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[maraudingmutt]

[To say that Sirius Black was confused was more than just a bit of an understatement. To begin with, he'd been pretty sure he was dead. . . Then there was that little matter of . . .Well. . . The last he remember was being in the Department of Mysteries fighting Bellatrix Lestrange. Certainly not on a beach or anywhere near a beach. The man in his ragged robes tightened his grip on his wand, clearly more than a little on edge.

If you knew Sirius - or even if you'd only seen his younger self on the island at some point - you might not recognize this man as the same cheerful youth. His hair was untamed, down to his elbows and his face gaunt. The cheerful spark you might have noticed on his younger self was diminished replaced instead with a haunted look - the look of a man who had more than his fair share of troubles in his lifetime.

You might possibly be able to tell if you looked close enough. . . Or perhaps if you knew him well enough. . .But for the most part he was completely unrecognizable as the young man that ran the pet shop here on the island. He was also quite on edge - as if he expected someone to come out with their wands drawn at him any moment now.]

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[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{Ignoring your question in favor of his own.}

We're still friends then?

{There's a small pleased smile playing on his lips.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . . Of course we are. And stop avoiding my question, Moony."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He can't keep it up anymore, too happy to know that he still his you by his side in the future.

He grins.}

Oh I don't know, Pads, was I dating you when you were sixteen?

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He was surprised by this response - he hadn't thought about it being him. Seeing as. . He had just arrived here. But regardless, he stops to think over your question.]

". . It was either sixth or seventh year. It's been a while for me. I know I liked you like that . . . possibly before sixth year but. . . "

[He tried to think of how to say it.]

". . .I was kind of weird about admitting I liked a bloke."

[He'll give a slight sheepish grin at that.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{Wait, what?}

H-hold on a minute....I was...I was joking...we aren't-- You mean we do?

{He's blushing and look at that young spark of hope in his eyes.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He's going to give one of his bark-like laughs at your reaction.]

". . We do. There's a . . . slight . . .gap in the relationship but we eventually got things worked back out."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

I never thought you'd.....

{He laughs and can't stop grinning like an idiot or blushing for once.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

"I'd what? . . Like a bloke? Neither did I until you finally confessed to me. Dear old Prongs never quite let me live it down that you had to say something first."

[He seems to be a little more cheerful talking about this, seeming almost. . younger as he spoke about it. His eyes, at least, seemed a bit brighter.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He chuckles.}

I guess I managed to work up some Gryffindor in me after all if I confessed.

{After all if he did it once and it worked surely he can do it again when he sees the younger you.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He was grinning now.]

". . . Well, there wasn't much chance of me admitting it. I hadn't even quite come to terms with it when you said something. I'm glad you did though."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I'll be glad when I do, as well, but for now...I don't see a problem with you staying in your own room.

{He smirks.}

You'll have to run your pet shop too. Merlin knows I can't go near the animals.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . . 'pet shop'. . .? . . . I have a pet shop?"

[. . . This almost worried him, actually.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, you do~

{He was hoping for that actually. It's not often he gets to see your plans come back and bite you (albeit an older you) in your arse.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . What kind of pets am I selling. . . ?"

[. . This has him even more worried.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He grins a little wickedly.}

The most prominent in my mind, because you of course, are you, are nifflers. You know I would help if I wouldn't just make it worse.

{Only in this case...he probably wouldn't.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . . Nifflers? . . That's it?"

[. . He sounded relieved.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{Blinking at you.}

What were you expecting? Dragons?

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . Well. . . Yes, actually."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{His tone takes on it's usual dry and reprimanding qualities.}

You're still in school. Illegal trading isn't something you've gotten your hand into yet.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . 'yet'? Why, Moony! I'm hurt by the accusation!"

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{Smiling fondly at you.}

No you're not. You've got a taste for dangerous things, Pads. Pranks, motorbikes, and apparently werewolves. I have just cause to suspect you of dragons later in your life.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

"The most dangerous pet I own in the future is a hippogriff - I promise. And besides~ Werewolves and pranks can hardly be considered dangerous. I've even found that werewolves can be rather cute and cuddly on occasion."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{Blinking at you as another blush crawls across his cheeks.}

I'll show you the apartment.

{He muttered, embarrassed.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[You're just going to get another one of his bark-like laughs as he waves forward.]

". . .Lead on."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He does walk back to the apartment building a little absently as he tries to take stock of what he's learned. He wants to believe you, and he does because you wouldn't lie to him....but at the same time it seems a bit too good to be true.}