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[novumlupine]

[There's a pile of books beside the beanbag this wolf is sitting in, a collection that seems to dip into some fairly advanced magic. Remus frowns as he flips through the pages. He's decided that he really ought to take advantage of his time here, and this little studying session promises to be the first of many. He seems preoccupied, though, and occasionally stares off into the corner of the room instead of at the pages before him, thinking about all he has to look forward to when he heads back to the cottage.]

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[novumlupine]

Oh, absolutely. Perfectly decent.

[thirdtimelucky]

Is this where we toss around phrases like doesn't apply himself, and doesn't work to his full potential?

[novumlupine]

I'll even throw a scolding finger shake in for good measure, if you'd like.

[thirdtimelucky]

And some private tutoring, to ensure I don't backslide?

[novumlupine]

It will be a hardship, but I might be able to arrange something.

[thirdtimelucky]

It'll be your prefectly duty?

[novumlupine]

Something like that.

[thirdtimelucky]

And you're never one to shirk a duty.

[novumlupine]

[Laughs.] Who speaks that way, "shirking duties?" Except me, of course. Obviously.

[thirdtimelucky]

See? You're already helping!

[novumlupine]

Commence praising my intellectual prowess.

[thirdtimelucky]

Oh, Remus! You're so smart and stuff! You know so many big words, and you can use them in a sentence!

[novumlupine]

[Laughs and leans his head on Sirius's shoulder.] Merlin. You can stop now.

[thirdtimelucky]

I can. BUT WILL I?

[novumlupine]

Please?

[thirdtimelucky]

Well, when you put it like that...

[novumlupine]

I did. And what do you intend to do about it? [Isn't it disgusting how endearing they are?]

[thirdtimelucky]

I'm gong to acquiesce to your heartfelt plea, and cease my schoolgirlish praise of your fearsome intellect.

[Just a little.]

[novumlupine]

And how can I thank you?

[thirdtimelucky]

Kiss me, you fool. [Public. Is he okay with this?]

[novumlupine]

Oh, fine. [Well, there's Sirius's answer. A little hesitant, but he certainly intends it to be meaningful.]

[thirdtimelucky]

[A sweet sort of hesitance, but Sirius reads the intent behind it very well, and doesn't let himself take it further than Remus would be comfortable with.]

Mmm. You had chocolate.

[novumlupine]

Oh, mountains of it. Big day. Big thoughts.

[thirdtimelucky]

Tell me some.

[novumlupine]

Now? You want to hear those thoughts, now.