Twists of Fate: Entangled Threads || Sirius Black FF

Chapter 62: Operation SandyStar

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"He's bloody mental that one." Remus grumbled, arms crossed from the infirmary bed, after James filled had him in on Sirius' actions in regards to the potion. It occurred to him then that him and Sandy were in fact, made for each other, as they were both the same level of annoying. It didn't matter to him anymore that he would be left as the only non-love-sick of the quartet, specially now that Regulus was with them too. All the werewolf wanted was to get those two together, and erase the frustration they were causing him. "Now it's two problems."

"Right. Nullify the potion's effects, and get Sirius to work up the courage to ask Sandy out." James voiced out, assuming that had been what the werewolf meant. Regulus, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes at Remus, noticing something odd in his tone when he had said it. With crossed arms, he silently kept on observing the conversation. 

Peter rose his hand, ready to begin. "So, what's the first step of Operation SandyStar?"

"Operation SandyStar?"

"Yeah, that's what I call them both. Sandy, 'cause, it's Sandy, and Star, because Sirius is named after a star!"

"But, stars don't have sand." Regulus argued against it. It made absolutely no sense to him, whatsoever. "Planets, yes. Stars, no." Fortunately, he had found a spell in the library to aid him in his speech, while he had the mandrake leaf on. Sure, he had to cast it on his tongue once every hour, but, it worked successfully. This achievement was something he had already rubbed in their faces. 

"I think it's a great name!"

"Of course you do." The Slytherin scoffed "You named yourself after a fork. And my brother, well, he is named after a legendary creature, technically, but you lot shorten it to sound like the Muggle sanitary pads. Pandora told me about them. She learned about them from one of her dorm mates. They're meant to catch the menstruation blood. Not great name choices, guys."

James' face turned red before covering his ears with the palms of his hands. "Gross. Don't talk about women's blood from... From down there!"

Shaking his head, Remus intervened. "Okay, let's cut it out. Where is Padfoot anyways?" He shot Regulus a look as he spoke the full version of the nickname, earning himself a grateful nod. 

It was the rat boy who answered this. "He went to try out just how well the potion worked."

"You mean, he's gone to spend time with Sandy, or snog some girl?"

"What do you think?" James questioned as he adjusted his glasses. Everyone exchanged a glance, and they knew- it was the latter option. 

"I'm going to kill him." Remus was cut off by Regulus' sudden laugh. "What?"

"Nothing. It's just... I never thought I'd ever hear a werewolf threaten to murder a family member, and me agreeing casually about it." The boy was still somewhat giddy about any and every mention on Remus' lycanthropy. After finding out that he, indeed, had been walking around the very same halls as a werewolf, for four years, and not know about it, he had many, many questions. Remus had happily (although hesitantly) answered all of them, as the boy absorbed all the information eagerly, with a smile.