𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽? ; 𝔀𝓸𝓵𝓯𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻 & 𝓳𝓲𝓵𝔂

remus is thriving

"what do I do?" remus said, wearily, holding the phone lily had bought him as if it would bite his hand off.

lily snorted, "click the home button, the one at the bottom of the screen," remus did so, holding the phone with one hand and using the other to press the button, "good, now, I've already set it up for you, all our contacts are in it already. have fun. oh and don't go making friends with strangers unless you've seen them in real life."

remus nodded, frowning at the small screen. he scanned his eyes over the screen, then smiled- the home screen was a picture of 'the gang', sirius, himself, james, peter, lily, dorcas, marline and frank, at the cinema, "this was from when we were watching borhap, isn't it?" he asked, looking up at lily, who nodded, "its cute."

now, although remus hadn't done much on the phone yet, he was already scared. which was saying something because remus never gets sacred, what is a fear, psh? who needs to be afraid when they can jus-

"REMUS!"

remus jumped about six feet in the air at the shout, falling backwards, his chair going with him. although he would never admit it remus fully shrieked, dropping his phone on the way down. sirius was stood above him, and remus shifted into the 'draw me like one of your french girls' position, "i was meant to do that."

"what the actual fuck." sirius said, a grin stuck on his young, handsome face, "regulus is here, just thought you'd like to know, he's taking spare room one."

the other frowned, "i thought that was franks room?" said he, accepting the hand held out to him by sirius before pulling himself up effortlessly, "or have i missed something?"

"frank said we stink, so he moved from the basement to the top floor so, "sirius replied, picking up the chair and remus' phone. sirius looked at the screen for a moment, before pointing a long finger at one of the people on the screen.

"whos that handsome devil, there?" he said, and as remus looked to the picture, he was sure sirius was talking about his himself. then he noticed the shorter was pointing up at him. he'd just called the lanky boy handsome. and remus was thriving off the idea.

however much remus appreciated the words from sirius, it was hidden by the bright pink covering remus' slim face, "i- we. you- okay." remus settled on just not speaking instead of making a fool of himself, taking the phone from the proud, smirking sirius.

"ah, it works like a charm every time."