"Can Peter come over?" asked Remus, about an hour before the competition started. He knew it was late, and Sirius and James had only just turned up, so he highly doubted his parents would say yes, but he wanted to at least try. Tonight would be quite an event, and he'd feel bad about leaving Peter out of it.
"Remus, we're about to have dinner," replied Lyall. "Don't be ridiculous."
"He can come over after we've eaten, and go back tomorrow. He only has to floo here, it's not hard."
"Even if I said yes, it's very unlikely his parents would allow it."
"If I asked them, and they say yes, can he come over?"
"Well then I wouldn't have a choice, would I?"
"Exactly." He grinned at Lyall's eye-roll, and took the lack of response as a yes. He went to the fireplace and floo-ed Peter's house, as he had done at James's house months ago now.
Peter was in the living room when Remus arrived.
"Remus!" he exclaimed, noticing him immediately. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to ask if you could come over."
"What, now?"
"Yeah, we're watching Eurovision."
"What's that?"
"The best singing competition ever, and I want you to watch it with us. James and Sirius are here too." Peter instantly looked as if he wanted to join them, but he hesitated.
"I'd have to ask my mum, and we're about to eat dinner."
"So are we, you can come after dinner." Peter thought for a second.
"Alright, I'll go ask her. I'll turn up in an hour if she says yes?"
"Yeah! Ask her if you can stay the night too. My parents say it's fine," he added, which wasn't technically a lie, even if one of his parents didn't even know.
"Okay!" Peter left the room, and Remus returned to his own living room, informing his parents about what Peter had said, and ignoring Hope's temporary disapproval. She didn't say much though, since she was interested in meeting Peter anyway, and she was pretty lenient on Eurovision night considering they all ended up going to bed far later than they were supposed to.
During dinner, Remus explained the details of this year's Eurovision further so his friends knew what to expect.
"I know I said Britain don't usually win, but we did last year actually, so the competition is being done here."
"Aw, and we can't go?"
"Of course not, it's all the way up in England. I read it's in Brighton or somewhere, in a place called the Dome. And it'd be bloody expensive to get tickets. The TV's good enough. Better than listening to it on the radio, because at least you can see what the acts look like."
"Why does that matter if they're singing?"
"Oh believe me, it's Eurovision. It matters."
Dinner ended, and the group of six settled around on various sofas, switching the TV on and getting comfortable. The competition started in around twenty minutes, and Remus eagerly watched the fireplace.
"Don't get your hopes up, Re," said Lyall, noticing him staring at the empty grate. "I doubt Peter's parents will let him–" Lyall could barely finish his sentence before the fireplace spewed out a mass of green flames and Peter appeared with a small travel bag in hand, smiling at them expectantly. The boys cheered and ran over to him.
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Boys Will Be Bugs
Fanfiction[REUPLOAD] Remus Lupin has more than one secret, and there's no way of knowing who he can trust. All he has are his parents, but they can't protect him when he goes off to Hogwarts. But then Remus meets a boy and his two other friends, and soon real...
