Chapter Thirty-Two Speedo

Remus and Sapphire were on his bed not reading poetry. "Was the speedo necessary?"

Sapphire shrugged. “Mum and Jessie tried to talk Dad out of wearing it." She was showing Remus photographs of a holiday that her family took to the Caribbean the previous year over Easter break.

"The waterfalls are lovely," reflected Remus, straining himself to notice the background of the picture as opposed to Sapphire wearing a damp bathing suit as she lay on the sand with a smile on her face in the foreground.

She nodded. "The scenery is really nice. We're going back this year." Remus' aroused wolf mind was having difficulty appreciating the conversation, though his human mentality was trying its best. "I wish you could come."

I can cum for you anytime. "That's okay. It's more of a family thing."

"Still, you're going to be part of my family someday, so you shouldn't miss out. One day I'll take you."

One day? I'll lie down and you can take me NOW! "You don't have to do that."

"Of course I do, Remmy; I love you. This time at least let me bring you a souvenir. Is there something in particular that you want?"

I want you naked and on your knees. Is that too much to ask? "I don't need anything. Your love is enough."

"You're so sweet." Sapphire wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace.

Reluctantly, he pushed her away. "I'm sorry, but it'll be full moon soon and-"

"And you're in pain? I should have realised that. I can give you a massage to help you feel better. Do you prefer it hard or gentle?"

Well, since you asked- "Be quiet, Pascal."

"Who? Isn't that French for 'Child of Easter?'"

"Yeah. It's the wolf's name."

"So, you're English and the wolf is French?"

"Uh-huh."

"Why doesn't that surprise me? And why must he be quiet?"

"He's being rude."

"How so?"

"Ah...You know that animals have feelings, but not much thought process, so they always act on instinct? Well, the impulse he wants to act out now isn't appropriate."

"If transformation is going to be worse than normal this month I could stay while my family goes away."

Yes, stay! I'll pin you underneath me and make you cry out in pleasure. "I'd be much happier knowing that you are having fun." Fun that doesn't involve Pascal. "Besides, my friends are already staying behind."

"Oh." Sapphire's cheerful face became grave.

"Is something bothering you?" Other than the fact that this stupid human won't let me shag you?

"There's an issue I've been wondering about since Christmas. All of the evidence indicates it. I know that it's none of my business or I would've brought it up sooner..."

It's already been 'up.' "What is it? You can share anything with me, my precious gem." Including your body.

"Your friends are animagi, aren't they?"

The thought of lying to her never crossed Pascal or Remus' mind. "Yes." Then, a notion did work its way into Remus' thoughts. "Are you angry?"

Her heartwarming smile returned. "No, just jealous that I didn't think of it first."

The door flew open and to reveal a Sirius whose accusing gaze was rapidly assessing the situation in front of him. The blaming expression left whilst his shoulders slumped with disappointment. "Terrible news, Prongs."

"They cut you off of the Quidditch team entirely?" speculated James, appearing beside him with Peter in tow.

"Not entirely; only my head, torso, arms, and legs. I can play if I use my arse." He indicated the couple with a jerk of his head. "Actually, the news is that we left them alone for no reason. They haven't done anything."

Sapphire blinked large azure orbs at Sirius. "We did things. We talked and I showed him my photo album. We have no homework over break except studying, so there was nothing else to do, was there? Is there something I should know about?"

"Cellular respiration," stated Remus before Sirius could open his mouth.

"I already read quite a bit about that, yet I'll learn more if you'd like." She kissed his nose lightly. "I'll do anything that you ask." Remus shivered as he watched her gather her belongings and depart waving jovially to his comrades.

Sirius glared at the lycanthrope. "If she's willing to do what you say you should've said, 'I have a thing for you to do. Me.' You'd have enjoyed it so much you would have given us a medal. A round, shiny one."

"Medals usually look like that," Peter commented.

"Not. Until. We're. Married," Remus enunciated slowly as if teaching Paris Hilton her left from her right. "I'm aware that most people don't wait, but we aren't most people. We're doing it the way it's supposed to be done."

"Did you cut down a tree?" demanded Sirius.

"No. Why would you think that?"

"I figured that was where all of your sap was coming from. Anyway, if you wanna be old-fashioned and overly-polite in your relationship I should respect that."

"Thank you."

"I should; that doesn't mean I will."

"I loath you."

"You do not."

"Shut it."

"You're being mean to me again. Is today Let's-be-Mean-to-Sirius-Day? We need to set up a schedule. We could take turns between Let's-be-Mean-to-Insert Marauder Name Here-Days, but that would get dull. We've gotta spice it up with Let's-be-Mean-to-Jessie-Days and Let's-be-Mean-to-Lily-Days and Let's-be-Mean-to-Sapphire-Days. Maybe not Saphy 'cause she's ALWAYS nice and - Hang on, I'm forgetting Snivelly! I must not leave him out. Everyday ought to be Let's-be-Mean-to-Snivellus-Day, though if it were no one else would get a fair chance. We could pick on him in the afternoon and alternate with everybody else in the morning. Let's-be-Mean-to-Snape-Afternoon doesn't sound as good."

"He's not going to shut it, is he?" questioned Remus mournfully.

James replied, "Nope."

Indignantly, Sirius crossed his arms over his chest. "You're talking about Sirius like Sirius is not here again. Sirius hopes mountain trolls come and use you both for piñatas."

"I hope Jessie takes a vow of abstinence," retorted James.

Horror paled Sirius' attractive face. "Take that back!"

Remus patted Sirius' shoulder. "It's okay. I don't pray for her celibacy."

"Good."

"I'd rather that when you run around as Padfoot you get taken to the dog pound...again."

The canine animagus forced his vision to blur with tears. "This really is Let's-be-Mean-to-Sirius-Day. Do you think if I slam my head against the wall lots of times I'll pass out and end my misery?"

"Your misery won't end for a long time," Remus answered, "because we need to study for the N.E.W.T.s."

Sirius groaned. "Screw the books...Wait, Peter, not literally. Peter! Wormtail, stop! Dammit, now we have to burn those."

Peter giggled. "Don't worry; we'll ignore the N.E.W.T.s. The voice in my head, the one that advertises, says that they stand for Never Eat While Tip-toeing."

"It's Nighttime Escapades Will cause Trouble," argued James.

"Nicely Endowed Women are Tremendous." Sirius grinned.

Remus shook his head. "Noting Extraordinary Wizarding Talents."

"Whatever they are, I have something more fun to do." The gleam that brought Remus anxiety was in James' eyes.

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