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"No, no topic, just..." Sirius trailed off and shrugged slightly.
"Just want to talk."
"Oh," Remus said. "Well, this is nice."
Remus cringed mentally at that rather horrible attempt at conversation.
Sirius was silent for a few moments before he began to laugh.
"Merlin Moony, look at us. We're old, we're in our old dorms, and we have absolutely nothing to say to each other. Come on! Surely you have something to tell me. Some interesting story! Don't tell me we've both have lives that are so boring we have nothing to talk about," Sirius said after a few moments.
Sitting up, Remus glowered down at Sirius.
"My life is very interesting," he said defensively. "It's just only interesting to me."
Sirius smirked and stared up at Remus.
"Really? Then why don't you tell me about your 'interesting' life?"
"Well," Remus stuttered to a halt. "Oh, ******** you."
Sirius laughed and pulled Remus down.
"Good idea, but maybe later," he said before kissing Remus.
"I love you, you nutter," he mumbled, grinning at Remus.
"You, and your terribly boring life. It's a good thing I came back. You'd be the first example of someone literally dying from boredom," he teased.
Remus scowled.
"I would not have died from boredom. I just...well, I wasn't working much so I just spent a lot of time with the Weasleys and they're...Molly got some stupid idea in here head that I date Tonks so after Tonks and I shared a good laugh over that, I didn't go there so much. I read a lot. I...I really am boring, aren't I?"
Sirius smirked and shook his head.
"You're not boring, that part of your life is boring. Now tell me how the hell Molly got it into her head that you and Tonks equals the perfect couple, that's interesting."
Remus shrugged.
"Tonks was upset after..." he trailed off, looking significantly at Sirius. "I was too and Molly seemed to think we were meant for each other since we were both so close to you."
Sirius grimaced.
"I'm...sorry," he muttered, not entirely sure what to say.
"So obviously, Molly's still the overbearing woman from a few years ago, wonderful. I'll be sure to avoid her at all possible costs," he said.
Kissing Sirius, Remus smiled.
"Don't apologize, you git," he said affectionately. "You're here now and yes Molly hasn't changed at all."
"Good to know that not everything changed drastically, the world would, of course come to an end if Molly changed," Sirius said with a smirk.
Remus laughed.
"Probably," he said. "Well, seeing as how my life is boring, I'll just let you know about everyone else. Bill Weasley married Fleur Delacour much to his mothers horror. Their children are frighteningly beautiful. Harry defeated Voldemort. He is also gay. Takes after his godfather, it appears. James would be horrified, I'm sure. Tonks is dating someone from work last I heard and that's all I can think of at the moment."
"Whoa, whoa, wait, Bill got married to a Veela? Funny, I always pinned him as the gay Weasley. And James wouldn't be horrified. He'd just throw stuff at me in a hissy fit while going on about how I wasn't even there for him and yet I still managed to make sure the Potter Line died off with the Black Line like I promised him decades ago."
Remus nodded.
"The gay Weasley?" he asked. "Do I want to know? As for the Potter line and the Black line, I think James would be upset about not getting grandchildren, but Harry can all ways adopt."
"Yes, the gay Weasley! Come on, one of those kids has to be gay, or at least bisexual! I've always kind of thought of Bill as the closeted gay family member, and Ginny possibly being bisexual," Sirius explained.
"And as long as we aren't forced to babysit puking children, yes, Harry can adopt. Otherwise, we get to disown him."
Remus smiled.
"Not all children puke every ten seconds Sirius. Harry was a just a fluke."
Sirius scowled.
"He was a curse put on all my good clothes, that's what he was."
"Guess that means we won't have our own kids someday. Shame," he said with a smirk. "Wouldn't want them ruining all of your precious clothes."
"Kids of our own?" Sirius asked, looking at Remus. He chuckled.
"Forget my clothes, the world would to a crashing halt if we had kids. People would be coming back from the dead and there'd be chaos until finally James would get the sense to let Lily go and she would coming swooping in, take our kids and storm out, letting order be restored," he joked.
Smiling, Remus tangled his fingers through Sirius' hair, watching the strands for a moment.
"You're probably right," he said absently.
Sirius frowned slightly and watched Remus.
"You don't want kids, do you?" he asked cautiously.
"Even if I did, I couldn't," Remus answered carefully.
"The question is if you want to, not if you can Remus Lupin. And just because you can't have kids, it doesn't mean I can't have kids and play you off as my eternal babysitter, or that I can't adopt and do the exact same thing," Sirius replied.
Remus shrugged.
"I never thought about it," he replied.
Sirius stared at Remus and sighed.
"Well, I suppose it's a non-issue right now either way. Even if one of us wanted kids, and we'd tell each other immediately if we did, we're not exactly in a position in our lives where we could have kids," Sirius stated, deciding that it was probably safer if he tried to tie up this conversation.
Remus sighed.
"Sirius," he said carefully, "I do. All right. I've wanted to have a child since I graduated Hogwarts, but it's just one of those things that I couldn't do. I didn't have the money to take care of a kid and...so I just crossed it off the list of things to do before I die."
Sirius sighed.
"I had a feeling," he mumbled. He patted Remus on the back.
"Come on, sit up. This conversation calls for a position other than sprawled across each other on a bed," he said.
Sighing, Remus, pushed himself up, moving so that he was sitting cross-legged beside Sirius.
"Sirius, it's not...it's a non-issue," he said softly.
Sirius sat up and faced Remus.
"No, it is a issue Remus," he said, taking both of Remus' hands in his own.
"If it's on your list of things to do before you die, then it's going to make you happy, and you know I want nothing more than for you to be happy. So let's talk about kids and us," he said.
Remus smiled faintly, looking at Sirius.
"Fine, kids and us. You all ready said we're not in a position to have kids...so," he trailed off into silence.
"Well, we might not be yet, but one day we will be. So we might as well get the basics out of the way now so that when we're at a time where we can have as many kids as the bunny rabbits we are, we'll be slightly prepared and in agreement on everything," Sirius said, squeezing Remus' hands.
"Now, do you want to adopt or would you like the little brat to be related to at least one of us?"
Remus opened his mouth ready for a protest, and instead shook his head.
"I'd rather have it be related to one of us," he admitted quietly. "But, I can't...so, it'd have to be related to you.
"So we'll have to find ourselves a girl who looks like you, or at least as the same hair color," Sirius said, removing one hand from Remus' and running it through the werewolves hair with a smile.
"Do we want to take the chance of having a squib with a pure muggle mother, or do we want a witch?"
"Would it matter?" Remus asked, leaning into Sirius' touch. "My mother was a muggle and the chances of a child being a squib are fairly low. Also, it's been proven that pure bloods have a better chance of producing squibs, so with your inbreeding, we'd be better of with a muggle or a half-blood."
"Ah yes, the Black Breeding Bonanza, we should probably take that into consideration," Sirius muttered, mentally rolling his eyes at his ancestors' stupidity.
"So, in a year, we'll talk about it again, and then...well, you'll have your own puking crying pooping bundle of joy to take care of and name and love and all the other things parents are supposed to do sometime after that if all goes well," Sirius announced with a smirk.
Remus laughed.
"I'll have it?" he asked. "If in a year we bring this up again, it will be our puking, crying, pooping bundle of joy."
He shook his head.
"I thought you didn't want a kid, though?" he asked.
"Ah wonderful. Our puking, crying, pooping bundle of joy, you get to change it's diapers," Sirius said with a smile.
"I don't want a kid, right now," Sirius said with a shrug. "I never really wanted one until Harry was born, and...well look at how that turned out. That isn't to say, of course, I hate the idea of having one with you, just as long as you can accept that fact that I'll probably be the most incompetent father on earth. In fact, I'll probably drop it on it's head a few times, which is never a good thing."
"I'm sure you'd make a wonderful father," he said, fighting back a smirk. "And if you are inept, then you'll just be saddled with the bills. You seem to like doing that anyways."
"Ah yeah, I can imagine it now. 'I have two daddies, but one of them just sits in the office and gives money to the other one to take care of me,'" Sirius chuckled.
"We should send him to one of those Muggle schools with the people that think they're still in the 40s and have him say that. It'd be great."
"Well, that'll be until he - or she - gets accepted into Hogwarts because I'm sure they would. It would be a shame for them not to be a holy terror like you were in school," Remus said with a smile.
Sirius chuckled.
"We'll have to steal the Marauder's Map back from Harry and pass it on. Or at least have him give it to him or her so we don't look like we're purposely corrupting our own child."
Remus laughed.
"Wouldn't want that," he said cheekily. "I think McGonagall would have our heads if she found out."
"McGonagall is going to have our heads for sending a mini-me to her precious school anyways. Might as well go all out," Sirius said, leaning forward towards Remus and kissing him. He pulled back with a smile.
"Love you."
Remus smiled, leaning forward and capturing Sirius' lips again.
"Love you, too," he said softly, pulling back a bit. "We're getting old. You do realize we just had a conversation about having children. We're as bad as James and Lily were."
Sirius smirked.
"At least we waited until we were past 30 to grow up. They were talking babies at 18."
"True," Remus said with a smile. "I'll give us credit for waiting until after we hit thirty before we turned into a old married couple and we've only been together...what three days?"
"Ah, but," Sirius said, shifting so he could kiss Remus properly before pulling back slightly.
"We've both been madly in love with each other for how long, and how much crap have we had to deal with? I think that qualifies us to consider this a true established couple, three days be damned," he said, kissing Remus again.
Remus laughed.
"True," he said fondly. "Shame we didn't realize it earlier."
He shook his head and smiled, "Besides, the last three days have felt like three years," he said with smirk.
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"It really does," Sirius replied with a smile, before sighing.
"So, what time does your internal clock claim it to be now?"
Remus smirked.
"Not even close to time for us to have to leave the room. Or the bed for that matter," he answered.
Sirius smirked and pushed Remus back to lie down. He kissed him thoroughly before pulling up and grinning.
"Good."
Smiling up at Sirius, Remus pulled him back down and kissing him again.
"In what way?" he asked.
Sirius smirked.
"I'll give you three guesses," he replied, kissing Remus again.
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