Sorting it all out

[maraudings]

[James apparartes into Remus flat with what looks like a life time supply of chocolate and chocolate. He's prepared for the long haul because he is not leaving here until he's managed to untangle some of the mess, he's grinning, and wearing his birthday jumper] Moony! We haven't had an afternoon together in ages. I'm here for the whole of it.

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[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[Remus wanders out from the kitchen, looking at James speculatively] Did you raid Honeydukes, Prongs?

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

I couldn't find it here but I found a great chocolate shop and brought back as much as I thought we could eat

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[Remus shakes his head and laughs] Right, well good plan. Y'want a cup of tea?

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

Sure. You do realise how domesticated that sounds?

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

Yup. [Remus grins and heads back into the kitchen] But I'm not baking you a cake or anythin', do that yourself.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

Awh but Moony I was hoping to see you in an apron and covered in baking stuff

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[playfully] Yeah, yeah, piss off Prongs.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

Some best friend you are [James retorts playfully]

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[Remus presses the mug at him with a grin] Just shut up and drink your damn tea.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

yes Sir [James shuts up while he takes along sip] Fancy beating me horribly at chess?

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[Remus nods, blowing on the surface of his drink] Go on then, that's a hobby that never gets old.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

[James loves how the Nexus provides a chess set very similiar to the one they've been playing on for years on the table between them] This might be one of those I get a win

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[he grins] Oh bring it James.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

[James sends a pawn forward. Watching Moony out of the corner of his eyes] If Sirius were playing with you , he'd lose to quickly trying to play footsie under the table

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

[Remus sends his own peice forward, trying to mask the slight frown at Sirius's name] He'd probably use that distraction technique with everyone.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

nope [James moves another piece, lightly] what do I have to punch Sirius for now?

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

No, I don't want you to punch him. He's a git but he's Sirius so.

[prongs-jamesp.livejournal.com]

What did he do?

[boyofthemoon.livejournal.com]

Nothng. [he hunches in on himself] He didn't do anything.