Truth or Dare ✔️

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Sirius' head was raging and he had waiting a while before venturing to the kitchen. His thoughts returned to the last time he was in France, when he happened to see his likeness next to Hermione's. When he questioned it, Connie and Sissy immediately went into action...Sirius' memories had been tampered with...they wondered if Hermione's had been as well? Judging by her behavior over the weekend, she was fine...and he realized that he loved the girl. No matter if he couldn't quite remember their handfasting ceremony. Or the argument between him and Remus...or...it was all a blur. Did they even have a courtship? Did he give her a ring? He wasn't certain.

He did however, remember his dreams in vivid detail and they were fairly close to what his French relation had imparted to him...and he took their word as gospel.

He needed his headache tablets and had to take them with food...so what if he was going to wash them down with a bottle of ale or two? He entered the kitchen to find Remus pretending to read the paper again. "You're not by chance waiting up for me are you?"

"Of course not!"

Sirius grinned and shook his head. "Oh no, of course not."

"Everyone's worried about you, you know?"

"Oh? Why?"

Remus looked up from his paper as he watched Sirius withdraw food from the ice box and prepare a plate for himself and rolled his eyes and sneer. "Duh."

Sirius barked a quiet laugh and carefully arranged the food so that it was ascetically pleasing, then withdrew his wand and heated up the food. "Wish I had a camera," he said.

"Oh? Why's that?"

"I'd like to get some photos of all the kids before they head back."

Remus nodded as he withdrew his wand and pointed it to the ceiling. Sirius looked up as he heard a door open upstairs. Remus shook his wand and they heard shuffling and finally his wand was pointed toward the door way and Sirius turned to the side and ducked in time to avoid being clocked on the back of his head with a magical camera. "Ask and you shall receive."

Sirius smiled warmly. "You're the best, mate!"

Remus grinned and held out his hands as he nodded. "Well what can I say?"

"Thank you is a good start," Sirius replied jokingly. He reached up to the cupboard for the headache tablets...his headaches had been returning and neglected to tell anyone about it.

"Hermione staying with you tonight?"

Sirius nodded as he sat down, setting his plate before him and accio'd a bottle of ale, opened it and drank down half of it. "Yes, why?"

"You think it wise? She's still coming out for the weekend, yes?"

"More than likely. Do you think anyone suspects?"

"Oh hell yes they suspect! The twins even have bets with the others!"

Sirius' face lit up. "They're betting? Cool!"

"Sirius! It's NOT COOL! If you had a shred of self-respect, you'd send her to her own room! Better yet, end it now!"

Sirius chewed on the meat and washed it down with a swallow of ale as he nodded. "Well, I reckon it's a bad thing that I don't, huh?"

"GAH! You're incorrigible!"

Sirius nodded and he took a bite of his bread, and potatoes. "That's me to a tee!"

"Well, if you loved her like you say you do, then you'd have enough respect for her and send her to her room! If she's seen coming down those stairs, or god-forbid, you going UP to her room, there will be hell to pay! Handfasting or not! My god, man, you're so fucking brilliant! Why in heaven's name didn't you think this through?"