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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]

{He smiles back over his shoulder as he opens the door.}

I'm sure you do no worse than James himself.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[An odd expression crosses his face at the mention of that. They'd never know, really. James hadn't had much of a chance to prove the statement one way or the other.]

" . . Mmm."

[He's instead deciding to look around at the apartment.]

". . . Nice place."

[ . . Change of subject is go!]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He looks at you with that same curious intensity from earlier, but only for a second. Then he accepts that you don't want to talk about it.}

We like it.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He noticed you looking at him with that expression but pretends that he didn't.]

" . . . I can see why."

[. . It had been a long time since he'd stayed somewhere he considered 'nice'.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

I know I don't have to tell you to make yourself at home.

{He smiles.}

I'll take you on a tour tomorrow morning and show you your shop, but I have to go to work soon.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

" . . Alright."

[He figured once he knew which room was his, he'd poke around to see what his younger self left there before getting a shower or something to this extent. He felt oddly self-conscious around the younger Remus for some reason or another and felt way more aware of his appearance than he normally did. He just wished he had some nicer clothes to change into.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

Ah....if anything happens, or you want dinner, head down the road to the Italian restaurant. I'll introduce you to the people I work for and feed you.

{He smiles.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He offers a slight grin.]

" . . Alright. I might take you up on that a little later."

[There's a slight pause.]

" . . I don't suppose there's anywhere I could get some clean clothes is there?"

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

Oh! Of course....there should be some in your room that you can enlarge for tonight, and we can hit someone's shop in the morning.

{His eyes flicked to the clock on the wall.}

I really do have to go now.... {He sighs and rocks on his heels, there's so much he wants to know from you, but he won't ask any of it. Instead he smile and heads back for the door.}

I like how long your hair is now, quite dashing.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, mate."

[This was in response to the first bit. He had been about to ask you which room was his but he'd just been taken off guard by your comment there. He self-consciously ran a hand through the tangle, not feeling that it really added much to his appearance. . .But maybe he'd pay special attention to making sure it looked good after his shower since you said something about it.]

" . . Yeah. You know I worked hard to achieve this style."

[There's a ghost of a grin.]

" . . . And don't work yourself too hard."

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

Much harder than you need to. I'll see you later, Sirius.

{And he slipped out the door, leaving you to your own devices.}