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It had been five years since when Regulus Black and Dorcas Meadowes had been attacked in an alley. It had been five years since the pair had become vampires. It had been five years since both had been presumed dead.

"Regulus Arcturus Black, get your arse down here." Dorcas screamed. "I need advice. Like ASAP." Dorcas was walking through the door of the house that both she and Regulus owned. 

Regulus grumbled as he walked down the stairs. "My dear Dorcas, I am here. What is it that I can provide you with today? My looks? My personality? My company?" Regulus asked.

"Advice, you retard." Dorcas snapped.

Regulus smiled. He for no reason at all took pride in pissing off Dorcas. "I'm sorry. Advice with what?"

"A girl."

"Really! That’s a good thing, Cas. Why don't you look pleased?" Regulus frowned.

Dorcas kicked the floor. "She's not like us. I don't want to fall in love and then have to ruin it. I don't want to. Not again.”

Regulus opened his arms and hugged Dorcas. Regulus was never the huggy type but there was always one waiting for Dorcas he believed. “It’ll be ok.”

There was a small knock on the door. Dorcas stopped hugging Regulus and turned away to wipe her tears and let Reg open the door. 

There stood a brown messy haired man with round glasses and brown eyes. His smile was large and he was holding a box of freshly made muffins.

 “Umm. Hello. My names James Potter. I live in the house in front. I thought I’d make you a ‘Hello I’m your new neighbour gift.’ So here.” James smiled as he handed Reg the box.

Regulus frowned. “Hello James. Thank you... Shit. Sorry I’m Reg... I mean Reginald Thompson.” Regulus cursed at himself in his mind. They think he’s dead. Remember.

James chuckled. “You can address yourself by your nickname, I don’t mind, Reg I mean Reginald Thompson.”

Regulus scratched his neck and looked down at the floor. “Yeah I know. Sorry. Well it was nice meeting you. See you again soon.” Regulus pushed the man off his doorstep and shut the door. Regulus turned and walked back to Dorcas. "It’s a new neighbour, nothing to worry about. His names James. Oh and he made muffins." He held up the freshly made muffins.

Dorcas shook her head and went and opened the front door before she called out for James. "Oi. James? Come inside." She shouted waving her arms. James began to walk back. "Come inside."

James stopped. "You two aren’t psychotic serial killers?" James asked nervously. 

Dorcas laughed. "No we're not. We are two good friends who both are sleep deprived." James looked at her blankly and smiled. "You can go in first." Dorcas pushed the door open and lead James into the living room.

Regulus glared at Dorcas before entering the kitchen. "Do you want tea or coffee?" He shouted.

James stared at the floor. "A cup of tea please." 

"Got it."

Dorcas gestured for James to take a seat. "The more you get to know Reg the less intimidating he gets. I’m Cassiopeia Jones but Cassie or Cas for short. I don’t mind which."

"That’s a nice name." James said smiling.

"I’m gay." 

"Ok... I wasn’t hitting on you. I’m pansexual. Um..." James spluttered.

The pair remained in silence until Regulus came back from the kitchen with a cup of tea for James. "Well, James. What do you do for a living?"

"Oh, I run a bakery with a friend of mine." James replied.

Regulus smiled. "That sounds nice. How come you aren’t working today?" 

"My friend is ill and today was the day I decided that I would move into my new home. Why are you asking so many questions?" James asked.

"That’s what Reg does." Dorcas shot Regulus a look. "He does it unintentionally. Don’t worry." Dorcas stated.

"I’m terribly sorry if my constant questions bother you, Potter." Regulus grumbled.

"You can call me James by the way, dear." James announced smiling.

Regulus looked at him. "I'll call you whatever I fucking want." He snapped. 

"Sorry."

"NO. James there’s no need to apologise. Regulus fuck off! Let he off a bit." Dorcas shouted. 

James stood up and got ready to leave. "It was nice meeting you two." 

"James sit down." Dorcas stated. James did as he was told. Dorcas scared him. "Reg, come with me." 

Regulus followed Dorcas up the stairs. "You called me Regulus. You’ve blow our cover!" Regulus hissed.

Dorcas glared at him. "He didn’t notice. Grow up. There was no need to snap at him like that. Christ Reg."

"Sorry. I should go tell him that." Regulus whispered as he watched Dorcas nod. Slowly, he made his way downstairs and into the living room. "I’m sorry, Po- I mean James. I shouldn’t have snapped like that." 

James smiled. "It’s ok. I probably pissed you off a bit. Well I’m going now. Thanks for letting me come round."

Regulus forced himself to smile. "It was Cas not me."

"Still. Thank you. Goodbye Reg."

"Bye James."

Pandora Rosier had been able to see into the future since she was born. These visions started when she was young. Too young for her to understand what’s going on. Pandora would wake up some nights screaming from what she saw or just generally zone out and when she came to her senses would panic.

"Morning, Pandy, how was your sleep?" Lily asked studying Pandora’s facial expressions.

Pandora smiled at Lily’s thoughtfulness. "I slept perfectly well. There were no nightmares this time. Lils I told you, you don’t need to check on me." Lily Evans was not aware of Pandora’s seer abilities. 

"I had to check. It’s good that your anxiety meds are working though. Anyway, Marys coming over and so is Marlene. Peter is going to help James, I think settle in his new home because James' friend is ill and I don’t know if Sev is coming over." Lily announced smiling as always.

"That’s nice to know. I’m going to make some toast." Pandora said in her bubbly tone.

Lily lifted up a plate of toast. "Already ahead of you." 

Pandora accepted the toast and sat down at the kitchen table and ate it whilst Lily went and unlocked the doors of her and Pandora’s house. Once Pandora had finished her toast, she went upstairs and changed into jeans and a t-shirt with a long grey cardigan.

Lily was leaning against the banister when Pandora came down and gave her a kiss on the lips. Pandora wrapped her arms around Lily’s waist and pulled her closer.

"I love you." Lily whispered once they pulled away. 

Pandora smiled. "I love you more."

"I don’t think that’s possible." 

"It is, my lily flower." Pandora whispered. 

Suddenly the door bursts open and Marlene, Mary and Severus entered. Severus had his head in his hands as Marlene and Mary started making noises at the sight of Pandora and Lily hugging. 

"It’s so cute." Mary Macdonald screamed.

Marlene McKinnon leant on Severus. "Come on. Its sweet." She laughed.

"McKinnon get off me!" Snape grumbled.

"Spoil sport." Marlene sighed. 

Lily slowly let go off Pandora and turned around "Did you have to burst open the door?" 

Marlene started to laugh as Mary and Severus made their way into the kitchen. "We'll make cups of tea and a cup of coffee." Mary shouted. 

Severus glared at her. "Stop hating on my like of coffee. I like the fact that it pisses you off."

Marlene turned and faced Pandora and Lily. "I met a really cute girl before I came here, in the market. Her name was Cassiopeia Jones."

"That’s so good." Lily squealed.

Pandora frowned. "Your tone... There’s a but. What is it?"

Marlene sighed. "Remember that girl I used to like, Dorcas Meadowes."

Lily looked confused. "The one who went missing with Regulus Black?" 

"Yes. Cassiopeia looks like her. I'm not joking." 

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James Potter lived a normal job in a normal town. He worked in a bakery with his friend Remus Lupin with the occasionally help off Peter Petttigrew. Early that year, in January, both his parents died in a car crash. Well that’s what he was told. After he was told the news, his friend Remus allowed James to share the flat with him. It was only recent when James decided he would move into his parents’ home. 

James had just met his neighbours, Cassiopeia Jones and Reginald Thomas. He had baked them muffins and now was awaiting Peter to arrive so that he could help him search through the house, throw away unnecessary crap and unpack his items and settle down. He had learnt a bit about his new neighbours. They were both sleep deprived and best friends. Cassie was gay and she knew that James was pansexual. He also knew that Reginald wouldn’t call himself his nickname and had a short temper and a love of questions. James didn’t mind answering the questions it was just that they had caught him off guard and were slowly in his eyes becoming personally. Apart from that he knew he had a small liking for the boy.

Suddenly, there were quiet knocking sounds coming off his door and James hoped that it was Peter. He stepped towards the door and opened it to see Peter. 

"Finally, what took you so long?" James asked as he embraced Peter. "Come inside. Then you can tell me." 

Peter nervously laughed. "I got out of bed late."

James burst out laughing. "You’re kidding, right?" Peter shook his head. "Peter, that is the funniest excuse. I love it."

Peter shrugged. "I’m being honest. Now where are we starting?"

James continued to laugh which pissed off Peter. "We'll done bottom to top." He spluttered in between gasps of air. "I have black bags here and we can take the unwanted and unnecessary crap down to the tip afterwards." 

"Got it." 

James Potter and Peter Pettigrew began to start tidying in the living room first. They boxed family photos and artwork, for it was his mother who enjoyed art, they proceeded to throw away magazines and newspaper. They deep cleaned the sofas and armchairs and emptied the pooth and coffee tables draws until the room smelt of disinfectant. It had taken them an hour to do only one room. And James wanted it to be completed by tonight. 

James let out a grumbled sigh. "I know I shouldn’t but do you think Remus would come round to help maybe?" 

Peter shrugged. "He might. What’s up with him now though?" 

"I don’t know. You know what, I'll call him." James said. 

James opened his phone and clicked on Remus' contact and called him.

"Hey mate, you ok?" James asked.

"Mate, I feel like shit. My body is aching terribly." Remus replied. 

James scrunched up his nose. "I know, I shouldn’t ask you this but do you think you could maybe come over and help?" 

Remus let out a sigh. “James, I love you to bits but..." He stopped. "Fuck it, I love you. I’m coming, just give me a bit."

James smiled and gave a thumbs up to Peter. "Thanks mate. I really appreciate this." 

He hung up. 

After a while, Remus arrived at James Potters home. Remus did look like shit in James' eyes. He looked pale and clammy. Once Remus was inside, James set out a plan. 

"Peter, you’ll continue down here and do the kitchen and the downstairs bathroom." He said looking at Peter. "Remus, you can do the loft, take as many breaks as you need, I don’t care." He smiled at Remus, who smiled back. "And I shall do the bedrooms and bathroom."

Once James' speech was done, Peter went into the kitchen to clean and tidy, James went into what would be his bedroom to tidy and Remus went up into the loft.

Peter cleaned the kitchen counters and inside the fridge. He threw away any leftover food in the freezer and cupboards. He cleaned the kitchen counter and checked if the leftover food was still in date so that James could eat it.

James tidied his former bedroom and put sheets on his bed. He put his clothes inside the drawers and cupboards and cleaned the bathroom. He scrubbed the black mould and lime scale off the tiles of the shower and cleaned the residue off the taps and showerhead.

Remus shifted boxes off the Potters items onto shelves, moving things down so there’s more space. He stacked books and placed them on shelves and moved plastic boxes into the corner and stacked them. There was a curtain hanging from the roof which cut off a section of the loft. Remus slowly slipped past it to see large wolf animal pelts alongside over animal pelts pinned along the wall by stakes. There was a mini shelf in the middle of the animal pelts with supplies such as silver knives, daggers, rope, wooden stakes and much more. In the middle row of the shelf full of the supplies, were two framed photos. One had only Fleamont Potter and the second had Fleamont Potter and a young boy with long black hair. Remus stepped back and tripped over a box full of rabbit fur which fell on him as he hit the floor. He looked up to see a large wolfs fur with its eyes in its sockets staring down at him. Remus screamed and ran out of the loft. He fell down the stairs and quickly exited the house. 

Fleamont Potter was a hunter.

Peter and James had heard the commotion but were too slow to stop Remus from leaving the house.

Regulus Black had watched James Potter go home. Regulus had watched one of James' friends enter his house to help him. Regulus couldn’t help but look and stare at James Potters house. Dorcas joined him and sat next to him on the sofa. They both watched another of James' friends enter his house to help.

"Is he the ill one?" Dorcas askes. 

Regulus laughs. "Shit, I shouldn’t but I think he is." 

Dorcas elbowed him. "Why did he look so pale?" Regulus shrugged as a response. "Then again when I met you, you looked like a sick Victorian child."

Regulus frowned. "Fuck you." 

"Regulus, I’ve been meaning to ask, are you still wearing your binder?"

Regulus slowly nodded.

"How long for?" 

"Two days."

Dorcas sighed. "I know we're dead but still Reg, it’s better to be hygienic."

"Dorcas I know, I know. Please stop talking about it, I'll change. How about you tell me about the girl you met."

"Oh yeah." Dorcas smiled again. Regulus knew that Dorcas, herself didn’t like it when she was moaning about something. "Her name... Reg. I’m going to fucking ruin her. Its Marlene..." 

Regulus jaw dropped. He knew Marlene. Dorcas knew Marlene. 

"I don’t think she recognised me but still. Argh. I hate this. I hate it. I loved her so much and she’s probably moved on. And don’t get me started on what I did to that girl."

Reg looked at her reassuringly. "You were only adapting to becoming a vampire. We both were and I can tell you for a fact, if you took dating a girl another chance, you’d be fine."

"No it wouldn’t be. What if I kill her like I did with the other girl? I'd outlive her anyway." Dorcas sighed. "Why didn’t they just kill us?"

"It’s supposed to be a gift. A blessing." 

They both preceded to look back at the window. That’s when one of the friends ran out looking more pale. More sick and if about to faint.

Regulus suddenly pushed himself of the sofa and had opened the front door. He began to chase after him. Yes, the friend was quick but with the ability of superhuman speed, he had managed to catch up to James' friend and scoop him up and took him to the woods on the edge of town. He placed the breathless friend on the floor and cupped his chin.

"Are you ok?" Regulus asked.

The friend opened his mouth but no words came out. He just pointed at Regulus and shook his head.

"Just breathe for me."

The friend nodded. "Aren’t you supposed to be dead?" He gasped.

Regulus just realised that he wasn’t disguised. "Shit. Shit. Shit. It’s because you’re one of James Potter friends. I can’t believe I care for him.”

"How are you still... alive?" The friend asked.

Regulus sighed. "If I tell you how will you tell me why you look ill?" Regulus asked.

The friend let out a grumbled sigh. 

"Well,"

"Remus."

"Thanks, well Remus, my friend and I were attacked in an alley by vampires who decided to turn us into vampires." Regulus replied. "My friend and I go under the fake names as Reginald Thomas and Cassiopeia Jones."

"Thank you. My father managed to somehow bump into a poor person, I believe, and he started to shame him and homeless people about not being hygienic and how this one looked like an animal and if he wasn't careful he would be hunted down like one."

Regulus looked awfully confused. "I’m so sorry but what the actually fuck." 

Remus bitterly laughed. "It gets better. This man then finds the address of where we live and it turns out he’s a fucking werewolf and on the full moon, he bites me and kills my mother and then ten years later my father disowns me. I was four when that happened just to give it its kicks." Remus smiled.

"Wait, What’s so scary about the Potters house then?"

Remus looked at him and got up off the floor. "His father was a hunter and a monster hunter. He had all his supplies on shelves and all animal pelts on the wall. You can tell that man hunted. There’s no doubt either that he didn’t hunt werewolves or vampires."

Regulus shrugged. "Firstly, I understand why that would scare you and secondly he’s dead so he can’t bother us."

"He trained someone else. A youngster. I’d say the photo was from three years ago." Remus spat out.

"Fuck." 

Remus smiled at Regulus. "you’re pretty nice for a vampire." 

"Yeah, your sweet too when you’re not panicking."

Remus rolled his eyes. 

"Come on, wolfie. The others will start to worry."

Remus smiled. "Coming fampir."

The pair began to walk back. When they arrived back, Remus gave both Peter and James a hug and apologised. Neither pushed it any further and decided that Remus should go home. Remus did. Regulus introduced himself to Peter and also said that he and Remus had known each other for a few months, that’s why he walked back with him. The pair didn’t ask any further and said their goodbyes. Peter began to bike home and Regulus and James went inside theirs.

"Sirius, I have you a new target, a werewolf that Greyback bit some years ago. The targets called... Remus Lupin."

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Marlene turned and faced Pandora and Lily. "I met a really cute girl before I came here, in the market. Her name was Cassiopeia Jones."

"That’s so good." Lily squealed.

Pandora frowned. "Your tone... There’s a but. What is it?"

Marlene sighed. "Remember that girl I used to like, Dorcas Meadowes."

Lily looked confused. "The one who went missing with Regulus Black?" 

"Yes. Cassiopeia looks like her. I'm not joking." 

"Marlene, are you sure that they looked alike? We know you loved Dorcas but..." Lily stopped and let out a sigh.

Marlene glared at her. "But what Lily? I know not to go round saying, 'Oh you look like my best friend who I had a crush on but died five years ago with her best friend, Regulus Black.' I'm not that immature, Lily." Marlene grumbled.

Lily sighed once again. "I know but I have to keep an eye out on you. Since she died, you haven't been the same person." 

Pandora walked over and gave Marlene a hug. "I know its hard, love." She whispered.

Marlene looked at her. "I know. Let's forget that I said anything." Marlene stated bluntly before bursting out into a laughing fit. "Careful, Lily's getting jealous."

Pandora let go of Marls and went and hugged Lily, whispering something inaudible for Marlene to hear.  Once Pandora lets go of Lily, she gestures for Marlene to go into the kitchen with her and Lily. 

When the three enter the kitchen, Severus and Mary are having a deep argument about coffee and how its disgusting in Mary's eyes but in Severus' eyes it was the best. The three couldn't help but laugh at the stupidity of the argument about coffee.

"What the fuck are you three laughing about? It's not funny." Severus grumbled.

Marlene puts a hand on her stomach. "It is. Anyway, Mary I've been meaning to ask, How's Peter?" 

"Oh my god, he treats me wonderfully. It's a shame he couldn't come today, he had to help James unpack because Remus is feeling ill." Mary stated.

Severus and Pandora looked confused. "Whose Remus?" They both asked.

"Oh, shit sorry. Remus went to school with Lily, Marlene and I. Wait, you do know who James Potter and Peter Pettigrew are?"

"Yes, we know those two. James used to constantly ask Lily out and Peter used to follow him about." Severus and Pandora reply once again at the same time.

The three nod. 

"Marlene tell them about the girl." Lily said.

Marlene smiles before stating. "Before I came, I was walking about the market, when I saw this girl, she was extremely pretty and we started talking we exchanged names, she said hers was Cassiopeia Jones." She stopped and let out a sigh. "But she looks exactly like Dorcas. The same Dorcas Meadowes who died five years ago with Regulus Black."

Both Mary and Severus muttered 'Oh'.

Marlene shrugged. "I'll live."

Pandora smiled before suggesting. "What if we bring in the cups of tea and coffee into the living room and watch the Avengers."

A chorus of agreeing went round and the five of them went and settled down in the living room to watch the Avengers. Mary, Severus and Marlene took up the three seated sofa so Pandora and Lily shared the two seater. The five of them watched the Avengers start to finish without any distractions and stopping. Once the film ended, Lily excused herself and went into the kitchen and called James Potter.

Even though James Potter used to pester Lily into going on a date with him, the pair became and stayed best friends.

"Hey Lils, what's up?"  James asked cheerfully.

"Hey, just a quick question, have you been able to get in contact with Remus, have you?" Lily replied.

James paused before answering. "So, stupidly I asked him to come over so that he could help tidy my parents house and he agreed. But he looked fucking pale. We split up to get the job done quicker, he's up in the loft.."

Lily cuts him off. "YOU DID WHAT?! You fucking idiot." 

"He was supervised. Lily let me finish. So he's up in the loft, then me and Peter hear some commotion and next Remus is running down the stairs looking likes he's about to faint. He runs out the door and god knows where he went. Peter and I go outside but then we're stopped by my new neighbor, Cassie. So like ten minutes pass and he comes back with Reg. He shares the house with Cassiopeia. He  then leaves after a proper goodbye. He's ok now though don't worry."  James finishes.

"I'm trying not to worry. Did you say Cassiopeia? Marls met her in the market this morning. She said that she looked like Dorcas." Lily stated.

James laughs. "She does a bit. She's really sweet though."

"Thanks, James. Speak soon." 

Lily hung up the phone and let out a shaken sigh. The urge to call Remus was high. Remus was Lily's childhood friend. He was there for every up and down that she had and she was there for his. One thing Lily didn't understand was why her friend would get sick once a month. It hurt her to know that she couldn't help him and the fact that he didn't tell her what was wrong with him. He would normally shrug and change the subject. If only Remus trusted her. If only Lily could help him.

When Lily went back into the living room, Mary, Marlene and Severus were getting ready to leave.

"Lily, we're planning on going out for tea. Do you want to come? Both you and Pandora are invited." Marlenee asked.

Pandora was handing everyone there coats and her own. 

"I think I'll pass, i don't feel so well. Pan, you can go. Please don't make it that I spoil your plans." Lily urged.

Pandora looked concerned. "Are you alright love? I can stay if you want me to." 

"Just a bit of a headache, you can go. I'll be fine." Lily smiled. 

Marlene lift a brow. "If you say so, see you soon." Her tone dripped with hesitation. 

A chorus of 'see you soon' and 'goodbyes' went round then, Marlene, Pandora, Mary and Severus left.

Lily went into a kitchen and made herself a sandwich before heading off to bed with her best friend Remus Lupin on her mind and why he was constantly ill once a month.

"Sirius, I have you a new target, a werewolf that Greyback bit some years ago. The targets called... Remus Lupin."

"Another half breed the. This world must be infested with them." Sirius stated. His tone was dead. Cold. Blunt.

"It is." Walburga grimaced. "Thats why, thanks to Fleamont Potters training that you did, you can kill them off, like a good son."

Sirius smiled. "Well will I be killing this, half breed?"

Walburga's lips went upwards with her sons courage and determination. "Tonight, this full moon. I've gathered its location here." She handed Sirius a slip of paper which contained Lupins address. 2He transform in the wood a mile away from there." 

Sirius nodded as he memorised the address and where his mother had told him to go. "I won't let you down, mother." 

Walburga gripped and lifted Sirius' chin. "Not again. I don't want to kill another half breed and do your job for you. Now go get your gear and set off." She hissed as she let go of her sons chin.

Sirius nodded. "Yes, mother." He stated before turning swiftly on his heels to go get his gear.

Dorcas looked at Regulus. They hadn't spoken since the incident that had happened a few hours before. Regulus was sitting in the dining room staring at the sky like he was waiting for a sign. The sky had become darker now and the moon was to rise soon. 

Dorcas came and sat next to him. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" 

Regulus sighed. "I don't know if I fucked it up or not. I told him about me. About us..."

"Regulus..." Dorcas froze. "What did you tell him?"

"He knows that we're..." Regulus didn't have to finish the sentence. Dorcas did it instead.

"Vampires? Why the fuck would you tell a person like HIM about it?" Dorcas screeched.

Regulus let out another deep sigh. "He told me something about himself too." 

"What! That he owns a bookshop!" 

"That he's a werewolf! So please, I think he can live knowing that us two are fucking vampires." Regulus announced.

Dorcas stopped shouting and screeching and looked at Regulus. "Oh."

"His names Remus Lupin. He knows are proper names but also are fake ones. He's sweet and has a bitter and dry sense of humor." Regulus continued.

"Thats nice to know. How?" Dorcas asked with the tone of anticipation and hesitation.

Regulus began. "His father didn't exactly like the poor. So he bumped into one and started going on about how this one, he had bumped into, looked like an animal. The same person found out where he lived and was a werewolf so on the full moon, he bit Remus and killed his mother." 

"Oh dear god." Dorcas muttered. Her hands were over her mouth. "Thats fucked." 

"Yeah. It is." Regulus leaned back on the chair and watched the moon rise. He didn't tell her about what his father did. He wouldn't. 

"That's not fair. That's cruel..." Dorcas stopped. She felt sympathy for a person she had hardly met. "The next time you or I see him, tell him he's always welcome round here."

Regulus smiled. "I will don't worry."

The pair watched the moon in the sky.

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When Remus arrived home, it was just after three in the afternoon. Once he had unlocked his door and got into his flat, he kicked his door. He had overreacted at the Potters and now had another person knowing his secret. One more person than he needed. He knew his father, the man who turned him and Regulus knew alongside himself. The feeling that Regulus would tell Dorcas was high in his mind but the feeling that Regulus wouldn't tell her was high as well.

He took off his shoes and made his way into the kitchen to make himself some lunch. He made a quick cheese sandwich and ate it before going to lie on his bed in attempt to soothe his aching joints and muscles. He stared up at the beige ceiling as he let his mind guide him through a series of questions and thoughts.

"Would Regulus tell? If he told Dorcas would she be disgusted? Does Regulus mind? Am I still a freak? How's James?  Should I call? Would he pick up? Does he care? Fuck. What am I thinking? We're friends, we'd care. I really need to get anxiety meds or some shit. I'm calling him."

Remus sat up and propped himself up against his pillows before calling James.

"Heyy mate." Remus said.

James let out a sigh. "Thank god you called, I didn't know if I should or if I shouldn't. Anyway hey. Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm still not feeling well but I've calmed down. I feel like I overreacted. I'm so sorry." Remus muttered. "I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have...."

James cut him off. "Mate, stop apologizing. I went up after Peter left, and to be honest, it was scary. All those animal pelts. Scared the crap out of me." James laughed.

Remus felt a smile come across his face and a wave of relief. "Yeah, it just caught me off guard to be honest." Remus stated.

James laughed again. "You can react however you want, no need to be embarrassed. Anyway, I saw that you've met, Reg."

"Oh yeah, he's pretty sweet. You're lucky to have him as your neighbour to be honest." Remus said.

James agreed. He liked Reginald. "Alright, mate I'm off to make tea. Goodnight." 

"Night."

It wasn’t even night yet.

Remus put down his phone and stared at the ceiling once again. He went to close his eyes, when he opened the phone and set an alarm for half four so that he could get changed and then leave his flat so that he was ready for tonight. He fell asleep shortly after. 

After an hour, he awoke to his alarm. The sound of it made him jump right out of his skin. Slowly, he rolled out of bed, his joints and muscles aching even more. He slowly changed into a massive oversized T-shirt and some shorts which he had to pull the drawstrings so that they would fit. He slipped on some shoes and exited his flat. He locked the door and put the key under his doormat before he left. 

Once he was outside, his apartment block. He started to walk towards the woods, where he would transform. He noticed just in front of him a black truck, the back of the truck had a large amount of rope. This spiked Remus’ interests but he didn’t think of it further but he and the driver stared at each other until he continued his walk into the woods. 

By the time Remus had got there, it was nearly half five. He walked closer to his cabin so that he didn’t have far to walk in the morning. Once he felt like he was in a close range but not to close that he didn’t damage it. He sat down and propped his head against the tree. He kept a close eye on the time on the watch. 

Something felt wrong though. Like he was being watched. 

Sirius Black had walked up the stairs and collected his gear. He slipped the silver dagger into a special sleeve in his trousers. He put on two silver rings, one on each hand. He placed three silver bullets into his gun and placed his ammo into his pocket. He bundled up his rope and grabbed some tarpaulin. He slipped masking tape into a bag with the tarpaulin. And then goes downstairs and leaves not informing his mother. She wouldn't care. 

He placed the bundle of rope in the back of his truck and put the bag on the passenger seat next to him. He then checked the location that his mother had given him. Slowly, he begun to drive off his estate and began to drive to Remus Lupins home. It was ten minute drive to the block of flats, which Lupin lived at. Sirius decided to park on the street in front. It was twenty to five when he arrived. Suddenly, his victim was on the move again. 

He and his victim made eye contact once Lupin had exited the block of flats. It was cold stare and Sirius knew for definite that Lupin had seen the bundle of rope.

Once Remus was far ahead but still in Sirius’ view, he began to follow him. He followed him until Lupin entered the woods. Sirius parked on the other side of the road and decided that Remus would have five minutes to get to where he wanted.

Sirius timed it with a long anticipating grin. Why was he so excited to kill this one? Why not the others?

After five long minutes, Sirius hopped out the car and entered the woods with his bundle of rope and gear ready to kill Remus. He followed the footsteps on the wet ground and once he was able to locate that Remus was leaning against a tree near his cabin. He smiled to himself. This would be so fucking easy.

Sirius knew that Remus felt eyes watching him, sneaking up on him, observing him. But the fact that he didn’t do anything made Sirius frown. Sirius always liked the harder ones. He just watched Remus close his eyes.

Sirius saw this as the perfect opportunity to sneak up Lupin. Once he was close enough behind him, he wrapped the bundle of rope around him. Remus lashed out but Sirius was much stronger. He tightened the rope and knotted it. Before he grabbed his gun and smacked it over his head, knocking him out.

It was roughly just before six in the evening when Remus awoke. He attempted to lash out against the rope but failed dismally. There in front of him was a slender, long black haired boy. 

“Hello, half breed, it’s good to see that you’re awake from your little snooze.” The man laughed pacing in front of him.

Remus wanted to say something put he found out that a piece of rope was covering his mouth. He continued to lash out. 

The man found it amusing. “You are a pathetic fellow. It’s ridiculous. Now to prove that your the half breed I want, aye.” He sneered before coming closer and taking off the rope from around his mouth. “Shush. Before you speak, there will be no harsh words or insults or there will be consequences.” He lifted up the silver dagger he was holding.

Remus’ eyes widened. 

“How to prove that you’re the man, the half breed, the beast. I want.”

Remus laughed. “What do you want me to say? That you look like a delicious snack in which I could eat you up straight away. But being completely honest you do look fucking delicious and I wouldn’t hesitate to eat you.” Remus hissed in a flirtatious tone.

Sirius frowned and cut across Remus’ face with his dagger causing Remus to tense up. “Not like that. But it’ll have to do. I’m not a filthy queer like you.” Sirius grimaced.

Remus felt blood trickling down his cheek from where the boy had cut him. "Hurry up and kill me then." He spat.

"And why would I do such thing yet? I haven't even seen you in all your beauty and glamour." Sirius whispered cupping Remus' chin.

"Beauty and glamour... Are you fucking high or some shit?"  He mumbled looking into Sirius' eyes.

The boy laughed. "I think it's beautiful. I take you don't then, Remus." 

"No."

"Oh...  I shall be the judge of that." Sirius whispered into Remus' ear. He let go of his chin.

Remus let out a sigh. "Do me a favour then." Sirius raised a brow. "Take off my watch and shoes. I don't want to damage them."

Sirius grinned at him and did as Remus asked.

"Goodbye, half breed."

"Goodbye..."

Sirius stepped back with Remus' shoes and watch. He walked over to where the cabin was and placed Remus' things by the door. He hovered his left hand over the gun and watched Remus. There were tears in his eyes. Sirius studied and watched his face. He watched. 

When the moon rose, he watched Remus go rigid. He watched as fur covered his body and listened as his bones popped and broke into place. He watched Remus' elongated and watched the rope break as the wolf struggled and lashed out against it. The wolf attacked itself to Sirius' surprise. He hadn't watched anyone do that. He grabbed his gun and pointed it at the wolf. It was roaming the area of land. He put his finger on the trigger and pointed it at the wolfs torso. He was hesitant. Why? Slowly, he turned to face the  other way and closed his eyes. 

He pulled the trigger.

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He pulled the trigger...

The wolf whimpered out in pain. The bullet was in its left hind leg. Sirius looked at what he had done. He positioned the gun again, straight at the beast. He pulled the trigger but at the very last second pointed it at a tree. Why couldn't he fucking shoot it? Why was he struggling this time?

The second gunshot seemed to startle the wolf again causing it to curl up into a ball on the floor. Sirius positioned the gun once more. He pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated the ground a few yards in front of it. The wolf had lifted its head and seen Sirius, the third time. The wolf in a sprint like limp started to chase towards Sirius. With little time to react, Sirius unlocked the cabin door with a bobby pin that he had in his hair and entered the cabin.  

There was the sound of whimpering once again and Sirius carefully looked out of one of the dirty cabin windows to see the werewolf in a rope trap pinned to the deck of the cabin. He sunk against the wall underneath the window. He let out a large sigh. Why  was he so hard to fucking kill?  Why did he even care about his half breed?  He knew they were disgusting, he and his brother grew up, taught to hate such creatures. He had become a monster hunter shortly after Regulus had died. Sometimes Sirius refused to believe that his brother was dead. It felt wrong, there were no bodies found.

Sirius didn't fall asleep for the whole night. He stayed awake and every time he felt himself nearly nod off, he would pinch his skin. He waited for the moon to set until he got up and opened the cabin door.

Remus was back to his normal self now, just had blood on him. Sirius let out a cry of horror. Sirius had never seen this before. It was only when Remus started to stir, was when Sirius began to react. He pulled out his silver dagger and began to cut the rope trap that Remus must have made. Once he had made a gap big enough, he pulled out Remus' frail body and lifted him over his shoulder. Even though Sirius was stronger than Remus, Remus was much taller. Once he'd gotten Remus into the cabin and onto the bed, he threw a blanket over him to keep him warm. He began to examine Remus' leg which had the silver bullet in. Remus was lucky that it hadn't hit and major arteries or veins and that it hadn't appeared to have damaged any of his nerves or bone.

Sirius quickly ran into the bathroom and pulled out a first aid kit, inside he grabbed bandages, tweezers, disinfectant wipes and stitches.  Slowly, he wiped down the wound on his leg before using the tweezers to pull out the bullet. Sirius managed to pull out the bullet just in time before Remus jolted.

"What are you doing?" He asked. His voice was hoarse and chesty.

Sirius lifted his dagger towards Remus' chest. "LIE BACK DOWN." He demanded coldly. Remus did as he was told. "This'll hurt ok?"

Before Remus could react or say anything, Sirius wiped over his wound causing Remus to scream. 

"I'm going to stitch it up now." He said looking at Remus.

Remus nodded before he asked. "What the fuck happened? I thought..." He stopped and gritted his teeth. 

"You thought wrong. I didn't kill you." 

Sirius finished up stitching the wound and wrapped it up in the bandage.

Remus paused before he spoke. "Thank you."  

"I don't recall such thing." Sirius lifted up his dagger and looked at as sunlight shown onto it through the dirty windows. "Anywhere else?" 

Remus shook his head but Sirius didn't listen. He pulled the blanket of Remus' chest and gasped. Remus closed his eyes. Sirius had seen all the scars from the wolf on him.

"I didn't notice these when I got you inside." Sirius whispered. "Sorry." His eyes looked back onto the fresh wound caused by claws. 

"I don't mind doing it." Remus muttered slightly.

"No." Sirius grabbed a clean wipe and went over the gash on Remus' chest. "Do you think you could sit up?" 

Remus nodded and sat up. He let Sirius wrap the bandage on his chest and back. There wasn't any cuts on Remus' back, Sirius noted. He checked his arms. Just one small cut, which he wiped down. He went back into the first aid kit and pulled out small plasters, in which he put on Remus' arm and face from where he had cut him with his dagger and from where Remus had a wound on his chin from last night.

"You can lie back down now." Sirius announced.

Remus didn't. "What about you? You need to sleep too." He questioned.

Sirius grumbled. "Let me put this back and I'll sleep on the chair." 

Sirius put the first aid kit back into the bathroom and made himself comfortable on the chair. Remus settled back down on the bed. Soon the pair of them fell asleep.

James had awoken to his alarm. Slowly, he rolled out of bed and got ready for the day. He changed into some jeans and a t-shirt before making himself some toast for breakfast. He wasn't at work again today meaning he had the whole day to do whatever he wanted. Once nine came round, he walked over to Cassie's and Regs. With nothing to do, he felt it would be better to atleast get to know his neighbours.

He knocked on the door. 

"Heyy, its me James." He shouted.

Cas responded. "Come in." 

James opened the door to see Reg running past in a short vest top and shorts.

"Shit, sorry." James turned his back as Reg ran up the stairs.

Cassiopeia was laughing. 

"Where's my hoodie? For fuck sake." Reg screamed.

James lifted one up of the back of an armchair. "Is this it?" 

Reginald looked down the stairs. "Yes." James proceeded to throw it up to him. "Thanks." 

Cassie slowly stopped laughing. "We've just finished breakfast. There's some left if you want it." She smiled as James entered the kitchen.

James shook his head. “No, I’ve eaten.”

 “That’s good, I’m going down the market. Reginald, get down here now! Reg will keep you company.”

Regulus came running down the stairs. “Here.” 

“Look after him for me.” Cas laughed before waving goodbye and exiting the house.

Regulus and James looked back and forth at each other in an awkward silence.

 “Do you like gardening?” Reg asked scrunching up his nose.

James’ face lit up. “Yes.”

"Really? I've got some we could do if you wanted." Reg suggested.

Regulus showed James the way into their back garden and showed him what they could do. He gestured to the empty plant pots alongside the flower beds, seeds and flowers.  

"What one do you want to do?" Reg asked.

James smiled to himself. "I don't mind doing the flower beds. No offence they look like they're dying." James laughed.

Regulus felt a smile form on his face.  He'd only known James for a day and he already likes him and his laugh. "I've got some roses you can plant. Let me go get them." Regulus said as he entered his garage. He opened the door of his garage into the garden and brought out two rose plants, pruning shears, two trowels, a watering can and fertilizer. He placed the equipment onto the small garden table he had in his garden. 

"Which flower beds do you want these to be put in?" James questioned as he took both rose plants off the table.

Regulus pointed to the flower bed in the left corner. "It collects the most rain, shade and sunlight. Especially with that tree there, it helps."

James laughed. "You seem to know alot about gardening."

Regulus shrugged as he threw a trowel into the corner James would be working in. Jamees started to work on the flower bed whilst Reg started to work on moving the overgrown plants into bigger pots. The pair emerged themself in a conversation about when its the best season to plant certain plants and how to look after them properly.

Pandora hadn't woke up Lilly when she arrived home like she usually did. She just got into bed and snuggled up to her. Lily usually awoke before Pandora each morning but this morning Pandora was awake before. Pandora was clutching the bed sheets like her life depended on it. Her breathing was heavy and tears were in her eyes. 

Lily slowly awoke and put her arms around Pandora. "It's ok. I'm here, I'm here." She whispered. "It's ok. Everything's going to be ok."

Pandora felt more tears fall down her face. "I thought they were getting better. They're not." 

"What do you mean, my dove?" Lily looked confused. "You were taking your meds." 

Pandora started to sob. "They don't work. They don't work for dreams." 

"These aren't just dreams, are they? Pan, what exactly are they?" Lily asked. "We could find a cure. A way to help it." 

"You can't cure seering abilities." She mumurmed. 

Lily sat up and looked at her. "Seering abilities? What are they? What do you mean?" 

"I'm a seer, Lily. I'm meant to see it happen. I can't control it."

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"I'm a seer, Lily. I'm meant to see it happen. I can't control it."

Lily looked at her as if she was mad. "What does.. Why? How? I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say." Lily muttered.

Pandora slowly wiped her tears. "You can ask whatever you can want. I'm sorry for keeping this from you for this long."

"No. I understand. I'm just going to ask you all thee questions at once. Why are you a seer? Why can you see these things? Do they only happen when your asleep? Do they always come true? Can you prevent them from happening? Are they always negative?" Lily asked.

Pandora took in each question. "Seer ability is passed down through families, some get it some don't. It happens.They don't only occur when you asleep, you can touch some or zone out and they come. Most do come true. They aren't all negative some are positive, like the first time we bumped into each other on the street, I saw that you were going to get the job you wanted and that's when we'd greet each other properly. You can't prevent the visions from happening but the events, sometimes you can." Pandora replied. 

Lily gave Pandora a hug. "That's all my questions. No more secrets?" 

"No more secrets. I love you." Pandora whispered into Lily's ear.

"I love you more." 

"That's just not possible." Pandora whispered giving Lily a kiss. 

Lily smiled. "I'm declaring that today is a pyjama day and I'm not getting out of bed all day only to get food." 

"That's fine by me, love."

Dorcas had exited the house and had left Regulus and James to do god knows what. 

Once she had closed the door, she started her walk to the market. It was a short five minute walk to the market. When she arrived, she saw the same blonde haired girl as before, the same girl who she had gotten into a conversation. The same girl who had just noticed her.

Marlene waved over at Dorcas and ran over to her. 

"Heyy, Cas, how are you? Two days in a row now." Marlene laughed.

"Hi Marls, I'm good, how are you?" Cassie asked.

"I'm good. Why you here?" 

Cassiopeia laughed. "I came for a mooch, to see if there's any good bargains." 

"Same. I came to buy my parents a present for their anniversary." 

"How long they been together may I ask?" Cassie asked.

Marlene smiled. "15 years."

"Wow." 

"Do you think they would like this?" Marlene mumbled as she lifted up a fifteen year anniversary two glass set. "Its engraved."

"Yeah I think they will." 

"Thanks." Marlene turned her back on Dorcas and bought the glass set. "Now I need to see James."

Cas lifted up her head. "James Potter?" 

"Yes, do you know him?"

"Yeah he's mine and my friends neighbour. He was round mine when I left, I'll call Reginald and see if James is still there." She said as she called Reg.

Regulus picked up. "Cas, what's up?" He asked.

"Hey, is James still over?" 

"Yes." He replied bluntly. "I thought I was more important than a neighbour."

Dorcas laughed. "Bloody hell, Reg, you are. Marls said she was going to meet him at his house." 

"Is Marls that super cute girl you were on about yesterday who you thought was..." Regulus cooed.

"SHUT UP." Dorcas cut him off. "She's right next to me." She whispered.

"Sorry, he is though." 

"Alright, I'm coming back with Marls. Don't become a flustered dick in front of him. Bye." She grumbled down the phone. She hung up before he could reply.

Marlene seemed to be blushing furiously once she hung up the phone. "You like me?"

Dorcas' eyes widened as she began to splutter. "Well, he's. I. You. Shit. I like." 

"I like you." 

"I like you too even though we've only had two interactions." Cas mumbled rubbing her neck.

Marlene grabbed Dorcas' hand and began to walk, carefully dragging Dorcas behind her.

James shook the excess dirt of his hands after he had planted the second rose plant. He wasn't going to tell Reginald he was done, he was too busy admiring him as he cut branches off overgrown trees from the neighbours garden which were going through the fence cracks and over it. He was too busy staring to realise he had leant into the rose plants which had begun to sta its thorns into his leg. He found Reginald cute.

"Reg, do you need help?" He asked, still admiring Reginald as he began to struggle to reach at the higher overgrown branches.

Regulus let out a sigh. "Piss off, Potter. I can do it." He grumbled.

James couldn't help but laugh. "I take it when your angry, you go back to surname addressment."

"Fuck off." 

James began to step closer to him. "Let me help you." 

Regulus spun round with the clippers and passed them to James. "Here you go then." 

"Thank you." James mumurmed as he began to concentrate on cutting down the branches that Reg couldn't reach out.

Once he had cut down the branches, he gave the clippers back to Regulus who snatched them out his hands. 

"Do you think I could go get a drink?"  James asked. 

Reg nodded. "They're in the second fridge in the garage. Grab whatever you want and bring me out one too." 

James nodded and went into the garage. Once hee had arrived, he looked between the fridges, they were on top of each other and there were two others fridges just like that. Which was the second fridge? He frowned, he would ask Reg but he couldn't see Reg in the garden. He shrugged and opened one of the fridges and to his horror, large jars of a crimson red liquid were stacked on top of each other throughout the fridge.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Regulus shouted as he entered the garage.

James grabbed at one of the jars. "What the fuck is this?" 

"James.." 

"NO. Explain. I've known you for roughly two days and little do I know I could be your next fucking murder or you have an obsession with red paint." He shouted shakily.

Regulus looked at the floor. "I'm.. We're not murderers."

"Then what are? What is this? " He lifted up the jar again and pointed it at Regulus.

"James... Please." Regulus sighed. "I can't tell you." 

"You can't tell me that you and Cassiopeia, even if that's her fucking name, aren't two deranged serial killers. Or that you have a kink for storing crimson paint in your fridge." James screamed.

Regulus flinched at James raise of tone. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you what that is." 

"Then what the fuck is it?" He through the jar against the wall causing it to shatter and the crimson liquid splattered all over the walls, ceiling, floor and themselves.

Regulus stepped back in horror at James' sudden outburst. His eyes widened and his hand covered his mouth. He had felt his teeth sharpen.  

"Oh my fucking god. It is what I thought it was.. Its someones blood."

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"James. Let me explain. Please." Regulus pleaded. "You can't leave at this moment of time, if you were see people would think you killed someone." His hands were still covering his mouth.

"I'll do what I want. I'm calling the police." 

"NO." Regulus had pinned James to the wall. 

"How did you? So quick. How?" James asked. His eyes widened. "Reginald. If that's your fucking name, what are you?"

Regulus sighed. His teeth had gone back to normal at least. "James..."

"NO." James snapped. "Stop Jamesing me. Fucking spit it out." 

"I don't.. I don't want you to consider me and Cas as freaks." He muttered.

"Well its better than seeing you as deranged serial killers." James said bluntly.

Regulus grip on James tightened. "You tell a single soul and I will fucking kill you, ok?" James stared at him. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes..." James replied hesitantly.

"Cassie and I firstly are not serial killers and we don't have a kink or obsession with blood. We need it to survive, it gives us nutrients."  Regulus paused and took a deep breath. "Cas and I are vampires." He allowed what he had told James to sink in.

"You're joking right? Please tell me you are." James asked. His eyes were widen and had fear in them.

Regulus didn't say anything.

"Tell me you are." James pleaded.

Regulus sighed. "That would mean I would be lying." 

James looked down at the floor. Regulus had let go of him when he had told him. "L- let me guess, your name isn't Reginald, its actually Regulus and your friends is Dorcas." The silence off Regulus stated the answer.  James gasped. "No. No. No.  That means I'm talking to someone who is presumed dead. Oh fuck." James had started to shake. He was running his hands through his hair, grabbing at it in bunches. "This isn't f -funny." He sank to his knees, taking deep breaths.

Regulus knelt down next to him. He offered James his hand which he slapped away. "James?" 

James was scratching at his palms still taking deep breaths. His breathing was heavy and was heard alongside the large sobs. He was shaking his head now, still breathing heavily and erratically.  

"James?" Regulus whispered into his ear. "I think you're having a panic attack. I'm going to do something. Just... Just don't lash out at me, please." He looked into James' fidgety eyes. He slowly supported James' head with his hand and kissed him.

Marlene and Dorcas walked down the road, hand in hand. The walk had been in silence until they had arrived home. 

Marlene laughed as she walked into Dorcas and Reg's home after Cass had held it open for her. "This will sound awkward but you remind of my old best friend."

Dorcas laughed along with her. Thats because I am, she thought to herself. "She sounded sweet. Let me just go find Reg and James."  Dorcas looked in the garden and saw that the garage door was open. She looked inside. James knew. She could tell. Sh e turned her back and let Regulus continue to comfort him.

She turned her back and went back to Marlene. "This is awkward but I think they went out." She muttered. 

Marlene laughed. "Oh. I don't mind going home." 

"NO. Wait, I mean there's no need. You can stay. We can watch something or talk?" She announced.

"Really? Are you sure?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm certain." Dorcas stated. "Let me just go get some snacks." She walked away into the kitchen. She opened a draw and on a piece of paper wrote. 'Exit through the back garden gate. When you're ready come through the front door. Marls is over, I told her you two went out.' Then she pulled out salted tortilla crisps and sweet and salted popcorn. She walked back into the living room and placed the coffee table. 

Marlene smiled. "What do you want to watch?" 

"Love actually."

"It's not even Christmas." Marlene laughed.

"Reg doesn't allow me to watch it." 

"Ok then. Put it on." 

Dorcas nodded and put it on. She put the snacks on her and Marlene's lap.

Regulus slowly pulled away. James' breathing was better now. 

"Are... Are you feeling better?" Regulus asked.

James slowly nodded.

"Are you sure?" He asked again. His tone full of concern.

James nodded. "Yeah." He mumbled quietly. "Thank you."

Regulus smiled. "You can stay seated. I'll start to tidy this up."

Regulus slowly entered his kitchen. He saw the note off Dorcas, quickly read it and sneakily grabbed kitchen roll, wipes and antibacterial spray. He entered back into the garage and slowly took off his hoodie which had small droplets of blood on. He started to wipe down the walls and floor in which the blood was on.  He hoped that none of the blood had stained and dried. James still sat on the floor. He was still processing everything that had happened. He had kept looking over at James to see if he was better and less pale.

Once Regulus had cleaned the blood off of  the walls and floor, he grabbed a step ladder and began to clean the blood off the wall. "I'll do the glass later."  

James looked at him. "I'll do it." 

"Make sure you don't have any open cuts. If it's not the same blood type, it can cause fatal complications." Regulus stated.  "Make sure that glass doesn't cut you either."

James nodded and began to pick up the large and small pieces of glass. He proceeded to put them in a small pile. "Done." 

"Same." Regulus climbed down the step ladder and picked up his hoodie. "Marlene I think it is, is over meaning we need to leave thee gate way. You can go shower and get changed once you run inside your house. I'll run back inside. I'll say that I need a shower because we both slipped in some mud and say that you are also having a shower. Then you can come over once you are done."

James nodded and slowly got up off the floor. "Thank you." 

"Its ok. Come on." Regulus said as he gestured  for James to follow him. 

Regulus showed him to the gate and unlocked it. He watched James run and unlock his door and enter. Regulus then did the same.

"I slipped in some mud, I'm off to go shower, Cas!" He shouted as he ran up the stairs. 

"SHUT THE FUCK UP WE'RE WATCHING A FILM!" Dorcas screamed. Regulus heard Marlene burst out into laughter.

Once Regulus was upstairs he threw his dirtied and bloodied clothes into the washing basket and grabbed clean ones. He turned on the shower and stepped into the shower, he gave the water no time to heat up. He stared up at the shower head, the water getting in his eyes. His short, black hair clung to his head as the water hit him. 'Did he fuck up? Does James still think he's normal? Why was it the second interaction that got him caught?  What if had never met him?'  Regulus thought to himself.  Slowly as he came out of his thoughts, he grabbed and used his body wash before turning off the shower, dried himself and got changed. 

Slowly, he walked downstairs and sat down in the dining room. He was waiting for James to come back. He would, right?

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James did come back. Regulus didn't have to wait long until there was a knock on the door and James was standing there smiling. He looked better, less pale. Regulus allowed him inside and brought him into the dining room and sat him down.

"Are you feeling better?" Regulus asked. His voice dripping with concern.

James nodded. "Yeah. Reg, thank you." 

"It's ok. I h- Hope that doesn't come between us." 

"It won't. I can reassure you." James stated.

Regulus smiled. "Cassie and Marlene are watching a film at the moment. We can hang out in here until it's over, if you want of course." Regulus mumbled.

"When did those two meet?" James asked.

Regulus laughed. "Yesterday." 

"Oh." James smiled. He liked Regulus' laugh. "So did you actually meet Remus before yesterday or were you lying?" He asked.

"We had never met before. Do you know why he ran out?" Regulus asked back.

"I thought he would have told you." 

"He did, I'm checking if he told you." Regulus said bluntly.

James nodded. "He told me, the animal pelts startled him. I find it completely reasonable to be honest. Do you?"

The conversation was cut short when Marlene and Dorcas entered the dining room and Marlene wraps her arms over James. Regulus watches Dorcas eyes trail to the floor, she did like her. 

"Did you get muddy as well?" Marene asked.

James nodded. 

"Anyway, James do you think you could bake me something?" Marls asked.

"Yeah sure, what is it though and when do you need it?" 

Marlene frowned. "In a weeks time. Can it be a red velvet two layered cake?" 

James nodded. "Anything else?" 

Dorcas and Regulus shared looks between themselves.

"A fifteen year anniversary topper." 

"Ok, yeah I can make that for you." James agreed.

"Thanks, mate. Well, I'm off." Marlene stated before turning and facing Dorcas. "Here you are." She gave her a slip of paper. "Its my number,  we can arrange a date together. Bye." She slowly walked out the kitchen and exited through the front door.

James smiled before standing up out of his chair. "Well, I'm going home now.  Also Cas, don't hurt her or ruin her." He said. His tone was cold and blunt. "Bye." He exited the house.

Dorcas glared at Regulus. "How much did you fucking tell him?"

"He knows that we are vampires and need blood to survive. He also knows that we aren't actually Reginald and Cassiopeia, he figured that himself." Regulus stated. "There's no need to glare at  me like that."

"He fucking knows everything! Christ sake, Regulus. Two people in a matter of two days. Next  thing we know it the half the English population know of us. For fuck sake." Dorcas shouted.

"Dorcas, what was I meant to tell him?" 

"We were fucking artists. ANYTHING!" Dorcas screeched.

Regulus voice became a whisper. "He threatened to call the police."  

"Why did he even see the jars then?" She shouted.

"He opened the wrong fridge." 

"ARE YOU FUCKING DUMB? Why was he looking in the fridge?" She screamed.

Regulus let out a sigh. "He was getting a drink." 

"I fucking.. I hate... Just get out." 

"Dorcas? Please." Regulus pleaded.

"FUCK OFF. Get the fuck out."

Remus was lying awake staring at the ceiling of the cabin. His eyes would shortly glance at Sirius, who was still asleep on the chair. 

Why didn't he kill him? Why did he allow him to live? Why? 

Remus slowly sat himself up and opened a draw next to the bed and slowly pulled out a plain tshirt and shorts. Once he had put both the shorts and tshirt on, he slowly stood up. He stuck out his arms to regain his balance and slowly limped over to the cupboard and pulled out bread and ham. He placed it on the side and checked thee time. It was 6pm. Slowly, he began to make two sandwiches, one for him and one for Sirius.

"What are you doing?" 

Remus turned around, holding the plate with the sandwiches on. "Making food." 

"Why?" 

"So you and I can eat." Remus muttered.

The boy lifted up a brow. "Why would I eat something that a half-breed has made?"  He sneered.

Remus shrugged. "Why save one?"

"That's not the point." 

"Then, what fucking is?" Remus laughed. "If you saved a half-breed, you can eat some food made by one." 

Sirius let out a sigh. "Lupin, sit down. Your leg needs to heal."  

Remus rolled his eyes as Sirius grabbed the two plates off him and placed them on the bed before grabbing Remus' arm. Remus flinched, the silver ring of Sirius' burnt at his skin.  

Sirius grumbled as he gripped Remus' arm. He walked Remus over to the bed and sat him down. 

"I can walk." 

"You were limping, shut up." Sirius commanded. 

Silence engulfed the room. Remus rolled his eyes and Sirius took a seat on the chair. Remus began to eat the sandwich he had made. Sirius was still yet to take his off the bed.

"Did you know Fleamont Potter?" Remus asked, breaking the silence.

Sirius glared at him. "How do you know that?"  

Remus shrugged. 

Sirius stood up and grabbed hold of Remus' shirt and pulled him closer to his face. "ANSWER ME! How the fuck did you know that, half-breed?"

"Sensitive, aren't you? I saw a photo, looks like you a bit." 

"WHAT?" Sirius shouted shaking Remus.

"There was a boy in the photo, matches your description, with Fleamont Potter." Remus replied, coldly.

The boy didn't reply, his eyes widened. He stepped back before tripping over his own feet. "No. No. NO." Was all the boy mumbled in fear. "She... She knows." 

Remus frowned. "Who? What? I don't know what you mean." 

Sirius looked at him. "My mother she knows. She knows that I have failed and didn't kill you." He spat. "I'm fucked because of you. You fucking half-breed." 

Remus' eyes widened. "That's not possible."

"Well it fucking is. She saw inside my fucking head because I didn't kill you. I never knew someone like you would be the Sirius Black downfall. Goodbye." Sirius stood up and brushed himself down before leaving the cabin and slamming the door behind him.

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Regulus did as Dorcas told him, he left the house with no awareness of where he should go. He watched a black van drive pass. He didn't think much about it, should he have. It was after  6pm and he had no idea what James would be doing at this time right now. Regulus also found it funny that the first place he thought too go was James'. He never thought in a million years, the first place he would go to was his neighbours after he was kicked out his own home. Slowly, he stepped towards James' house and rung the doorbell.

"We have been driving around the same spot for over ten minutes. What is the point of this again?" 

"Barty, how many times do I have to tell you? We need to get one of them in this van. Do you understand that?" The man grumbled.

Barty laughed. "Yes, yes. Evan I completely understand." 

"Good." Evan sighed. 

"Want a kiss?" Barty whispered into Evans ear, from the back of the van. 

Evan turned his head and faced him.  "Yeah." 

Barty grabbed Evans head and pulled it closer to his and kissed him. Evan ran his hands through Barty's messy brown hair as their lips brushed against each other. Slowly, Evan turned his head back onto the road where he had barely missed a brown haired boy with round glasses crossing the road. 

Evan had hit the breaks, causing the van to come to a halt with a screech and he rolled down his window and popped his head out of it. "I'm so sorry." 

The boy just stood there eyes wide. "No, no, I wasn't looking. Don't apologise." Evan frowned. "Have a goody day." 

"And you, I'm still terribly sorry." Evan shouted as the boy crossed the road. He rolled back up the window and began to drive off the estate and parked on the pavement.   "Jesus, fuck." 

"Babe, you need to learn how to drive." Barty laughed.

Evan lifted a brow.  "Bitch, you can shut up, last time I checked I can drive a car."  

"Fuck you."  

"When?" Evan smiled as Barty suddenly became flustered and his words weren't coming out in sentences. "Don't worry, I wouldn't do it  in the car... Unlesss you wanted me to." Evan whispered, extending the 's' in unless. 

"Later. Later you can fuck me." Barty coughed.

Evan shrugged. "Fair enough."  Evan drove off the pavement and began to circle the estate again. 

"Who are we looking or waiting for again?" Barty asked.

"Regulus Black or Dorcas Meadowes." 

"Ah, I remember." Barty laughed. "Aye, isn't that one of them?" 

"Yes. Are you going to get him?" Evan asked, handing Barty a  brick. 

"Duh." 

Carefully, Barty slid open the door of the van and exited, the brick in his left hand. Oncee, he was right behind Regulus he swung and hit him over the head. Barty caught the falling body and dropped the brick on the doorstep of the house, Regulus was to enter. He  quickly dragged Regulus' unconscious body back into the van and slid shut the door and Evan drove quickly off to an abandoned warehouse. Barty ttied Regulus' body up with rope and covered his mouth with tape. 

James opened the door after a minute. No one was there. Just a singular brick. James frowned to himself, it was around half six but usually ding dong ditchers came round during the day, not the night. Slowly, he shut the door and walked back into his house. He found it rather odd. Firstly, he was nearly ran over by a van and secondly, he could have sworn he had seen two people by his door, just shortly before. Maybe he just needed some rest.

Sirius had slammed the door of the cabin. 

Why didn't he kill Remus? What stopped him? What would be his punishment? His excuse? His lie? Thousands of thoughts filled and clogged Sirius' head. He needed to think quickly. He knew his mother had seen the conversation that he and Remus had, the way he hesitated when he shot the gun, the way he missed and shot the hind leg, the way he fell against the cabin door, the way he helped cover the injuries of the werewolf he was supposed to kill, the way he fell asleep, the way he let the half-breed make him food, the way he fucked up.

He also knew that Remus wouldn't and couldn't come after him nor try and stop him from leaving. Besides it was too late now, he was a yard away.

Remus stood there, dumbfounded. Sirius had stormed out. Sirius had saved the monster that children made their parents look under the bed for. Why?  Remus found it rather peculiar that Sirius didn't kill him on the spot and the fact that some much shit had happened in the matter of nearly two whole fucking days.

Sirius was only a yard away from the cabin when his body fill with immense agonising pain. He turned back towards the cabin and started to run to it. That was until the pain was too much. He fell to the floor.

"REMUS! HELP" Sirius screamed. 

He was grabbing at pieces of the earth, trying to drag himself closer to the cabin. 

Remus came limping out and grabbed onto the door for support until he saw Sirius' figure lying on the floor. Sirius had managed to drag himself up to the steps of the wooden cabin and stopped and held out his hand. Remus slowly grabbed it but didn't pull him up. He leant down next to him.

"Sirius? Sirius? What's going on?" He asked, his voice of the urge of screaming.

"Argh. Ah." Sirius screamed. "I- I don't know. Ah." 

"Sirius, where does it hurt?" 

"Everywhere..." 

Sirius was cut off by the sound of his bones popping. 

"I- I don't understand." Remus stuttered.

Sirius continued to scream. Remus watched as black, curly fur spout all over Sirius' body. Remus slowly dragged himself backwards and watched as Sirius body became moore and more like a black dog. 

Remus sat there in awe and stared at the dog that used to be Sirius. 

"Hello, Padfoot."

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"Hello, Padfoot."

Remus sat there in awe. Sirius had turned into a dog. Remus watched as the dog ,that was once Sirius, slowly stand up on all fours and circle round with before nuzzling himself into Remus' side.

"I'm calling you Padfoot for now on. Yeah." Remus whispered.

As his lips curved upwards, he started to slowly stroke Padfoot's fur. He leaned against the handrail on the cabin steps and closed his eyes. 

The person who had just tried to kill him had just been turned into a dog.  How long would it last? Was it permanent?  Would he try to kill Remus again?  Was this his fault?

Slowly, Remus pushed Padfoot's head off of him and grabbed the hand rail for support as he stood up.  Once he had gained his balance, Remus limbed back inside the cabin with Padfoot following behind him. As he stepped inside, Padfoot jumped onto the bed. Remus couldn't help but smile to himself. He sat down on the bed next to him before lying down and putting the duvet over him. Remus didn't care what Sirius, well Padfoot did and slowly closed his eyes and nodded off. So did Padfoot, who ended up snuggling close to Remus.

James Potter had been trying to get hold of Remus Lupin all day. All his texts, his calls, all unanswered or left unread. James knew that Remus had a habit of doing this but James didn't understand why. Then yet again, lots of wacky shit had happened that day. So wacky that James started to write it down in a diary.

James put the cap on his pen and then slowly leant his head back onto the cool, wooden headboard, as he reread what he wrote.

'Dear diary,

I feel like a fucking fool writing this. I honestly cannot remember the last time I wrote on. Thats a lie it was the end of February, we are now in early July. Fuck. 

Anyway, I'm thinking of seeking a therapist. Too much shit has happened in a matter of 48 hours. New neighbours called Reginald Thomas and Cassie, I forgot the last name, turn out to be vampires and are actually Regulus Black and Dorcas Meadowes, the two people who were presumed dead. I find their blood jar storage and have a panic attack. Regulus kisses me and we go back to be normal, I think. God, I don't know. 

Remus has a full on freak out over animal pelts, they were not that fucking scary. Jesus christ I need to sort that boy out, he's to go mad. Fucking hell. Yes and this was yesterday.

And I nearly get fucking ran over. I'm about to crash out, I can't. Also I got ding dong ditched by a probably group of muppets.

And that's all. I sound mad, well read mad. What the fuck.  I'm putting this down before I throw it out of my window. 

James.'

James shoved his head into his diary before throwing it across the room. He grabbed his phone and attempted to call Remus again, still no answer. He put down his phone and stepped out of bed to make himself a shot of  whiskey. He drank it down in one gulp and made a second, then a third and then a forth. James wasn't a strong drinker so more than two shots of whiskey made him drunk, meaning he only had one normally but today felt different. He wanted to wake up and think that this was all a dream. Hee made himself a fifth then a sixth and then a seventh. The bottle had only a quarter left of it and when he came to make his eighth, there was no more whiskey available. 

James grumbled to himself but this was cut short as someone knocked on his door. James dropped the shot glass and watched it shatter on the floor before he slowly went and opened his front door.

"Wheres Regulus?" A cold voice asked. 

James leant against the door frame.  "Ahhh, Cassie or do you want me to call your Dorcas, how may I assist you at this fine hour?" James asked.

Dorcas scrunched up her nose. "Are you drunk? Besides..." She raised her voice. "Regulus, stop hiding in Potter's fucking home." She shouted as she put her head round the corner.

James chuckled before hiccuping. "He's not here." 

"Stop covering for him, Potter." 

James shook his head. "Dorcas. He isn't here." James coughed. 

Dorcas' eyes widened. "No, no. He is. He is. Stop covering for him." She shouted as she pushed past James and started to search his house. 

James closed the door and leant against the wall, slowly slipping down it until  he fell onto the floor with a thud. He waited for Dorcas to return.

"Where the fuck is he? I'm not joking." She shouted.

"He's not here." James coughed. 

"Your drunken state is not going to help me so shut the fuck up. Now." 

James shrugged and ignored Dorcas' instructions. "Have you called him?" 

"What?" She snapped.

"Have you tried to call him?" James asked slower this time.

Dorcas shook her head before grabbing her phone and called Regulus' contact. It rang out. "He's not picking up." 

"Call him again then." James laughed as he rolled his eyes when she wasn't looking.

She did what James had told her to do and yet again there was no answer. She put her phone back into her pocket and sank down next to James. 

"Let me - hic-  be right back." James  hiccuped as he pushed himself off the wall and headed into the kitchen. He came back with four open beers and gave one to Dorcas.

Dorcas glared at him as he took a swig. "Don't you think you've had enough?" 

James  shrugged. "I only had seven shots. " He sat down next to Dorcas and took a second swig. 

"That's enough." She snatched the bottle off James.

"Give me that back!" 

"No. James, you are drunk. Now pack it in. I don't need someone drinking when I'm trying to find someone." Dorcas stated.

"I wouldn't need to be drinking if I hadn't found out you  and Reg were fucking vampires, my friend isn't picking up their phone and I nearly got run over by a blonde boy with his boyfriend or whatever the fuck he was to him. So please cut me some little slack." James shouted. 

"James, I'm sorry." Dorcas flinched at his sudden outburst.

"It's not your fault. I- I shouldn't have snapped."  James muttered. "Regulus should be safe." 

"You think?" 

"I'm just a drunk James Potter whose input doesn't help." 

"I didn't mean that." Dorcas whispered. 

"I know but he should be safe."

Regulus Black slowly came to his senses. 

Where was he? Why couldn't he move?  What on earth had happened?

"Come on little Reggie, wake up." A voice cooed before slapping him on the cheek.

"Wake up now or we won't ask nicely next time." Another spoke.

Regulus slowly opened his eyes to be met with one blonde haired and the other with brown hair. The blonde haired boy was tall whilst the brown haired boy looked more intimidating with his dyed green streaks in his hair and tattoo which was peeking up from the t-shirt.

"You remember us yet?" 

It had just dawned on Regulus who these two people were. 

He and Dorcas had just been kicked out of a bar, mainly because they were too drunk but also as they were being very disruptive. They were celebrating the fact that Dorcas was planning on proposing to Marlene the next day. 

They had been kicked out of the bar through the fire exit by the owner and now were hanging about laughing in an alley. 

They hadn't noticed when two people crept up on them and had ceased them.

The next thing Regulus had seen was the brown haired boys teeth in Dorcas' neck and then the next second Regulus was feeling white hot pain seer all over him until everything went dark.

"No. Fuck you! You sick motherfuckers!" Regulus shouted as he struggle against the rope he was tied up in.

"Now he does, Ev." The brown haired boy laughed, nudging Ev, the blonde haired boy.

Evan, who had been staring at the brown haired boy for the past two minutes, looked up and smiled. "Why, yes he does."

"We are rather memorable, aren't we?" The brown haired boy whispered.

Ev laughed. "Why wouldn't we be, babe?"

Regulus coughed and tried to undone the rope tying his body together.

"Oh shit. Now where were we? Ah, yes. You finally remember us?" They both said in unison.

"Sadly, I do, yes." 

The blonde haired boy laughed. "It's a shame we didn't get your friend as well. But I say we're lucky." 

"How?" Regulus asked.

"Now, Barty, are you doing the honors of explaining or am I?" 

"Take it away, Evan." Barty laughed. 

"I shall. Can I just say, you and your little friend are hard to find, very well hidden I'll say. Now, we know where you live, well at least roughly where." Evan paused, he watched Regulus struggle against the rope. "You were to focused on that sandy haired boy that you didn't realise that when you were walking back with hm, that we had drove past. Oh ad it gets better, we have every reason to believe that firstly sandy haired boy is your friend and you like that messy haired boy with the round glasses." 

Regulus lifted an eyebrow and kept his facial expression the same as before and continued to lash out against the rope. "What the fuck are you on? You think I like him? Jesus christ. I'd expect you to be a bit smarter." 

"Oh really?" Barty stepped in and asked. "Then you wouldn't mind killing him."

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 "Then you wouldn't mind killing him."

Those words rung in Regulus' head, alongside the remaining of the conversation.

"Do we have ourselves a deal, little Reggie?"  Barty sneered. 

"Ye... Yes." Regulus muttered. 

"Good, good. Do you want to know what'll happen if you don't obey?" Evan asked.

Regulus shook his head."No?" 

"Shall I?" Evan asked. A flash of concern flickered across his eyes.

"Yes, you may." Barty laughed. 

Evan had disappeared somewhere in the warehouse and came back with a body bag. Barty gestured for Evan to unzip it and inside was a tied up teenage girl. Regulus gasped in horror. They were going to do what he thought they were going to do. Evan lifted up the tied up, lashing out girl and passed her to Barty like she was some toy. 

"All you have to do is watch." Evan whispered. 

Regulus shuddered as he watched Barty bite down on the young girls neck. Regulus listened as the girls screamed against the rope that was covering her mouth. It didn't muffle the screams. He watched as the girl went limp and as Barty throw the girl in front of him. He looked down at the young girl, Regulus couldn't tell if they were alive or dead. He looked down at the two circular fang wounds in her neck. 

He slowly felt her pain, it looked and sounded the same as his and Dorcas'.

"You are fucking sick! Both of you are." Regulus screamed. 

"Evan, untie him, he can go." Barty stated, licking the excess blood from off his face. "Just remember that could happen to your friend." 

Evan untied the rope from around Regulus. "The exits that way. You'll know where you are." 

Regulus had just left the warehouse and it was only at this time he realised that it must have been late. The sun had set now and the stars were twinkling in the dark sky. Regulus looked up at the sky and with his finger located where the leo constellation was and where his starr was. It had become a habit of his when he came out as trans. He watched to pick a close now to Regina so in the end, as the rest of his family were named as constellations or stars or galaxies or moons that he would named one as well, so he went with the closest one, Regulus. 

Regulus started to walk quickly home, knowing that when he got back Dorcas was going to bombard him with questions.

Barty let out a shaken sigh, once Regulus left and looked at Evan. 

"I'll dispose of this one, babe."  He muttered as he ran a hand through his brown and green hair.

Evan nodded and leant up against the wall. "Oi. Don't blame yourself for your fathers shitty decisions and what he wants us to do. Its ok." 

"Evan, it's not ok." 

"Amore mio, [my love,] I know it's not ok and I know it's not something that you like." Evan whispered.

"Not something that I like? Of course, it's not something I fucking like. Its fucking torture, I hate it! And you saying it's all ok when it's not, is getting on my fucking nerves." Barty snapped.

"I know you're father gets in the way and I know I don't always help but I'm trying." Evan mumbled. 

"Hun." Barty walked over to Evan and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I can't do this anymore." 

"What?" 

"Me and you. You and I. Us. Together. I can't do it anymore." Barty whispered.

"No, please Barty. Not now, not ever." Evan pleaded, his eyes widening.

"He found out, he knows about us. He wants it to end or..." 

"No. No. Barty you can't let your father fucking ruin, what we have, what we are. We can lie about us. We're good at that." Evan shouted.

"I am though. Evan we're no longer together, we never will be." Barty paused. "I know we are. He doesn't want me to see you anymore."

"What?!" Evan shouted.

"No more interactions, calls, seeing each other." 

"I know what you mean but you can't allow him to forbid us from seeing each other." 

"I am though!" Barty shouted. He watched Evan flinch at his sudden outburst. "We aren't a thing anymore. There's no us now. I want to apologize, Evan I really do but..." Barty stopped. There wasn't a but, he knew that he wasn't allowed to see Evan again.

"But what?" Evan screamed, throwing his hands in the air.

Barty shook his head and looked at the floor.

"Exactly. Stop blaming it on your fucking father when its you who doesn't want us to be together. If that's the case, next time fucking say. And don't bother apologizing." Evan spat, his voice coated with venom. He turned his back on Barty and stormed out the warehouse, leaving Barty alone. 

"I'm sorry." 

"Bartimeus Junior!" His mother shrieked. "Your father wants you!" 

Barty came running down the stairs. His fifteenth birthday was in a week and his excitement was getting to him.  "Good morning, father. " 

"Morning, Bartimeus, I believe that it's time that you are taught the Crouch legacy." 

The next minute he knew, he was being pinned up against the wall by his mother and his fathers teeth were in his neck. 

"This'll be a gift for you, my son."  His father whispered into his ear before he blacked out.

"Now son, just like your mother and I taught you. Bite down on the side of the neck and allow their blood to enlighten your taste buds for as long as you want. Ready?"  His father explained.

"Yes."  He whispered even though he wasn't. 

"My love, bring them out."  Bartimeus senior laughed. 

Barty watched helplessly as his mother brought out a struggling blonde haired boy. He looked around the same age as he was. Once Barty had a firm grip on the struggling boy, he looked up at his father for what he should do next.

"When you're ready, enjoy. And remember don't turn him. You remember that!"  His father shouted before waving a hand to tell Barty to begin.

Barty looked down at the boy. He looked into the bleeding eyes of him and let out a sigh. His teeth closed round the boys neck and bit down. He felt the boy tense up and attempt to wriggle out the grip. Barty kept looking at his father for advice when to stop. He enjoyed the taste of the boys blood but thought he was having too much of it. Barty slowly let go of the grip on the boys neck.

"More!"  His father shouted.

Barty stared at him in horror before biting down on the same spot as last time. Barty listened as the boys breathing went shallow and it was at this point when Barty's father allowed him to stop.

"You can dispose of this yourself, it'll get you more prepared for when you go on your nightly feasts and shibang. You've proven yourself worthy now anyway. Chop chop."  His father hissed before walking out of the room with his wife.

Barty looked down at the boy. He was still alive, unfortunately. 

The boy let out a cough. "It's not your fault." He coughed again. He showed a weak smile.

Barty wiped the boys blood from his mouth before he bit down on his arm.

"What are you...?"  The boy gasped.

Barty stuck out his arm in front of the boys mouth. "Go on. You want to live don't you?" He questioned.

"But the man said..."  The blonde boy was cut off. Barty had put his arm on his mouth. 

"It'll make you live."  Barty grumbled as he looked into the boys petrified eyes. "Well sort of." 

"Ma?" Barty whispered.

His mother looked at him from her book. "Yes, love."

"I did something." 

"Hmm, what may that have been, may I ask?"  She smiled.

"I turned the... the boy." He whispered.

His mothers eyes widened. "What?" 

"Please, please don't be mad."  He begged. 

"I'm not. Where is he though?" 

"He's resting in my room. I used one of the blood bags so he has the nutrients he needs."  Barty explained.

"I'm sorry for turning you."  

"Ha, I told you it's not your fault."  The boy laughed. "The name's Evan by the way."

"You told me it wasn't my fault for feeding on you. I'm Barty."  

Evan chuckled to himself.

"What?"  Barty grumbled, frowning to himself.

"I don't know why but it sounds something stupid to name a kid."  Evan continued to chuckle. 

"Oi, it's short for Bartimeus."  He pouted. 

"That's even worse." Evan cried.

"I know!" Barty laughed. 

The two boys began to laugh uncontrollably.  

Barty's flashbacks came to halt when he was interrupted by someone.

"I take it you broke it off." A gentle voice asked. It was his mother's. 

"Yeah, you can say that." Barty whispered. 

His mother came closer to him and wrapped her arms around him. "There's no need to be so tense now. I'm sorry." 

"It's not your fault, ma." 

"You always seemed so happy around him." 

"Happinesses doesn't last forever ma, nor does love. You should know that." He coldly grumbled.

Evan stormed out the warehouse. He had nowhere to go. He was assumed dead after all.

Evan began to walk. He didn't know where. He needed to empty his head. Everything he had done and why evolved around around the Crouch's. His turning, his training, his killings and turnings, his love life, everything. This had been the case for seven years. His family thought he had been killed. Even his sister did. The thought of his sister caused multiple flashback's to soar through his head.

"Shush, shush, it's ok. They're gone. Everything's ok, I promise."  Evan whispered into his little sisters. "The nightmares aren't real. I promise you, Pandora.

"But... But..." Pandora spluttered. "There was a girl b- bleeding out ev..." She stopped before sobbing even more into her brothers shoulder. 

Evan tightened his grip around Pandora. "It's not real. It'll never be." 

Pandora continued to sob into Evan's shoulder until their parents came and pulled them apart to comfort her.

Pandora had awaken screaming again. 

"Shush. I'm here now." Evan whispered as he quickly hopped out of his bed and onto Pandora's.

"You're g- going to leave me." She cried, through her sobs.

"No, no. Pandy, I'm not going to leave you."  

She rapidly nodded he head, tears streaming down her face. "You birthday, when when you turn fifteen, you don't return." 

"Pandora, these are dreams. I promise I won't leave you. Ever." 

Evan scrunched his nose at the flashbacks. One of her dreams were right. He didn't return home. He was at the Crouch's.  He frowned to himself. He had decided where he was going. 

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Pandora and Lily were sitting up right on their bed when the clock hit midnight. Pandora let out a sigh. 

"Eight years today." Pandora whispered.

Lily looked up from her crossword book. "Pardon, love."

"Eight years since Evan went missing." 

"I'm sorry, love. You hardly doo talk about your brother." Lily whispered.

"It's technically still seven but... It's his birthday today meaning its eight now. He would be turning 23. He's a year younger than you." 

"I'm sorry, my love. If you want to talk about it you can." Lily whispered once again as she wrapped her arms round Pandora.

Pandora smiled and hugged her back. "I'm ok, don't worry. I got used to him not returning on his birthdays. I used to wait by the door just to see my big brother. He was born before me so. You get the jist. He was born just before midnight and I was born a few minutes after." 

"Yeah." 

Lily went back to doing her crosswords whilst Pandora proceed to play the last memory she had of Evan.

"Why do you get to be allowed to go out before me? It's unfair." Pandora grumbled, pouting her lips.

Evan laughed. "That's because I'm turning fifteen today and you aren't."

"Still, we have a few minutes apart between us." 

"Theoretically, it can be seen as a day. You were born after me."   

"Hey!" Pandora groaned. "Still that's no fair." 

Evan shrugged. "I know, I'm gonna go now alright?"

"Yeah, be back soon."

"I will." 

Pandora snapped out of the flashback of her and her brothers last interaction, to Lily nudging her. 

"There's someone at the door." 

"Oh, should I get it or?" Pandora asked.

Lily shook her head. "Shit, sorry. I'll go get it." She slowly stepped out of bed and walked downstairs before unlocking the front door. 

Slowly, she opened the door. There stood a blonde haired boy, he looked a bit like Pandora.

"Hello, can I help you?" Lily asked, her voice full of concern.

The boy nodded and looked into her house. "Is she here?"

"I'm sorry but its twelve in the morning and you're asking if someone's here?" Lily had to clarify.

"Yes. Is Pandora here?"

Once Regulus arrived home, to his surprise Dorcas wasn't in. He searched around the house for any sign of her, none.  He pulled out his phone but to his surprise it was dead. He grumbled slightly to himself before he decided he check James'. 

Slowly, he knocked on James' door. 

James opened the door. "Yay, Reggie's back." He slurred. 

"Don't reggie me, where's..." Regulus didn't get to finish his sentence.

Dorcas moved James out the way causing him to fall on the floor and slapped Regulus around the face. "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!" She screamed. "I tried calling you and everything, I even searched his house for you." She gestured over to James who was sitting on the floor from where he had fallen over.

"The calling was - hic - my idea." James hiccuped.

Regulus frowned at James. "Why is he drunk?" 

"That's not the point." James laughed as he tried to stand up. His effort to stand up was soon abolished as he fell back down.

"Dear God, now you see what I've dealt with." Dorcas grumbled. "Well are you going to explain?" 

"Later, I need a drink." 

"I've got beer.." James started.

"Non alcoholic and you need to go to fucking bed!" Regulus said sharply.

"But, I'm not tired. And, and I don't have a bedtime." James complained.

Dorcas laughed. "I'll meet you back, good luck." Dorcas exited the house. 

"Fuck you, Dorcas." Regulus shouted as she shut the front door.

"You just said a bad word." James whispered. 

Regulus slowly helped James to his feet. "Shut up." 

James guided Regulus to his room and with the help from Regulus, got into his bed successfully.

"Want me to do anything else?" Regulus grumbled.

"Can you s.. sing me a lullaby?" James whispered.

"I'm sorry, what? You're a grown man." Regulus frowned. He looked at James' tired face. He had been through a lot with all the drama Regulus had caused. "Yes."

"Yay! Reggie is going to sing me a lullaby." James shouted.

Regulus shook his head, he couldn't believe he was going to sing a lullaby, well a song, to his drunken neighbour.

"Prends ma main. Promets-moi que tout ira bien. Serre-moi fort. Près de toi, je rêve encore. Oui, oui je veux rester." Regulus sung. "Mais je ne sais plus aimer.  J’ai été trop bête.  Je t’en prie, arrête.  Arrête, comme je regrette. Non, je ne voulais pas tout ça." ["Take my hand. Promise me everything will be okay. Hold me tight. Near you, I still dream. Yes, yes I want to stay. But I don’t know how to love anymore. I was too stupid. Please, stop. Stop, as I’m sorry. No, I didn’t want all that."]

Regulus watched as James slowly fell asleep. He frowned to himself and leant slowly down towards James' neck. His eyes remaining firmly on his neck, he could kill James now. He was so close to James' neck, that if he were able to breathe, James would possibly be able to feel it. Regulus clenched his fists and lifted his head back up. Slowly he exited James' room, went down stairs and locked James' front door. He then proceeded to unlock a window and climb out of it. Once he was outside, he closed James' window from the outside then walked inside his own house, ready for Dorcas' interrogation.

"So?" Dorcas asked as soon as Regulus stepped inside the house.

"I'm going to throw this all at you. No questions until the end, ok?" Regulus said.

Dorcas nodded and Regulus began to explain, what happened after he left the house, how he was kidnapped, who he was kidnapped by, how it was the same to people who had turned them into vampires, what they knew, how they wanted him to kill James and how they  killed someone in front of him to prove what would happen if he didn't kill him.

Dorcas eyes widened from shock. "Reg, damn. I'm sorry. Did James go down well?" 

"What?" Regulus started to laugh. 

"Did he go down well?" 

Regulus laughed even more. "Did he go down well?" 

"Yes." Dorcas looked confused.

"Why are you referring to him as a baby?" 

"He was acting like one." 

Regulus fell to the floor, laughing. "You.. You can't say that." He said between laughs.

"It was fucking true!" She shouted.

"Yeah, he went down well. He should sleep like a baby until the morning from then he will wake up with a hangover." Regulus said, the memory of how he was going to kill James that moment crossed his mind.

"That's his fault though." Dorcas shrugged. "Well it is some of our fault as well. He did nearly get ran over by the same people who kidnapped you." 

"Oh." Regulus didn't know what to say. He felt sympathy for James. 

"Well then." Dorcas said breaking the silence that had formed. "Night." 

"Yeah, night."

"Yes. Is Pandora here?"

"Do you mean Pandora Rosier?" Lily asked.

The blonde boy nodded his head vigorously. 

"Don't you think you should come back tomorrow? Its late." 

"No. I'm her... I need to know if she's safe." The boy said.

"I can reassure she's ok." Lily whispered.

The boy shook his head. "No. Can I just see her?" 

"It's late." 

"It'll be quick, I promi... I can reassure you." The boy whispered. "Please, let me just see her." 

Lily turned her head and faced the stairs, her hand still holding the door. "Pandora!" She shouted. "There's someone at the door for you."

"Coming." Pandora's response was muffled as she exited her and Lily's room. "Who is it?" She asked as she came down the stairs.

Lily opened the door wider. 

Pandora's eyes widened. "Lily, dear. Go to bed. It's an old friend." 

"Alright, call me if you need me." Lily smiled before she walked back u the stairs. 

Once Lily was out of sight, Pandora stared at the blonde boy. 

"Gosh, Pandora, you've grown so much." 

"You look the same, the same as the night you fucking left me." Pandora snapped.

"I'm sorry." Evan whispered.

"No, you fucking left me! You promised you'd come back! You said that the dream of you leaving was fake. Guess what bitch, it wasn't. All the dreams come fucking true, one way or the fucking other. Now Evan, what do you want?" Pandora shouted.

"I came back, I wanted to know if you're ok." Evan continued to whisper.

Pandora laughed. "I'm perfectly fine, no thanks to you." 

"Pandora, I had to go away." 

"NO! No you didn't!" She screamed. "You didn't! You left!" She sobbed.

"But... I'm here now. We can reunite, be siblings again. Please." Evan begged.

"The brother I knew, died eight years ago today." Pandora whispered before slamming the door on Evan. 

"No. Please. Pandora. Pandora. Don't do this, please!" Evan screamed kicking and punching the door. "You were my little sister." Evan sunk against the door, tears streaming down his face. 

Pandora tilted her head against the door, taking deep breaths whilst listening to her brothers screams. 

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Pandora must have nodded off as she had awoke to Lily slowly shaking her awake, whispering for her to move and go to bed. Once Pandora had moved, Lily was unlocking the door and was making her brother enter the house. She would have protested but she couldn't find where to start. She'd complain tomorrow. She watched Lily scoop up her brothers body and helped him walk over to the sofa, in the living room. She watched Lily help Evan get comfortable on the sofa and watched as he just stared up at the ceiling. 

"Lily. Go to bed." Pandora whispered, her voice groggy.

Lily shook her head. "You, I'll stay down here." 

"Hold on." Pandora whispered, before disappearing into the kitchen and returning with a knife. "For protective, night." 

Lily nodded and took the knife and sat down on the two seater. 

"It wouldn't work, you know." Evan whispered quietly.

"Well, I'm not planning on using it." She relied back. 

"Do you, do you make my sister happy?" He asked.

"I hope, I do." 

Evan nodded as silence filled the room. "You must do. If she gave you a knife to protect yourself." Lily lifted her head. "She seemed hesitant of leaving you down here with me too." He sniffed. 

Lily nodded. "Get some rest." 

"What?" He frowned.

"Get some rest." She repeated.

Evan let out a bitter laugh. "Yeah." Silence filled the room as Evan continued staring up at the ceiling whilst Lily started to lie down on the two seater, the knife still in hand and slowly fell asleep. 

Remus woke up by a loud crashing sound coming from the side of his bed. Where was Padfoot? Where was Sirius?

Sirius' long, ruffled up hair became visible before he popped his head up. "What have you done to me?" He screamed.

"I'm sorry, what?" Remus asked. 

"What have you done to me? I turned into a fucking dog last night because of you!" 

Remus let out a bitter laugh and slowly got out of bed.  "Because of me? You were the damn fool who couldn't shoot me and got caught so don't act like its not your fault."

"Oh I'm sorry, next time I'll fucking shoot you."

"Thank you." Remus shouted back as Sirius stood up. He still had his clothes intact. "Where do you think you're going?" 

"Away from you, half-breed." 

Remus let out another laugh. "That's rich now isn't it? You don't even know what the fuck you are now and when you will become a fucking black dog and you think you can just starting calling me a half-breed still. I shall start calling you one now, shan't I?" 

"How did you?" Sirius stopped. "No."

"Well done, you realised it was pointless asking, you transformed into a dog when I was with you, you actually called out for me if you choose to remember, honestly thee brave, strong Sirius Black act has flew down the fucking drain now. Instead I'll call out to the person I tried to kill yesterday. Why? Because brave little Sirius Black doesn't know what to do. Why? Because his mother isn't here or was there." Remus spat.

"Shut up!" Sirius screamed. 

"Why does the little Sirius Black have some undiagnosed mommy issues?" 

"SHUT UP!" Sirius screamed louder. "You don't know fuck about what I had to go through, just to stand here now. You don't know how many times I wished I could have been killed by the people I had to hunt down. And I thought I could try... Forget it." Sirius turned to walk away. Remus grabbed his wrist. "Don't fucking touch me!" Sirius screamed as he slashed Remus' cheek with his dagger causing him to step back. Sirius took this opportunity to leave. He slammed the cabin door behind him. 

Remus stood there, frozen from shock. Slowly, he lifted a shaken hand and touched his bloodied cheek. It was the same side Sirius had slashed the dagger across his chin. Remus let out a shaken sigh and sat down on the bed desperately trying to ignore the burning and stinging pain. Remus looked around the cabin for his phone, it was on the chair. How did it get there?

Sirius Black. 

That where he had slept the morning before, he must have took it off him when he first knocked him out. Remus pushed himself off the bed and limped over to the chair, picked up the phone then sunk into it. He checked the battery percentage on his phone, it had just under twenty percent. He quickly opened it up and called James. 

"Pick up please." He whispered.

After a long thirty seconds, James picked up. "Hello. Remus why haven't you been picking up my calls?" 

"Hello, my phone broke." 

 "How on earth did you managed that?"  James asked. 

"Magic, do you think you could send me someone to come pick me up?" Remus asked hesitantly.

James laughed. "I'll call a taxi for you. I'm too hungover to fucking drive." 

"Could you maybe not call a taxi? Call a friend?" He asked through gritted teeth. 

"Why don't you?" 

"Nevermind. I'll walk." Remus hung up.

Barty had just gotten out of a meeting with his father for why him getting rid of Evan was a positive thing to do and how it would impact him greatly. Barty leant against the door of a pub awaiting its open at 11am, smoking a cigarette as replayed the conversation in his head.

"Its for the best, Bartimeus. You'll thank me later." Barty's father sneered.

"Will I?"  Barty asked. 

His father raised a brow at his question. "Yes, don't ask me stupid questions. I saw what that boy was doing to you."

"And what was that, making me happy?"  

"I just told you not to ask stupid questions."  

"No but Evan did nothing to offend you." Barty said.

His father glared at him. "He was making you a filthy queer." 

"How the fuck does that affect you?" 

"It affects the whole family, the whole Crouch legacy!" His father shouted.

"No it doesn't."  Barty retorted back.

"Stop thinking of only yourself, you self absorbed shit! It shows a negative view on our family!"  

"They wouldn't know. Besides, what about Aunt..." Barty groaned.

"Don't bring up her name! This conversation is coming to an end now." 

"But..." 

"Now! Evan was a terrible person and having queers affects the whole Crouch legacy."  His father explained.

Barty let out a sigh. "I don't see how." 

"That's because you are self absorbed."  His father said.

"Of course I am." Barty complained.

"Non essere sarcastico! [Don't be sarcastic!] Now get out of my sight, we'll talk more when you've come to an acceptance with my choices!" 

Barty stormed out of his father's office.

Barty watched as a person with a limp slowly walked past before he called out. "Oi, you have the time?" 

The person with the limp nodded and walked over. "It's about to hit eleven." 

"Alright, thanks." Barty caught the cuts on the man's chin and cheek. "What the fuck happened to you, eh?" 

"Too much shit. Name's Remus." Remus said.

Barty nodded. "Name's Barty. Do you smoke?" He asked, pulling out the box of cigarettes' he had.

"Yeah." He replied as he took a cigarette off Barty and allowed him to light it.

The pair stood in silence as the pubs doors opened. 

"Wanna cup of coffee?" Barty asked. 

Remus raised a brow. "Is there a catch?" 

"No. Just coffee and talking. What the fuck do you think I am? A therapist?" 

"Alright fair but with that temper you should probably go to one." Remus replied sharply.

Barty chuckled. "Fuck off. With the limp and cuts on your face, you should be going to a hospital." 

"Why so they can give me some medicine and let me go?" Remus asked with a grin.

Barty chuckled again. "I'm starting to like you, Remus."

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"You're buying the coffee, by the way." Remus stiffly laughed.

Barty raised a brow. "Bitch, it's the first person to sit down." 

Remus frowned. "Oh go fuck yourself." 

"Gladly." 

The pair slowly walked into the pub and found a booth to sit in and allowed the waiter to take their orders of one black coffee and one tea. 

Barty broke the silence that had formed this the waiter took their orders. "You look interesting, like you're trying to hide from a fact that you are yet to accept."

"You sound like a fucking freak." Remus grumbled.

"Aye, I'm just saying what my boy- I mean, it's readable." Barty muttered after his slip up.

Remus nodded along. "Yeah." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

The waiter came and delivered the drinks and left after two short thanks. 

"I would recommend some sort of antibiotics so that." Barty gestured to the cut marks on Remus. "Doesn't get infected." 

Remus laughed. "It sounds like something a mother would say." 

"I have a good relationship with my mother so I hope that explains it." Barty said sharply.

Remus threw his hands into the air. "I didn't mean to offend." 

"I know, I'm pulling your leg." Barty laughed. 

The pair burst out laughing and didn't bother to notice the stares they were receiving.

James grumbled as he put down his phone. What the fuck was wrong with his best friend? Everything, probably, James thought to himself as he rolled over and groaned into his pillow. Once he had found the motivation to get out of bed, he made himself a cup of coffee and took two ibuprofen, hoping they would help with the headaches that he was suffering from due to his heavy drinking round last night. He leant against the kitchen counter sipping on his coffee trying to remember the foggy events that had occured. Dorcas came round, then Regulus, then she left but Regulus stayed and sung to him just like he asked. 

That's when the realisation hit him. James Potter had asked his neighbour of two, well now three, days to sing him song so he could fall asleep. James slipped on his flip flops and grabbed a dressing gown from off the kitchen chair and quickly unlocked his door before running to the house in front and knocking on it until Regulus opened.

"What the fuck. You are knocking like a fucking madman." Regulus shouted.

James blinked at him. "You probably see me as one." 

"No shit, what are you wearing?" 

"Flip flops, a dressing gown and my clothes?" 

"Yeah, I didn't see that. Why are you knocking like you're about to knock the bleeding door down?" Regulus asked, rubbing a hand over his face.

"You sung me a song last night." James said.

Regulus raised a brow. "You asked me to." 

"Yeah but why did you? You sung a song to a grown man." James looked awfully confused.

"I have my reasons."  Regulus bluntly replied.

James shook his head. "I'm guessing you aren't going to share them but I'm sorry." 

"I don't mind. Don't tell Dorcas but I kinda enjoy singing." Regulus whispering, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why am I not surprised?" James laughed.

Regulus waved at two people walked by. "How am I supposed to know?"

"Regulus?" 

Regulus pushed James inside and shut the door. "Bella?" He asked as one of the people started to walk towards.

"You are alive, aren't you?" Bella asked. The other person, with blonde hair lifted up her phone. "Rita, put your phone down, you look like a freak." 

"Well hurry up and introduce yourself then." Rita laughed. 

"Well how are you then, Reggie? You missed your dear old cousin, Bellatrix." Bellatrix asked.

Regulus frowned. "I refuse to answer besides whose she?" Regulus gestured to Rita.

"I could ask you, who you just shoved inside." She responded back.

"A friend." 

"My friend too." 

"Girlfriend actually." Rita butted in.

Regulus' eyes widened. "Congrats, you found someone to stick up with your boisterous behaviour."  Bellatrix rolled her eyes in response. "Do you want a certificate?"

Bellatrix laughed. "Am I that important to you again?" 

"Not at all. Does she know?" He quickly looked over at Rita. 

"Oh she knows. Figured most of it out but I informed her on the little bits oof information." She said.

Rita wrapped an arm around Bellatrix's waist. "Left your books on the side, I was destined to find out." Rita pulled something out of her phone case. "Our address. Pop round with your friend if you want or her." She said, pointing at Dorcas who was looking out off the living room window. "I'm curious about the events of what happened that night and you became vampires. Bella already told me hers." 

Regulus nodded slowly. "The person I pushed inside isn't what Cas and I am. Also I am curious what happened with you." 

"Of course you are, you sound like Rita. You sure you don't have some reporter genes in you?"

Rita laughed whilst Regulus frowned. "I'm a news reporter and journalist."

"Oh, so when do you want us round?"

"Tomorrow? 7pm?" Ritta suggested. 

Regulus nodded.

"Right then, see you tomorrow." Bellatrix said as she linked arms with Rita and walked away.

Regulus turned back inside his house and proceeded to explain the events to a curious James Potter and a confused Dorcas Meadowes.

Sirius Black ran to his truck. He had fucked up, big time this time and knew he couldn't go to his mother's without a clear answer, in which he knew he wouldn't be able to make so he started slowly driving around hoping to clear his head and think of what to do next. He had an idea of where to go and how he would explain it to them. 

He placed his foot on the pedal and sped to Marlene McKinnon's house. He had no idea if she was awake or in but drove there anyway. In the time it took to drive to Marlene's house, Sirius had decided, plotted and rehearsed what he would say to Marlene three times. Once he had arrived and stepped out of his truck, he hesitantly knocked on the door and awaited for the sound of it being unlocked.

Marlene opened the door. "Siri, long time no see, aye." She groggily said. "You alright?" 

Sirius didn't respond to her question. "I didn't awake you, did I?" 

Marlene let out a tired laugh. "Nah, I fell asleep on the sofa." She eyed Sirius' tired, scared expression. "You sure everything's alright? You can come inside, watch some soppy romance whilst drinking tea or coffee and give each other mani and pedicures. That's if you want to of course." She laughed again. 

Sirius wrapped his arms round Marlene and started to sob quietly into her shoulder. 

"Oh, Sirius. It's ok." She whispered into his ear and she hugged him back. 

Sirius let out a wet laugh through his sobs. "Of course it would be." 

Marlene frowned and slowly lifted Sirius' head out of her shoulder and to face her. "It's your mother isn't it?" 

"How?" He started to sob again. 

Marlene wiped away the tears falling onto his cheeks. "A sister can tell." 

"You're not my sister though, Marls." 

"Well one can hope. My elder brother pisses me the fuck off with his tough act. Besides, you did say you once you'd have liked it if I was your sister." Marlene whispered.

Sirius started to laugh. "Well I must have been very wrong then." 

"Yeah, you must have been. What to talk about it over ice cream?" Marlene asked, letting go of Sirius' chin.

"You're acting like its a highschool break up." Sirius laughed, wiping the remaining tears off of his face and his eyes.

Marlene shrugged and walked Sirius inside her house.

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Pandora walked into the kitchen and made two cups of tea, one for her and one for Lily. She made a glass of water for Evan. She then made six slices of toast, even though she was pissed off at her brother, they were still related. Once the toast had popped u and she buttered each slice, she walked into the living room and placed the toast on the coffee table before delivering the teas and water and putting them on the coffee table as well.

She went over to wake up Evan, who was surprisingly awake and staring at the ceiling.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" She asked as she tried to get her breath back.

Evan shrugged and slowly sat up. "Too much. I didn't kill her or harm her." He titled his head over in Lily's direction.

Pandora nodded. "I can tell." 

"I'm sorry for coming back." 

"I want to know what happened. I saw bits." Pandora whispered sitting down beside her brother.

Evan hummed. "What bits?" 

"You with a brown haired boy who had green strands in his arm, talking. Him feeding you what I presumed was blood. Him lying in your lap whilst you stroked his hair." She paused. "Who was he?" She asked hesitantly.

"My former boyfriend, his name was Barty. We broke up yesterday." He whispered.

"Oh, Evan I'm..." She looked over at Lily who was still asleep. "Tell me what happened. Then I'll decide if I feel sorry for you or if you deserve it." 

Evan slowly nodded. "You can't tell anyone." 

"I'm a seer, no one knows that." 

"Not even her?" Evan asked.

"Only she knows. I'm planning on proposing soon. That's not important at the moment, explain."

Evan nodded. "What order do you want it in?" 

"From what happened the day you went missing to now." Pandora replied. 

"I decided to just go for a walk, get you a late birthday presents." He whispered as he rubbed his neck with embarrassment. 

Pandora couldn't help but laugh. "Why doesn't it surprise me?"

"Yeah, it shouldn't. Like I said, I went on a walk and the next thing I know I had a bleeding headache..." Evan continued to explain the events.

Evan looked up at the brown and green haired boy, who had just bitten his neck. "It's not your fault." He coughed again. He showed a weak smile.

The boy wiped his blood off his mouth and bit down on his arm.

"What are you...?"  Evan asked.

The boy stuck out his arm in front of the Evans mouth. "Go on. You want to live don't you?" He questioned.

"But the man said..."  He was cut off. His near killer had put his cut arm to his mouth and was making his drink his blood.

"It'll make you live."  The boy grumbled as he looked into Evan's petrified eyes. "Well sort of."  

Evan passed out. 

When he awoke, he saw the same boy who had bitten him staring over him.

"You should be fine here." The boy said gruffly before handing him a blood bag. "Drink, you should feel thirsty." 

Evan stared back at the boy and hesitantly accepted the blood bag. He did feel thirsty. He slowly brought the blood bag to his lips after unscrewing the cap on it. He watched the boy in front of him nod and he slowly took a drink of the blood. He drank half and put the cap back on.

"That all you having?" The boy asked.

Evan slowly nodded, "Should I have more?" 

"It's your preference. Now, get some rest, I'll be back soon." 

"Thank you." 

The boy nodded before swiftly leaving the room.

"There's more I could tell you but I'm going to leave that for another day, only of course if you..." Evan was cut off by the abrupt hug Pandora was giving him.

"I'm sorry, Ev. I really am." She whispered.

Evan stilled. "Hey, its not your fault. The way you reacted was explanatory, your presumed dead brother just shows up on your doorstep after years." 

Pandora looked at him. "Still, I'm sorry." 

"Don't worry about it. Besides." He gestured his head over in Lily's way. "She looks like she's waking up." 

Pandora nodded and quickly wiped the tears off her face that she hadn't realised had fallen.

Once Sirius had made his way into Marlene's house, he was embraced by the feeling of warmth. 

"Tea or coffee?" 

"Coffee, please. One sugar and no milk please." Sirius responded.

Marlene nodded. "You like salted caramel ice cream?" 

"Yeah I do." 

Marlene went into the kitchen to make two cup of coffee and to get the tub of salted caramel ice cream whilst Sirius attempted to make himself comfortable on her sofa. Once she came back into the living room, she placed the hot drinks on the coffee table and passed the ice cream over to Sirius before picking up the remote.

"What soppy rom com do you want to watch whilst we talk?" She asked as she turned on the tv.

"Ten things I hate about you?" Sirius suggested with a shrug.

Marlene rolled her eyes. "Before you say it, I know its based off the taming of the shrew!" 

Sirius raised a brow. "You sure, you don't need reminding?"

"Yes!" 

Marlene sat down and leant back on the sofa and slowly put on Sirius' movie choice.  "So, are you going to start explaining?" 

Sirius nodded. He knew he couldn't tell Marlene the whole thing that happened, he would have to lie. "I hooked up with a boy, stayed with him for two nights. It wasn't like, lets just fuck, we just slept in the same bed." He paused. He was trying to make it sound realistic. "We went out for a walk and I think we may have been seen by my mother or one of her minions and now she knows. She sent some pissed off texts and now I don't want to go back, shes fucking pissed." 

"Sirius, have some ice cream." Marlene said. Sirius opened the tub and had a spoonful of salted caramel ice cream. "How much do you like this boy?" 

"It was a hookup but it felt like more. It was caring, soft." 

Marlene nodded. "Would you continue the relationship, make it more than just a hookup?" 

Sirius nodded hesitantly. 

"Then go against your mother's wishes, keep it a secret." 

"But...." 

"No, Sirius, you are old enough to make your own decisions. Sirius do you want to be happy?" 

"Ye- yeah, but..." 

Marlene shook her head. "You're making excuses like you don't like them." 

Sirius let out a sigh and leant back against the sofa.  Marlene took a spoonful of ice cream. "I'm not trying to shout at you but fro what you are saying you like them but not enough to continue with them." 

"I'm more concerned about the consequences it could cause." 

"Take a risk in your life." 

"I've taken too many." Sirius reached up for his and Marlene's cups of coffee and handed her hers. Marlene scooped up some ice cream and plopped it in her coffee and shrugged at Sirius glare.

"Whats the boys name anyway?" Marlene asked.

Sirius looked at her. "Remus."

"Lupin?" She asked back.

Sirius nodded.

"Hm. He's a friend from school."

The pair started to watch Ten things I hate about you.

"I think we better stop laughing." Remus said in between laughs.

Barty smirked. "They'll live." 

Remus took a sip of his drink. "You seemed pissed off, when I first saw you."

"Oh that, it's nothing." Barty shrugged. 

"Fair enough. I take it that's normal for you." 

Bart cracked a smile.. "Why yes it it."

"Remus? Is that you?" 

Remus and Barty looked up to see a man. "Remus?" The man asked.

Remus frowned. "I'm sorry but I'm not sure that I know you." 

The man dropped to his knees. "My boy, what did they do to you?" 

"I'm sorry but do you know him?" Barty whispered at Remus.

"No." 

"Yes, you do. You were my son, my boy." The man spluttered.

"My dad disowned me when I was fourteen." Remus replied.

The man's eyes widened with shock. "They said they were taking you away to help you. To help not..." The man stopped.

"I'm sorry sir but my dad disowned me when I was fourteen and I was taken to.." Remus started but was cut off by the man.

"To Scotland, by a man by the name of Al- Albus Dumbledore."

"How do you know that?" Remus whispered.

"They took you away from me, your name's Remus John Lupin. You were born on March 10th, you're my son. Your mother is dead, my wife." 

"Remus." Barty whispered. "This man seems to know a lot, maybe he is your dad?" 

Remus looked at Barty then to the man on the floor, he then eyed the watch the man was wearing. It was a family heirloom, he recognised it. "Dad?" He whispered.

Tham quickly got up off his knees and wrapped his arms round Remus. Remus tried not to flinch at the sudden force of the hug but failed dismally but thankfully his dad didn't notice.

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Marlene wrapped her arms round Sirius as  they stood by the front door. 

"Marlene." Sirius sighed. "I'm not going to die, I'll come back round soon. I may have to move in with you but that's beside the point at the moment." 

Marlene laughed as she let go off Sirius. "I know." She paused. "What if we arrange a date for when we can do a double date maybe?" 

"Pardon?" 

"Yeah, Cas and I and you and Re. We'll make a group chat and we can arrange a day we all come round for a nice meal or some shit." 

"Alright, shit ok. I'll tell you the dates Remus and I can do." Sirius muttered. 

Marlene grinned. "Yeah, I will. I'll make a group chat later." 

"Alright, see you soon." Sirius said as he turned off Marlene's doorstep and walked to his truck.

Marlene waved and shut the door. 

As soon as Sirius had sat down in his vehicle, he let out a large sigh. First trip was to his mother's to find out what was going on with him and then next persuading Lupin to go on a fake date with him. Sirius let out another sigh, and started the engine to his truck and started the drive back home to his mother's. The drive in Sirius' eyes was one of the longest he had ever been on but in reality was one of the shortest. When he pulled up onto the cobbled drive, his mind whirred with the possible scenarios that were about to happen. He opened the car door and slowly walked into the house when he was met with the screeching sound of his mother. 

"Où étais-tu, espèce d'ignorant et irrespectueux?" [ Where have you been, you ignorant, disrespectful bastard?] His mother screeched.

"Comment ca va, maman?" [How are you, mom?]  Sirius asked back. 

Walburga shook her head and slapped him hard on the cheek. "Merde." [Shit.] "Now where have you been?" 

Sirius took a breath and fell back into his stoic expression. "I was killing the half breed like you wanted."

"I did not raise a liar, you failed."

"And was punished!" Sirius said. "Do you not think I have learnt from my mistake?" 

"Honestly, no. You will be punished until either mine or your death, Sirius Orion Black. You have failed and deceived me many a times now and my patience has been worn to being nonexistent, so you do deserve this." 

"No! I won't fuck it up again." Sirius pleaded.

She slapped his cheek, harder this time. "Language!" 

Sirius' eyes widened. He had grown to love yet hate his mother. "Mamam, s'il te plaît."  [Mom, please.] He whispered.

"Non." [No.] She said, her voice cold. "Mon fils est mort!" [My son is dead!]

The words it Sirius with a sting. She was his only family left, he and she both knew it. They both knew that she wasn't referring to Regulus either as to Walburga, Regulus was still her little girl.

Sirius shook his head. "Ma, don't do this."  

She shook her head. "Do not 'ma' me again. You'll be turning into a dog every wednesday, now get my house. Leave and never return. From this day on Walburga Black did not have a son nor daughter, they are both dead and rotting."

Remus' dad had given him a slip with his number on so that they could arrange a date to get back to knowing each other before he left the pub.

"Aye..." Barty grinned. "You have a dad who cares for you." 

Remus shrugged. "I get that he cares but fuck, I  hav en't seen him in years, I hardly remembered what he looked like, if you know what I mean." 

Barty nodded and took a sip of his drink. 

The pair fell into a comfortable silence. Remus would occasionally tense up when the people around him got too loud. He made sure that it wasn't often enough that Barty caught on and started to ask questions.

"You done?" Barty asked as he stood up and brushed himself down.

Remus nodded and slowly stood up. 

"Hold your fucking horses mate, you're being a fucking plonker." Barty laughed as he slowly grabbed Remus' arm. "I'm here for balance and support. Do you have a walking stick or some shit?" 

Remus nodded. "At my flat I do." 

"Roger that, I'll walk you there."

"You don't have to..." Remus started.

"I am." Barty said defiantly. "Now lead the way, buttercup."

"So that was you cousin?" James asked. 

"Yes." Regulus nodded.

"Is she the one that taught you french?" Dorcas asked.

Regulus nodded.

James furrowed his brows. "You speak french?"

Regulus slowly smiled. "Oui, je parles francais, anglais et a petit latin." [Yes, I speak french, english and a little latin.] 

James looked at Dorcas, who shrugged then back at Regulus. 

"Tu parles francais?" [Do you speak French?] Regulus asked. 

James looked between Dorcas and Regulus again. "Je?" [I.] 

Regulus burst out laughing. "I said, I speak french, english and a little latin. And I then asked if you speak french, which is obvious that you don't." 

"Why the fuck do you know latin?" 

"I grew up in a fucked up household." Regulus responded.

Dorcas spoke up. "I know not to add anything to this but Reg actually taught me french and I already know my moms side of the family language." 

James looked at her. "I speak Spanish.." 

"Sweet." Regulus mumbled.

"Oh, that reminds me, if you are not busy tonight at six, the bakery hosts a cooking class if you want to come round." James whisered.

"Count me in, then." Regulus grinned. 

James smiled. "Alright, see you at six, I have to go.."

Regulus watched as James left is home before turning back to fface Dorcas. "Do you want to come with me to theres or not?" 

"I honestly don't mind."

Sirius didn't need to be told twice and swiftly turned away on the spot and walked out of his former childhood home. The home that he and Regina, Regulus would roam the corridors and play. Where he and Regina, Regulus would piss off their older cousins. Bellatrix, Andromeda and Narcissa. Where he was informed of each death of the people he cared about most. 

First was Andromeda, his favourite cousin. She had ran away to live with a supernatural, a shapeshifter. It was reported back a year later that she was dead yet no funeral was held, there was no awareness of it in the daily paper. 

Next was Bellatrix, his mentally deranged cousin, the one who taught him what it meant to like the same gender. She had managed to piss off her parents and his mother causing her to be sent away. The next day, they were told that a vampire had killed her. It would have been believed if the letters weren't found out to the Crouchs.

Last was Regina, Regulus, his sister, brother. His younger brother. The one who he had taught to spin daggers, how to set traps, how to decieve, lie, pickpocket. His was alive one day, next day gone. It was the only family member that the house of Black thoroughly searched for. 

It was only him and Narcissa the final heirs to the fortune of the house of Black, until today. He had failed her, it was only her left, her and her stupidly blonde husband, the one so desperate for a child, a son.

Sirius didn't look behind him as he stepped out of the house of Black. He simply walked to his truck and drove away once again, his eyes blindly filling with tears. He had failed Regulus. He had left Narcissa all alone with the shit show of the house, its portraits, its fucked up members. 

Then yet again, he was free from the clasps of the house. He was free, free to express himself.  

Sirius started to drive, where? He hadn't decided, he didn't want to go to Marlene's, not yet anyway and nor was her house nearby. A thought popped into his head and started to drive to the only place that was nearby.

"Fuck, Lupin." Barty shouted as he caught Remus for the fifth time. "I'm calling a fucking taxi." 

Remus scrunched his nose and gritted his teeth. "I'm fine." 

"Your face is getting paler by the second, now lean against that tree!" Barty exclaimed.  

"Barty, my flat is five minutes away." He points over to his flat building. "It's right there. I'll manage."

"You certain? I don't mind spending £7.50 to turn a five minute walk which will probably take us longer, into a short two minutes." 

Remus smiled. "I'm certain."

"Alright then." Barty stuck out his arm which Remus accepted and linked between his. "Ready?" 

"You're treating this like the end of the world." Remus laughed.

"Like you'd be useful in the end of the world." Barty retorted.

"Oh, go fuck yourself." Remus mumbled.

Barty sighed. "I told you that I'd do that later." 

Remus chuckled before clutching his side with his spare hand. 

"Fucking idiot you are." Barty grumbled as he slowly started to drag Remus behind.

The pair walked in a comfortable silence until Barty broke it.

"You know, I've just broken up with my boyfriend, before I met you, just a few hours before." Barty whispered.

"Oh, I'm sorry." 

Barty shrugged. "It's not your fault, you daft dimbo. It's mainly my fucking fathers." 

"I'm sorry but you've called me a 'fucking plonker' a 'buttercup' and now a 'daft dimbo', what should I expect now?" 

Barty rolled his shoulders. "You should expect to be standing outside your building. Now what floor you on?"

"Floor three but they have an elevator." Remus said as they walked inside and slowly walked over to the elevator. "Which is working." He laughed as the pair stepped inside and clicked the third floor.

Barty leant against the railing. "You're a nice person, Lupin." 

Remus grinned. "So are you, Crouch." 

The elevator door and Barty helped Remus to his flat, to only see a hooded figure by the door. Slowly, the person too off their hood.

"Sirius?"  Remus asked as a frown fell upon his face.

"Crouch?" Sirius said.

"Black?" Barty raised a brow. "What are you doing here?" 

"Could ask you the same, couldn't I?" Sirius retorted. "You found a new victim. Be aware, you've picked a half-breed. Greyback's own." 

Remus shuddered at the name but quickly regained his injured composure.  "You come to try and kill me again?" 

Sirius laughed. 

Barty shook his head. "I thought you weren't allowed to do that shit anymore when your feelings got in the way." 

Sirius rolled his eyes. "You know my mother and how she would fail without me."

"Clearly not, if she's turning you into a fucking black dog." Remus grumbled. 

Sirius jumped forwards towards Remus only to have Barty jump in front of him. 

"Lupin, you fucking idiot, I have the best fucking reason to kill you now!" Sirius shouted through gritted teeth.

You've already failed so I doubt you'll actually kill him." Barty whispered. "Now, how about we go inside, Remus' flat?" 

Remus tightly nodded and Sirius turned and opened the door. 

"That was locked!" Remus shouted in disbelief.

Sirius stuck up a bobby pin. "You'll need a new lock now." He grumbled as  he walked inside

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Barty allowed the pair to walk in first before you walked inside. 

"I take it you two have met." Barty stated.

Remus rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't need a detective to see that, would you." He grumbled through gritted teeth. 

"Obviously not." Barty whispered under his breath only to receive a look from Sirius.

"You do fucking realise, Lupin, that you have fucked up my life?" Sirius laughed.

Remus' body shook with laughter. "Only a fool would blame someone else and it appears you are the fool in this circumstance." 

Sirius stepped forwards only to have Barty stand in front of him. Sirius stepped past him. "Oh, I am the fool. Oh, Lupin I do not think you realise the circumstance you are in. I can take out both of you in a matter of seconds and then I would have a fucking vampire and werewolf added onto my slaughter list."

"What?" Remus and Barty asked in sync before looking at each other with a confused expression.

Sirius barked a laugh. "You're keeping secrets from your best friends, the both of you, it doesn't seem like a good look to me."

"Last time I checked you don't tell a person you have just met and claimed to be your friend, everything about yourself straight away, but it is obvious that you are not aware of such thing providing us with the knowledge that you do not know what it is like to have or even maintain a friendship." Remus paused and allowed Sirius to retort, he didn't. Remus continued. "Now, Black, why are you at my flat and what do you want?" 

"Can... Can he leave whilst I ask you?" Sirius asked.

"You promise not to kill or harm each other?" Barty asked.

Sirius gritted his teeth. "I failed the first and second time, didn't I?" 

Remus nodded and bowed his head slightly, which Barty took as the gesture to leave. "I'll be outside." Barty muttered as he walked out.

"What is it then?" Remus asked.

"I need help." 

Once James had arrived back home and had gotten dressed, he checked the time, it was ten thirty, meaning he had roughly just about enough time, to arrive at his and Remus' bakery and make the croissants, pain au chocolats and whatever sweet treats that were on the menu for what to make. 

James quickly grabbed a granola bar and ran out the door. It was a short ten minute trip to the bakery, the sun and moon, and depending on the weather, James would either walk or jump into the car to get there but it also would depend on his mood and what he would be making that day. Today, he jumped into the car and made the trip shorter. 

Once he had arrived at the bakery and was inside, his phone started to vibrate in his pocket. It was Lily. James answered the phone.

"Hello." 

"Hiya, James. I was wondering if you're doing anything." Lily replied.

"Oh, I'm at the bakery." 

"Do you think I could pop round?" She asked.

"Sure, just be certain to call me when you're here, the doorbell isn't working." James replied.

"Got it, thank you." 

"No problems, Lils. Everything ok?" 

"Yeah. Pandora's going out, doesn't want me to come." 

"Oh." 

"It doesn't bother me though." Lily said. "I'll see you in a minute though." 

"See you soon, Lils." 

James put down his phone and sprinkled some flour onto the worktop after he had washed his hands and slowly started to knead out the dough. Slowly he split the dough into segments before rolling the segments into croissant shapes. He did the same with the finger buns, bread rolls and with the pain au chocolats, he placed two thick layers of belgium milk chocolate. He put the croissants in the oven first. 

James' phone rang once again. It was Lily, James declined the call and went over and unlocked the door for Lily to come inside. 

"You alright?" James asked as he looked at Lily. 

Lily quickly wrapped her  arms round James. "A bit stressed that's all and tired." 

"Wanna  talk about it? Or are you here to release your stress with the power of baking?" James asked with a chuckle.

"Second option." She replied as she let go of James. "Is something burning?" 

"No?" 

Lily rolled her eyes as she walked into the kitchen. "That sounds confident." 

James shook his head and followed behind her. "Nothing's burning." 

"That is ashame, if the bakery burnt down, I was planning on replacing you." Lily replied.

James smirked. "And you'd call it the 'Blooming bakery', wouldn't you?" 

"Now, I would." Lily exclaimed as she walked over to the rolled out pain au chocolats and started to roll them into their shape.

The oven pinged and James slowly pulled out a tray of cooked, golden brown croissants. 

Lily eyed them carefully and then watched James take two off the tray and place them on the counter beside the oven. He gestured for Lily to turn on the lights on the shelves as he slowly walked forwards with the tray of croissants. 

"Are those ours?" She asked, tilting her head towards the ones on the counter. 

James smiled. "Yes, do you want butter or jam with it?" 

"Jam please." 

Pandora was upstairs in her room when someone knocked on her bedroom door. It was Evan. 

"Do you still have those POA for the day things?" Evan asked.

Pandora slightly frowned. "The plan of the day? Well the plan of the day was that I was going to send Lily out the house so I could go buy her an engagement ring."

"Do you think I could come with  you?" 

"I see no reason for why you can't, just wear a cap orr something..." Pandora started.

"So I'm somewhat disguised, yeah I got it." Evan mumbled.

"When you go out for a kill or whatever, wear a hat or a scarf or sunglasses or mask." Barty explained. "You are presumed dead now anff if you get found then that's when the questions come about." 

Evan nodded. "What do you usually wear?" 

"It depends on the weather, hats and scarves and shit like that in the winter, masks for spring for pollen, sunglasses and caps in the summer and in autumn umbrellas."  Barty replied.

"That sounds stupid." Evan laughed.

Barty smirked and nudged him in the ribs. "That's because it is." 

"Do you think I could borrow some of your...?" Evan didn't get to finish his question.

"Yes, you dickhead, course you can. We look like we're the same size so I was sorting through the clothes I thought you'd wear that were mine." 

"Barty, you didn't have to do that." Evan mumbled as his cheeks slowly became a light shade of pink.

"Of course I did, it's made you look flustered which is a surprising good luck on you." 

"Earth to Evan!" Pandora said with a slightly more raised tone. 

"Y... yeah." He spluttered.

"You zoned out." She laughed.

"Oh, sorry. I'll go tell Lily the plans and I'll wait for you downstairs." Evan muttered as he left her room and started to walk downstairs.

Once he had arrived downstairs and walked into the living room, he told Lily that he and Pandora were going out. She didn't ask why, just nodded and Evan slowly sat down o the sofa as the room filled with silence. 

"You know?" Evan said, breaking the silence. "My sister is lucky to have you. I know I haven't been or see her for some years but you really make her happy. Thank you." 

Lily smiled. "Thank you, I'm going to go get dressed, I'm going to pop round the bakery." 

Evan nodded and watched her leave. Shortly after, Pandora was inn the living room doorway.

"You ready?" 

"Coming." Evan said as he placed on a cap and pulled out sunglasses from this pocket and put them on.

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"What is it that you want?" Remus asked with a sigh.

Sirius scrunched up his nose. "I fucked up." 

"And you came back to me?" Remus asked impatiently.

"Let me finish." Sirius said through gritted teeth. "Like I said I fucked up. My beloved mother has kicked me out of the house." Remus' eyes widened and Sirius let out a cold chuckled when he realised before continuing. "I went to a friend of mine and she asked how, I've got her under the belief that my mother was homophobic so I told her that my mother found out you and I were a thing." 

"We are not anything!" Remus shouted.

"Let me fucking finish, Lupin before you start shouting and make Crouch feel the need to come back in here." Sirius stated. "Now, she wants us to go on a double date or some shit."

"You really are fucked up, Black." Remus laughed coldly. "And you think I'm going to do that?"

"Oh no, Lupin that is the part you do not understand, you have no choice. You are going to do this. You do not get a say as this is your fucking fault." Sirius stated with a low chuckle. "It's one favor as well, suck it up and do it for me."  

"Say please, Black and I may consider it." Remus said with a smile.

Sirius scrunched up his nose and rolled his eyes. "Want me to beg as well? On my knees?" 

"Now, I do. Yes." Remus replied as his smile grew into a grin. "You fell into that one."

Sirius went down on his knees. "Please. Lupin, will do you me this one favour, that will spare your life, for me." 

"Yes. I will, we're setting up boundaries though." Remus replied after a second of hesitation. 

"Thank you." 

Barty slowly walks back into the flat and looks between Remus and Sirius before bursting out into laughter. Sirius looked at him and quickly got off his knees and glared at Barty.

"I wasn't expecting the heir of Black to be on his knees for someone." Barty sneered.

"Nor did I." Sirius replied.

Remus grinned even more. "I'm just an exception, aren't I, cariad?" Remus looked over at Sirius.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Sirius asked as he glared at Remus.

Barty rolled his eyes. "I'm going now, so you can eye fuck later. Just no killing each other." Barty grumbled as he walked out of Remus' flat. 

"Not even a goodbye, so rude. It meant love by the way." Remus said.

Sirius shook his head. "Don't call me that." 

"We're faking dating now, am I right?" 

"Yes..." 

James and Lily had placed all of the baked treats onto the shelves. James had decided that Lily would bring out the baked food whilst he sold it to the customers.

"Are you sure that this isn't poisoned?" Lily laughed as she brought in a tray of freshly baked pretzels and pain au chocolats and placed them into the custom display area. 

Lily received a concerned stare from an elderly woman who was buying a loaf of bread. 

James rolled his eyes and quickly apologized to  the woman he was serving. "I'm certain." He grumbled as he turned back to the woman.  "Now then, Mrs Prewett, the cookies are half price but for you they're on me because you were the kindest and leant me the recipe."  

Lily smiled and walked back into the kitchen and pulled a tray of cobs out the oven and left them on the side to cool. She walked back into the cashier area. 

"I'm not flirting with her before you say anything." James said.

"Wasn't going to say anything." 

"Don't lie to me, Evans." James stated before he and Lily burst out into laughter. Once James had caught his breath from laughing, he continued. "Her husband died round about the same time of my parents and well... She gave me her husbands cookie recipe as she knew I owned a bakery and so I could continue it." 

Lily smiled. "You're a good person, James, too good for the world." 

James looked at her. "What was that?" 

"I said, you're a good person. Now go serve your customers." Lily said with a smile before walking back into the kitchen. 

Evan and Pandora were moderately quiet on the ride up to town. Once in town, Pandora held onto her brother's sleeve and directed him until they reached the shop where Pandora was going to buy Lily's engagement ring from.

A cashier walked over and greeted the pair. "Hello, how may I be of assistance today?" They asked.

"I'm here to buy a engagement ring." Pandora said with a smile.

The cashier smiled back. "It's not everyday you bring you maybe fiance  with you." 

Evan awkwardly laughed. "Well, I'm her brother." 

"Oh, I'll shut up now." The cashier replied, quietly. 

Pandora smiled. "Like I said before, I'm looking for an engagement ring for my girlfriend." 

"Oh, that does make more sense, sorry. Do you have anything in mind?" 

"Cheap and cheerful." Evan said between coughs.

"Is your brother buying the engagement ring for you?" The cashier asked.

"No." Pandora replied with a roll of her eyes. "He's being an idiot, sorry." 

Evan frowned and mouthed to the cashier, 'I'm buying' which caused the cashier to smile.

"Maybe, one with a small diamond?" Pandora replied.

"I'll see if I have that, please feel free to look at the engagement rings on display, also ring size?" 

"Medium." 

"Noted, I'll be right back." The cashier smiled before they walked away.

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Barty was leant up behind a large wheelie bin, in an alley, watching two teenage boys talking about something that reminded him of one of the many conversations that he and Evan had had. It was about growing wings. 

"Do you like Radiohead?"  Evan asked.

Barty scrunched up his nose. "What the fuck is that?" Barty asked back as he lay down next to Evan.

"They're one of my favourite bands."  Evan replied as he gently stroked some of Barty's hair out of his eyes.

"Really?" 

"Yep." Evan replied, popping the p. "I love them, they're a tad bit depressing for some but who fucking cares." 

"Of course it's depressing." Barty smirked. 

"Fuck off, who's your favourite band?"  

"Nirvana is good but I also like Hole."  Barty replied.

"Two good choices, but sadly not as good as Radiohead, in my opinion." Evan added at the end.

"Course not." 

Barty continued to listen in on the boys conversation, it made him feel a pang of guilt as it reminded him of how easily he had just got rid of Evan after being together for years.

"Let down is one of my favourite song from Radiohead."  Evan said with a grin. 

Barty hummed in response.  "What's your favourite song then?" 

"Weird fishes/Arpeggi."

"Weird fishes, that's what its called." 

"Yes." Evan announced with a grin.  

Barty grinned whilst he rolled his eyes before he decided to ask a question. "What's the song that goes on about growing wings?" 

"You mean Let down? " 

"If that goes on about growing wings, then yep." 

"How are you going to grow wings?" Evan asked.

Barty couldn't help but chuckle at one of the boys exaggerations about what type of wings they were going to grow and how they would.

"What do you mean by that?" Barty asked.

Evan rolled his eyes. "The lyric that states that they're going to grow wings, is interpreted differently for others as something they want to gain. Feel. Enjoy. It can be death, freedom, love, success, revenge, vengeance. Anything." 

"Oh, that does make sense now. Mines probably love."  Barty replied.

Evan put a hand to his chest and opened his mouth wide, before speaking. "You have me for that, dipshit. I love you so much." 

"I know that, il mio fiore, [my flower] well now I do." 

"And you always will." 

"What's your growing of wings anyway?" Barty asked with a hint of curiosity in his tone. 

"Death." 

Barty stopped grinning and looked at Evan. "Death?" 

"Yes. It's the same as developing freedom." 

Barty let out a sigh and straighten his posture before walking away from the alley. The boys reminded him too much of himself and the relationship that he had with Evan. It would have hurt to much to have killed them. 

Evan had zoned out to the sound of bustle of customers and was completely focussed on the songs that were being played through the jewellers shop radio. It was one of his and Barty's favourite songs by Radiohead, Let Down. 

"You still going to grow wings through death?" Pandora asked him.

"What?" He replied quickly. "Wait...  How do you know that?" 

"I'm a seer, Ev. I've told you, I saw some of the interactions between you and Barty, don't forget that." She said with a smile.

Evan nodded his head. "It still is." 

"Why death though?"  Barty asked.

"I wouldn't have to suffer no longer, feel pain, feel the need to care  and cry and show emotion if I'm dead. I don't really know how to explain it you know." 

"Fair enough." 

Evan hesitated for a second for asking his question. "Why love?"  

"Did you have loving parents, il mio fiore?" Barty asked.

"They were decent." 

"Did they show you love?" 

"Yes." 

"Well, mine don't, well my mother does, such a sweet soul she is, bless her, she married the wrong man. My father doesn't know what it is to love, only tolerate." Barty grumbled.

Evan looked at him with sympathy in his eyes.  "I'm so sorry." 

"Well you've seen them so I don't know whether to apologise to you." Barty laughed. "We play a game of happy families when you're around."

Evan couldn't help but laugh. 

"We found light in this conversation." 

"Yeah, we have but you didn't tell me why love." 

Barty frowned. "I would just like to feel that family kind of love, the sort where my father tells me he's proud of me, I guess hence why when I grow wings I shall feel love and its overwhelming torture."

"Evan. Stop day dreaming." Pandora stated as she clicked her fingers in front of her brother. 

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The cashier came back with various engagement rings and showed them to Pandora, in the end Pandora picked up a silver, small but visble diamond engagement ring out for Lily, which against her wishes, Evan bought under a fake name.

"How on earth do you have money?" Pandora asked as they walked out of the jeweller. 

Evan grinned. "Magic, I thought your seering abilities would tell you." 

"Well they didn't so, spill." 

"Guess." 

Pandora looked at him before her eyes widened in realisation. "You didn't steal someone's identity did you?" 

"Well they're dead..." Evan started.

"Oh lord, you actually did." 

Evan looked down at the ground sheepishly. "We look kind of the same." 

"That doesn't make it any better." 

Evan shrugged. "That's true." 

"Don't agree with me." Pandora stated back.

"Noted." Evan muttered under his breath. "So where to next?" 

"I'm taking you to Potters bakery." Pandora announced. 

"Is that where Lily is?" Evan asked.

"Yes, I texted her whilst you were day dreaming." 

"This bakery is so dead, where are your customers?" Lily asked as she shoved a pretzel into her mouth.

"None existent but its like that after midday, it just goes really dead." James grumbled as he leant against the counter. 

A comfortable silence filled the bakery between the pair before a person walked in and asked to use the bathroom. Once James had told them where to go, he glared at Lily, who was struggling not to laugh. 

"What?" James grumbled.

Once Lily had gained her composure back, she answered. "I'm just surprised that you aren't used to this yet." 

James' jaw dropped and Lily quickly covered her mouth. James burst out into laughter, whilst Lily stood there in horror.

"It wasn't meant to sound so cruel." She muttered.

James tried to catch his breath through laughing, which failed terribly. "I never knew, Lily Evans was a cruel comedian." He managed to say in between breaths.

"She's usually not." A voice softly said, by the bakery door. 

Both Lily and James looked over to the door, it was Pandora and Evan. Lily quickly moved from behind the counter and ran into Pandora, giving her a tight embrace. Evan shot a quick nod at James, who nodded back. Evan walked over to the food display and started to look at it. James pretended to not be interested in what Evan was looking back.

"If I knew this was how you were going to hug me after not seeing me for a while, I'll start doing this more often." Pandora whispered into Lily's ear.

Lily smiled. "You better not." 

"I won't."

Evan and James started to have a conversation.

"I'm certain I recognise you, you know?" James said.

Evan looked at him then at the floor. "Oh, I don't think I recognise you, sorry." 

James thought for a second before laughing. "You nearly hit me with your van. I remember, you were with someone else."

"I apologise for that." 

"I know, I forgave you." James said. 

Evan smiled before pointing at one off the breads. "What's it called?" 

"It's rye bread." James answered awkwardly.

Evan nodded. "How much is it?" 

"Well its not the freshest, so 85p." 

"Ok then, can I have two pretzels and a loaf of rye bread?" 

"Sure." James said as he started to pack the pretzels and the loaf of rye bread in a bag. "That's £1.55, cash or card?" 

"Cash." Evan muttered as he handed James a two pound coin. "You can keep the change." 

"Thanks."

Evan walked over to Pandora and Lily and offered them a pretzel, Pandora accepted hers with a smile, whilst Lily started to explain how she has already eaten one a little while before. Evan shouted a quick 'Catch' at James and threw the left over pretzel over in his direction which James caught. 

"Well, Lily and I are going to go, are you coming or?" Pandora asked as she and Lily wrapped their arms around each other.

Evan thought for a second. "I think I'll stay." 

Pandora nodded and Lily and Pandora said their goodbyes to Evan and James. 

Evan turned and faced James once they had left. "Do you think you could toast me a few slices?" 

The bathroom door creaked open. "Of course he can, he owns a fucking bakery." 

Evan looked over at the door and didn't know whether to smile or frown. 

"I just can't get enough of you, can I?"

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Regulus Black was bored. Really bored. He had gotten himself all hyped up from Potters bakery lesson invitation he forgot about the hours before that would have to pass by.

Dorcas watched as he slowly paced around the house, she couldn't help but smile to herself.

"Has Regulus been hit by Cupid's bow?" Dorcas asked with a smile.

"Piss off." Regulus replied through gritted teeth.

Dorcas laughed. "Oh you have, haven't you? You actually like him, Reg."

Regulus glared. 

"Let's just hope that isn't your look of love." Dorcas laughed.

Regulus slowly started to laugh. "I hate you, Cas, so much."

"No you don't, you secretly love me." 

"Who put you under that conclusion cause they were incredibly wrong." Regulus replied. "Besides, What's the time?" 

Dorcas rolled her eyes. "Half past four."

Regulus hesitated for a second. "Do you think he would care if I arrived early?"

"No, he wouldn't care, he may be surprised but he'll be happy about it."

Regulus looked at her. "How do you know that?" 

"You could tell when his eyes lit up, he was happy you said you'd go." Dorcas replied.

"So, if I were to go now, he wouldn't mind?" Regulus asked.

Dorcas rolled her eyes again. "Of course he wouldn't care, you moron."

Regulus smiled. "I'm gonna go then."

"Of course you are." Dorcas laughed.

"Bye." 

Regulus sprinted out of the door and started to speed walk down the road to Potters bakery.

"I just can't get enough of you, can I?"

James looked over at the bathroom door, Evan did the same.

"Barty?" Evan asked. 

"Hello, mi amore. It hasn't even been a day and I've found my way back to you. Oh how romantic." Barty softly said. 

James looked at Evan then at Barty then back at Evan again, then the realisation hit him. 

Barty looked over at James. "I apologise for almost running you over again." 

"It's fine." James replied. 

Barty gave him a sad smile before looking back at Evan. "We haven't even been apart for over a day and I already want you back in my arms, how stupid does that sound?" 

"Sounds very stupid. Especially when you were the one who broke it off." Evan stated coldly.

"You knew breaking up with you wasn't intentional, I would never have broken up worth you if my fucked up father didn't get in the way." Barty said back. 

Evan glared at him. "What is it with you and your fucking father? He gets in the way of fucking everything, and do you want to know why? Because you fucking let him, you allow him to do all the things he's done." Evan shouted. 

Evan's word hit Barty like a punch to the gut. 

"Fuck you, Rosier. You know I would never have done anything that man has asked me to." 

"Yet you still fucking did it and you dragged me down with you." Evan replied.

James stood there, gobsmacked. He quickly made a gesture pointing towards the back. "I'm... I'm just g- gonna go back there." He stuttered out. 

Evan quickly shook his head. "You're staying right where you are, so that I have a witness if he goes mental like his father does sometimes." Evan quickly covered his mouth, looking horrified at what he had just said. 

Evan stood firmly against the wall, too scared to move. He stood there helplessly as he watched Barty's father scream and shout at Barty and his mother. He watched as Barty took the hits his father gave and how Barty's mother flinched each time a hit was landed on her son. Evan watched as Barty's father lifted up Barty by his shirt and he quickly moved, he couldn't allow the boy who saved him to be hurt by the man who nearly killed him, that would never sit right with him. 

Barty's father glare at him as Evan moved away from the wall and into the centre of the argument. "You trying to play hero or some shit like that? All because of some lunatic saved your life against my wishes?" 

Barty mouthed a , 'What are you doing?'  at Evan.

"No, sir, I believe its called repaying the favour."  Evan replied.

"Oh is it? You trying to repay him how? Are you trying to stop his daddy from hurting him, you really are pathetic if that's how you are repaying him. You should be getting onto your knees and kiss at both mine and his feet, like we're Gods." Barty's father sneered. 

"Put him down and I will."  Evan replied calmly, trying to hide the shakiness from his tone. 

"Gladly." Barty's father dropped Barty on the floor and Barty quickly stood up beside his father. "Now what are we missing?" 

Evan slowly went down onto his knees and kissed  both of Barty's feet before slowly turning to Barty's father and spat on the ground in front of him. It didn't take Barty's father long to react, he quickly grabbed Evan by the collar of his jumper and threw him against the wall. Before gesturing for his wife to leave. He turned to Barty. "Resta, lui è tuo pasticcio!" [Stay, he's your mess!]

Barty nodded and didn't move until his father left before he ran over to Evan's side. "You're alright, you're alright. Right?" He quickly asked as he lifted up Evan's head.

Evan grinned. "I'm alright. Sorry for getting you and your ma into trouble." 

"Hey, it's fine. Just look me in the eyes for a second, okay?"  Evan looked him in the eyes. "I'm just gonna try something alright. Don't look away not until I say ok." Evan nodded blankly. "You are not going to get on your knees for anyone else but me, even when I asked to by others you are not, you will only get on your knees for me, especially when I ask you to, you do not protest, understood?"

Evan nodded blankly. "Understood."

Barty grinned before looking away. Evan blinked and came out the trance. "What was that?" 

"What was what? I was checking you for injuries, you're fine by the way, you may just feel sore."  Barty replied, innocently.

"That's good." 

"Yeah, let's get you up." Barty said as he helped Evan to his feet.

Evan smiled. "Thanks." 

"No problem, Ev. Just one thing." 

"Yes?" Evan replied.

"Make sure I never turn into my father."  Barty said quietly.

Evan nodded. "I'll make sure of that." 

Barty laughed. "You know all those years we were together, you stuck to making sure that I never turned into him and now only after a day of not being together you think I will turn into. Do you honestly think I was so reliant on you?" 

"You were as reliant on me as I was reliant on you. I wouldn't be surprised if we were each others guide to keeping our sanity in that shit hole." Evan replied. 

"You really think I relied on you, Rosier? You are as pathetic as he thought." Barty sneered.

Evan smiled at him. It was a sad smile. "The years when we were constantly together, you never and would have never had said what you had just said. Barty, you know you needed me." 

"Needed? I didn't need you, not at the start. Then you willing gave yourself to me." 

"When?" 

Barty grinned. "You don't remember do you?"

"Remember what? There was a lot to remember." Evan stated.

"The events after you knelt in front of me and kissed the ground before you spat on the ground in front of my father. You really have no recognition of what I asked you to do for me." 

Evan and James both had the same puzzled look. Evan's was at whatever Barty was explaining whilst James' was at the whole situation and how it was unravelling.

"You didn't ask me to do anything?" Evan said in a confused tone. 

Barty grin grew wider. "Well that's true, I compelled you, demanded you to do something for me whenever I asked and not when others do."

"You sound like you are trying to dramatize whatever you did."   

"That's because I am." Barty shared. "But I do think it is time for the big reveal, mi amore." 

Evan scrunched up his nose in disgust towards the nickname. "Don't call me that."

"Don't like it anymore? What a shame. Now then mi amore, kneel before me." Barty whispered.

Evan did what Barty had said subconsciously and knelt down before him. "What the fuck?" 

James looked between the pair giving confused yet concern glances. "How does that work may I ask?" 

"Oh it is quite simply, when a vampire turns a human into a vampire, like I did to Rosier, the vampire can compel the one they turned, but both Rosier and I can compel you because you are human." Barty responded.

James nodded. 

"Can I get up off my knees?" Evan grumbled.

"Not yet, mi amore but that does remind me, about little Reggie and what he has to do. Now the real question who turned him?" Barty asked. 

"I did, now I know what you are getting at but let's discuss this else where, when he's not here." Evan said.

Barty glared at him. "Then it'll spoil the fun." He whined.

Evan looked at him in disgust. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You're just like him. You're doing all the fucked up shit your father does." 

"Don't bring him into this!" 

"But it's fucking true and you're way to blind if you can't see that." Evan shouted.

"Mi amore, I have always been him, I just hid it from you." Barty knelt down beside Evan. "And I can't fix that. Now just please let us make mad hat Wally happy so  that I make him happy and then I'm leaving this shit hole forever. I'll be growing wings, just like we said we would one day. Please Evan." 

"Barty, I'm not going to do that. You know that I won't compel someone to kill someone. That's not right." Evan explained.

Barty tilted his head up. "You're not wrong, stand up." Barty commanded as he stood up whilst Evan did. "I'm sorry, mi amore. I'm sorry that I dragged you into this mess." Barty made his way to the door but was stopped. 

"What do you mean by Wally?" The person in the door way asked.

Evan and James looked over at the door to see who was asking Barty that question. 

"I'll ask again, what do you mean by Wally?" 

Barty grinned. "Reggie, I mean your Mother." 

James moved quickly from behind the counter to try and get to Regulus, only to be stopped by Evan. 

"You haven't done anything to him, have you? Have either of you?" Regulus asked. 

"No. We haven't." Evan said. "We were leaving, weren't we Barty?" 

Barty nodded. "Come on, mi amore." Evan stiffly walked to his side. "Bye, Reggie." Barty lowered his tone. "We'll soon you very soon." 

Regulus moved away from the cafe door way and walked over to James. "I'm ready for the baking lesson." He said with a small smile.

James returned the smile. "Follow me then." He gently grabbed onto Regulus' hand and walked him into the  kitchen behind the counter.

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Evan and Barty walked out of the cafe in an awkward silence.

"So?" Evan asked.

Barty looked at him. "So what?" 

"What are you going to do?" Evan asked.

"I have a basic plan."

"Which is?" 

"It's not your concern, Rosier." Barty replied.

Evan glared at him. "I know it is not my concern but I've seen what your father is capable of and I know he talks with questionable people who ask him to fulfil their requests and whatever. So what's your basic plan?" 

"I'll meet a friend, stay there for a while, no harm will come of it." Barty replied. "Stop worrying about me, Rosier. You don't need to." 

"I want to, though. I've known you for a long while, you can't expect me to stop caring for you." Evan paused before he continued. "I'm not like that, you know I'm not." 

"I know." Barty said with a small smile. "Where are you going to go?" 

"Back to my sister, we made up, besides she knew I was alive, her seering abilities allowed her to see it." 

Barty nodded. "Well then. Goodbye Evan." Barty said before he started to walk away.

"Barty, I still love you. Don't forget that." Evan shouted. 

Barty turn swiftly around. "I won't and Evan I still love you too." 

Evan smiled at him and turned away and started to walk the opposite way down the street. Barty began to walk the other way when he stopped, turned around and quickly walked over to Evan, turning him around to face him before kissing him. One of Barty's hands was gripped to Evan's waist scared to let go whilst the other held his hand. Evan's free hand found its way into Barty's hair and tangled itself within a few strands. 

Barty pulled away first, letting go of Evan's waist and hand and moved a few steps back. "Sorry." He muttered.

"It's ok." 

"I shouldn't have..." Barty was cut off by thee fact that Evan had put his index finger to his lips. 

"I said it's ok." Evan whispered.

Barty shook his head and moved Evan's finger. "It's not. We're not meant to be together, not anymore, not ever again." 

"What was your father's reason for us not being together anymore?" Evan asked.

"I'm supposed to continue the bloodline." Barty paused before he continued. "I'm meant to get married and have heirs and shit. And I can't do that with you can I?"

Evan nodded. "You can't do that with me. That doesn't mean we can't stop loving each other." 

"I know but what if we keep the relationship secret and someone finds out, they can use that against me and hurt you and I don't think i would be able to forgive myself if that ever happens." Barty explained.

"Then we'll make sure it never does, we'll make sure we never get caught." Evan said. 

Barty smiled at him. "It wouldn't work, mi amore. You and I both know that." 

"You're right, just do forget that I love you, Barty." 

"I won't and make sure you don't forget that I love you too Evan." Barty stated. 

"I won't don't worry." Evan smiled before he continued. "Try and stay in touch, alright?" 

"Alright, I prom-" Barty was cut off by Evan. 

Evan shook his head. "Don't promise, just say you'll try." 

"I'll try and stay in touch." Barty said. 

Evan nodded. "I love you." 

"Ti amo." Barty said before both he and Evan exchanged nods and walked their separate ways. 

Evan didn't look back, just kept walking util he arrived back at Pandora's and Lily's house. He knocked on the door and waited for either Pandora or Lily to open the door and let him inside. Once Pandora allowed him inside, he sat down idly on the stairs and began to repeat the events that had just happened in the cafe and with Barty. 

Barty turned around and watched as Evan walked down the street and turned the corner until he was out of eyesight. Barty followed afterwards, not to catch up to him but to make sure he got wherever he was going to safe and also so that he knew where Evan was in case of emergency. He watched as Evan entered his sisters house and then turned around and started to walk away.

Remus was on his bed whilst Sirius walked around his flat looking for something to eat. Sirius walked out of Remus' kitchen with a chocolate crepe and leant against the wall.

"Do you not know why supermarkets exist?" Sirius asked. 

Remus lifted his head up and looked at Sirius. "I know why supermarkets exist." Remus grumbled.

"Do you?" Sirius asked.

Remus slowly nodded.

"And why do they exist?" 

"So you can buy food and other necessities." Remus replied.

"Good, you know why they exist. So why don't you have any food in this shit hole?" Sirius exclaimed. 

Remus glared at him. "What the fuck is that in your hand? A chocolate crepe, which surprise is a food." Remus stated sarcastically.

"No shit, I meant proper food, Lupin." 

"I knew what you meant. Besides, why are you even hanging around here, go home or something. I get that we are fake dating and shit but that doesn't mean you have to stay here and to be quite frank I don't want you here." 

Sirius took a deep breath and smiled. "Very pleasant, are you not? Besides, I can't go home, I've been disowned and kicked out." 

"Oh yeah. I'm blessed with your company. Don't you have anyone you can stay with?" Remus asked. 

"No." The lie rolled of Sirius' tongue easily. He knew he could stay at Marlene's but also knew she wouldn't be much help compared to Remus and also knew that Remus was the only one, besides from Crouch, that knew about the turning into a dog issue. 

"Who's the friend that wants us to double date then?" Remus replied.

Sirius sighed, knowing that he had been caught out. "Well you're the only friend I can trust with the fact that I'll be turning into a dog every other Wednesday." 

Remus nodded. "Just so you know, the fact that you may be staying here for a while, we're halving the rent and the bills between us and you'll be paying for your own food and shit." 

"Of course." Sirius grinned. "Now, I'm going to go get some food for this shit hole you call your flat." 

"Our flat now." Remus corrected. 

"I refuse to call this shit hole my flat." Sirius stated firmly.

Remus rolled his eyes. 

"Don't roll your eyes at me." Sirius paused before he continued.  "You take a nap or whatever, just don't die and then we can talk about the boundaries we're to set up." 

Remus opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by Sirius.

"There is nothing that you can protest, that is the plan and you are going to stick to it, Lupin. No buts, no protests, no nothing." 

Remus rolled his eyes. "You're treating me like a child." 

"Well it's even that or I treat you like a mutt, make you decision." Sirius stated. 

"I hate you so much." Remus grumbled.

"I hate you too." Sirius replied as he walked out of Remus' flat to buy food. 

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Barty wasn't supposed to have friends nor connections other than the ones his parents gave to him, he knew what would happen to them if his father found out, that's why he tried to minimalize the amount of friends he had outside of his father's selected few and the way Barty befriended his last friend would be questioned upon heavily.  The memory made Barty chuckle when he thought of it.

Barty leant over the dead body in front of him, he had  drained them clean just like how he was asked to when someone coughed. Barty quickly looked over to the entrance of the alley and saw someone standing there. He quickly started to walk over to them, the person did the same. They met in the middle of the alley. 

The person didn't look impressed. "You know you could have done that a little closer to the end of the alley where there are no lights?" 

"Yes?" Barty replied in a confused tone as he looked at the person with a confused expression.

"You really must do this often." The person stated. "I see you walk into the restaurant alone and out with someone and e next day they are either declared missing or are dead." 

"How do you know that, sweetheart?" Barty asked trying to fix his guard that he had dropped.

"First of all, don't sweetheart me and secondly, I was the one that served you today, remember?" The person said as they stepped into a pool of light. 

Barty nodded. "I remember, you've served me a few times now. Your name card says you're Mary M." 

"Correct, and you are?" 

Barty hesitated for a second before responding. "Barty."

Mary smiled. "Funny name."

"I've been told."

"Don't bother doing that compelling shit on me and whatever else. I won't tell anyone." Mary stated.

"I won't then." Barty replied, slightly gobsmacked. "You owe me something in return though." 

"I'm sorry. What? How?" Mary asked.

Barty grinned. "Because I should be compelling you to forget, not just putting my faith and trust into your hands." 

"Fine." Mary sighed. "You need my phone number?" 

"Yeah." Barty replied as he stuck out his hand for her phone. Mary opened her phone and gave it him. Barty quickly typed in his number and saved it for her and sent a quick, 'Hi'', Mary rolled her eyes and took her phone back off him.

"Well, I best go back to work, bye Barty." Mary said as she started to walk back to the front off the alley. "Oh yeah and wipe your mouth." She smiled.

Barty quickly nodded and wipe his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "Bye, Mary." 

Barty grinned as he remembered how the interaction went down, it was amusing in a way. Before he knew it, he had arrived at Mary's house. He opened the door, not bothering to knock and walked into her house, after he closed the front door.

"Mary?" He called.

"Yeah?" A voice replied from the kitchen. 

Barty nodded his head and walked to the kitchen. He had been in Mary's house times before from when he and his father had, had an argument and Barty wanted to space. 

"Hi." Mary said as he walked into the kitchen. 

Barty quickly surveyed the room and took notice that there was a blonde and a black haired boy sitting at the kitchen table. "Hi?" 

"Take a seat. On your right, the blonde, is Peter and the other is Severus." Mary stated. "Coffee?" 

"Yeah thanks." Barty answered as he went over and shook hands with Peter and Severus. 

Mary smiled. "Has that made you smile, Sev?" Mary joked.

"Piss off." Severus joked back as he rolled his eyes.

Peter shook his head. "You coffee drinkers are weird." 

"Hey." Barty and Severus said at the same time. 

"See?" Peter replied.

Mary walked over and placed Barty's coffee on the coaster in front of him. 

Barty nodded his head at Mary as a thanks. "You can continue talking about whatever it was before." Barty said.

Peter smiled at him. "So, the party you're planning?"

"You ever baked before?" James asked.

Regulus shook his head. "No, my mother thought I would blow up the kitchen."

James tried to cover up his laugh with a cough, which failed dismally.

Regulus smiled at him. "You can laugh, it's funny." Regulus said. "Also, I need to be gone by quarter past five because of the meal." 

"Understood, you going with Cas?" James asked.

Regulus hesitantly nodded. "So what are we baking?"

"Chocolate brownies." James answered. 

Regulus nodded. "What ingredients do we need?" 

"Chocolate, obviously, caster sugar, eggs, cocoa powder, butter and plain flour." James replied.

"I know that." Regulus rolled his eyes. "What are the measurements for each?"

"Turn around genius, it's behind you." James laughed.

Regulus turned around and found all the ingredients and the correct measurements behind them, placed neatly in a line with the recipe next to it. Regulus shook is head and started to do what the recipe said. James decided to not help Regulus unless he asked for it. James had also placed the equipment on the side so that Regulus could access it easier. 

"What song did you sing me?" James asked.

Regulus quickly turned around with chocolate on his fingers. "You remember that?" Regulus quickly asked in response.

James nodded. "I remember asking the question and I know you sung something, just that part is blurred." 

"Oh. I sung a French song." Regulus answered.

"What one?" James asked.

"It's a shit one, besides the whole song is offkey and I sung it more offkey than the original song." Regulus said.

"Nothing can sound offkey when you're singing it." James stated.

Regulus' jaw dropped. 

James grinned. "You know if you were able to blush, I bet you, you would be right now." 

"You are charming James Potter."

"So I've been told." James replied.

Regulus shook his head and went back to making the chocolate brownies. From that, the room fell into a comfortable silence with only Regulus asking which gas mark the brownies should go on. Once Regulus had taken the cooked brownies out of the oven and on the side, he cut out a square and left it on the side for James. He then looked down at his watch and saw that the time was five o'clock. James walked round the kitchen and turned off the gas and then the kitchen light. 

"I best be off." Regulus said as he started to walk out the kitchen with the finished brownies.

James nodded. "Let me walk you out." The pair walked to the bakery door. 

"Alright then." Regulus said awkwardly. "You going home?" 

"Yeah." 

"Hm." Regulus went on his tip toes and kissed James on the cheek. "Come with Dorcas and I tonight, Bellatrix and Rita seemed like they wanted you to come. That is of course if you have nothing to do." 

James' cheeks went pink. "I'll come with you and Cas."

Regulus smiled at him and held onto James' wrist. James turned and flicked off the lights before he turned back to face Regulus. "Ready?" 

"Ready." James replied as he and Regulus walked out of the bakery. James locked the bakery's door before they started to walk back.

Marlene was drunk. She had already finished one bottle of white win and now had started on the gin. Marlene opened her phone and her thumb lingered over the call button to Cassiopeia, the girl who looked so much and reminded her so much of her Dorcas Meadowes. Her love, who was taken too quickly from her. Marlene plucked up her courage and clicked on the call button. After three rings, Cassiopeia (Dorcas) picked up.

"Hello?" 

"Hi, it's me. Marlene." Marlene said, trying hard to not slur her words. 

"Hello, sorry, you confused me there for a second. How are you?" Cassiopeia asked.

Marlene laughed. "I'm good, I've just downed a whole bottle of white wine." 

"Cool, I'm not much of a drinker." Cassiopeia replied.

"Nor am I, I just felt like letting myself relax for a bit. Besides, white wine does shit to me, you know?" Marlene stated.

"I know." Dorcas whispered. 

"Pardon?" Marlene asked. "Did you say something?" 

"I said, I know what you mean, happens to me when I drink any type of win." Cassiopeia said. 

"Besides, how are you?" 

"I'm fine, just waiting for a friend to get back because I have to go over to his cousins for a meal." Dorcas replied.

"Aw. You could've been coming around to hang out with me." Marlene muttered.

"I would prefer that." Dorcas said. "But I offered to go with him." 

"That makes sense, Dorcas." 

"What?" Dorcas quickly asked. 

"Sorry, you just remind me of a friend, Dorcas. I loved her." Marlene said as she felt her eyes sting with tears.

"There's no need to apologise, this Dorcas sounded very dear to you." Cassiopeia said.

"She was." Marlene replied as she wiped the falling tears from her eyes. "I'm going to go now, enjoy your meal." 

"Bye." 

Marlene hung up the phone and started to weep into the pillow next to her, hoping that one day her love would come back to her.  

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Remus was woken up when Sirius arrived back with the shopping. "You're lucky I'm from a rich family." Sirius shouted, waking up Remus.

Remus groaned. 

Sirius walked into the room Remus was sleeping in. "I'm not your personal slave, you can put the shopping way."

Remus nodded and slowly got out of bed and slowly walked into the kitchen and started to put the shopping away.

"There's a present in there for you too." Sirius said with a grin. 

Remus rolled his eyes and proceeded to put away the food Sirius had bought until he came across a dog leash. Remus lifted it up and looked at Sirius.

Sirius grinned at him. "I thought it would be nice fir you to have when you become an uncontrollable mutt once a moon." 

"I feel blessed." Remus replied sarcastically. 

"Good, there's a dog collar in the bag too, I'm hoping it fits you." Sirius sneered.

Remus threw the dog leash and collar at Sirius, who caught it. "You should keep it then." 

"So rude. It wouldn't be your present then." Sirius replied.

"I don't want it to be my present." Remus stated through gritted teeth. 

Sirius faked a gasp and put his hand to his chest. "The shop doesn't do refunds." 

"Good."

"Does the mutt inside you or whatever always make you so emotionally rude and sad?" Sirius asked.

"You are seriously shit with emotions, aren't you Black." Remus stated.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Once again my question stands and Lupin, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that. Feel free to give me some tips, which I won't use." 

Remus rolled his eyes and went back to putting away the shopping Sirius had bought. A silence had formed in the kitchen until Remus broke it.

"Chocolate." Remus said as he lifted up the bar of chocolate. "This for you?" 

Sirius nodded. "Course it's for me, you can't have it because of your lycanthropy." Sirius stated confidently.

"Wrong. I can have it, I eat it most of the time." Remus corrected Sirius.

Sirius looked at him, confused. "I read that-." 

"The book was wrong, a person not in the form of a werewolf can eat chocolate, only when they are in the form of the werewolf is when they can't eat it." Remus said.

"How did you figure that out?" Sirius asked, hesitantly.

"I read that too. Supposedly if you feed chocolate to a wolf it poisons them and kills them, I got desperate and wanted to see if I could kill the mutt when I was me, it didn't work. So I keep hoping that if I eat more and more." Remus stopped and quickly put the chocolate away. 

"Do you have anyone you can talk to about it?" 

"No, my friends don't know. My Dad has only just got back in contact with me and then you, you're probably faking the fact that you care." Remus said with a dry chuckle. 

Sirius straightened himself up and went back to his stoic facial expression, knowing he had let Remus see that he cared for him. "How did you guess?" 

"Magic." 

"You can have the chocolate." Sirius said after a second. "I don't mind." 

"Split?" Remus asked, slightly shocked.

"Yes. Now get the chocolate, a notebook and a pen and I'll meet you in your bedroom where we can plot and write down our boundaries and how we are going to pull being a fake couple." Sirius stated as he made his way over to Remus' bedroom.

Remus shook his head whilst he grabbed the items Sirius had asked for. "So, is this our first date?" He joked as he walked into his own room, where Sirius sat straight on the corner of his bed.

"No, its our third. Our first was I trying to kill you, the second was I turning into a dog and somehow ending up in the same bed as you and this is our third." Sirius corrected. 

"Ok then. Wait, you don't remember what you did as a dog?"  Remus asked.

"I do, I was just confused and tired. Also dog's are colour blind and I had to find that out the hard way. Besides, I was seeking warmth, like a dog does and ended up in the same bed as you." Sirius paused before continuing. "And no one is ever going to know that."

Remus nodded in agreement. "Your eyesight okay?" 

"Yes, why?" 

"I was curious, if this dog is apart of you, you may start adapting to its senses its great sense of smell but you may also go colour blind." Remus said.

"Yeah, but that's not possible right? It'll all end when the curse is up, right?" Sirius asked frantically.

"I don't know." 

Sirius quickly stood up and grabbed onto Remus' t-shirt. "Tell me that'll it end and not consume me for the rest of my life. Please." Sirius begged as he shook Remus, causing him to drop the chocolate, pen and notebook on the floor. 

"Sirius, it'll be ok. I promise, I can help you through it. From what you've said, you're the one in control, just doing what a normal dog does. You'll be okay that way, I promise. Sirius, you're going to be okay." Remus said softly as he gently placed his hands on Sirius' wrists and moving them off his shirt. "Just take a seat, okay. I'm going to get you a drink." Remus said as he guided Sirius back down to the bed. 

Sirius quickly grabbed at Remus' wrist, causing Remus to wince when the silver on Sirius' rings burnt into his skin. "Stay, no water. Just stay." 

Remus nodded and sat down next to Sirius and didn't utter a word. 

Pandora and Lily were snuggled up on the sofa watching a romance film when Evan walked in through the front door. 

"You're back then." Pandora announced as Lily paused the film.

Lily smiled at him as he walked into the living room. "There's some left over food if you want it, its lasagna, if you like it." 

Evan smiled back at her. "One of my favourites." He muttered as he went and retrieved the left overs. When he came back, he looked up at the film on the TV. "One of Pandora's favourites?" 

"Yeah." Lily replied before she planted a kiss onto Pandora's cheek.

"Do you know the amount of times, I used to watch this with her?" Evan asked.

Pandora laughed. "Don't, it's honestly funny, I had to beg her to watch it tonight." 

"17 times. Because she had a crush on the female main character." Evan said.

Lily looked at her. "I don't blame you. She is cute." 

"You can talk, you liked the male main characters friend." Pandora retorted. 

"Don't blame me." Evan said defensively as he took a bite of the lasagna. "This is wonderful." 

"Thanks." Lily replied. "It's a family recipe." 

Evan hummed in response as the room fell back into a comfortable silence. Pandora unpaused the romance film and the three sat in silence as the film continued. Once the film had finished, Pandora looked at Lily. "Do you want to go on a walk with me?" 

"Sure." Lily replied as she stood up and helped Pandora up and slipped her hand into Pandora's. "Lead the way, my love." 

Pandora smiled. 

"If I were to ever propose, I'd do it on a walk." Pandora stated. 

Evan looked at her. "Why?" 

"Just imagine proposing to the person you love, on a nice walk under the stars. It would be so memorable and then you could tell your kids and grandkids on how you proposed to your lover." Pandora explained.

"Fair enough." Evan replied. "I wouldn't propose like that." 

"I know you wouldn't." 

"I'd propose over a glass of wine at a nice fancy restaurant. I'd make a toast and at the end of it end with, and to the new beginni ngs, blah blah blah, will you marry me." Evan stated.

"What cuisine?" Pandora asked.

"Italian." Evan replied after a moment of thought. 

"Sounds good, let's promise each other that's how we'll propose t o our future lovers." 

"Agreed." Evan replied. 

Evan grinned at the thought as he watched Pandora slip the engagement ring into her pocket and walk out of the door holding Lily's hand. 

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Regulus slowly closed the front door to his and Dorcas' house quietly, before quickly looking for Dorcas.

"Dorcas. Cas. Cassie. Where the fuck are you?" Regulus shouted as he looked into the living room to find that she wasn't there.

"Upstairs." She replied. "I'll be down in a sec." 

"Good, hurry up." Regulus said as he sat down on the sofa.

When Dorcas walked down the stairs and turned to walk into the living room, she found Regulus bouncing in his seat. "What's up?" 

"He's coming to the dinner with us!" Regulus exclaimed, jumping out of his seat. "I asked and he said he would. James is going to come with us to Rita's and Bella's." 

Dorcas smiled and hugged Regulus tightly. "I don't think I've seen you this happy in a while." Dorcas whispered. 

"Yeah, well. I really like him- I mean his company." Regulus quickly said. 

The door bell rang and Regulus quickly turned his head. "That must be him." Regulus said as he let go of Dorcas and speeded to the front door and opened it.

Dorcas followed after, shaking her head slightly as she watched Regulus embraced James. She locked eye contact with James.

"He really likes you, James. I wonder what you've done to him." Dorcas said with a smile, maintaining eye contact with James.

James nervously laughed. "I haven't done anything. I promise." 

Regulus rolled his eyes. "I like his company, Cas I already told you that." Regulus stated as he let go of James.

"You've said." Dorcas muttered under her breath. "Now go get changed into something nicer than that." Dorcas pointed at Regulus' outfit.

Regulus nodded and walked up the stairs.

Dorcas gestured for James to follow her into the living room and for him to take a seat. James did so.

"You look nice." James said with a smile, trying to ease the forming tension.

Dorcas smiled. "Thank you, you do too. You do remember Bellatrix and Rita, right?"

James nodded. "The two women that Reg was talking to outside -." 

"When you were next to him and I was inside here, yes." Dorcas finished his sentence. "Bella is a vampire and I believe that Rita isn't but she writes about vampirism, if I'm correct."

"Rita's a news reporter and journalist." James said.

Dorcas nodded. "We'll just wait for Regulus and then we'll go." 

James nodded and waited until Regulus walked down the stairs.

Once Regulus walked down the stairs, Dorcas and James stood up and started to walk to the car. 

"Do you want me to drive?" James asked hesitantly.

Dorcas grinned. "Yes, if that's ok with you." 

James nodded. "Fine by me. You two can fight over who sits in the front if you want to." James muttered as he took the keys off Dorcas. 

Regulus quickly locked the door and started to speed walk to the front passenger seat. Dorcas rolled her eyes.

"You really are a lovesick fool." Dorcas laughed as she got into the back seat of the car.

"I am not." Regulus stated.

The car ride to Bellatrix's and Rita's house was quiet, with only Dorcas complaining about the songs playing on the radio and Regulus giving James the directions to their destination. Sometimes James would throw in a 'thanks love' or 'babe' each time Regulus would give him a direction, which only made Regulus look down at the ground.

"Do you think we've made enough food?" Rita asked as she placed a large pot of boiled vegetables onto the dining table that had already been covered in a variety of soups and meats. 

Bellatrix rolled her eyes. "We've made enough food. Now sit down and relax, they'll be here soon." 

"Are you sure it's enough though? What if they don't like it?" Rita asked. 

"You read the books that I left out on the side, you know the food that vampires can and can't eat. And I told you the food that Regulus likes." Bellatrix stated calmly.

"I'm aware of that, I've also wrote articles and journals about it, with you fact checking it, but what if his friend Dorcas or maybe the brunette don't like what is being served?"

"Dorcas lives with Regulus so they probably like the same food and besides we've made quite a lot so they are most likely going to find something they like and want to eat." Bellatrix replied. 

Rita nodded. "True." 

"Now calm down, I can't have my fiancé being a nervous wreck over meeting my cousin and his friends." Bellatrix whispered into Rita's ear before she planted a kiss onto her cheek.  

"I will now." Rita responded as her hand  gently slipped into Bellatrix's. 

"Good." 

When the door bell rang, Rita and Bellatrix walked to the front door, hand in hand, and greeted Regulus, Dorcas and James. The trio was shown into the kitchen by Bellatrix whilst Rita hung up their coats.

"There isn't any designated seating so feel free to sit where you want." Bellatrix announced as she sat down in one of the chairs at the head oof the dining table. 

Regulus sat on the left side of Bellatrix as well as Dorcas. James sat on the right hand side as Rita sat next to Bellatrix at the head of the table. 

"Would any of you like any wine?" Rita asked. 

"Yes, please." Dorcas and Regulus replied in unison. 

Rita nodded and grabbed the wine bottle off of the table and began to pour three glasses of wine and gave them to Bellatrix, Regulus and Dorcas. Rita then grabbed the water pitcher and poured herself a glass of water. 

"Water for you too?" She asked James.

James smiled. "Yes please if you don't mind." 

Rita poured a second glass of water and gave it to James. Once Rita had finished, Bellatrix stood up with her glass. Regulus rolled his eyes.

"I have prepared a toast." Bellatrix announced.

Regulus grinned. "You do know that you don't have to do the whole family tradition of toasts?" Regulus asked.

"I'm aware, but it would feel odd if I don't do one. Anyway, it is rare that Rita and I have guests, especially guests who can stick up with my boisterous behaviour too..." Once Bellatrix finished her toast, she announced that everyone can eat. 

"What's the food?" James asked Rita.

Rita smiled. "In the large pots there is a variety of boiled vegetables and potatoes, in the small pots there is soup, the soups are tomato, chicken, vegetable and butternut squash soup. Then on the platters, there is the meat of course, which is chicken and beef, nothing fancy. If you're a vegetarian, there's tofu which is in the kitchen." Rita said.

"I'm not a vegetarian so there's no need to get it out." James replied as he started to help himself to a bowl of soup like the others did at the table. 

Whilst James helped himself to the butternut squash soup, Dorcas stared at Regulus, confused. "Lequel?" [Which?] She asked as she pointed at the spoons set out in front of her.

Bellatrix laughed. "I am surprised that dear Reggie hasn't taught you table etiquette, knowing that you have lived together for some time." 

Regulus rolled his eyes. "Ignore her, you use the cutlery from outside in. Thee soup spoon is the big spoon and you scoop up the soup pointing away from you." Regulus demonstrated on with his tomato soup. Dorcas nodded and proceeded to eat.  

Once the five of them had finished their starters and had moved onto the main meal, Rita began to question them. 

"How long have you known each other then?" Rita asked. 

Regulus looked at her. "Who? Dorcas and I? Or James?"

"You and Dorcas as well as how long have you known James." Rita said with a small smile. 

Dorcas nodded. "Well I've known Regulus for a few years now, we were friends before we turned into vampires and still remain friends to this very day. Though James is another story."

James let out a nervous laugh. "You say that like it was a mistake getting to know me." 

"She doesn't mean it like that." Regulus butted in. "We've actually only known James for a few days now."

"Only a few days?" Rita and Bellatrix said in sync. 

"And he already knows?" Rita asked. 

"Yes." Dorcas answered sternly.

"And I've apologised for that." Regulus muttered under his breath.

Bellatrix spoke up again. "You could have compelled him to forget." 

"We... I didn't think of that." Regulus stated. "And why didn't you do that to Rita when she found the books you left out?" 

"I didn't feel the need to." Bellatrix said.

"Was this before or after she became your fiancé?" Regulus asked. 

"It was just before." 

"Makes sense for why you didn't." James said. 

"It does." Bellatrix repeated. 

The table fell into an uncomfortable silence, with the only sounds being the forks being scrapped accidently against plates, the sips of wine and water, when the glass touched back down on the table and the quiet breathing of Rita and James.  

After a while, it was Rita who broke the silence. "Is everybody done?" Muttered agreements went round the table. "Then, I'll go take in the plates and bring out desert, which is tiramisu." Rita got out of her seat and gathered hers, Bellatrix's and James' plate. 

"I'll do mine and Regulus'" Dorcas announced as she grabbed hers and Regulus' plate and followed Rita to the kitchen. 

"You can leave them on the side, I'll put them in the dishwasher." 

Dorcas nodded and watched Rita put the used plates in the dishwasher. Rita caught her staring at her. 

"You can go siit down, I'll bring in desert." 

"I'll wait." Dorcas said. "Besides, I've got a question to ask you. Why are we actually here, for dinner?" 

Rita looked at her confused. "What do you mean?" 

Dorcas hummed for a short second. "You probably don't know, that's fine. I'll go ask you fiance, she'll know." 

Before Rita could respond, Dorcas walked out of the kitchen and back to the dining table. Rita quickly followed after, forgetting about desert. 

"Why are we here for dinner?" Dorcas asked as she sat back down at the table. Her question directed at Bellatrix.

Bellatrix looked at her, her usually facial expression had cracked and now showed the look of confusion and something else. "What do you mean? I thought it would be nice after not seeing my cousin for a while." 

"You could have popped round whenever you wanted, you knew where we were, but why didn't you? I'll answer that because nothing had come up to put you in fear. You were fine, fearless for a while and in that time you found Rita, but now something has come to your attention, which you are scared of. What is it?" Dorcas stated, calmly.

"There is nothing, that has came up recently." Bellatrix replied.

Dorcas raised her tone, yet didn't shout. "Stop lying. Something has come to your attention recently Miss Bellatrix Black, hence the reason you are hosting a dinner tonight with two other vampires, so what is the reason for this dinner?" 

"A hunter has recently sneaked into the radar." Bellatrix said finally. "They are being sent after vampires, werewolves, anything that poses a threat against themselves." 

"It wasn't that hard to announce." Dorcas said calmly, her tone of voice had dropped back to normal. 

Bellatrix rolled her eyes. "The tricky bit is that they were trained firstly by Fleamont Potter, who is now deceased and worst of all, the hunter is Sirius Black and we are lead onto believing that it is Walburga Black that is sending him out to kill our kind and she has made Sirius train a large amount of people to be hunters too." 

Regulus looked at her, gobsmacked. "That's a load lot more than I knew." His eyes filled with shock and terror.

"You knew?" Bellatrix and Dorcas asked in unison.

"I told you Cas about the hunter. I didn't know it was Sirius though." Regulus voice cracked slightly. "He wouldn't do that, he said he wouldn't." Regulus said in disbelief.

"Well he's changed and he did." Bellatrix announced. "But who told you?" 

"A friend." 

"It was Remus, wasn't it?" James asked, finally speaking up.

Regulus nodded. 

"What's it got to do with him?" James asked. "Is he a vampire too? Would that explain the monthly illness he gets?"

"No, Remus is a werewolf, not a vampire." Dorcas stated. "And with the belief that Fleamont Potter had trained Sirius to become a hunter, before he died, means that Remus as well as Bellatrix, Regulus and I can get hunted down by Sirius or whoever he trained and be killed or tortured." 

James blinked yet nodded his head to show that he took in the information. "So Remus is a werewolf, hence the reason he becomes ill around the full moon and I guess that would explain the scars on his face. But why didn't tell me and why did you, Reg and Dorcas, know before me?" 

"I asked him, why he looked so ill and why he had fled your house and he told me and I told Cas. The reason why he may not have told you is because he might have not known if you were able to keep such a secret." Regulus replied.

"That makes sense." James muttered.

"I'm confused." Rita said from the doorway. 

"There you are my love, I was starting to get worried about you." Bellatrix smiled as she looked over at the doorway.

Rita rolled her eyes. "No you weren't. But like I was saying, how doo we know that Fleamont Potter didn't train James? Fleamont is of course James' father, am I right?" 

"I didn't think of that." Bellatrix said. "Has you father ever taught you how to hunt or anything like that?" 

"No. And I'm being honest. He didn't allow me up in the loft of his house which only has been proved recently is where he would keep his hunting equipment and whatever else Remus must have seen." James replied truthfully. 

"Ok then." Bellatrix said. "All we know is that Fleamont didn't teach James how to hunt and that my cousin and Regulus' brother is a hunter who probably has us on his list as his mother writes it."  

"And that Sirius might have trained other people to become hunters, but we just don't know who." Dorcas said. 

Regulus spoke up. "So if you, Bella, Cas, Remus and I are on someone's list somewhere to check off, what about Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr and the whole Crouch family line?" 

"They'd more likely be on the list too." Bellatrix replied. "But so could anyone they and we are friends with, meaning that James may not be safe as well as Rita and whoever else they and we know that are human."

"So me knowing you three as well as Rita knowing you three, can be putting us in danger?" James asked.

"Yes." 

"Shit." Dorcas muttered. "Let's just make sure nothing catastrophic comes off this interaction then." 

"That's what we're hoping for." Regulus said. 

"I'm going to go get the tiramisu, any questions now can wait." Rita stated as she walked out of the dining room and walked back in with the tiramisu.

Rita began to dish up the tiramisu onto everyone's plate, which they ate in silence. Once everyone had  finished with desert, they stacked their plates in the middle of the table. Bellatrix poured herself another glass of wine and so did Rita, whilst Regulus and Dorcas finished theirs. James swirled around the remaining water in his glass, he looked down at it, lost in thought. Was he really in danger all because he knew Regulus, Dorcas and Bellatrix? Why hadn't Remus told him that he was a werewolf sooner? Was Pandora and Lily in danger because Pandora's brother was back? Did this Sirius Black train other people to be hunters? Why had his father become a hunter and why wasn't he told about it? 

""James?" 

James quickly looked up and noticed that there was a hand on his shoulder. It was Regulus'. "Yeah?" 

"You ready to go?" Regulus asked, as he tilted his head to have a better look at James.

James nodded and quickly finished his water. He got out of the chair and smiled at booth Bellatrix and Rita. "Thank you for the dinner, it was very nice." 

"No problem." Bellatrix replied.

Rita smiled back at him. "Feel free to come round whenever." 

"Thank you. We'll see ourselves out." Dorcas replied. 

Dorcas, Regulus and James muttered their goodbyes to Rita and Bella and collected their coats before walking out the door.

Once in the car, Regulus stated. "I'll explain everything to you now." 

Rita hugged Bellatrix. "That could have gone better." She whispered into Bellatrix's shoulder. 

"It could have but they have now been warned."  Bellatrix replied. "It is how they decide to act on the news now, not us deciding for them so do not feel guilt towards them if they make the wrong decision on what to do." 

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Pandora and Lily held hands as they walked silently down the road. Pandora had already told Lily that they were walking to the nearby park and when they were there they'd stop for a drink at the cafe that could be found in the centre of the park. 

It had been two years since the pair of them had gotten together. From nervous glances at the laundromat, to first dates and holding hands, to meeting parents and buying a house together and Pandora and Lily had enjoyed every moment oof it. Pandora had found comfort in Lily to tell her, her secrets as she knew that Lily wasn't the sort to share the secrets to anyone. Lily had found comfort in Pandora to share her dream and aspirations as  she knew Pandora wouldn't laugh at them. Pandora knew from the first time they met on the street, that Lily Evan wasn't going to be going anyway any time soon and as for Lily, she knew there was something special about Pandora. 

Pandora walked down the busy pavement of town, not paying much attention to those around her when she bumped into something, someone.

"Sorry." Pandora said as she looked at the stranger that had bumped into her. 

The stranger shook their head. "It's not your fault, I'm the one who has just stopped in the middle of the path to fix their shoe." The stranger replied.

Pandora smiled. "What's up with your shoe?" 

The stranger showed her the shoe. "The sole of the shoe has fully worn away and has fallen off." 

"Oh, do you have the sole on you still?" Pandora asked.

"Yeah." 

"Pass it here then, please." Pandora instructed. The stranger did so. Pandora's eyes widened slightly when her and the strangers hands brushes against each other. 

The stranger noticed. "Are you alright? Are you not good with touch?" 

"I'm fine, sorry. I'm good with touch, I just thought I saw something behind you. There's nothing there." Pandora replied, lying.

"That's good then." The stranger said. 

"Yeah." Pandora muttered. "Can we find you a bench so I can super glue your shoe back together?" 

The stranger nodded. "Yeah." 

Pandora put one of the strangers arms, around her shoulder and helped the stranger hop down the street. The stranger silently laughed to themselves. 

"So then,  what's your name? Or is that a mystery." The stranger asked.

"It's Pandora, Pandora Rosier." 

"Mines, Lily Evans. I'm sorry about your brother and his disappearance." Lily  stated.

"It's been some years now and besides it's not your fault." Pandora replied.

"I know." Lily said with a small smile. "It's the people who constantly bothered you and your family is what I'm apologising for. No one deserves to have to go through that, you didn't deserve that. You were grieving and they didn't care." 

Pandora returned the small smile with one of her own sorrowful ones. "I know, but it still happened and people don't care about the family just about the person who went missing." 

Lily slowly hummed in response as she pointed out a bench. "There's a bench." 

Pandora and Lily sat down. Lily took off her shoe so that whatever Pandora was about to do would be easier for her. 

"Thanks." Pandora said as she pulled out super glue out of her bag and applied a layer of it onto the shoe's sole before putting it back onto the shoe and holding it firmly in place.

"Do you always carry around super glue?" Lily asked with a curious tone. 

"Yeah, I had a shoe mishap once and wasn't prepared but now I am."  Pandora answered. 

The pair fell into a comfortable silence as Pandora kept her grip firm on the shoe, making sure the sole didn't shift or move. After a while, Pandora tried to move the sole off of the shoe but it didn't budge. 

"Your shoe is fixed." Pandora announced, as she handed the shoe back to Lily.

"Thanks." Lily said as she accepted the shoe and put it back on. 

Pandora smiled. "It was nice knowing you." She stood up. "I'll hopefully see you around." Pandora said. 

Lily returned the smile. "Hopefully, see you soon Pandora Rosier."

"And you Lily Evans."  Pandora laughed as she walked away. 

Pandora and Lily entered the park. 

"Which way do you want to go?" Lily asked. 

Pandora gestured right with her head. "Then we can walk back under the stars, my flower." 

Lily's cheeks went a light shade of pink. "Alright then, lead the way, my love." 

Pandora squeezed Lily's hand softly before she started to lead the way.

Lily was in the laundromat, underneath her building when a familiar face walked in. Lily smiled to herself when she noticed who it was. It was Pandora Rosier, the same girl who had fixed her broken shoe. Lily watched as she walked over to one of the washing machines. Lily quickly looked away when she realised that she was watching Pandora and quickly checked on the load of clothes that she had put in the washing machine, she was using prior. She then moved the clothes into a tumble dryer and turned it on. 

"Lily." A bubbly voice announced from behind. 

Lily looked at whoever was behind her. It was Pandora. "Pandora." 

"Like we both hoped we see each other again." Pandora grinned. "How are you?" 

"I'm good, thanks. How are you?" Lily asked. 

"I'm well." Pandora replied.

"You sure?" Lily questioned. 

Pandora looked at her confused and slightly caught off guard. "I'm sure."

Lily nodded. "That's good then." 

Pandora smiled at her. 

"I don't usually see you round here often." Lily stated.

"Oh. That's because my washing machine broke this morning, and I heard that the block of flats had a laundromat underneath." 

"Ah, that makes sense. I take it you live in these flats then." Lily noted.

Pandora nodded. "Well I'll leave you be to your washing." 

"Speak soon then." Lily replied.

"We shall indeed, Lily Evans." 

"And I cannot wait until then, Pandora Rosier." 

Lily smiled and watched Pandora walk back over to the washing machine that her clothes were in before she decided to go back to minding her own business.

Pandora and Lily had reached the cafe in the middle of the park and quickly hurried inside into the warmth. The cashier smiled at them when they came in. 

"What would you like?" Pandora asked. 

"Surprise me." Lily answered. "Do you want me to pay?" 

"I'll pay, consider it a treat, my flower." Pandora exclaimed as she let go of Lily's hand and walked over to order herself and Lily a drink. 

Pandora came back with a caramel latte for Lily and a white mocha for herself. Lily accepted her drink and thanked Pandora before she slipped her hand into Pandora's again and walked out of the cafe.

Pandora had known Lily for over a year now and they had been dating seven months. Throughout those seven months, the pair had met up multiple times in the laundromat, had stayed together in a power outage, had celebrated Pandora's birthday, went out for drinks and coffee, went out for restaurant dinners, met each others friends and now were moving in with each other.

Lily had been saving up to buy a two bedroom house, so that she could live closer to her friends and family. Pandora had agreed to move with her as she no longer spoke to her mother and where they would be moving to would be closer to her father. 

Lily leaned up against the door frame to the living room, she and Pandora had just placed all of their moving boxes into each of the rooms. "How's it look?" Lily asked. "Honestly." She added.

"Wonderful, honestly. You couldn't have picked a better house." Pandora answered, honestly. 

"Thanks." Lily smiled. "I was thinking, if you wanted to of course, we could booth sleep in one room and with the spare bed room, we could place maybe your gemstones and-." Lily was cut off by Pandora giving her a kiss on the lips. Pandora gripped Lily's waist and pulled her closer to her and with her spare hand, she found her way into Lily's hair. Lily cupped Pandora's cheek with her right hand and placed her left onto Pandora's neck. 

After a minute or two, Pandora pulled away, leaving a rather flustered Lily Evans. "We can decide what happens to the spare room later, but I know for a fact that I wouldn't mind sharing a room with you, Lily Evans." 

"Well. I-." Lily faltered. "That's good to know, Pandora Rosier." 

Pandora grinned and pulled Lily into another kiss.

Pandora and Lily continued their walk on the park with Pandora pointing out constellations and stars and naming them. 

"And that star is called Sirius, it's known as the dog star, which is funny because one of your friends has found someone called Sirius." Pandora stated. 

Lily looked at her, wide eyed. "What?" 

"Why are you so fazed? I did tell you that I was a seer, right?" 

"Yeah, you did but it just startled me, it just means that you can see people doing anything." Lily said.

"The people I see get their privacy don't worry." Pandora laughed. 

Lily laughed too. "Anything else?" 

"James has met someone who is also named after a star, I just can't remember which." Pandora disclosed as she threw her coffee cup into the bin as Lily did the same. 

The pair continued to walk until Pandora stopped and walked behind Lily. 

"What are you doing?" Lily asked curiously. 

Pandora smiled to herself, was this about to be the woman who would be becoming her future wife? "I need to tie my lace but I thought we could stop here because the sky is looking beautiful." 

Lily looked up at the sky. "You're right, it looks wonderful." Lily continued to look up at the sky that was painted in stars that glimmered and shined. The stars painted the black canvas of the sky and helped the moon provide light. 

Pandora slowly got down on one knee and pulled out the engagement ring box and opened it before sticking it up at Lily. Pandora slightly tugged down on the sleeve of Lily's coat.

"Yeah?" Lily asked, not looking away from the sky. 

"Turn around, my flower." Pandora whispered. Lily did so. 

When Lily turned around, she saw Pandora Rosier on one knee, holding an engagement ring box with a ring inside. She saw the woman who had fixed her shoe, the woman she had met multiple times in the laundromat under their former block of flats, the woman she had shared drinks and meals with, the woman  who had moved in with her and now the woman who was about to become her future wife. 

Pandora smiled up at her. "Lily Evans, now will you do me the honour of making the happiest person in the world buy accepting my proposal?" 

Lily nodded as happy tears flooded her eyes. "Yeah." 

"Lily Evans, will you marry?" Pandora asked. 

"Yes!" Lily exclaimed as Pandora slipped the engagement ring onto her ring finger and hand. 

Pandora quickly stood up and kissed Lily. She pulled her closer by the waist with both hands whilst Lily cupped Pandora's cheek. 

Lily pulled away. "I love you, Pandora Rosier." 

"I love you more, Lily Evans, soon to be Rosier, if you will take my last name that-." Pandora was cut off by Lily kissing her. 

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"I thought we could just have a gathering styled party, nothing fancy, just getting drunk." Mary announced. 

Severus hummed in response.

"Sounds interesting." "Barty mumbled.

"Of course it sounds interesting, I'm the one who thought of it." Mary joked. "Like I was saying, you can invite whoever you want and bring alcohol." 

"What is it with you and alcohol?" Peter asked with asked with a grin. 

Mary shrugged. "What's there not to like?" 

"Exactly." Barty exclaimed. 

"You can make espresso martinis." Severus added. 

"No, we are not doing that." Mary stated. 

Peter chuckled. "You really hate his coffee addiction." 

Barty rolled his eyes. 

"So, we can invite whoever we want to this party." Peter clarified. 

"Yes." 

"Alright then, I'm inviting Avery, Mulciber and Lucius Malfoy." Severus announced, standing up straight whilst he cracked his back before sitting back down. 

Barty frowned, he had heard those names before. 

"Those from school?" Mary and Peter asked in unison. 

"Yes." 

"Hm. What's the time?" 

"It's six in the evening Pete." Mary stated. 

"Well then, I best be off." Peter announced as he stood up a gave Mary a short kiss on the lips. 

"Same." Severus said. "I'm not going to kiss you, Mary."

"Good. See you both." Mary said as she watched the pair leave before she turned her attention back onto Barty. "No inviting any serial killing vampires." 

"I know better than to do that." Barty said with a sly grin. 

"I hope so." Mary replied coolly. "You can invite Evan though if you want." 

"Thank you." 

"Now you know where your room is, I'm about to make supper so get out  of my kitchen." Mary laughed. 

Barty laughed too. "Yes ma'am." He walked out of the kitchen and into the spare room. 

James recalled what Regulus had said to him on the drive back. 

"When Fleamont Potter, your father, was still alive, it is believe that he was recruited by Walburga Black, my mother, to teach Sirius Black, my brother, and others to become hunters. These hunters hunt down what is believed to be urban legends, myths, folklore and fairytales. These hunters hunt down vampires, werewolves, anything they deem unhuman and dangerous, they even go after seers. Seers are those who can see bits of the future unwillingly. The ways hunters catch what they want to kill can be cruel, meaning if they know that a vampire has settled down around humans and has befriended humans, they will go after the vampires friend or even lover and torture them to get to the vampire and kill them. Meaning that you are not safe to know of Dorcas, Bellatrix and I. Nor is Rita. What your friend Remus has to do with this is due to him being a werewolf. Werewolves are deemed to be dangerous beasts, even though they only transform once a month on a full moon and also on eclipses I believe. Now back to the hunters, it is also believed that Walburga Black has formed a large group of hunters, meaning that as soon as they catch mine, Dorcas', Bellatrix's, Remus', Evan's or Barty's name, they will come after us an try to kill us." 

James repeated what Regulus, in his mind two more times, before he settled into his bed and fell asleep. 

Remus had stayed with Sirius just like he had asked until he had fell asleep. When Sirius was asleep, Remus slowly and carefully moved to the sofa in the living room and lay down, trying to ignore the angry throbbing in his leg. It was midnight now, he had stayed with Sirius for a few hours whilst he had sobbed. Remus slowly allowed his body to relax and fall asleep.

After some hours, Remus was awoken by angry knocking on the front door to his flat. Remus looked over to the front door and saw Sirius leant up against the wall, holding a dagger firmly in one hand. When the knocking stopped, Sirius held up the opposite hand to tell Remus to not say anything. The front door creaked open and Sirius moved from the wall and pointed the dagger at the person coming inside of the flat.

"Name." Sirius demanded as he grabbed the persons collar and moved them away from the doorway. 

"James Potter, I'm... I'm a friend of Remus Lupin." James started to explain. 

Sirius didn't move the dagger or let go of James' collar. "How do I know you're telling the truth?" 

"He's a friend." Remus announced. He had moved from the sofa and was now leant against the same wall Sirius had been previously leant up against. "I know him." Remus continued as he caught his breath back. "We own a bakery together." 

Sirius hesitated before letting go of James' collar. 

"Black, put the dagger down." Remus commanded. 

"He might-." Sirius started but was cut off by Remus.

"He won't, I'm sure of it, so lower the fucking dagger."

"Say please." Sirius whispered. 

Remus gritted his teeth. "Please." 

Sirius lowered the dagger and gestured for James to follow him. James did so. "Why are you there?" 

"So I could get a better view of what was happening." Remus replied.

"Course you was." Sirius muttered under his breath. 

Remus moved back to the sofa and sat back down, letting out a sigh when he sat down. 

James looked at him in horror. "You really look like shit, so I take it, its true then." James muttered quietly in disbelief.

"What?" Remus asked puzzled. 

"Does he know?" James asked, pointing at Sirius. 

Sirius glared at him. "Do I know what?" 

"Sorry, I'm in denial." James said after he took a deep breath, trying to gain composure over himself. "Does whatever his name is, know about your condition?" 

"Condition?" Sirius asked as Remus placed his head in his hands. "Oh, I know of it." 

"Good, so do you think you can be quiet whilst I try and discuss this with my best friend? Or is that too much for you to do?" James asked bluntly. 

Sirius looked at James, gobsmacked. 

"That means he thinks he can do as requested." Remus said, lifting his head from his hands.

"I'm going to kill you, Lupin." Sirius stated as he sat down in the armchair, sinking slightly into the chair. 

"You've already failed at that, dair gwaith. [Three times.]" 

"What?" James said with audible concern.

"It was a joke." Remus and Sirius replied quickly in unison. 

James nodded. "So, then Remus, were you planning on telling me that you were a werewolf?"

Remus shook his head sheepishly. "No, sorry."

"Damn." Sirius whispered. 

"Why not?" 

"I didn't want to lose the friendship that I had with you. The others don't know even if that helps." Remus replied.

"The others don't know, you're the first, James." Sirius continued to whisper, only to receive a sharp look from both Remus and James. 

"How did you find out?" Remus asked hesitantly. 

"From Reginald." 

"Oh. I didn't think that he'd say." Remus muttered.

James apologised.

"It's not your fault." Remus replied reassuringly. 

"How did it happen?" James asked.

Remus opened and closed his mouth.

"Do you really think you need to know that James?" Sirius asked. 

"I don't need to know, I was just curious, sorry." James murmured. 

"Never let curiosity flood you with questions. Only ask the most important ones." Sirius announced. 

"I'll do that next time." James reported. "Can I ask another question, after this one?" 

"Yes."  Remus answered this time. 

"Thanks, are the injuries you get self caused?" James asked carefully.

Remus nodded. "I don't really know how to explain it, but wolves aren't good alone and they also feel the need to hunt to, so when isolated they attack themselves." 

James looked horrified. "Thanks for answering my question. I'll leave you two be." James quickly stood up. "You can tell me anything remember, Moony. I don't judge, just pull random facial expressions."

"I know, Prongs. Speak soon." Remus replied. 

"We better. Bye." James stated as he walked out of the flat, closing the door behind him. 

Remus let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you." 

"For what, Lupin?" Sirius asked with a smirk. 

"Don't act dumb." Remus grumbled. 

"We never did make up the boundaries we were going to have." Sirius acknowledged. 

"Then we shall make it up as we go along."

"Of course we will." 

Remus rolled his eyes. "You know there wasn't a reason to hold a dagger up at James." 

"There sure was, especially when he is banging on the door like a mad man then just decides to let themself in." Sirius exclaimed. 

Remus thought for a while. "You actually have a point." 

"And you wouldn't have been much help anyway." 

"You think I didn't know that?" 

Sirius rolled his eyes and pushed himself up out of the armchair. "Get a better fucking chair." He grumbled as he walked into the kitchen.

Remus let out a laugh.

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James walked straight home, trying to ignore the feeling in his gut about the person who was with Remus. They appeared dodgy, like they shouldn't have been there, like they were trying to find something about themselves and Remus. Why else would he have pulled out a dagger at him? Why else would he?

Oh.

James quickly pulled out his phone and called Remus. Remus picked up after two rings, though it wasn't Remus' voice.

"You are smart, James Potter. I will give you credit for that." Sirius stated.

"Thank you, Sirius Black." James responded calmly, trying to ignore his racing heartbeat. 

"No problem." Sirius replied.

James took a deep breath before he continued. "What are you planning on doing to him?" 

"Even if I told you, you would not believe me, so I'm going to say it once, knowing the fact that you believing me is very slim. I am not going to do anything to Remus Lupin and I can promise you that."

"Alright then, what have you done to him?" James asked. 

"I would rather not tell you that over the phone, James." Sirius started. "But I will anyway, as it will probably prevent you from coming back to Remus' flat. I tried to kill him when he was in his mu- I mean, werewolf form, and I quite obviously failed." 

"I'm guessing you were asked and sent, right?" James asked, uncertainly.  

"Yes." Sirius replied. 

"Black, what are you doing on my phone?" Remus voice asked from Sirius' end of the phone.

"I'm on the phone with your lovely friend, James. He's smart, I'll give him that." Sirius hissed back.

Remus grumbled. "Give me my phone."

After a second, Remus spoke. "Hello, James. What's up?" 

"You are living with a hunter, who is the same hunter who tried to kill you?" James asked.

"How the fuck do you know that?" Remus asked.

"Long story, I heard it from Reginald and Cassiopeia, I'll talk to you about it when we meet again." James announced.

Remus hummed in response. "I see. I take it that's how your found out." 

"Yes." 

Remus hummed again. "He promised not to tell anyone." He said sorrowfully. 

"I'm sorry, Re." James said.

"It's fine, it's completely not your fault." Remus quickly stated. "Well I best be off. Speak soon." 

"Yeah." James muttered as Remus hung up. James slipped his phone back into his pocket and started to walk back home. 

Once he was home, he unlocked the door and looked around, cautiously. 

A voice came from James' stairs. "You're either paranoid or fear someone is going to steal your five large bags of flour. Which is it?" 

James looked over and smiled. It was Regulus. "A bit of both." James replied.

"Of course." Regulus muttered under his breath as  he walked down the stairs.

"When did you get here?" James asked. 

"You left your back door open and I entered." 

"You can do that?" James asked. 

"Yes. You have allowed me permission to enter your house whenever now." Regulus explained.

James nodded. "That makes sense."

"So where have you been?" Regulus asked in return.

"I went to Remus', and spoke to him about his condition." James said after a minute of hesitation. 

Regulus hummed. 

"He was surprised that I knew and he also believed that you were going to stick to your word about keeping it a secret." James stated.

"Oh, I failed at the last part. Apologises for that." 

"Apologise to him, not me." James announced.

"Noted."

Evan rolled off the sofa at ten in the morning and slowly made his way to Lily's and Pandora's kitchen, careful not to make any noise that would awake the pair. Evan had heard them come back in at around twelve and pretended that he was asleep. He slowly filled up the kettle, making sure that no water sloshed over the sides of the kettle. Once the kettle was full, he placed it down and began to boil the water inside. He pulled out a mug carefully and set it down on the work top and put in a teaspoon of coffee and three teaspoons of sugar. Evan quietly chuckled to himself, he remembered how Barty hated when he would make coffee as he would say that it tasted too sweet, though Evan didn't seem to care that he was complaining. Once the kettle had boiled, he boiled the water inside the mug and stirred the liquid in the mug. 

"Are you making coffee?" 

Evan looked over to the kitchen doorway. Lily was standing there. "Yes. Do you want some?" 

Lily smiled. "I'm good, I usually take tea over coffee." 

"Then why do you have coffee?" Evan asked, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"I may have said it to Pandora on one of our dates, that I like coffee and I just never thought to correct what I said." Lily announced. "Besides, you seem like the sort to drink that grounded shit anyway." 

Evan grinned. "How could you guess? Tea?" 

Lily nodded and leant up against the doorway of the kitchen as Evan took a mug, placed a tea bag in the cup then looked over at her. 

"Sugar?" 

"Jut the one and a dash of milk." Lily said. 

Evan put in one teaspoon and then poured in the boiled water. After a minute, he pressed the teaspoon against the tea bag to let out any of the leftover tea before he threw it in the bin. He then grabbed the milk from the fridge and poured it into the mug, stirring it as he poured. 

"Qui voi andere." [Here you go.] Evan said as he slid over the mug of tea to Lily. 

 Lily smiled. "Thanks." Lily moved over to the work top and grabbed the mug. Evan noticed the engagement ring on her finger. 

"You said yes." He muttered under his breath.

"Yeah." 

Evan grinned. "I'm going to have a sister in law." 

"I never thought of that." Lily sated. "I'll have a brother in law. I really didn't think of that." 

"And I'll have a wife and a somewhat alive brother." Pandora said softly. 

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Dorcas was bored. She had listened to Regulus walk round the house, muttering to himself before he decided to leave and go over to James'. Dorcas had a feeling that James had been over to tell his friend about what he had heard and she also had a feeling that Regulus was going to explain to James that it was nothing for him to worry about or be concerned about as nor James nor Remus were actually know by any proper hunters, well that's what Regulus assumed and Dorcas slightly hoped that hew as right about that. 

Dorcas quickly switched on the TV and started to endlessly scroll through channels to see if there was anything that she liked on at the moment. There was nothing, though from Dorcas' experiences there were never any good shows until after seven. Sometimes, Dorcas would stay up until past three in the morning watching the bloody horrors that would be put on the horror channel. It didn't bother her, she once tried to make Regulus watch them with her but he'd also end up going to bed or reading a novel. 

Dorcas' phone began to ring and she picked it up before it hit it's third ring. "Hello?" 

"Hey, it's Marls." Marlene spoke back.

"Marlene, how can I help you?" Dorcas asked.

"You can't, I don't need help." Marlene replied bluntly before laughing. "Unless you can help me fix tis case of boredom I am being suffocated in?" 

Dorcas laughed. Marlene was often dramatic and it made Dorcas smile knowing that she was still as dramatic as before. "I can try and help you with it." 

"Yay." Marlene exclaimed. "What are you up to at the moment?" 

"Not much, I'm trying to find a good horror film to watch. There aren't any good ones playing at the moment though." 

Marlene laughed again. "Don't tell me you are looking for one on the horror channel, seriously. Have you watched terrifier?" Marlene asked.

"Hey. And no I haven't watched it, have you?" Dorcas answered.

"Nope, so let's watch it together." Marlene announced. "Search it up on Amazon prime and you should be able to spot it." 

"Noted." Dorcas muttered as she put the phone on speaker and went onto Amazon prime. She quickly searched it up. "Got it." 

"Good, now wait for me. I need to search it and get some ice cream." Marlene explained.  Marlene went quiet until she announced. "Ready." 

"Good, three, two, one." 

Both Dorcas and Marlene clicked the movie at the same time and began to watch it. 

Every now and again, either one of them screamed which was then followed by the other laughing. The cycle repeated until the pair had finished the film. 

"We should have done that on facetime." Marlene muttered. 

Dorcas hummed. "Well there still is Terrifier 2 and 3 to watch and I'm certain a forth is in production at the moment and we could always watch it at one of our homes." 

"That would be nice. My old... Never mind." Marlene's voice quietened. 

"I don't mind you speaking about your ex girlfriend." Dorcas stated. 

"Thank you. I just take too much comfort in the fact that you resemble her so much and I keep thinking that she is alive when I know she isn't but I just can't accept it. I just won't. Her nor her friends body was found so sometimes I just get that flicker of hope and belief that they are still alive somewhere but they, she just can't see me because of the beliefs that she is missing." Marlene spluttered out. 

"I hope that she is somewhere out there for you, Marls. I really do." Dorcas whispered, her voice cracking slightly. 

"Thank you, Cas and I mean it." Marlene replied. "We should do this again." 

"Agreed." 

"Well then, I best leave you to it." Marlene announced. 

"Before you go, remember that you can tell me anything, I completely understand what you are going through." Dorcas stated. 

"Roger that, bye." 

"Bye." Dorcas whispered as she hung up the phone. She placed the phone down on thee sofa next to her and scrunched herself up into a ball before she started to cry.

"Do we have any plans for today?" Lily asked Pandora, planting a kiss on her cheek. 

Pandora thought for a while. "No, we shouldn't have. Why?" 

"I was going to call my sister, that's all." Lily stated. "I'll go do it now, actually."

Pandora nodded as Lily walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to take the phone call. 

"Sister?" Evan asked.  

"Yep. Let's go into the living room and pick out a film." Pandora said with a smile as she grabbed onto her brother's wrist and pulled him out of the kitchen and into the living room. Panodra sat down on the sofa whilst Evan sat down on the armchair. 

"Wallace and Gromit." Evan announced.

"What?" 

"Let's watch the Wallace and Gromit films, they're really good." 

"Ok then." Pandora agreed as she searched up 'Wallace and Gromit' into the search bar and watched as all the films came up. "Let's wait for Lily." 

Evan frowned. "She's crying." 

"What? How on earth do you know that?" Pandora asked, her tone full of concern.

"Enhanced senses comes with being a vampire, that's why." Evan said as he watched Pandora leave her spot on the sofa and quickly run up the stairs. A little while after, Lily and Pandora came downstairs and sat down together on the sofa. 

"I'll go get you a snack." Pandora quickly said as she left the room. 

Evan grinned at her. "Do you want me to kill your sisters husband?" 

"No, thank you." Lily replied with a slight smile, not questioning how he knew that she had been crying because of her sister's husband. 

"Fair enough." Evan grumbled jokingly. 

"Snacks!" Pandora shouted as she walked back into the living room and threw popcorn at Evan and mini pretzels at Lily before she sat down with a bag of ready salted crisps. Pandora turned on the Wallace and Gromit movies and let the six film, movie marathon begin.

Remus leaned back into the sofa in his flat whilst Sirius sat up straight. 

"Do you want to talk apart your little outburst last night?" Remus asked, breaking the awkward silence in the air. 

"No." Sirius replied bluntly. "Are you going to talk about how you feel about James knowing your secret?" 

"No." Remus replied just as bluntly as Sirius.

Sirius nodded his head. "Then what will we do?" 

"We? You're using the royal we?" Remus asked with a slight grin.

"Yes." 

"Well I was planning on watching a film, probably Dead Poets Society." Remus answered.

Sirius hummed. "What's it about?" 

Remus looked at him confused. "You've never watched it? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Remus quickly grabbed the remote and went onto his recordings and clicked Dead Poets Society. "We'll watch it together." 

"Ok?" Sirius replied. 

Remus clicked play on the film and a short while after fell asleep, whilst Sirius sated at the screen intently.

James fidgeted slightly with his fingers, before he leaned back into the sofa. "Weird question, but do you think that maybe if I were to put on one of the novel adaptions of Dracula, you can tell me what's correct and what's incorrect?" 

Regulus looked at him. "Sure." He sat down next to James and watched as James put the film on. 

"You can lean back if you want." James suggested.

Regulus nodded. "I'm aware." 

"Good, I was just saying that just in case you didn't know you could." James explained.

"Ok, noted." 

"Good." 

"Do you always speak this much during films?" Regulus asked with a tint of frustration in his tone.

"Yes, sometimes. Sorry." James mumbled.

2regulus smiled at him. "Course you do. It's fine by the way, it's what my brother used to do when we were allowed to watch TV." Regulus confessed. 

James hummed in response and Regulus leant back into the sofa. Regulus started to point out where Bram Stoker and the director off the film had gone wrong. James grinned to himself whilst Regulus did it, finding the whole thing slightly cute, though he wouldn't ever confess it. 

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Lily slowly woke up in her bed, next to Pandora. She didn't remember how she got there but she smiled to herself and decided not to question it. "Morning, my dove." Lily whispered to Pandora as she planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Morning, my lily flower." Pandora whispered back before rolling over to face her. "You alright?" 

"I'm good, how are you?" Lily replied.

"I'm good too." 

"I don't want to get out of bed." Lily announced.

"And we don't have to." Pandora announced back.

"But you do." Evan shouted as he slowly opened the door, with a hand over his eyes. "You two are decent right?" 

"We are." Lily replied laughing.

"Good." Evan moved his hand and pushed the door open as wide as it could go. "We are going to invite your friends round so you can show off your engagement ring." 

"Ooh, that does sound like a good idea." Pandora piped up.

Evan jumped into the air. "That's what I'm talking about." 

"No." Lily groaned as she grabbed her pillow and put it over her face. 

"Pandora, her phone please." Evan asked as Pandora slowly grabbed it and threw it to Evan. "Code?" 

"2004." Pandora replied.

Evan nodded and typed it in before opening contacts. "Let's firstly call MarMar?" 

Pandora nodded and Evan clicked the contact. 

"Hello, I am inviting you to come over Lily's and Pandora's house right now, and bring alcohol, we're having a very alcoholic breakfast or is it brunch, right now." Evan said before he hung up. He did the same for Prongs, Marls Martini, Remoose and Sev.  "I told everyone to bring over alcohol if that makes you feel any better." 

Lily moved the pillow off of her face,. "I'm down, now let Pandora and I to get dressed." 

Evan nodded and walked out the room, after putting the phone down on the bed. He shut the door behind him.

"Your rother is fucking mad." Lily stated as she forced herself out o bed with a small smile creeping up onto her face. 

Pandora grinned. "I know, but to my parents remember, I'm the mad." 

"You would and could never be seen as mad to me." Lily stated firmly as she walked over to Pandora and cupped her face. "I will never see you as mad." Lily whispered before kissing Pandora. Pandora's mouth was slightly open so that Lilys lips managed to fit into hers. 

Sirius handed Remus his phone. "You've got to go to an alcoholic brunch." Sirius shouted as Remus rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Also, your movie choice was shit." 

Remus rolled his eyes. "Stop shouting at nine o'clock in the morning, I don't appreciate it." 

"Good, because you are not meant to." Sirius explained as he threw Remus' phone onto him. "Now we really need to sort out your face." 

Remus hummed in agreement as he slowly got off of the sofa. 

"Stay still." 

"What?" Remus asked, not moving though. 

Sirius grabbed his wrist, Remus flinched backwards at the sudden burn of the silver rings Sirius was wearing. Remus suddenly felt cold water slowly trickle over his cuts and bruises. He touched his face with his other hand and still felt the sting of the cuts. 

"It's a glamour." Sirius stated. "You nor your friends can see your cuts but you can still feel them, they just are not visible."

"Thank you." 

"For what?" 

Remus rolled his eyes and walked into the bedroom to get changed. After Remus had gotten changed and checked on the wound in his leg, his phone began to ring and he picked it up. 

"Hello?" 

"Hello, Remus. It's your father, Lyall." 

"Oh."  Remus recognised the voice now. "Hello, what can I do for you?" 

"I thought maybe we could talk about me supposedly giving you up." Lyall said with a sigh. 

"Oh ok then, I'm just about to pop out at the moment so what about you come to mine at three?" Remus suggested.

Lyall replied. "Sounds great with me." 

Remus share his address and flat number with Lyall and hung up the phone. Remus walked out the room and towards the exit of the flat. "I'll be back soon." He shouted Sirius as he grabbed his cane.

"Don't get too drunk, I'm not dealing with that shit." Sirius shouted back as Remus left the flat.

Mary and Marlene were the first to arrive at Pandora's and Lily's, they came in carrying gin, tonics and wine, next in was Severus who was carrying a bottle of vodka and a case of beer, next in was James, who had brought whiskey and gin, and the last person in was Remus, who walked in carrying a pack of cider and a bottle of raspberry vodka. 

"There you are. Lily exclaimed as she saw Remus walk in. 

"Hello." Remus stated back, confused. 

"The next time I call you, pick up." Lily announced. "That's the same for you James Potter." She pointed her finger at both of them. 

"Noted." James replied laughing. 

Remus rolled his eyes/ "You didn't call, and where do I put these?" Remus asked. 

"In the back." Pandora answered. "Now whose drinking so I can go make you a drink." 

"Me." Mary shouted. "I'm starting on the red before it runs out." 

"No one is going to drink your red wine, Mary." Severus muttered.

"Just like no one is going to drink your vodka, Severus." Mary retorted back.

"Good, I have the whole bottle to myself." 

"I was going to have some." Remus announced.

"Get your fucking eyes off my vodka." Severus shouted, pointing at Remus.

Remus threw up his hands in surrender.

"That raspberry vodka better have been for me, Re." Marlene pointed out. 

"Now it is yours." Remus said. 

"Ok, so the vodka is Sev's, Marls wants the raspberry vodka, the red wine is for Mary, I'm having some of the gin tonic. What are you having James?" Pandora asked.

"I'll have one of Sev's beers but make sure I don't go over two." James announced.

Pandora nodded. "Remus and Ethan, what are you two having?" 

"I'll have a cider, wait who's Ethan?" Remus replied.

"Ethan's my cousin, he's stopping over for a while." Pandora announced. 

Evan waved. "Hey, I'm Ethan. And a beer is fine for me." 

Pandora nodded. "I'll go make those." Pandora walked into the kitchen.

"I'll go help." Remus mumbled as he followed after her. James followed after, picking up the left over alcohol that the pair couldn't carry.

Once in the kitchen and once Pandora and Remus had placed the alcohol down, Pandora put out a bottle opener and gestured to where she kept the glasses.

"Rough moon?" Pandora asked in her usual cheery tone.

Remus quickly turned around and faced her, nearly dropping a glass. "What, sorry?" 

"I asked if it was a rough moon? I have reasons to believe there was potential a person who was tasked with killing you but they failed and now live in your apartment and have to turn into a dog once a week." Pandora stated. 

Remus just looked at her. James who was standing at the door and had now put the alcohol down, began to clap.

"And I'm pretty certain you've fell in love with a vampire, or you are just simply friends with two?" Pandora asked.

James' jaw dropped. 

Remus finally gained composure once again. "Never underestimate Pandora and her seering abilities." Remus whispered.

"You're correct there." James replied as he moved to where the bottle opener was and began to open beers.  

"The glamour is holding up well too." Pandora muttered under her breath. 

"It sure is." Remus replied.

The three began to pour the drinks in silence and delivered them to the people who wated them. Once James, Remus and Pandora were ack in the living room and when everyone had their drink,  Evan clinked on his glass.

"Firstly, before we drink can we let our hostesses make their announcement?" Evan asked. 

Everyone agreed.  

"Thank you, Ethan." Lily started. "Thanks for actually arriving on such short notice too, so..." Lily paused so Pandora can join in on what she was going to say.

"We're engaged!" The pair announced loudly. 

Marlene, Mary, Severus, Remus and James burst out into shouts of happiness. 

"And Mary and Marlene if you will do the honours of becoming my bridesmaid, that would be great." Lily announced.

Mary and Marlene burst out into even louder shouts. 

"So what will Remus, Sev and I do?" James asked curiously. 

"Well I was thinking maybe Sev can be the ring bearer?" Pandora stated. "I've got, bridesmaids or what you would call groomsmen, I don't know." 

"I was thinking Remus you could be the my maid in honour?" Lily suggested.

Remus' jaw dropped. "Huh? Me? Why not Mar or Marls?" 

Lily laughed. "Remember that random drunk deal we made a few years back, we're just going off that." 

"That makes sense." Remus replied.

James looked at Pandora and Lily in shock. "That means I get to walk you down the aisle, Lils and I get to plan your fucking wedding?" James exclaimed.

"Yes." The pair replied. 

"Now you have a reason to make the party about something." Severus announced.

"Oh yeah I do." Mary realised. "It'll be for Pandora's and Lily's recent engagement." 

"That sounds fun." Pandora smiled.

"We still allowed to invite whoever?" Severus asked.

"Yeah if that's alright with Pandy and Lils." 

"It's fine by us." 

"What day?" Mary asked.

"Two weeks on Wednesday?" Pandora suggested.

"Fine by all of us." Severus, Mary, Marlene, Remus and James replied.

James looked at Remus. "Will your hot new man be able to join?" 

"No, unfortunately not, he's rather busy on Wednesday's he goes to see family." Remus replied through gritted teeth. 

"We'll change it to Thursday then." Lily announced.

"That would be great." Remus said.

"Excellent, then we can all bring a date maybe perhaps." Evan suggested.

The group nodded  before separating into smaller groups and talking. This was the case for the whole morning and early afternoon. With Lily, Pandora, Mary and Severus getting extremely drunk. 

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James had been one of the most sober people when leaving Lily and  Pandora's house, only drinking one beer and a cider, meaning that he would be able to function the rest of the day perfectly fine. Once James had unlocked his door and entered his house, he walked straight into the kitchen and decided that it would be ideal to bake Marlene's parents their anniversary cake. He pulled out flour, cocoa powder, baking powder, buttercream, milk, red food colouring and whatever else he needed for to bake the red  velvet cake. 

When James had finished design the cake batter and had put it in the the oven, someone knocked on his door. "Come in!" James called, from the kitchen. 

James heard his door open and close before listening to the sound of footsteps approaching him. "How can I help you?" James asked, as he dusted his hands before he turned around.

"I've got information about the people who live in front of you that's all." The person stated. 

James nodded. "Alright then, I'll make you a cup of tea." 

"Thanks son." 

"No problem, Dad." James said as he began to boil the kettle. 

James walked into the living room and placed both mugs of tea on the coffee table.

"Does your father get a hug?" 

"Yeah." James muttered as he hugged his father. It was a short hug but at least it was something.

"Did you get my note?" 

James nodded and lifted up the note that was signed as F Potter. "I had to remember if it was Fabian  or Fleamont, just write your name next time, Dad, or even Monty and I'd still not that it was sent by Fleamont Potter." James stated.

"I'll take that into mind next time." Fleamont replied.

"Good. Now what is this information?" James asked curiously as he gestured for his father to take a seat. 

"Ah, yes. Your neighbours or whatever you call them, the ones that live in front of you." Fleamont started. "I've been alerted by a source that the two are vampires who were turned by Evan Rosier and Bartimeus Crouch Jr. The male one, I believe who is know as Regulus Black but to his parents he is known as Regina Black, well anyway he has been told to kill you. " 

James' jaw dropped but he quickly gained composure. "Me? How come?" 

"Well I have been told that you two have been getting quite close and you have been seen together." Fleamont answered.

"Well that doesn't answer anything." James replied defensively. 

Fleamont frowned. "Don't get defensive, remember that I taught you to not like the supernatural. I still am yet to fully accept that you are friends with a werewolf." 

James scrunched up his nose. "I'm not even going to bother correcting you." James muttered under his breath.

"Oh ok then, but you have only found out about Remus though." Fleamont noted. 

"Are you spying on me?" James asked. 

"Cause I am. You are my son." Fleamont replied.

"There is no need for you to do that." 

"I don't want my son to end up dead like their mother." Fleamont snapped, slamming his hand down on the coffee table. The tea in the mugs sloshed slightly over the side. 

James flinched. "I know." James looked down at the floor.

"I'm sorry for snapping, I just can't afford to lose my son too." Fleamont explained.

"I know. So what do you want me to do with Regulus?" James asked.

"I need you to get rid of him, send him away, kill him, sedate him and move him away. Anything, I don't care, I need to him gone. I can't do it though." 

"Why not?" 

"I'm under strict orders to lie low at the moment of time." Fleamont revealed. 

James nodded and Fleamont moved from his seat and grabbed his mug of tea and downed it in one go before placing it down on the coffee table.

"I need to go. James, I trust you."

"I know, see you soon Dad." 

"Bye James." Fleamont said as he left the living room, then exited the house.

Once Fleamont had gone, James grabbed the empty mug and threw it against the wall and watched as it smashed into small and large pieces of ceramic,, which scattered themselves across the floor. James then proceeded to fall from the sofa and onto the floor and cursed at himself before tidying up his mess.

Sirius was leant against Remus' sofa. He had decided to call nothing in this flat his own as it never would be. He scrolled through the channels that Remus had on his TV, in Sirius' opinion it wasn't many.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Sirius stood up and unlocked the door. There was a tall man at the door, wearing a light brown jacket that went with thee man's black trousers and white shirt. The man had sandy brown hair,, the same colour as Remus', just with grey roots.

The man smiled at Sirius'. "Hello, I know I am early but is Remus' here? The woman who lives across from him buzzed me in." 

"I'm sorry. What?" Siris asked.

"I'm Lyall Lupin, Remus' father, though he may not speak of me. I said that I would come round here at three, I know it's half past two now but I just wanted enough time to talk to him. Who are you, may I ask? Are you a friend of Remus' or his partner perhaps?" 

"Oh dear God no. I'm not a friend nor his bloody partner, who on earth do you think I am? Do you think I am that uncivilised?" Sirius exclaimed.

Lyall raised a brow. "I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear that." Lyall looked down at where Sirius' hand was. It was resting just above a knife and its holster. "Are you here to kill him?" 

Sirius controlled his composure. "I have no idea what you are on about." He replied defensively. 

"Yes, you do Sirius. Now let me ask my question once more for your civilised ears, are you here to kill my son?" Lyall asked sharply.

"No, I am not." Sirius replied.

"He's already failed, what was it three times?" A voice spoked from behind Lyall. Lyall turned around. "Hi Pa."

"You have a lot more questions to answer now." Lyall stated.

"I think you do too." Remus stated back. "Now are we just doing to stand in the doorway of my flat or are we going to go inside?" 

Sirius nodded and moved out the door and allowed Lyall and Remus in. Sirius closed the door behind them and followed the pair into the living room. On the TV, Maurice (1987)  was playing.

"Interesting  choice of film." Lyall muttered.

"No, I was scrolling and I left it on the channel when you knocked. I honestly didn't." Sirius rambled.

"It's one of my favourites." Lyall continued. "Maurice did end up finally feeling loved but not the case for the other, may I say. Though that's my interpretation."

Sirius hummed.

"Cup of tea?" Remus asked.

Lyall nodded. "Milk, no sugar." 

Remus nodded and walked into the kitchen. 

"You don't want a drink either?" 

"No, I'm fine." Sirius replied.

"Okay then, why are you living with my son?" Lyall asked.

"So after I failed to kill him, my mother kicked me out and I don't have anywhere else to go." Sirius responded.

Lyall hummed and sat down on the sofa and patted the cushion next to him. Sirius sat down beside him, leaving a large gap between the two of them. "Are you planning on trying to kill him again?" 

"No." Sirius replied sternly. "He is being proven quite useful to have as a companion."  Sirius chose his words carefully. 

Lyall grinned. "You are a funny person, Sirius Black." 

"How do you know my name?" Sirius asked.

"Ah, I knew the person who trained you, Fleamont Potter, he was a wonderful man. He would speak so fondly of you. He spoke of you like you were his second son." Lyall announced, his grin growing larger at the memories. "He's gone off the radar now though, people believe his dead or either in hiding." 

Sirius hummed. 

Remus walked back in with the cup of tea for his father and placed it on the coffee table. 

"I'll leave you two be." Sirius stated as he stood up from his seat and left the room. 

Remus sat down next to his father. 

"I'm just going to spit it out, don't stop me." Lyall announced. "Whatever you have been is more than likely incorrect and I will fix it now." Lyall took a deep breath before he started. "As you know there are hunters who hunt, what is deemed as non human, and I don't mean you. You are my son and will always be my son. There are multiple types of hunters, some who kill for fun and some who want to protect others and turn in what they deem as not normal. I was part of the second group of hunters, I worked for an organisation and one day a man named Fenrir Greyback was brought in, he was under suspicion of murder. I said some regrettable things towards him about his lycanthropy and then the next full moon, he appeared at our house and turned you. Your mother was told to take you away from me and she did." Lyall finished with a sigh.

"You were still married though?" Remus questioned.

"We didn't divorce or split up, we stayed together 'til death did do us part." Lyall replied.

"Thank you for telling me everything." Remus muttered.

"No problem." 

Once Lyall had left, Remus leant back into the sofa and started to watch Maurice, from where it was at currently. He heard Sirius open the door from the room he had went in and listened as he walked closer and took a seat on the far edge of the sofa. 

"I hate you." Sirius stated coolly.

"What?" Remus said. "What have I done now?" 

"You didn't tell me your father was going to come round and secondly my mother is a fucking fool." Sirius grumbled.

Remus hummed in response. 

"Stop with the fucking humming." Sirius shouted. 

"What part of your statement is making you act this way?" Remus asked. 

"My mother." Sirius replied.

"How come?" Remus asked with a raised brow. 

Sirius swore under his breath in French. "She doesn't know how to accurately curse someone." 

Remus took a deep breath. "Explain." 

"Watch." Sirius demanded. 

Remus looked over at Sirius, who had moved off the sofa now and was standing in front of him. "Yes?" 

Sirius lifted his index finger at him and then transformed into the dog, he had become earlier that week.

"Shit." Remus muttered as he dragged a hand over his face. 'This is all that I'll be hearing about from now on.' He thought to himself. 

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Sirius transformed back to his normal self. 

Remus closed his eyes, not wanting to watch. 

"I'm going to kill you." Sirius said calmly.

"You've already failed at that. Have you failed at any other kills before?" Remus asked. 

Sirius' eyes widened. "How dare you ask me that." Sirius shouted before he moved and knelt on the sofa cushion that Remus was sitting on. He placed his dagger to Remus' neck with his right hand and pressed his left against Remus' chest. Remus moved slightly to the left, trying to stop the sting of the silver dagger. Remus looked into Sirius' eyes, Sirius did the same to Remus.

"You have, haven't you." Remus stated. 

Sirius pressed the dagger harder into Remus' neck, causing Remus to lean further backwards into the sofa. "I have not." Sirius replied through gritted teeth. 

"You wouldn't be reacting this way if you haven't." Remus whispered. "And you know I'm right." 

Sirius' right hand shook, causing the dagger to slightly wobble. Remus gripped onto Sirius' right wrist. Sirius tried to move his hand back but Remus didn't let go of his wrist. "Did your mother kill them instead?" Remus asked calmly.

Sirius' eyes flickered away, revealing the answer. 

"You had to watch too?" 

Before Sirius allowed his body language to reveal the answer, he leant his body on Remus' bad leg, causing Remus to push him off. Sirius grinned.

"What the fuck?" Remus cursed under his breath. "You shouldn't hurt an injured person." Remus stated.

"They won't be for much longer." Sirius replied, lifting his head high.

Remus instantly clocked what Sirius meant and quickly ran his hand over the sofa, in hope to find a weapon that he could sue to defend himself, there was nothing but a remote. Remus grabbed that and threw it into the air before catching it again and mirroring how Sirius was holding his dagger.

"That's not going to do much." Sirius whispered.

Remus took a deep breath. "We'll see." 

Before Remus had chance to move off of the sofa, Sirius leapt at the spot Remus was sat at. Remus quickly managed to move himself away before getting off the sofa.  Sirius stabbed at the cushion, before pointing it back at Remus again. Remus moved around the back of the sofa and grabbed his cane, holding it like it was a sword Sirius grinned at Remus' stupidity. Sirius hopped over the sofa and began to walk towards Remus. Sirius leapt at Remus once again, whilst Remus swung at him with his cane. The cane struck Sirius in the stomach causing him to double over in pain and the need for air. Remus then jabbed Sirius in the back of the throat with the remote before ditching it. 

"Fuck." Sirius gasped. "That. Was. Good." 

Remus continued to hold the cane like a sword. Sirius stood up straight again and cracked his back before he began to lunge at Remus, his dagger cutting the air each time. Remus moved further back and back, trying to knock the dagger out of Siris' hands. He failed at most attempts until he smacked the cane against Sirius' wrist. Sirius immediately dropped the dagger and began to cradle his wrist, Remus took this as the opportunity to grab the dagger by pulling it closer towards him, through the use of dragging it with the cane. Sirius caught on, once he stopped cradling his wrist and kicked at the cane, causing it to fall out of Remus' grip. Sirius grabbed the cane and walked closer to Remus, whilst pulling out another dagger from his waist band. Remus bumped into a wall and Sirius saw this as an opportunity to press Remus further against it, using the cane. Sirius pressed it to his chest, then his neck. Sirius pointed the dagger at Remus' stomach, causing Remus to suck in.

"I lied to your father, I'm planning on killing you, Lupin and I'll do it one way or another." Sirius sneered. 

Remus grinned. "Fuck you, Black. You think killing me will sort out whatever fucking mommy issues you have, well you're just fucked in the head if you think that's true." 

Sirius grinded his teeth together but didn't say a word. 

"It was pleasure knowing you." Remus said. "You are becoming just like your mother, Sirius Black." Remus closed his eyes. Sirius pressed the dagger against Remus' stomach and looked at his face. 

"Your target is a vampire called Jules Caron. I need you to get friendly with him, he knows the act of hunters. Understood?" Walburga explained. 

"Understood." Sirius nodded. He took one last glimpse at the bar, Jules would be at and left grimmauld estate.

Once Sirius arrived at the bar, he set eyes on Jules Caron straight away, he was a tall figure, with dark brown eyes, which matched his brown locks of hair. Sirius took in Jules' tan look and how distracted he was to anyone and everything around him, Sirius took note of that before he walked over and sat in the empty seat next to him. Jules nodded at him and Sirius returned the nod. Sirius ordered himself and Jules a drink of lager. Jules accepted it with a smile before turning to face him. 

"You come here often?" Jules asked.

Sirius shrugged casually. "Every so often, you?"

"I'm a local, moved here from France." Jules admitted.

"France." Sirius repeated, taking note. "So I take it your French?" 

"Oui." Jules replied. 

Sirius grinned and took a sip of his lager. "Votre m'appelle?" 

"Jules, Jules Caron. Tu?" Jules asked.

"Nicholas Anderson." Sirius replied, making the name up off the top of his head.

"You speak French?" Jules asked.

Sirius snorted. "Yeah, not really. I know very little." 

"Little meaning?" 

"How to ask for your name, age and directions to the train station." Sirius replied.

Jules laughed. "Of course, wouldn't trust you to be a tour guide then." 

Sirius smiled. "You haven't touched your lager."  He stated.

"I will, don't worry." 

"Comme toi?" [Like you?] The bartender asked. 

Jules shook his head before turning to look back at Sirius and scribbled something down on a napkin. "Here, my number." 

Sirius accepted with a mutter of thanks and with that Jules nodded and moved out of his seat and out of the bar. 

After three months of long phone calls and late night messages and series of dates, Sirius arranged to meet Jules again, this time outside of the bar. 

"Nicholas." Jules exclaimed when he saw Sirius approaching. 

Sirius waved. "Jules. How have you been?" 

"Wonderful, how about you? You look ravishing." 

"Thank you, I've been doing well." And with that Jules embraced Sirius, giving him a quick kiss on each cheek. Sirius placed a hand onto the last cheek that Jules had kissed.

"Was that too much?" Jules asked quickly afterwards. 

"No, no. Of course not, it just caught me off guard." Sirius spluttered out.

Jules grinned. "Let's see if this will catch you off guard." Jules kissed  Sirius, this time on the lips.  Sirius leant into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Jules' waist. Jules slowly pulled apart for a second and whispered. "Hold tight." 

When Sirius reopened his eyes he was in what he presumed as Jules' bedroom. Sirius felt Jules go rigid and tense in his arms and slowly let go and turned to face the same direction as Jules was. There in the room as well was Sirius' mother, Walburga. 

"Mother please, I swear I can explain." Sirius began as he moved closer towards her.

"Shut it!" Walburga snapped, cursing Sirius' mouth shut. She torn her gaze away from her son and to her sons mission. "If Sirius cannot finish you off, I will."

"Nicholas? What does she mean? Who is Sirius?" Jules questioned taking a step back.

Walburga laughed. "You've been lying now too, Sirius. Dear Lord, you really did like him,  then you won't mind doing this." 

Sirius shook his head profusely. 

Walburga uncursed her son's mouth. "I'm sorry, what? Excuse my lack of hearing, what did you just say?" 

"Please, no. Please leave him be." Sirius begged, inching closer to Walburga.

"No." Walburga's voice cut through the room, sharp as always. "Imperio." She casted the curse at Sirius, who immediately went still. "Kill him." She demanded as she passed a wooden stake to Sirius.

Jules shook his head. "Come on please Nicholas or whatever your name is, stop this please. Did those three months of talking and late nnight ccalls mean nothing to you? I thought you liked me." Jules had backed into a wall and watched as Sirius' face didn't react or show any recognition to what he had just said. "I lliked you, Sirius. I really did." Jules placed his right hand on Sirius' hand that was holding the wooden stake. "That's why I forgive you." Jules closed his eyes and guided the wooden stake into his own heart. 

Walburga undid the curse. 

"No. NO." Sirius screamed as he caught Jules' nearly lifeless body. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I couldn't stop it, I'm sorry."

"I know, Sirius. I know." Jules coughed. "That's why I forgive you. I forgive you, Sirius." Jules whispered as he closed his eyes for the last. 

Sirius dropped the dagger and pressed his head against Remus' chest and he began to sob. Remus caught him as he fell. 

"I'm sorry." Sirius whispered.

Remus took a deep, shaky breath. "And I forgive you." Remus whispered as he fell to his knees, still holding Sirius' sobbing body.