flaminia_x (flaminia_x) wrote in darkmoonshine,
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Title: Living Together
Author: flaminia_x
Rating: PG
Warnings: None, really, unless a bit of light fluff counts, and one very small innuendo.
Genre(s): Fluff/Romance, Humor
Word Count: 1597
Summary: At Harry and Ginny's wedding, Sirius and Remus give the newlyweds a bit of advice on living together.
Author's Notes: Written for the 2009 rs_games - Team AU; prompt: Turquoise - Picture


"Dear Harry and Ginny -"

"Oi, Pads, that sounds so formal, and stop fidgeting so much, the camera can't focus on you -"

"Well, those are their names, Moony, how else do you want me to start?"

"Sigh. Fine. Harry, Ginny, since your godfather can't sit still - ouch, Sirius, that was my foot - I'll start. Now, you two have been together for a while now, but you're still fairly young -”

“Older than we were when we moved in together, Remus.”

“- which is precisely my point, Sirius, would you stop interrupting? I'm trying to give them the benefit of our experiences together, you know.”

“Sorry, dear.”

“Mmm. Yes. Anyway, you're still fairly young, but as your godfather mentioned, we were even younger, and dare I say, a bit less worldly-wise when we started living together. So, all things considered, we thought perhaps you two could learn a thing or two about, erm, easing the transition?”

“I'll ease your transition, luv.”

“Sirius! How much champagne have you had? And stop wiggling your eyebrows like that – you know they'll be watching this, not just listening to it.”

“Oh yeah. Erm, sorry about that, you two. Anyway, Remus is exactly right. We certainly thought we knew it all, but actually, we were complete pants at living together at first.”

“I'm sure that will come as a complete surprise, given how perfect everything about us must seem to you two now.”

“Remus, was that a joke?”

“Of course it was, sweetheart. Well, mostly. I mean, we certainly have come a long way since then, don't you think?”

“Have we ever! I bet you two never realized how long it took me to teach Remus how to put the toilet seat down when he was finished, eh?”

“Hmm. I had forgotten about that. Harry, take notes. And Ginny, don't worry. It took me the better part of two years to get Sirius to stop leaving his dirty pants hanging on the bathroom door knob.”

“How else was I supposed to get you to do the wash?”

“Oh, I don't know, perhaps by putting them in the laundry basket?”

“Well, I do that now, don't I?”

“Do you really want me to answer that question on camera, Sirius?”

“At least I actually learned how to do the wash.”

“You did?”

“Prat.”

“Takes one to know one.”

“Anyway, the point I think we're both trying to make is that when you live together, you see different sides of each other, sides that maybe you didn't really know had existed.”

“That's right – and it's not that these things are bad, or insurmountable. It's just that certain things might take some getting used to, or some compromise.”

“Exactly. For example, it took me a while to get used to the fact that no picture in our house can ever hang off-center. If a single frame isn't perfectly parallel to every other frame on the wall, Remus here will go through every single room, straightening them all – just in case.”

“Doesn't everyone?”

“Erm, no, not really.”

“Oh. I didn't know it bothered you.”

“It doesn't bother me, Remus, I just said it took some getting used to. I didn't notice things like that till you came along.”

“I know what you mean.”

“Yeah? What about me did you have to get used to?”

“You mean besides the overabundance of hair care products in our bathroom?”

“Git.”

“Well – do you remember our first flat? How you begged and pleaded until finally I gave in and let you paint our bedroom turquoise?”

“You didn't like it?”

“Oh, it grew on me after a while, it certainly did. But you know I've never quite had the eye for color that you have, and if you recall, I wasn't exactly sure about such a … bold … choice.”

“But it was so bright and cheery, especially when the morning light would shine in the window, and I just thought that for the days after the full moon -”

“Sirius, I loved it. And you're right. It was really quite peaceful, actually, kind of dark and soothing at night, but vibrant during daylight. It just took some getting used to, at first. That's all.”

“Oh, ok. Good.”

“Besides, you know how much I loved that flat.”

“Did you really?”

“Of course I did, Sirius! Aside from the bed – a bit small for two, really.”

“Hah. Yes, it certainly was, but then again, when we moved in together, we didn't know we were moving in together.”

“We didn't?”

“Well, I mean, I know I wanted to be with you, but I remember being quite a bit unsure as to whether you wanted me back. It's why there were two bedrooms, and why I didn't just buy a larger bed to begin with.”

“You know, I don't think I ever knew that.”

“You're not upset with me, are you, Moony?”

“No, of course not, dear, it's just that I'm constantly surprised by what we don't know about each other, even after all this time.”

“That's what makes being with you so exciting, the fact that we are still learning about each other.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. Like the way I just learned that you know how to wash laundry.”

“Prat.”

“You said that already.”

“Still true, though.”

“Anyhow, Harry, Ginny, as you can perfectly well see, you might think you know everything about each other, but you really don't – and that's quite alright. In fact, it's wonderful. You'll have years ahead of you to learn about each other, and hopefully, you'll be as pleasantly surprised by what you find as we have.”

“Moony, you romantic.”

“Well, it's true. I hope we never know everything about each other. Gives us something to look forward to, in a way.”

“Like how I'm still trying to figure out how to cook chicken the way you like it, eh?”

“You cook it so dry, Sirius. You know that slathering sauce all over it doesn't hide how dry it is. If you'd only just take it out of the oven five minutes earlier ...”

“Five minutes? Now, you know I could serve you chicken that was half-cooked, and you'd still complain that it was too dry.”

“Well, when it gets close to the full moon, that's probably true, but at any other time of the month, Sirius, five minutes would do. Alright, alright, don't look at me like that. Make it ten minutes, then.”

“Ten minutes, my left bollock. I'll try that next time I cook, and so help me, if you make one single remark, I am going to Pensieve this conversation right up, and you'll be eating crow instead of chicken, mark my words.”

“Just as long as it isn't too dry, dear.”

“Remus ...”

“Oh, relax, Sirius, have some more champagne. I'm only joking, dear heart.”

“Uh huh. Well, how about you joke your way into doing the dishes next time I cook, hmm?”

“What? I do the dishes every time you cook, just like you do them when I cook.”

“No, darling, you 'put the dishes to soak' when I cook, and there they are in the sink the next morning, so I end up cleaning them anyway.”

“Do I really do that?”

“Every time, dear.”

“What? No, I don't!”

“Then why did you ask? Alright, it's more like every three or four times, but still. It bothers me.”

“I didn't realize I did that. I'm sorry – I didn't do it on purpose, I promise.”

“It's alright, luv. Haven't left you yet, have I?”

“That's not funny, Sirius.”

“No, you're right, it's not. I'd never leave you. You're my life, Remus.”

“And you're mine, Sirius. But here, I think you've had quite enough champagne. You're starting to get a bit weepy. Where's Molly – I bet she has a tissue, goodness knows she needed them enough earlier -”

“Never mind, I have this handkerchief here.”

“Sirius, no, that's for decoration only! Honestly, you'd think growing up in your family would teach you not to use your pocket square to blow your nose.”

“Well, what good is it for decoration if you can't use it when you need it?”

“I'm sure you're quite right, Sirius, but here, use this table napkin instead – your suit is rented, you know.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot. What would I do without you, my wolf in shining armor? Hey, what's that blinking light?”

“Oh – oh, the camera, we must be running out of time. Erm, what were we saying -”

“Harry, don't forget to take out the trash when Ginny asks -”

“And Ginny, don't forget to ask nicely -”

“And pick up after yourself, don't expect the other one to do it for you.”

“Don't forget important things, like birthdays and anniversaries.”

“Make time for yourself, as well as for each other.”

“Don't forget to do the dishes!”

“And never go to bed angry with each other!”

“I love you, Padfoot.”

“I love you too, Moony.”



FIN
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