I'm Kind of Sirius (Sirius Black fan fiction)

Chapter 9 : First date

Explanation for late update in the author's note at the end. I am once again sorry.

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"Sirius, are you sure about this? I mean, what's the point in even trying? She's not gonna try so-"

"Would you shut up for five seconds, Remus," I scolded my friend, going through Remus' cupboard in an effort to find something for him to wear. "Tonks is young, of course she's going to make an effort. And I'm not going to let you walk out this door looking like an old homeless man."

"It's Tonks, Sirius, she's different," Remus said, flopping himself back onto his bed. Remus owned a small apartment that he shared with his great uncle, whom had lived with him since his parents had thrown him out for being a werewolf.

"I don't really care. Ariel's over there anyway, so obviously she's putting in some sort of effort," I said, throwing an old pair of trousers out of the cupboard. "Okay, seriously, Remus, what kind of garbage are you keeping in this damned cupboard?"

"It's not garbage, I'll have you know that they were very fashionable at the time that I bought them."

"And when was that? 1789?" I asked, snorting to myself at my joke. Remus gave me a blank look.

"Har-har, make fun of my age," Remus said, giving me a fake laugh. I couldn't stop the grin that was forming on my face. "I'll have you know that you are two months older than me, Sirius Black, and Azkaban did nothing for you."

"Hey, the girls love a bad boy," I said, kissing my bicep."

"Ha, good one, Sirius," Fred said, interrupting my story. I gave him a glare.

"I'll have you know, my bicep is very much existent," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. The kids laughed.

"Your bicep is as real as the rumour that Weasley's aren't naturally ginger," George said, causing the whole group to let out another round of laughter.

Oh yeah, just keep laughing kids. Maybe I just might not go on with this story that you're all dying to hear so much, I thought to myself.

"Ignore them, Sirius," Hermione said. She was the only one who wasn't laughing. "Go on with your story, I want to know about Remus and Tonks' first date!"

"Fine then, as I was saying."

"The day your ego dies down a bit will be the day wizards stop existing, Sirius Black," Remus said, snorting at me. I rolled my eyes. I wasn't even that egotistical.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever old man."

"I'm still two months younger, Black," Remus said. I rolled my eyes. That wasn't that much younger. I mean, I wasn't that old, right? Right?

"Whatever," I said once again, still rooting through his cupboard for a decent pair of clothes. "That's it! We're going to Diagon Alley to get you a decent pair of clothes."

Grabbing his arm, I quickly apparated us to Diagon Alley. I silently thanked Merlin that I had some coins with me so I didn't have to bother with Gringrotts. I dragged Remus over until we reached Madam Malkin's.

The bell rang as I continued to drag Remus inside.

"Sirius Black, I'm surprised you haven't visited me in ages," Madam Malkin said as she seen us. Madam Malkin had been a friend of Mr and Mrs Potter and so I had often seen her around the house when I lived there.

"Well, I've been a bit busy, you know with going to Azkaban and escaping and all that," I said casually. Madam Malkin let out a laugh. I didn't mind that she had more than likely thought I was guilty, pretty much everyone had so I'd have no one if I worked that way.