Truth or Dare ✔️

32

Remus headed down stairs to find Sirius in his office writing correspondence. He noticed that he was writing on standard stationary and not parchment; he was also using an ball point pen.

"Hey, is that the pen that Lily gave you," Remus asked.

"It is," Sirius replied stiffly.

"I still have mine as well," Remus mused.

Sirius nodded silently, continuing to scribble on the paper.

"What are you writing?"

Sirius turned his head slowly and eyed Remus hard from the corners of his eyes.

Remus breathed in deeply at having seen the contempt in Sirius' eyes.

"I'm not going to her parents."

Sirius nodded as he returned to his letter. "Good. It's not your place, I already told you that."

"I remember. You made it quite plain."

Remus heard Hermione walk into the bathroom and exclaim, "oh dear gods! I look like I've been run over by a pack of wild nargles!"

Sirius curled his lip and squinted his eyes as he looked toward Remus, whose gaze was toward the bathroom. "What the bloody hell is a nargle?"

Remus shrugged his shoulders.

Sirius shook his head and continued writing his correspondence.

"Who are you writing to," Remus asked.

"Alexander. I think I should like to take a trip to the States."

"Oh. What for?"

"To visit?" Sirius shook his head again and huffed.

"And will your wife be accompanying you?"

"If she wishes. I know she'd be welcome."

"And how would you get there?"

"Disapparation, probably."

"Sirius, that's a long way to go!"

"Yeah, so? I did it from France and then apparated back!"

"Yes you did. And you slept half the day away in between as well! It's nearly fifty-three hundred kilometers between London and Boston! And you certainly cannot perform a side by side disapparation with Hermione in tow that long a distance! Absolutely not!"

"Fine. I haven't worked out the particulars. Happy now, are we?" Sirius looked at at the ceiling, hearing her in her bedroom and assumed that she was probably changing clothes. "Maybe I'll just purchase a plane ticket?"

"You'll need a passport."

"Perhaps I'll lift yours," he replied.

"Nooooo," Remus replied rolling his eyes.

Sirius shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said, I haven't worked out the particulars."

At last they heard Hermione descending the stairs and she rounded the corner to see Remus leaning in the doorway to the study. She stopped and peered around the doorway and Sirius looked up to her and smiled.

"Oh, for the pretty girl, you have a smile and for me...?

Sirius' brow arched as his smile instantly faded to a frown. He rolled his eyes and huffed.

"Oh dear," Hermione chuckled.

"Told you he's sulking," Remus said.

Sirius sighed and  lay the pen on the desk. "I am not six feet away from you, Remus. I can hear you quite clearly."