#remus swapping potions for booze

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Prompt 27 - Intimate

@wolfstarmicrofic February 27, word count 415

Intimate would be the word Sirius would use for Madam Puddifoot’s. God awful was another, but he wanted to plan the perfect date for his first date with Remus and, according to all the girls he’d ever dated, Puddifoot’s was the place to go. 

He grimaced as he entered the little teashop, decorated in pink hearts. 

“Hi, I’d like to make a reservation for two,” He told Madam Puddifoot herself. 

“Right, you are my dear. What name shall I put it under?” The middle-aged witch asked, dipping her quill into an ink pot and opening a ledger. 

“Black,” He said. She wrote his name down, gave him a time and that was that. 

The day came and, holding Remus’s hand in his, he started to walk towards the teashop. 

“Er, Sirius, where are you taking me?” Remus asked, staring at all the pink surrounding the teashop. 

“For our first date,” Sirius answered, tugging his hand gently to get him moving again. 

“If you think for one second that I am setting one foot in Puddifoot’s, you’ve got another thing coming,” Remus, being a lot stronger than Sirius, yanked him back the other way towards the Hogshead. “Hey, Aberforth, one bottle of firewhisky, please,” Remus ordered from the gruff barman. Sirius watched as Remus pulled out a few vials of something and placed them on the counter. Aberforth swiped them up and exchanged them for a bottle of midrange firewhisky. “Pleasure doing business with you,” Remus winked at him. He grabbed the bottle and led Sirius out of the village along a little path until they were under the cover of the forbidden forest. 

They sat down on a fallen log and passed the bottle back and forth. Sirius had to agree that this was a far better date than sitting in uncomfortable silence while they had tea and tiny sandwiches served to them. 

“What did you give to Aberforth?” Sirius asked as he passed the bottle back to Remus. 

“He’s a shit brewer, and I can brew the medicine he needs for his goats, so he agreed to give me booze in exchange for the medicine,” Remus explained. Sirius snorted, it was such a Remus Lupin explanation. 

On their drunken walk back up to the castle, Sirius asked Remus how he thought their first date went.

“Best date ever,” He replied, stooping down and planting a rather slobbery kiss on Sirius’s cheek. Sirius just beamed at him and vowed never to suggest Madam Puddifoot’s again.