Warnings/Spoilers: mention of ~sexual favours~
Summary: “You took care of me when I needed you and now it’s my turn. Let me take care of you.” A hospital wing and a kitchen table. A promise.
Word Count: ~2000
Notes: so fun story I was lying in bed trying to remember this fic I had read where Sirius visits Remus in the hospital wing and sits behind him and they have a lovely chat and then I realized I had written it, whoops.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am I making any profit off of this. I'm just playing around.
( “Black’s age like a fine wine, or something. Except for most of my cousins. And my mother. Maybe it’s just me.”Collapse )