink, he says, "The one and only sweetheart."
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Remus couldn't exactly put his finger on how he ended up kissing The Sirius Black in his library. He was only supposed to enjoy a tour.
"Come, let me show you around." Sirius beckoned.
"Shouldn't you be with your guests ?" Remus stumbles to follow him.
"As far as they're concerned, I was never here." Sirius signs him to be silent with his pointer.
The man took him around the floors. Firstly, showing him a private mini-museum full of precious antiques and paintings. Remus oogled at his collection.
